Consort, she is reborn

It has been three days since Mingda and his party left Pingliang.

Firstly, Pingliang lost the county magistrate and county lieutenant, so some arrangements had to be made.Second, it has been a long time since Mingda was assassinated, and the news in Maozhou is too little from the Di Bao, so another person has to be sent to inquire.Thirdly, it will take time for Lian Jingyao to discuss the future with her subordinates.

In the end, Lian Jingyao didn't want to leave Wang Yingqiu, who had just lost her father, alone, and couldn't bear to worry about it.So in these three days, he hastily arranged the funeral for Wang Xianwei.

As soon as the three days passed, Lian Jingyao really rushed to defect with more than half of Lianjiazhai's staff.

Wu Dangjia walked among the crowd and murmured: "I fell in love with Mr. Tang at the first glance in Piaoxianglou. I thought she was born with a good-looking talent and full of talents. She must not be a mediocre person. You see, I guessed right, right? He is a high-ranking official at such a young age."

Many brothers echoed his words and praised him for his foresight, and only Liangliang, the third master who followed Tang Zhao with him at the beginning, said: "I didn't miss it. Back then we wanted to tie up the master. But look now...do you dare to mention this?!"

Don't dare, dare not, everyone shook their heads in unison - when the "little daughter-in-law" was raised in the small building, they saw that the relationship between the two was extraordinary, and the second leader looked down on Tang Zhao very much because of this.It's good now, the "little daughter-in-law" has suddenly turned into the eldest princess, no matter whether the two are in love with each other or not, they don't talk about arguing, and they don't even dare to have that kind of thought again.

There was a cold word from the third master, and these bandits who were suddenly recruited finally settled down.To say that they are worried about their future is true, but they are not too anxious.After all, although Tang Zhao, the military adviser, has not been working for a long time, everyone is used to having meat with her, and with Lian Jingyao as the leader, it feels no different from the old days.

Mingda had been recuperating in Lianjiazhai for half a month, but this was the first time she had actually seen so many bandits.The people standing loosely looked less majestic than the imperial guards, but thinking about it, this group of people saved themselves from the assassins, and they felt inexplicably at ease.

In front of everyone in the Lianjiazhai, Her Highness the Princess was naturally able to hold back, and said some words to boost morale in a high-sounding manner, and finally promised: "We will wait for this matter, and if you are willing, you can follow me back to Beijing. I have a future to arrange for you. But if you don’t want to be happy in the world, I also have a thousand gold rewards, and I would like to thank you for your help.”

Bandits are very pragmatic

Well, it's fine to listen to the high-sounding words, and it's true that the benefits on the bright side are satisfactory.

After a few lectures, he could barely win people's hearts, and then rectify and rectify the remnants of the forbidden army, he could barely go on the road.

Mingda sat in the recovered carriage, and did not dare to whisper a few words to Tang Zhao until he was on the road: "We will go to Maozhou this way, and the guard of honor is not to be expected, just this group of bandits outside... Do you think we look like a mountain?" Your Majesty brought his men out to patrol the mountains?!"

Tang Zhao was amused by her description, and immediately pointed to the back in a serious manner, and replied, "Don't talk nonsense, we are not the king of the mountain. The king of the mountain is obviously in the carriage behind."

Mingda also laughed, she didn't expect Lian Jingyao to be able to persuade Wang Yingqiu to take her away at such a time.In this way, Lian Jingyao will naturally have someone to accompany her, and she no longer has to worry about someone robbing her of Tang Zhao's attention.

Maozhou is not far from Pingliang, and it can be reached in two days at a fast pace. The guard of honor is a little slower, and three to five days is enough.

This time, Mingda did not encounter assassination again, and his journey was lacklustre, only letters and official documents were sent incessantly—there were news from Maozhou, reactions from the entire Southwest, and official documents from all the way from central Beijing.

Mingda was forced to bury her head in the copybook again, but this time she didn't work honestly by herself, but relied on Tang Zhao.

At this time, Mingda was holding a document in his hand, watching his body suddenly tilted, and he directly tilted into Tang Zhao's arms.The latter helplessly supported her, and asked as usual: "What's the matter?"

Mingda hummed twice, and covered the document on his face, leaving only a pair of black and white eyes: "This carriage shakes badly, I feel dizzy and dizzy after reading the document for a long time. Brother A Ting, can you lend me your trust? "

While talking, she blinked at Tang Zhao, acting coquettishly.

How could Tang Zhao bear it?Immediately, he not only lent her his soft arms to rely on, but also took the document from her face in a considerate manner, and began to read to her in a low voice when she saw that she didn't stop her.

Tang Zhao's voice was gentle, neither fast nor slow.No matter how boring official business was read by her, it was inexplicably interesting to her ears, and most of the fatigue in her heart dissipated in an instant.

When Tang Zhao finished reading an official document, Mingda lay in her arms with his eyes closed as if falling asleep, but consciously pulled out the next official document to continue.Seeing her acting like a fool for granted, Tang Zhao was really angry and funny. He closed the document in his hand and tapped on her head, then took the document in her hand and continued to read the next article.

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Ban Mingda would not go too far, asking Tang Zhao to read two or three documents, guessing that the other party should be tired, so he stopped continuing.She would cheer up and leave Tang Zhao's embrace reluctantly, and then continue to struggle with official affairs with a sad face.

Of course, apart from dizziness, Her Royal Highness also has many other reasons.For example, if you are hungry and thirsty, or if your waist is sore from sitting for a long time, your hands are sore from writing for a long time, your legs are sore from not moving for a long time...all of them have to be coquettish. Sometimes Tang Zhao will ignore her when she is annoyed by her, but more often Still willing to pamper her and enjoy it.

The relationship between the two became more and more harmonious, and Mingda occasionally held official documents to discuss countermeasures with Tang Zhao, or asked Tang Zhao for advice when he was undecided.Tang Zhao always knows everything when asked, and when the two have different opinions, they will argue a few words.

Mingda's carriage was guarded by the most loyal imperial guards, and occasionally he heard a few words from inside the carriage, all arguing about business matters.So some of the imperial guards who were full of gossip when they saw the eldest princess riding with Tang Changshi were ashamed, thinking that they had misunderstood the two of them.They don't know that the two people's argument is just an argument, and after the argument is over, how sticky they should be and how sticky they should be, even worse.

All in all, the journey was fairly smooth, until the team got closer and closer to Maozhou, and the disasters caused by the earthquake were gradually revealed to everyone-empty villages, collapsed houses, and few families could be seen in the car for half a day.

Tang Zhao looked at it for a while, then put down the car curtain to block the cold wind blowing outside: "This is not only a natural disaster, but also a man-made | disaster."

Mingda saw the desolation outside, so he didn't have the mood to play around anymore.She sat in the carriage with her knees hugged, holding a charcoal clip in her hand, picked up a piece of silver charcoal, and threw it into the burning brazier in front of her: "The earthquake is only a temporary disaster. If the rescue is timely, people trapped by the house can be rescued." If it is handled properly, the plague can be avoided as much as possible after the disaster. When the earthquake occurs after the autumn harvest, the food dug up can survive the winter. They can even rebuild the house at this time. How can it be so troublesome? !"

Seeing the new charcoal pouring into the pot and sparks rising, Mingda suddenly looked up at Tang Zhao, and asked her, "Is the morals of this world really so bad? It's just a natural disaster, and a few people's words provoked a whole city to rebel!"

Hearing the words, Tang Zhao looked over and happened to meet Mingda who was looking up. For some reason, he suddenly felt distressed.She raised her hand to pin a stray strand of hair from the sideburns behind Mingda's ear, and said softly, "No, this world is very good, at least what I saw along the way from the capital to the southwest is very good." She said. Wan sighed: "But Mingda, even in a peaceful and prosperous age, people's desires can't be filled."

Mingda has always been easy to coax, and the slightest sadness in his heart was also soothed by Tang Zhao's gentle words.

After a long time, Mingda suddenly asked: "Brother Ating, do you know something?"

Tang Zhao paused, then asked her, "What do you think I should know?"

Mingda couldn't answer, but she could see that Tang Zhao was hiding something from herself, and she couldn't ask any more questions, because she also kept many things from him.If one day they can confess all their secrets to each other, maybe they will truly return to their youth, to the time when they were full of hearts and eyes only for each other... But this is too difficult.

Tang Zhao didn't look at Mingda, and he didn't seem surprised by her silence.She fiddled with the thick curtains of the car windows, and from time to time a little slit was exposed to blow a bit of cold wind, which just happened to dispel the dull heat in the carriage.

After a while, Tang Zhao withdrew his hand and said, "I don't know how much you remember, but there is someone I want to ask, do you still remember?"

Mingda subconsciously asked, "Who is it?"

Tang Zhao didn't raise his head, and said, "Your son, Song Zhen."

When Mingda heard this, her brows twitched subconsciously, and she immediately threw aside the charcoal clip that she had been playing with in her hand: "I'm not, I don't have one, where did my son come from? Even though his surname is Song...but it's definitely not my son!"

Tang Zhao was confused by her eagerness to explain. He still remembered that the other party was so calm and breezy before admitting, but there was no explanation at all-this made Tang Zhao wonder for a moment, whether he was thinking too much. Wrong, Mingda didn't recover her memory at all, or did she just remember a little bit as she said?

Her sluggish appearance was too obvious, but Mingda's eagerness to explain was even more urgent.

Seeing Tang Zhao's silence, he thought she didn't believe her, so Mingda gritted his teeth and said, "Where is this rumor? I haven't married you yet, where did my son come from?!" After speaking, he remembered something, and added: "No, it is impossible to have a son by marrying you."

Hearing the words, Tang Zhao turned back and forth in his heart, looked at Mingda with complicated eyes, and murmured repeatedly: "Marry me..."

Mingda blushed slightly, and his eyes were a little shy, but he still said loudly: "Of course I marry you, otherwise, who else would there be? There was none before, not now, and never will be in the future." After speaking, he pursed his lips, and his voice Younger: "If I have a child, it must be yours, and no one else is allowed except you." After speaking, her face became even redder.

Tang Zhao stared at her for a while, then suddenly said

: "If I say I have seen him, what if I say I don't believe it?"

Mingda didn't seem to expect her to say this, and her cheeks puffed out in annoyance. Then she blushed even more when she thought of something, and whispered a few words in Tang Zhao's ear.When she finished speaking and backed away, Tang Zhao couldn't help but blushed.

The author has something to say: Tang Zhao (serious): What if I say I don’t believe it?

Mingda (with erratic eyes): If you don’t believe me, just try it.

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