When Zhang Yuan proposed this idea, Xie Zhihui in front of him fell into deep thought, and looked like she was seriously considering this suggestion.

In the end, Xie Zhihui agreed to follow Zhang Yuan back to Xia Country first. After all, she had lost her home, so it didn't matter where she went. However, she said that she didn't want to be separated from her maid, and she had to sell her maid. So if she found a good place to go now, then she would give up on selling the maid.

Lord Zhang was extremely easy to talk to on this point. Like any normal man, he offered a suggestion that most people would not refuse: "Just let Ouyang Zhuyu marry me together. You will be my wife and she will be my concubine. This way, your sisterhood will not be severed."

Well, most people would not refuse, except for the subordinate who wanted to buy Ouyang Zhuyu at the beginning.

But who told you not to be a high-ranking official? So Lord Zhang clearly ignored his subordinate's thoughts, and that subordinate didn't even have time to feel sad before he had to go congratulate Zhang Yuandao and even carefully plan what gift to give him to avoid offending him.

Well, the sadness of people in the workplace has probably existed since ancient times.

On the afternoon Xie Zhihui followed Zhang Yuan out of Qinghe City, many neighbors came. Just as Zhang Yuan was about to praise Xie Zhihui for her good reputation, an old woman came up to him and said, "Sir, it's fine for you to marry the Xie family girl. However, she owes my family a lot of money for food during her time in Qinghe. Now that you are her head of the family, you must settle the bill before you leave..."

Zhang Yuan hadn't anticipated this, so he could only wave his hand and let his servants come forward to settle the bill. Later, upon inquiry, he discovered that Xie Zhihui had been completely broke in the year or so since returning to Qinghe, relying entirely on loans and credit to survive. It was because of this that she had been forced to sell her maid. Today's bill covered everything from food, clothing, housing, and transportation.

This completely put Zhang Yuan's mind at ease, and he was also convinced from the bottom of his heart that Xie Zhihui was not a spy for Qinghe. He had only been in Qinghe for a short time, and the Earl of Qinghe was not a god. He couldn't have arranged for Xie Zhihui to wait for him here for over a year.

Seeing that they had received the money, everyone congratulated them, saying that it was a great joy to have found a good match after traveling thousands of miles. They even asked Zhang Yuan to follow the customs of Xichuan and distribute red envelopes to everyone before leaving happily. This move made Zhang Yuan very happy, and he immediately ordered the delegation to set off.

In the elegant second-floor seating of a nearby teahouse, Lin Hai, Wang Zuo, and Ling Yan, who had come to bid farewell on behalf of Qinghe, watched the scene in complete silence. Lin Hai smacked his lips and said to Ling Yan, "If you ever get married, you'd better stay away from those people in the Intelligence Department."

Ling Yan glanced at Wang Zuo, spat, and said, "You really are a scumbag, you're such an actor. No wonder you can't find a wife and have to rely on the principal to find one for you."

Wang Zuo: "...Principal, I have obeyed..."

Lin Hai: "According to what? Are you trying to say that you did this on my orders?"

Wang Zuo swallowed and said, "Principal, you only said to let the woman go unnoticed. The rest is my plan."

Just as Lin Hai was about to say something, the group of people who had just surrounded Zhang Yuan's carriage rushed into the teahouse from the back door. The woman in the lead removed her wig, washed her face with water, cleared her throat, and then transformed into a young girl of seventeen or eighteen. She said in a clear voice, "We, the students of the Intelligence Department of Qinghe College, are here to greet the principal, the seniors, and the juniors."

"Well, that's good. I hope you can surpass me." Lin Hai smiled and nodded, "Let your senior arrange the rest. I have something to do and I'll be leaving first."

Seeing Lin Hai leave, Wang Zuo straightened his back and said, "Come on, tell me what you think and what you have learned. These should be written in the summary..."

Wei Mingfeng was the crown prince of the Xia Kingdom.

He was very indifferent to this. Although being a crown prince, that is, the future ruler, was an exciting thing, if you were told from birth that the country would be yours sooner or later, after hearing it for ten or twenty years, you would also think that it was just like that.

Yes, sooner or later.

But Wei Mingfeng was very happy during this period.

According to the imperial physician, King Wei Mingbu will not survive this year.

Although the king's health does not seem to be completely broken now, the experienced imperial physician still judged that once winter comes, the king's condition will become uncontrollable.

If the king passed away, it would certainly be bad news for the Xia Kingdom, especially for the Xia Kingdom which was at war, but for Wei Mingfeng, it might not be bad news.

At the beginning of the year, he was still thinking that his father was only in his forties. If he lived to be eighty years old like some previous monarchs, wouldn't he have to be the crown prince for more than forty years?

What's the point of being a king at that age? You can't even enjoy the pleasures anymore. Do you think you'll suffer for decades, only to end up looking at the things you can't eat?

God was truly merciful, helping me solve this problem in no time. My father fell ill just after spring, having caught a cold since childhood that had gotten worse. Although he could still barely function in bed, the imperial physician had said we just had to wait until winter. I could tell the difference between waiting for decades and a few months.

When the time comes, I will ascend the throne naturally and deal with those troublesome relatives so that they don't threaten my throne, especially the square one, which looks unpleasant...

"Your Highness, Lord Zhang Yuan is back." The shrill voice of the accompanying eunuch brought Wei Mingfeng back from his reverie.

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