Chapter 235: There are many reinforcements
When people saw that a fight was about to happen, they all moved away a little, but they didn't want to leave. Who doesn't like to eat melons?
Those who came to help became a little scared when they saw that Fu Xuezhi's men were coming in a threatening manner.
Anqiao told them to go back to Lanfengju to collect the money and not to wait here.
Because they had just sold the wooden boxes and wooden frames used to load the goods, there was nothing left to move back to Lanfengju.
Some people left, but a few brave ones stood behind Feng Aoqing.
"What do you want to do?" Ling Suo asked while standing in front of Feng Aoqing.
"You are going too far. You have blocked our Fuxuezhi from doing any business for most of the day. How are we going to settle this account?" Qian Xinde, the owner of Fuxuezhi, asked.
"You should go and ask our Prince Yu. What's the point of making things difficult for a woman?" Ling Su brought up Han Lang.
"Don't scare us with His Royal Highness Prince Yu!"
"Just come and calculate whatever you want." Feng Aoqing said with a smile.
"Madam, please step back. Be careful not to dirty your clothes." Ling Shuang also smiled. "This sword Madam gave me hasn't seen blood for several months. I'm worried it's too dry. I wonder who will feed it."
"Hey, don't do it, otherwise, others will think that King Yu is not good at teaching his subordinates! We are not afraid of losing face, but we cannot lose King Yu's face." Feng Aoqing said in a yin-yang way.
Qian Xinde did not report it and made the decision on his own. He was confident that he could definitely control a woman.
"How to calculate? You tell me." Feng Aoqing asked again.
"Calculate..." Qian Xinde hadn't figured out how to calculate.
"I haven't made up my mind yet, so I'll leave first. Come find me at Lanfengju when you've made up your mind." Feng Aoqing raised her foot to leave.
Qian Xinde actually reached out to stop him.
Lingsong's sword came out, but was pushed back into the sheath by Feng Aoqing. Qian Xindemu was left there, unable to move his hands or feet.
Ling Shuang understood at once, and instead of moving forward, he took a step back, watching Qian Xinde fall down stiffly after being touched by his buddy.
The guy thought he was dead, but when he touched him, he found he was still breathing.
"I'm not dead! I can't move! It's numb!" He was so angry when he saw someone trying to smell his breath, so he shouted. Now the only thing on his body that he could move was his mouth.
The guys sent out a few people and managed to lift Qian Xinde up from the ground.
"Oh, this might be some kind of emergency!" Ling Shuang teased.
The onlookers who passed by here often suffered a lot of bullying, so they couldn't help but laugh.
"You! It's you! You witch!" Qian Xinde shouted.
Ling Shuang couldn't agree to this. Just as he was about to kick, he saw a black shadow appear in front of him.
The man picked up Qian Xinde and threw him out.
"Whose dog is barking here!" a gentle voice sounded.
This action and this voice don’t match!
Feng Aoqing looked over with great interest, and saw only a modest scholar in plain white, fanning himself in this winter.
Behind him stood a middle-aged man, wearing ordinary men's clothes, but with an extraordinary demeanor.
"Prince Han, Mr. Mu." Everyone put down their weapons and saluted the two men.
Before Feng Aoqing could move, Yuwen Chuan bowed gently, "Lord Feng Hua."
"Prince Han." Feng Aoqing hurriedly returned the greeting.
When the people on the ground saw that Prince Han actually treated Feng Aoqing politely, they didn't dare to stand up.
"I was just about to send someone over when you came."
"Lord Fenghua is so righteous, I must come and thank you in person." Yuwen Chuan replied.
Feng Aoqing was preparing to carry the things to the "Wuya Academy" in Beijing.
That’s right, the principal of the academy is Prince Han, Yuwen Zheng.
When he appeared, no one had any second thoughts.
Because he was the biggest philanthropist in the capital, he gave up everything he had now and used all the property of the Prince's Mansion for charity, while he himself stayed in the academy to teach and educate people.
The money given to him can be used in the right way.
"What is the honorific title of Fenghua Jun? Where is it from? I only know that some empresses of small countries call themselves Jun." Someone asked quietly.
"I don't know! Taoist nun?"
"Just shut up! If you don't have experience, don't talk! Have you ever seen a Taoist nun like that?! Aren't you afraid of getting your head chopped off?"
"Anyway, we don't have any in Tianyao. Could this be the queen of some small country?"
Everyone was discussing it. Although they couldn't guess, they knew that the respect shown to this person by the Prince of Han, whom they respected, must be an important figure.
Only then did An Ke realize that no one dared to touch this lady without reporting her to their master, His Highness.
Only a big shot would dare to read out the gift list in the street.
......
Ying Shen, who was preparing to come to protect in secret, saw that Prince Han had arrived and the crisis was resolved, so he did not appear again and returned to the palace.
He entered Linhua Palace with the queen's token.
Han Lang is fulfilling his filial duty by his mother's bedside.
Xiahou Ying was quite surprised when she heard the news brought by Qi Bao. She thought Feng Aoqing was too brave. Seeing her protecting Han Lang so much, she was also happy.
Now it's okay, one willful act would be enough, I thought there was a safe way to hold it together, but unexpectedly, it is even more willful.
"Aren't you worried? This is simply stepping on those people's faces, and you are not afraid of being hit by a hidden arrow." Xiahou Ying said with a smile.
"Don't be afraid, there are only a few bugs that can move her. Just don't let too many die, otherwise it will be difficult for me to deal with them." Han Lang threw the orange into his mouth.
He then said to Qi Zhen standing beside him, "Send all the oranges to Lanfengju for me. Aoqing likes them."
"You've forgotten your mother now that you have a wife, right? Your mother doesn't like to eat?" Xiahou Ying slapped him hard.
"Half." Han Lang changed his words.
"I'll send someone to Curry to get it right away." Qi Zhen responded quickly.
"Pick out the good ones, and then deliver my gift to her in person. Let's see if she will sell it to me on the street tomorrow!" Xiahou Ying ordered.
"Yes." Qizhen smiled and went down to make arrangements.
"but......"
"Please don't talk about this. If you do, I will take her away and never return to Tianyao."
"Your father is right, you are a rebellious son!" Xiahou Ying punched him again.
As he was speaking, Ying Shen came to ask for a meeting.
"You are more anxious than me!" Han Lang knew that this was the person sent by Xiahou Ying to protect Feng Aoqing.
"I haven't cleared up the remaining poison yet, you want your mother to be miserable, right?"
Ying Shen walked in and saw Han Lang was there too. He didn't know whether to say it or not.
"Tell me, did she have a great time?" Han Lang spoke first.
Seeing the Queen nod, Ying Shen finally replied, "Your Highness, a few people who were named were looking around. I pressed the button first to avoid spoiling Madam's fun."
"Smart! Has the person been sent back home?"
"I did not show up because Prince Han arrived. Prince Han and Mr. Mu personally escorted me back to Lanfeng Residence. They had a pleasant conversation along the way."
"Uncle? Mother, do you have any other tricks up your sleeve?" Han Lang asked doubtfully.
"It's not me." Xiahou Ying shook her head.
"Tsk tsk tsk, my Ao Qing is so smart!"
Xia Houying looked at his son with a silly look on his face and put away his smile: "Then she must have the ability to invite him."
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