Zhang Wuji naturally agreed with Zhou Zhiruo's proposal.
Jinyang was the birthplace of his dynasty, and his Ming Dynasty was established here.
Now, although I am about to leave, it is still very necessary to revisit the old place, not to mention that there is a beautiful woman by my side.
Perhaps Zhang Wuji himself did not realize that no matter how big the difficulties he encountered, as long as Zhou Zhiruo was by his side, he could calm down.
…
Two hours later, when it was getting dark, the two of them returned to their own government office.
At this moment, several carriages had already stopped there.
In addition to the carriage, there are also two hundred guards with high martial arts skills.
After seeing Zhang Wuji, Zhao Linger hurriedly greeted him: "Young Master, you are finally back. I thought you and Sister Zhiruo were going somewhere to have fun again."
Zhang Wuji said embarrassedly: "Sister, am I as greedy as you say?"
After hearing this, Zhao Linger smiled and said, "So what if you're a little greedy? There are so many sisters here. I don't believe I can't feed you enough."
"However, it's already late today. You've been exhausted from the city affairs over the past two days. You should go and rest in the carriage first. You won't be needed for the next things."
Zhou Zhiruo said: "The affairs in the city are not too tiring, but the women in the city have caused great harm to this enemy."
After hearing this, Zhao Linger couldn't help but burst out laughing and said, "Sister Zhiruo, look at what you said. You are the one who causes the most harm to the young master."
"As long as you stay away from the young master, I'm afraid that even if he lives to be a hundred years old, it will be considered a premature death."
Zhou Zhiruo glared at Zhao Linger fiercely: "It's hard to say who harmed whom. You know what you have done. We will have to settle some accounts sooner or later."
Zhao Linger laughed and said, "You little slut, how dare you say such tough words to your sister? Okay, I'll wait and see who will have the last laugh between the two of us."
Zhou Zhiruo was too lazy to talk nonsense with Zhao Linger. She pulled Zhang Wuji's arm and said, "My dear, let's go to bed. I'm a little sleepy now."
But at this moment, Zhao Linger grabbed Zhang Wuji's arm and said, "Master, this won't do. Although we have only been back in Jinyang for two days, you haven't had a good time with your sister Buhui in these two days."
"Tonight, you can sleep with sister Buhui without any worries. We are the women driving the coach, so you can sleep peacefully. There is nothing to be embarrassed about."
Zhou Zhiruo glared at Zhao Linger fiercely: "What do you mean, old woman? What do you mean you can sleep more peacefully? You have something else to say."
Zhao Linger smiled and said, "I didn't say anything with hidden meaning. It's obvious that you are overthinking it. You are dirty yourself, but you always imagine others to be the same as you."
Zhou Zhiruo was speechless for a while, but when she thought about it carefully, there was nothing wrong with Zhao Linger doing this.
Zhang Wuji is no longer hers alone. As the imperial family says, everyone should be treated equally. If you think about it, it is time for him to accompany Yang Buhui.
Zhou Zhiruo sighed and said to Zhang Wuji, "My dear, you can sleep in a carriage with Sister Buhui tonight, but you really can't go too far. Be careful of your body. You still have a long way to go. If you exhaust yourself, we sisters will have to be widows for the rest of our lives."
Zhang Wuji never expected that Zhou Zhiruo would say such a thing.
Even someone as thick-skinned as Zhang Wuji felt a little embarrassed.
Zhang Wuji said: "Zhiruo, what's wrong with you now? You are talking incoherently and I can't understand what you are saying. I guess you are very tired recently. You should find a place to rest."
Zhou Zhiruo was stunned for a moment: "You don't understand what I'm saying, you..."
Zhao Linger hurriedly pushed Zhang Wuji to the side of Yang Buhui, and then pulled Zhou Zhiruo's wrist: "Sister Zhiruo, are you done yet? The young master is the king of a country. Look at what you said just now. Even if you exhaust yourself, the young master will never exhaust himself."
"You'd better get on the bus and rest quickly. Sleep for a few hours first. In the second half of the night, you can catch the bus, and then it's my turn to rest."
…
In the darkness of night, Zhao Linger drove a carriage towards Daxing Prefecture.
It was not until noon on the third day that Zhao Min's troops arrived at the city of Jinyang.
But when Zhao Min saw the city that she had just abandoned not long ago, she couldn't help but feel a little confused.
"Quiet, too quiet."
She turned to Han Yulou and said, "Master, this is not right. Why can't I see anyone?"
Han Yulou looked at the open city gate and felt a little confused.
"Could it be an empty city plan?"
Zhao Min sneered: "Empty City Strategy? Zhang Wuji doesn't have the ability of Zhuge Liang, not to mention, I am not Sima Yi."
Han Yulou thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, please wait here for a while. I will go into the city alone to take a look."
Zhao Min quickly said, "Master, be careful."
Han Yulou nodded in agreement and flew away.
But only a moment later, Han Yulou returned to Zhao Min and said, "Your Majesty, this city can now be called an empty city."
Zhao Min said in disbelief: "What did you say? An empty city? How is that possible? Jinyang is such a big city, could Zhang Wuji just give it up?"
"Is there not a single Ming army soldier in this city?"
Han Yulou said: "Not to mention the Ming army soldiers, there are only a few civilians left in the city."
After hearing this, Zhao Min suddenly felt a sense of trance.
But just when she was about to fall off the horse, Han Yulou supported her and said, "Your Majesty, you are the king of a country. You must not harm your health because of anger."
Han Yulou quickly placed his hand on Zhao Min's palm.
Afterwards, he poured a powerful internal force into Zhao Min's body.
After being nourished by this internal force, Zhao Min's complexion became slightly rosier.
Finally, Han Yulou gently placed two fingers on Zhao Min's pulse on her wrist. However, his expression changed instantly: "Your Majesty, you are injured!"
Zhao Min quickly said, "Master, please speak softly so the soldiers don't hear you."
Han Yulou said nervously: "This old slave deserves to die, but Your Majesty, when did your body become like this? You have serious internal injuries, and all five internal organs have been damaged."
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