Zhao Jun and his entourage rode in a carriage and gradually headed north.
The trip is expected to take about ten days.
Heading north, passing the west of Xianyang, and continuing on the journey for another five days, you will reach the northern territory.
Zhao Jun lay in the car motionless from the next day.
Even so, her back and waist still ached after three days of shaking.
"How long will it take?"
Zhao Jun lay in the car, raised his head and shouted outside.
"Your Excellency, we are almost halfway through the journey. If we go fast, it will probably take another four days."
The captain outside the door responded loudly.
Four more days!
Zhao Jun raised his head and then dropped it again.
"Sir, if you keep holding on, you've already gone halfway," Qingliu consoled him.
Zhao Jun nodded in grievance. What else could she do? She had to persevere. At least she could still lie down.
The carriage became quiet. Zhao Jun was about to close his eyes and rest. Occasionally, he could hear the squeaking sound of the wheels.
"Who is coming?"
Suddenly, the captain outside shouted loudly, Qingliu was startled, and Zhao Jun also opened his eyes quickly.
What's going on? According to her many years of experience watching novels and TV.
Could it be that he was robbed?
Can those captains outside stop them?
Zhao Jun leaned against the carriage door and listened to the noise outside.
Why is it so quiet? It seems like nothing is happening.
No one shouted any slogans like "this mountain, this road".
Was he subdued so quickly?
Just when Zhao Jun was about to lift the curtain to find out what was going on, a voice finally came.
"Sir, this is the king's messenger, specially coming to inform you of something!"
Coming from Xianyang? Is there something wrong with Ying Zheng?
Time goes back to the evening a few days ago.
After finishing his government affairs for the day, Ying Zheng was about to have dinner.
"Sun Cheng, let's have hot pot for dinner today."
Ying Zheng put down the last memorial and whispered instructions.
"Well, my king, the weather is really hot. Hot pot is spicy. Do you want to eat more?"
Ying Zheng frowned slightly, and Sun Cheng quickly added.
"Recently, the kitchen has improved the tofu-making process. They say they've made delicious tofu pudding. You can put ice cubes and add chili peppers. It tastes great too. It's perfect for this weather."
Tofu? Ying Zheng seemed to remember something and nodded in agreement.
The kitchen worked quickly and soon served a bowl of ice-cold tofu pudding with some pepper and chili oil poured on it.
Ying Zheng picked up the soup spoon and took a few sips. It was cool and refreshing, and tasted good.
"By the way, didn't you say a few days ago that Zhao Qing would pass through the western suburbs of Xianyang on her way to the North? I've thought about it and realized that the journey from Hanzhong to the North is long, so it wouldn't be a problem to stop and have a meal along the way."
"Zhao Qing has worked so hard on this trip, he deserves some reward, what do you think?"
Ying Zheng put down the empty bowl and nodded to Sun Cheng next to him.
"Your Majesty is wise. Lord Zhao has worked so hard. Even if he doesn't have enough time, taking a break and having a meal won't waste too much time."
Sun Cheng quickly responded in a flattering manner.
Didn’t I say the same thing two days ago? Why didn’t you agree then, Your Majesty?
He lowered his head and complained silently.
"I remember there's Ganquan Palace in the western suburbs. I'll send someone to deliver a message to her. She can stop by Ganquan Palace to rest for a while."
Ying Zheng made the final decision and the matter was settled.
So, there was the notice that Zhao Jun received now.
"Going to Ganquan Palace?"
Zhao Jun frowned slightly and then asked.
"Is our current route to Ganquan Palace convenient? Do we need to add extra distance?
Zhao Jun had some concerns. It was already May 10th, and they would have to wait until around the 15th to arrive in the north, so time was very tight.
"Your Excellency, we will be passing by Ganquan Palace on our way to the North, so it won't take us too long."
The accompanying captain replied.
"Yes, sir. The king arranged it because he thought it was convenient. It won't delay us. Don't worry, sir."
The messenger who arrived also explained that the king's order had been issued.
"In that case, let's stay at Ganqu Palace for a while. Everyone is tired, so let's take a break."
Since it wouldn't waste time, she felt relieved.
I have been really tired these days, so I took half a day to rest. She was very happy.
So the carriage creaked on its way again, but this time everyone felt a little more relaxed.
Because they only have one day left to reach Ganquan Palace, and everyone can take a rest.
Finally, in the evening of the next day, the group arrived at Ganquan Palace.
When Zhao Jun got out of the car, his feet felt a little weak, and as soon as he stepped on the ground, he felt a sense of solidity.
She stretched and rubbed her sore back.
She looked up at the palace in front of her. Although it was called a palace, it was not very large.
The shape is quite high, and it looks more like a watchtower, or a gun tower from the Republic of China period.
At this time, the sun is in the west, and the warm yellow sunset hangs in the sky.
In such a vast land, there is only one tall palace.
The weary traveler will rest here, and it will feel quite poetic.
Just as Zhao Jun was distracted, everyone had arrived at the palace gate.
From a distance, she saw rows of soldiers standing at the entrance of the palace. It was a huge and impressive display.
It seems that Ying Zheng should have arrived.
Zhao Jun let out a long sigh, adjusted his mood, and walked into the door calmly.
However, she saw someone she didn't expect to see here.
"Lord Meng Yi, you are here too."
The King of Zhao was quite surprised. He didn't expect that Ying Zheng would bring Meng Yi with him.
She thought it was only Ying Zheng.
"How are you, Master Zhao? It's been a while since we last met. You've lost a lot of weight and must be exhausted from all the hard work."
Meng Yi smiled and bowed.
"Sir, please follow me in. I know you've been working hard, so I've prepared some food and wine for you in the hall."
After Meng Yi finished speaking, he looked at Qingliu beside her and the captain behind her and said.
"The king has also prepared wine and food in the palace at the back, and all the soldiers can go and rest first."
Zhao Jun greeted the people behind him and said, "You've worked so hard for so long, go to the back and take a rest."
"Who is this?"
Meng Yi looked at the woman who stayed beside Zhao Jun.
What he meant was that the king probably didn't want to let irrelevant people in.
Just when he was greeting people, Zhao Jun grabbed Qingliu who wanted to leave with him.
Since Meng Yi can stay at this banquet, why can't Qing Liu?
"This is my official. There's no need to be shy. The king knows. Let's go in quickly and don't keep the king waiting for too long."
Zhao Jun didn't look at Meng Yi's expression and walked in with Qingliu.
Qingliu was also shocked. She didn't expect that she could sit at the same table with the king.
But with Meng Yi beside her, Qingliu held herself steady, her face calm, and she seemed unfazed by either honor or disgrace.
Before leaving, he glanced at Meng Yi, meaning, I'm not afraid of you.
Meng Yi fell behind, looking at the backs of the two women in front.
This Lord Zhao is not only difficult to mess with himself.
The people around him also look difficult to deal with!
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