We stopped and walked along the way, and by the time we were almost in Xianyang, it was already mid-June.
She didn't write a letter to tell Ying Zheng in advance about her return, so it was a little surprise.
Therefore, when the people below reported that the King of Zhao had arrived outside the city of Xianyang, Ying Zheng was indeed surprised and a little delighted.
This time I'm back completely.
The carriage slowly drove into Xianyang.
It can be seen with the naked eye that there are many more people walking on the streets.
There are many shops on both sides of the street that I have never seen before.
Many people walked among them speaking with unfamiliar accents.
When the carriage passed the papermaking workshop, the sounds of work could be heard inside.
There were many horse-drawn carriages parked at the door, carrying goods.
As a result, there are also many vendors selling food with carts around.
Zhao Jun stuck his head out of the car window and looked around excitedly.
After not seeing each other for a few months, Xianyang has changed a lot. It is much more lively than the north.
She smiled excitedly and suddenly had an inexplicable feeling of being home.
The servants had already reported it, and Zhao Jun and the others would go directly to the palace to report.
Ying Zheng sat quietly in the hall, looking unchanged.
But he looked towards the door much more often than usual.
Just when Ying Zheng finished drinking the third glass of water, a notification finally came from outside the door.
Zhao Jun was wearing a light blue curved-skirt gown, with two strands of hair hanging down to his chin.
The journey was smooth and her face was still rosy.
After returning to the palace after many months, Zhao Jun no longer felt as nervous as he did at the beginning. Instead, he felt like he was back in his own territory.
She walked into the palace easily. It was not the front hall where she usually met Ying Zheng, but a hall specially used to receive ministers.
Perhaps because they had met in Ganquan Palace a month ago, Zhao Jun did not feel that he had not seen Ying Zheng for a long time when he saw him.
But when Ying Zheng saw Zhao Jun walk in, he had the illusion that he hadn't seen him for a long time.
It has indeed been a long time since I last saw her in the palace.
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
Zhao Jun and his companion Qingliu Mengyi bowed deeply.
"Get up."
Ying Zheng raised his hand.
"I guess I'm back after finishing my work this time."
Ying Zheng asked them to sit down, and they all sat at the bottom.
Zhao Jun had just sat down and had no time to report when he was asked this question.
"Oh, of course, it's completely over."
Zhao Jun quickly replied, then paused for a moment.
"However, I think I'll have to go again around October. I've already discussed this with the King."
She smiled at Ying Zheng.
When the cotton is ripe in October, she will have to go there to build a cotton processing factory.
"Um."
Ying Zheng nodded without saying anything.
"By the way, my king, there is something I want to tell you."
Zhao Jun remembered that she had not yet reported Ma Hong's matter to Ying Zheng.
"After you've heard this, please don't get angry, and don't blame me."
Although he knew that he probably wouldn't, Zhao Jun still said it jokingly.
"What's the matter? Tell me, and then we'll decide whether to punish you or not."
Ying Zheng looked at her and asked instead without agreeing immediately.
The Lord of Zhao recounted in detail how Ma Hong had been executed for his conspiracy to rebel against the Xiongnu in the north and disrupt the opening of trade.
After saying this, Zhao Jun lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Ying Zheng's gloomy face.
After listening to Zhao Jun's narration, Ying Zheng's face became darker and darker, especially when he thought that he actually wanted to lure the Huns into the city, which reached its peak.
The hall was unusually quiet and no one dared to speak.
"Meng Yi, what are you doing going outside the Great Wall this time? Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on Ma Hong?"
"I think you're just treating this trip as a leisure trip, and you haven't done anything serious."
Ying Zheng scolded Meng Yi in a deep voice.
No one dared to speak under Ying Zheng's anger.
Meng Yi felt a little wronged. After all, the king's original intention was to reconcile Ma Hong and ask him to stop talking nonsense. Who would have thought that Ma Hong was so bold.
He is just a civil servant who is good at talking and cannot go on the battlefield to kill the enemy.
However, Meng Yi could only say these words in his heart, and he didn't dare to say them now to bring bad luck to the king.
Zhao Jun lowered his head and glanced at Meng Yi's red face, pursed his lips, and looked a little amused.
I'm really sorry, brother, you have to take the blame for me.
"What are you laughing at? Why don't you bring Ma Hong to Xianyang for punishment?"
Ying Zheng glared at Zhao Jun who was laughing secretly with his head down.
She immediately looked up at him with wide eyes and did not answer.
However, Ying Zheng didn't want her to answer, and quickly continued.
"You killed him like that. He deserved to be torn into pieces according to his crime. It's too merciful to let him die like that."
Ying Zheng said with gritted teeth.
You see, I said that being executed by myself was the best choice for Ma Hong.
"Your Majesty is right. I have done the wrong thing. If something like this happens again, I will bring you back and have you draw and quarter your body."
She nodded quickly in agreement.
"Well, I'll know next time."
Ying Zheng nodded.
Is that it?
Meng Yi was indignant. He was scolded for so long just because he did something wrong.
Zhao Jun clearly committed a more serious mistake by privately executing a serious criminal.
The result was a sentence of "I'll know next time."
Meng Yi felt wronged, but couldn't say anything.
"Ma Hong has been executed, and the general Wang Li sent by the king has arrived. So the north is now defended by Wang Li, but the king should still send a county lieutenant there, which will be safer."
"Also, the prefect of Beidi is alright. Send a new lieutenant there to inspect him. If he's alright, he can continue in his position. But as for the Supervisor of the Censors, Your Majesty, please replace him. The current one is simply not up to par."
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