"One, two!"
"One, two!"
"Go!"
At Zhang Tiechui's command, the carriage was easily lifted up. Ning Que patted his shoulder and noticed his empty left sleeve. "Are you used to it now? Are there any problems?"
"Hi, nothing."
Zhang Tiechui waved his hand nonchalantly.
He is also an old subordinate of Prince Ning.
He also beat Lin Chaodun in the military camp.
When attacking Shuofang, his left arm was pierced by the enemy's spear and nailed to the wall. Seeing the Liao guard trying to escape, Zhang Tiechui gritted his teeth and cut off the spear first, then pulled it out alive.
Finally, he fought to the death and killed the Danghu.
However, Zhang Tiechui's arm was also disabled.
Chang Baicao examined him personally and found that his injuries were too severe and the bleeding could not be stopped at all, so in the end he had to undergo amputation.
Zhang Tiechui was forced to retire and eventually returned to Jingyang to serve as the village head. Because of his military achievements, he was granted 300 mu of farmland and five servants. His family now had a car, a house, and two oxen, and they lived a comfortable life.
In terms of his personality, he is not suitable for politics. After all, Zhang Tiechui is notorious for his bad temper. But there is no need to worry about him in Jingyang, as it is his retirement home anyway.
Zhang Tiechui stubbornly raised his right hand and said proudly, "Even if I only have my right arm left, I can still subdue those bandits!"
"Alright." Ning Que frowned and advised, "Now that you're back, live a good life. Marrying a wife and having children is better than anything else. And don't always think about fighting and killing. If you really encounter bandits, don't you have people under your command?"
"I will listen to your Majesty."
Zhang Tiechui smiled awkwardly.
Although the carriage was carried out, they did not get in. After all, it was not far from Jingyang, so they simply walked around and took in the beautiful scenery of Jingyang.
The people were also very excited.
One by one they rushed up and talked about something.
"My Lord, you are so amazing!"
"I heard that the Liao people were defeated this time!"
"Your Highness, this year's winter wheat is also good."
"Next year, when the winter wheat is harvested, you must come and have a bowl of wheat rice."
"Okay, all's fine."
Ning Que smiled and nodded.
There is no airs at this moment.
"Is this the princess?"
"It's really beautiful and magnificent."
There were also some young children following behind and shouting.
Shen Qinghe bent down and greeted them.
Then distribute the rice cakes prepared in advance to them.
"No wonder my father likes you so much."
"You are really different from those princes and nobles."
"No wonder they respect you so much."
"Yes." Ning Que smiled and nodded, asking Uncle Fu to help distribute rice cakes to them. He slowly said, "Jingyang is the ancestral home of the Ning Palace. My father once told me that the glory of the Ning Palace is built on the people of Jingyang. Which family hasn't lost a life on the battlefield? All we can do is try to make their lives better."
"Yeah, I should."
"For various reasons, I haven't set foot in Jingyang for the past three years. I even temporarily handed over the power of governance to the King of Qi, causing them to suffer for three years." Ning Que sighed softly, looking at Zhang Tiechui and the others. "They are the most foolish people. Their lives are obviously very hard, but they always feel that I am suffering too. Even if they are starving and eating bran, they are afraid to let me know."
"Maybe it's because of your parents."
Ning Que just shook his head.
He never felt miserable.
Compared with these ordinary people, it is much better.
As a prince, he is above countless people.
If you want to inherit the crown, you must bear its weight.
You can't have it all in life.
"It's great to have you. It's a blessing for them." Shen Qinghe was very emotional and said softly: "With you here, we will definitely be able to realize the concept of universal peace in the future. The lives of the people of Dafeng will get better and better in the future."
"Yeah." Ning Que looked at the playful children, "Do you know what I was thinking when I was in Shuofang? I was thinking at the time that I would do my best to keep the flames of war out of Dafeng!"
"I will."
"Okay, this is our home too." Ning Que paused, looking at the magnificent palace, and said with emotion, "I can't believe it's been renovated after such a long time."
The last time there was a locust plague in Jingyang, Ning Que used the excuse of renovating his ancestral home to allow the people to work and earn some food.
Most people in Jingyang come from military backgrounds and are known for their strong personalities. They believe that if you get something, you have to do something for it; you can't just take it for granted. This is actually a habit formed in the military, after all, soldiers must clearly distinguish between rewards and punishments.
"Your Majesty."
The old man with white hair and beard hurried out.
When he saw Shen Qinghe's jade hairpin, he was shocked.
"Meet the princess!"
"Who is this?"
"You can just call him Uncle Shou." Ning Que smiled. "He's been in the palace for decades. He raised my father and is the manager of our ancestral home in Jingyang. I asked him to go to Chang'an with me before, but he absolutely refused, saying he would never leave the ancestral home in his lifetime."
Uncle Shou is older than Uncle Fu.
He could only hunch over.
The clothes he wore were very clean and tidy.
"Your Majesty, there is no need to persuade me anymore."
"I grew up here and have lived in the ancestral home all these years. At my age, I won't bother the prince by going to the palace. I'll just stay in the ancestral home and help the prince guard it."
"Okay, whatever you want."
Ning Que smiled and waved his hand.
"Xiao Fuzi, where are your rules?"
"Have you forgotten what I taught you?"
"This main entrance is for the prince only."
Shou Bo frowned and scolded coldly.
Uncle Fu was so scared that he shivered.
Quickly back out of the door.
Ning Que looked helpless and said with a smile, "It's okay. We don't need to be so particular about this in our palace."
"That won't do!" Shou Bo insisted, saying earnestly, "The palace has its own rules. Servants can only go through the side door, not the main entrance. If outsiders knew about this, they would definitely be laughed at."
"Yes, Uncle Shou is right!"
Uncle Fu nodded in agreement and stepped back repeatedly.
You should know that Shou Bo’s qualifications are higher than his.
When he first came to the palace, it was Shou Bo who brought him along.
So he obeyed everything Shou Bo said.
The main thing is that he didn't pay attention this time.
"Okay..."
Shou Bo walked ahead with his cane and whispered, "Your Highness, I heard the wedding is going to take place?"
"Um."
"Then I'll have someone prepare well."
Shou Bo was well aware of the rules of the mansion, so he recognized the jade hairpin on Shen Qinghe's head. He led the way, and the house was kept very neatly. He also heard about the relevant matters, including the preparation of the three books and six ceremonies, which he and Fu Bo were responsible for.
In his opinion, Shen Qinghe was much better than Lin Xianhong. However, since the old princess had arranged the marriage, he couldn't say anything. Just as he had guessed, Lin Xianhong was not a good match.
"Princess, you can go this way."
“This is the ancestral temple.”
"The princes of all generations are here."
"good."
Shen Qinghe nodded.
At this moment, she also has the demeanor of the mistress of a royal palace!
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