There were many people surrounding the escorting officer, all of them were relatives who came to see him off and asked the officer to take good care of their family along the way.

When escorting prisoners, there are certain rules for who to take care of and to what extent. Zhou Fuan couldn't arrange everything by himself, so he walked to Chu Mingyang's carriage and discussed the matter with him.

"Old fox Song is a cunning one."

Chu Mingyang waved to Zhou Fuan to get on his carriage and have dinner with him.

"Secretary Chu, the Su family——"

"Don't worry about taking the things. Isn't the Song family an imperial merchant? We are government officials. It is only natural for imperial merchants to pay tribute to the government."

Chu Mingyang chuckled, "But our Ministry of Justice is the place that values ​​rules and laws the most, so naturally everything is done according to the rules. No one can be an exception. Besides, our God of War General has always been the most particular about strict military discipline."

Who said Chu Mingyang was just a useless playboy? Look, he is also a black-hearted person.

Zhou Fuan didn't say anything else, thinking to himself, it's said that the two young nobles in Beijing don't get along well, and the rumors are indeed true.

There are two major circles of young nobles in the capital. One is the circle of dandies headed by Chu Mingyang, the eldest grandson of the Right Prime Minister. They are fond of cockfighting, dog walking, visiting brothels, and are the troublemakers who get into fights.

The other is a circle of hard workers headed by the prince, with Su Zhenbei planning and Yan Shiba, the hero on the battlefield.

People in these two circles dislike each other.

In the past, Chu Mingyang was scolded by his grandfather at home every day, and he was a negative example of how all the ministers in the capital educated their children. Because the crown prince and the King of Yan were both members of the royal family, the ministers naturally did not dare to mention their names lightly. Therefore, when criticizing and educating their own children, the one they mentioned most was Su Zhenbei, the young god of war in the Zhenguo Mansion.

In a word, Chu Mingyang has lived in Su Zhenbei's shadow every day since he was a child.

Chu Mingyang chewed a mouthful of the crispy and tender chicken and looked at Zhou Fuan with a happy mood. "Zhou Dianyu, don't you think it would be a pity if Su Zhenbei's handsome face was beaten?"

"Secretary Chu, the King of Yan asked us to take care of--"

Before Zhou Fuan finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chu Mingyang, "Tell me, what good is it if this person is too successful? The prince is successful, but the emperor is jealous and even kills his own son. Yan Shiba is successful, right? He has no father or mother; Su Zhenbei is successful, right? The Duke of Zhenguo Mansion is powerful, right? The emperor is jealous of him and even uprooted him. Tell me, isn't it good for me? Eating, drinking and playing, isn't it comfortable? Look at me, I attract cats and dogs, and fight every day. But I'm living well. Tell me, if I were really as successful as Su Zhenbei, my grandfather would have lost my father, and if he also lost me, his only child, wouldn't he cry to death?"

What kind of crooked logic is this?

Zhou Fuan was stunned.

This third generation ancestor is really bold, he even dares to comment on the emperor. If someone with ulterior motives hears it, it would be a crime of disrespect.

"Don't look at me like that, don't worry. Even if I talk nonsense again, the old emperor won't bother me."

Chu Mingyang laughed wickedly.

"Because the old emperor likes people like me. Tell me, if the descendants of the famous families in the capital were all like me, how could there be disasters of family confiscation and extermination?"

Zhou Fuan was speechless.

He was a military general and had not received much education.

He couldn't refute Chu Mingyang, but he inexplicably felt that what he said was quite right.

Chu Mingyang had no intention of listening to Zhou Fuan. He picked up a piece of chicken and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Good-for-nothing children live longer. Wow, this chicken is so delicious."

"Well, this chicken is really good. Tell me, why am I in such a good mood today since I left the capital?"

After saying this, without waiting for Zhou Fuan to reply, he continued to talk to himself.

"You know, I have many brothers around me all year round. It's been three thousand miles since I left Beijing, and it's quite lonely without any acquaintances to play with. I hate eating alone the most."

"Secretary Chu, I will accompany you from now on—"

Before he could even utter the word "eat", Chu Mingyang's face directly appeared in front of Zhou Fuan, "I've thought about it. Isn't Su Zhenbei an acquaintance? In fact, we've been classmates for three years."

Chu Mingyang chuckled, "I want to have dinner with Su Zhenbei in the future."

"Then this——"

Zhou Fuan was born into a military family. The Duke of Zhenguo had nine generals in his family. The young general was the god of war of the Great Qi and a hero in his mind. When Chu Mingyang mentioned this, he was quite happy. He thought, this is good. On the one hand, he lived up to the trust of the King of Yan and took care of Su Zhenbei. On the other hand, he also fulfilled his wish.

But before he could finish his words, the smile on his face froze when he heard Chu Mingyang's next words.

"No matter how close we are classmates, we still have to abide by the rules. From now on, you bring Su Zhenbei to my place for dinner. I'll eat delicacies from land and sea, and he'll eat black-faced steamed buns. Hehe, Zhou Fuan, you said that Su Zhenbei is praised like that, a god in heaven, rare on earth. Will he drool when he sees me eating meat? Tell me, if he asks me to give him a piece of meat, should I give it to him or not? Hahahaha——"

Alas, looking at Chu Mingyang's face full of joy, Zhou Fuan sighed in his heart, alas, a playboy is a playboy. Look, I really don't understand. The right prime minister has been strategizing and loyal all his life; the minister of criminal law is vigorous and resolute. How could he give birth to such a naughty and ignorant child like Chu Siwu?

Only he could think of rushing Su Zhenbei by eating meat.

childish!

Su Zhenbei, who was missed by Chu Mingyang, was lying in the carriage at this time.

"Yan'er, thank you for your hard work."

Song Jinhe handed Su Mibao to Mrs. Su who was sitting in the car. Looking at Gu Yueyan who was checking Su Zhenbei's wound in the car, her heart was filled with gratitude and guilt.

"Mom, we as a family shouldn't say these polite words."

Gu Yueyan didn't show any shyness like a new bride.

"Mom, we don't have much time. Please arrange for everyone to eat quickly. Those who are injured can enter the carriage and I will check and rebandage them."

"Jin He, Yan'er is right. There are seventeen of us, young and old, and too many people are injured. We need to get them bandaged and checked quickly. We will have to stop on the road, and healthy people can't stand it, let alone the injured."

Old Madam Su was worried, but she didn't show it on her face.

"Mother, my elder brother brought the food, and my husband and the children are eating downstairs. But this injured——"

Song Jinhe became worried when this matter was mentioned.

How could she not worry? After coming out of the prison of the Ministry of Justice, she was too nervous during the escape, so she didn't feel anything. Now that she stopped, she looked at the whole family, young and old, and saw so many people injured, and her heart was tense.

"Second sister-in-law, I'm fine. I'll get off the car and walk. Let eldest sister-in-law and mother get in the car."

The carriage Song prepared today was not small, but Su Zhenbei was tall and had to lie flat, taking up most of the space. There were so many injured people at home that there was no room for them.