After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

"How long will he be locked up? Why didn't the wife of Marquis Yongchang send us a message?" The chief official in the government office had a worried look on his face, feeling that the working days were too hard to endure.

The chief clerk brought a bowl of cold tea to his boss and said, "Sir, calm down. Since the Marquis's wife hasn't said anything, we can just delay it."

No interrogation, no questioning. Isn't this what everyone is good at?

"That's all."

At the same time, this topic was being discussed enthusiastically in teahouses and taverns in Kyoto.

"I bet a hundred coins. Marquis Yongchang will be released within ten days!" The scholar-like man was delighted. He felt that opening this bet was like giving money away.

"The husband is the leader of the wife. No matter how eccentric the wife of Marquis Yongchang is, she would not dare to lock up a marquis forever! She has already gained enough face. She will stop at some point." The scholar's analysis was very logical.

Some people turned their eyes to Song Da who was sitting in the corner: "Song Da, what do you think?"

"I didn't place any bets. This looks like a fight between a husband and wife. Who knows if there's anything else going on?"

Song Da was very cautious. He would never waste a penny of his money before the Marquis's wife made her position clear!

"Hey, you are just too cautious. You always think that the wife of the Marquis of Yongchang is so great. When it comes down to it, she is just a woman."

A tea drinker joked.

In the private room on the second floor of Fuquan Teahouse, in addition to the three ladies who had been together for a long time, there was also the prince of Duke Ji.

The Prince of Jiguo sat carefree in the armchair, still feeling frightened: "Madam, I told you to learn more from Gu Nanxi in the past, but I was wrong. Don't learn from a tigress like this."

The young wife of Duke Jiguo was having her rare leisure time interrupted by her husband. She was unhappy in her heart, but smiled: "Could that person really be the Marquis of Yongchang?"

The Prince of Jiguo was so disappointed: "It was that loser! He has been fighting at the border for more than ten years, how could he be defeated by a woman? This is such a joke, it's embarrassing!"

The young lady of the Duke of Ji lowered her eyes and said gently, "So, all the adults and His Majesty actually know the true identity of that person?"

"That's natural. He's not a one-year-old child anymore. He's changed a lot in ten years."

The young lady of Duke Jiguo showed her true colors: "Then why don't you claim his identity for him?"

The prince of Jiguo almost spit out a mouthful of tea. His face turned red from choking, and he stammered, unable to explain the reason.

It was difficult for him to say it. Everyone was afraid of the wife of Marquis Yongchang and was afraid of disturbing her interest and ruining her plans, which would eventually bring disaster.

"It's better for a woman to stay at home and take care of her husband and children. Someone like you is great."

The young lady of Duke Ji smiled softly, but her eyes were filled with self-mockery: "I am very good."

Taking the initiative to take a concubine for her husband and take care of the illegitimate son. This is not good, how can it be better?

But judging from the husbands' behavior, men are nothing but bullies who only bully the weak and fear the strong.

There was silence in the private room for a while. Mrs. Niu, the general who guarded the country, did not like the prince's behavior, so she took her leave first.

The young wife of Duke Chen followed closely behind.

A good afternoon tea was ruined by a mess, which really spoiled the mood.

"In the past, I wanted to degrade my wife to the dust. Today, I think of my wife's kindness and am afraid that my wife will learn to be as aggressive as the marquis' wife. It's really despicable."

As soon as Mrs. Niu, the general who guards the country, walked out of the door of Fuquan Building, she was filled with indignation.

Young Madam Chen Guogang was in low spirits: "It's all his fault! He has no sense! He insisted on butting in on the ladies' gathering! It's as if he can't show himself."

The two were indignant and were about to go back home, but they saw a commotion at the end of the road.

"What happened?"

Mrs. Niu grabbed Song Da, who was full of excitement.

Song Da turned around and saw that it was Madam Niu. He suppressed his anxiety and said carefully, "The border guard has arrived in Kyoto."

"What's so new about this? Don't the garrisons in various places change every year?" Mrs. Niu didn't care.

"The key is that they also brought two groups of foreigners! One group looks similar to the people from the Central Plains, but they are more rugged, and there are only a few dozen of them."

"In the other moment, they were wrapped in long robes, with long cloth on their heads, deep eyebrows, high nose bridges, and beards. More importantly, they were riding camels!"

Kyoto has a developed economy, and there are always people of all kinds coming to Kyoto to do business, but it is rare to see people coming here under pressure from the army.

What's more, because Kyoto has extensive waterways, most merchants prefer to travel by water, as it can carry large amounts of cargo, is convenient, and is highly safe.

Very few people travel all the way to Kyoto on camels.

Mrs. Niu had nothing to do anyway, so she thought of joining in the fun.

Visitors from outside the region were stopped at the south gate of Kyoto.

They were directly shocked by the magnificent and towering city walls before them.

One by one, they got off their camels very obediently and lined up to wait for their identities to be verified.

As for the soldiers at the border, they camped at designated locations outside the city.

"Where are you from?" the gatekeeper asked the deputy general curiously.

"Border."

"Our Great Zhou has a vast territory. Which border are you from? Whose army do you belong to?"

The deputy general looked a little embarrassed, but he finally closed his eyes and said coldly, "Marquis Yongchang."

Fortunately, the soldiers guarding the city did not ask too many questions, but only muttered to themselves: "The name Yongchang Hou has appeared quite frequently recently. Everyone claims to be the Yongchang Hou."

"What's up with these foreigners?"

Deputy General: "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."

"Even if I don't ask, by the time you meet His Majesty, everyone in Kyoto will know within half a day."

The soldiers at the gate checked that the foreigners did not carry any dangerous weapons and let them pass.

"Wow! Jiligua!"

"Malala, malala, bang!"

As soon as they entered the inner city, the foreigners were dazzled by the prosperity of Kyoto. They felt that two eyes were not enough and wished their parents had given them a few more pairs of eyes.

The leader in white robes saw an old beggar in tattered clothes and holding a broken bowl in the crowd, and he kindly gave the beggar a penny.

Unexpectedly, the old beggar seemed to be greatly humiliated. He took out two cents from the torn pocket on his waist and stuffed them all into the white-robed man's hand, along with the one cent given by the white-robed man.

Then he snorted coldly: "I am a citizen of the Great Zhou, and I only accept charity from the Great Zhou!"

Then, he walked away.

The expression on the man in white robe's face was confused at first, then turned into excitement, and finally into excitement.

"My dears, this Great Zhou is so wealthy! We must stay here!"

"So this is the country of Seres!"

"The records of the ancients are indeed correct! Seris is vast and has a large population. The Seris people are civilized, gentle, fair, and live a simple life!"

“This will be our second home from now on!”