Chapter 183 Can I give you a ride?
Xu Yaowen pouted.
"Okay, okay," Tan Shujing patted him with a smile, "Don't be naughty, go pack Zhiyu's luggage first, you know the situation in Jinzhou best, you should prepare everything she needs, although Jinzhou doesn't lack anything, but in the end, it's still not as good as Shengjing."
The others nodded in agreement, and Xu Youran looked at this scene, feeling warm in her heart, but also a little bitter.
It was all because of me that they ended up in this situation. If I hadn't insisted on marrying Jiang Zhaorong, the Xu family wouldn't have fallen to this point...
Xu Youran took a deep breath and looked at Jiang Zhiyu beside her.
Now is not the time to feel sorry for herself. She also has to fight for her children and family.
The emperor can elevate the Xu family with a word, or he can bring the Xu family down into the dust with a word.
Xu Youran no longer wants to experience this kind of fate in the hands of others.
She wants money and power, and she wants to be the support behind the Xu family, instead of hiding behind her parents and brothers and enjoying their protection...
Xu Yaowen packed his luggage very neatly. In just half an hour, he packed the necessary items into a small package.
As they were about to leave, Xu Youran was full of reluctance. After dinner, he rested in the room and slept on the same bed with her.
...
The morning mist was heavy, and the winter sun was bright.
The Xu family's carriage was heading towards the city gate. The merchants on both sides of the street had already started shouting. Jiang Zhiyu was drowsy in the carriage. Suddenly, he heard the driver outside shout "Call" and stop.
Xu Yaowen opened the curtain and looked at the two people standing in front of the city gate. He said in a lost
voice: "Emperor... Master?" Jiang Zhiyu was startled by his sharp voice and stood up to look out.
There were two people standing in front of the city gate. One of them was dressed in black and had a hood. The one standing next to him was He Yanting.
Xu Yaowen's heartbeat quickened. He jumped off the carriage, and Jiang Zhiyu followed closely.
"Your Majesty, what are you doing?"
The emperor chuckled, looked at him, and then set his eyes on Jiang Zhiyu: "Two of my most trusted ministers are going to share my worries, how can I not come to see you off?"
[Just send them off with nothing, at least give them a token or something, if you encounter someone who makes things difficult, show it to blind their dog eyes! ]
The emperor: "..."
He raised a helpless smile at the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand to take off a white jade pendant from his body, and handed it to Jiang Zhiyu.
"You must take it well, if there are those blind people who hinder you, show this thing, if you encounter those who sell out the country, those who flatter and monopolize power, I will also give you the right to kill first and report later."
Jiang Zhiyu took it, smiling.
[This is a good thing. ]
Xu Yaowen couldn't hide his surprise, did the emperor favor Zhiyu so much? Not only did he personally send her off, but he also gave her two amulets. There is no other person in the whole Tianqi who can receive such treatment.
"By the way," the emperor turned his head, "although you are a master of martial arts, you can't guarantee that someone will attack you from behind. Yan Ting is an expert in this field. I will feel more at ease if he goes with you and stays by your side."
Expert in... this field?
Xu Yaowen and Jiang Zhiyu both seemed to have a big question mark on their foreheads.
Isn't this guy the simplest and most brutal? Anyone who provokes him will be dragged out and beaten to death?
He Yanting didn't seem to notice their puzzled gazes, and saluted to the emperor with his fists, "Your Majesty, don't worry, I will guarantee the safety of Jiang Shishu and bring him back safely." The emperor
nodded with relief.
Xu Yaowen: "..."
Jiang Zhiyu: "..."
[No, are these two playing a double act? 】
The emperor and He Yanting looked at each other and looked away at the same time.
The emperor coughed dryly: "Okay, I will send you here. The most important thing for the trip to Jinzhou is to ensure your own safety. If you encounter anything, just send a letter back and I will take care of it for you!"
Xu Yaowen had never heard the emperor confess his feelings like this before. Tears welled up in his eyes, but he was short of words and didn't know how to express his patriotic heart.
His body trembled slightly, and the excited emotions surged in his body like an undercurrent, his eyes were fiery: "I will not disgrace the holy will, capture the thieves, and give justice to the people of Jinzhou!"
The emperor: "I will definitely trust you, my dear Xu."
If the emperor's tone to Jiang Zhiyu and He Yanting was as warm as the spring breeze, then his tone to him was as ruthless as the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves.
Xu Yaowen: "..."
Stop it, after all, he is not worthy.
The emperor continued to give them some instructions, and when he saw that the number of people on the street was gradually increasing, he stopped talking and walked towards the palace under the heavy protection of the Jinyi Guards in the dark.
Jiang Zhiyu and Xu Yaowen looked at each other, and then looked at He Yanting who was smiling across from them.
"Where is your carriage? The general's mansion can't even afford to hire a carriage, right?"
Xu Yaowen looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze, narrowing his eyes slightly.
He Yanting lowered his eyes: "Xu Zhifu is joking. Since the emperor asked me to guarantee the safety of Jiang Shishu, I should naturally protect her closely."
Xu Yaowen: "..."
The alarm bells in his mind were ringing. Just as he was about to say something, he heard the sound of wheels and the faint sound of bells in the carriage, rushing towards him.
Seeing them, the driver's eyes flashed with surprise. He stopped the carriage and reported to the carriage: "Prime Minister, it's the third lady."
Zhiyu?
Jiang Zhaorong in the carriage had a flash of surprise in his eyes. He put down the book in his hand, coughed lightly, and the servant opened the curtain.
Jiang Zhaorong's eyes automatically passed Xu Yaowen and He Yanting, and fixed on Jiang Zhiyu, his eyes full of surprise.
"Zhiyu, are you here to see your father off?"
Jiang Zhiyu: "..."
He Yanting: "..."
Xu Yaowen: "..."
[No, how shameless is this?]
[I'm here to see you off, can I give you a ride?]
Jiang Zhiyu rolled his eyes and ignored him.
Jiang Zhaorong instinctively felt that there was something wrong and frowned slightly, but before he could notice the incongruity, Xu Yaowen spoke first: "Prime Minister Jiang may have misunderstood."
He did not want to explain more, saying more to such a person would be a waste of his saliva.
Compared with Jiang Zhaorong, he found He Yanting much more pleasing to the eye, and glanced at him: "Why don't you get in the car quickly, hurry up."
He Yanting raised the corners of his lips and got in the car behind them.
Jiang Zhaorong's expression did not change. The servant's hand holding up the curtain trembled slightly, and his voice also trembled: "...Prime Minister?"
Jiang Zhaorong hummed lightly: "Drive the car."
The servant was immediately as if he had been pardoned. He could not wait to put down the curtain and took a deep breath: "Hold it!"
He turned around too quickly, so naturally he did not see Jiang Zhaorong's face suddenly sank when he put down the curtain.