Chapter 441: Welcome Outside Wudu
An Jinge left the city overnight and returned to Wuguang City first.
She asked all the Yuling Guards there to disperse, disguise themselves as ordinary people, and protect Feng Aoqing along the way.
He sent a letter to Mo Beiyuan, telling him Feng Aoqing's decision.
An Jinge knew that Mo Beiyuan had entered Yuanwu and would arrive in Wudu soon, so she did not return to Zhaojing, but went to Wudu to meet Mo Beiyuan.
Mo Beiyuan entered Yuanwu as an envoy, so his every move was watched by someone.
After arriving in Wudu, he stayed in the post house as arranged by Yuanwu.
There was no need for An Jinge to hide, so she went straight to the inn.
The person who received Mo Beiyuan was Zhu Mingbo. After walking along the way, An Jinge had become very familiar with him. She waited until Zhu Mingbo left before entering the inn.
It can be seen that Yuanwu still attaches great importance to cooperation this time, so everything is treated with the highest standards for other countries.
The place arranged for Envoy Zhao Jing to live was a house with a separate entrance and courtyard in the post station, which was completely isolated from the guests of other post stations. It was quiet and private.
An Jinge saw Mo Beiyuan standing alone under a tree in his Grand Tutor's blue uniform.
"Master." She called softly and bowed her head.
"Jin Ge, you're here. Thank you for your hard work." Mo Beiyuan also answered softly.
When the two saw each other, the first person they thought of was Feng Aoqing, and they couldn't help feeling sad.
An Jinge took off the Fenghua Jun court robe and seal from behind her back and presented them to Mo Beiyuan with both hands.
Mo Beiyuan took it and held it in his arms.
"I think the weather here in Wudu is very good, with distinct seasons. Isn't that what she likes? Flowers in spring, rain in summer, moon in autumn, and snow in winter."
"It's always the same weather, and you get bored. It's like the Frost Valley. You can only stay here for so long. If you stay any longer, the snow won't be beautiful anymore."
"Yes." An Jinge replied.
"How does Emperor Yuanwu treat her?"
An Jinge didn't want to say it, but seeing Mo Beiyuan's expectant eyes, she could only answer: "Hold her like a pearl or a treasure in the palm of your hand, and let her do whatever she wants."
"What about her?"
"When I left...she...hadn't made up her mind yet."
Mo Beiyuan said nothing more and just looked at the bundle in his hand.
"Just stay! No need to hide." He said, turned and went into the house.
Feng Aoqing even gave Han Lang a chance, but never gave herself even one.
Yes, Han Lang at least has a life-and-death bond with her, but he has nothing.
The next day, Zhu Mingbo, who came to pay a visit, saw An Jinge and was surprised.
He invited them under the tree and asked anxiously, "Why are you back? Where are they? No one is with you."
An Jinge actually shook her head.
If Zhu Mingbo asked again, An Jinge would not say anything.
"Sister! Don't scare me. I've been scared several times these days! If there's anything, tell me! Please don't let me die, okay? Or at least let me die more peacefully."
An Jinge replied: "Don't worry! It has nothing to do with you."
How could this have nothing to do with him?
Zhu Mingbo left Wuguang City and separated from Yu Tingfeng and his party. He returned to Wudu first. Just when he was busy and overwhelmed, he received an express letter from Yu Mingchang that was sent eight hundred miles away.
I was so scared when I read the letter that I couldn't hold the pen.
He just met Princess Xiulan! If something went wrong, why would he marry the princess?
He was determined to be a target again, so he sternly rejected Princess Xiu Lan's invitation to go on an autumn outing.
I heard that the third son of the Left Prime Minister went in his place.
Zhu Mingbo wants to cry!
Since I can’t marry a princess anyway, I might as well become a monk!
I just don’t know if I will still be able to become a monk.
Then, I received a letter saying I was safe.
But Princess Xiulan had already promised the Third Young Master of the Left Prime Minister that she would still become a monk, but now she was destined to do so.
So, at this moment, when he was waiting outside the east gate of Wudu and feeling the cold wind, he could see a ball of black air gathering around his body. That was all his resentment.
The officials who came out to greet them were sighing.
"Finally I'm back."
"Yes! I'm worried every day."
"Don't worry, the Emperor has done all the work for you, inspecting the disaster, arranging grain transportation, and supervising farming."
"I don't mind you saying that to me, but I don't know how many heads you have to meddle in the emperor's affairs!"
Prince Yu was delighted. "It's good for him to go out and gain experience, to see the suffering of the people. You must not say anything more about this matter, or he will run away again in a few days, given his rebellious nature."
"Prince Yu, you won't run away this time." Zhu Mingbo snorted coldly.
"Why?"
"Hey, aren't we together? Unless he wants to run away again."
Prince Yu slapped his thigh and said, "Yes, yes, yes! If we keep Feng Huajun here, we will keep the emperor here."
"Old Prince, there is no Fenghua Jun anymore. The Emperor has written a letter specifically to explain this."
"Oh, yes, look at my memory." Prince Yu patted his head.
Feng Aoqing insisted on not riding in the same car with Yu Tingfeng, and sat in the car behind him.
When they arrived at the city gate, Siyan looked out of the car window and saw a large group of people waiting outside the city gate.
“Such a grand ceremony.”
She was inexplicably nervous, but when she looked back at Feng Aoqing, she saw a calm expression.
"Master, I don't know if Zhao Jing's men have arrived yet."
"It's impossible to come with them to welcome them. That's not the rule." Feng Aoqing answered with a smile.
However, Feng Aoqing was wrong.
Just when the convoy could be seen from the city wall, Mo Beiyuan also led his men out of the city gate, ready to come and greet them.
He came wearing the heavy armor of General Zhao Jing.
The meaning couldn't be clearer:
First, I don’t plan to kneel down to Yu Tingfeng.
Secondly, I am very capable and can run very fast even in heavy armor.
But he was not being rude. Prince Yonglin was the general of Zhaojing, commanding the four most important guards of Zhaojing. He could wear armor but not carry weapons.
Because those wearing heavy armor are the soldiers who rush to the front, who disregard life and death, and who are the first to sacrifice their lives for the country, they are all great heroes. Therefore, those wearing heavy armor are exempted from kneeling regardless of their country.
When Zhu Mingbo saw his attitude, he was overwhelmed!
How to play this?!
Just play him to death.
He cleared his throat and walked over to salute.
"Your Highness Prince Yonglin, you are here too."
"Of course, come and welcome me, Lord Zhaojing Fenghua." Mo Beiyuan said coldly.
Okay, okay, let’s go against them, right?
Are we talking together? Or are we talking against each other?
But Zhu Mingbo still had a smile on his face.
He continued respectfully, "Prince Yonglin has also come out to greet us. I believe Zhao Jingji is pleased with this cooperation. When I was with Miss Feng, I knew that she had devoted a lot of effort to this matter. I admire her deeply."
Mo Beiyuan knew what he meant and snorted coldly, "I'm only here to greet Lord Fenghua of Zhaojing. If Emperor Yuanwu wants to see me and have a conversation with me, he must issue an imperial decree. Once he issues the decree, I will go and see him."
As they were talking, the convoy had arrived and everyone began to kneel down, except Mo Beiyuan.
He stands out like a crane among chickens, and can be seen from far away.
Yu Tingfeng saw it, and Feng Aoqing saw it too.
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