Gong 1 can only be with Gong 2

Yan Qinghe didn't expect Song Guanghui to have such admiration for Zhou Suyan.

"I thought you were afraid of him and hated him." Yan Qinghe saw that many people on the street were calling for the third prince. It seemed that Zhou Suyan's prestige in the hearts of the people in the capital was quite good.

"Hey, I was disappointed with him because I saw him not going out to fight and going crazy all day long, but now it's different, he's going to go out to fight again!" Song Guanghui said excitedly lying on the window While shouting that the third prince will win.

The people next to him also shouted, and the voices were connected and extended from one end of the street to the other end of the street, and the shouts shook the sky.

Sitting in the carriage, Yan Qinghe felt that he had become extremely small.

"Do you think the third prince can win? He hasn't fought in such a long time." Song Guanghui lowered his voice and asked worriedly.

"He will definitely win, he hasn't lost his skills yet." Yan Qinghe said with a smile.

"I think so too." Song Guanghui nodded vigorously, then lay down on the side of the car window and shouted again.

It's a pity that the shouting didn't last long before it was suppressed by the soldiers under control beating the gong.

"Young master, it is said that there are too many people, so let's not let them pass."

When they were almost at the gate of the city, Song Guanghui's people ran over and said that someone was controlling them from leaving the city, saying that there were too many people, which would affect the morale of the army.

"The fifth prince must have done this because he was afraid that the third prince would be too imposing. It's too despicable!" Song Guanghui said in a low voice, gritting his teeth.

Yan Qinghe looked at the strange light in Song Guanghui's eyes, stepped back and said, "This is normal, the fifth prince will definitely suppress the third prince if he wants to fight for the crown prince."

"You... you actually support the fifth prince?" Song Guanghui looked at Yan Qinghe injured, then nodded in understanding, and said, "It seems that after reunion, we really can't be friends!"

"What a mess, tell your people to go towards the west gate." After Yan Qinghe finished speaking, he told the coachman to take a detour.

"Isn't this the way to the pier?" Song Guanghui asked strangely.

Yan Qinghe ignored him and just told the carriage to go fast. After reaching the pier, Yan Qinghe called a light boat over.

"Ah! I see, you want to go around!" Song Guanghui yelled happily while sitting on the boat.

"Shut up! Don't turn my boat upside down." Yan Qinghe cursed, and Song Guanghui quietly gave Yan Qinghe a thumbs up.

"Boom boom boom!"

As the boat approached the shore, Yan Qinghe and the others could also hear the sound of war drums, each beat seemed to hit the heart, making people's breathing quicken.

"Over there!" Song Guanghui jumped off the boat and climbed along a hill.

Someone was already standing on that hill.

Yan Qinghe dragged Song Guanghui to a better hill on the other side.

"Let's go!" Song Guanghui hurriedly took big strides and ran.

Yan Qinghe also ran, his ears could not stop listening to the sound of the drums and soldiers shouting.

Between these two voices, it seemed that the servant was shouting vigorously.

Yan Qinghe's heart skipped a beat every time he heard it, he was sure it was Zhou Suyan's voice.

"Oops, they're leaving!" Song Guanghui yelled angrily when he was halfway up the climb, and looked at Yan Qinghe with some reproachful eyes.

Yan Qinghe pointed to the other side helplessly and said: "They will pass here, so they can see more clearly."

After hearing this, Song Guanghui crawled upwards desperately for a while.

"Who?!"

When they reached the top of the hill, they realized that there were even neatly dressed archers on it.

"It's me!" Song Guanghui hurriedly shouted in fright.

Yan Qinghe followed, and said, "Yan Qinghe from the Marquis Yan's residence is here to bid farewell to King Su."

"It's Young Master Yan."

One of the archers said something in surprise, then pointed to a place next to him and said, "Hide well, don't be discovered, or you will be arrested and imprisoned!"

Song Guanghui was so frightened that he nodded again and again, he followed Yan Qinghe and hid behind a big rock with a cat on his waist.

"Look, only Lord Su will arrange people here." Song Guanghui said with admiration in a low voice.

Yan Qinghe glanced at Song Guanghui speechlessly, and said, "But in this way, we won't be able to see anything."

"Ah?" Song Guanghui thought about it, and immediately showed disappointment.

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have waited for you. I'd go there first." Song Guanghui regretted it more and more.

Yan Qinghe looked at Song Guanghui dumbfounded, unable to say anything.

"Master Yan, you can come out now."

Fortunately, at the last moment, the two archers called Yan Qinghe and others over.

"It's a team!" Song Guanghui leaned forward and saw the vast army running over carrying several banners. They could see that it was only the end of the team.

But even so, it was still exciting. Song Guanghui clenched his fist and waved it a few times, but he didn't know what to shout.

He turned his head to look at Yan Qinghe, Yan Qinghe actually put his palms together and prayed over there.

Song Guanghui wanted to speak out, but after thinking about it, he immediately followed suit.

"This trip is sure to be a success." Yan Qinghe politely said a few words to the two archers and brought Song Guanghui down.

Song Guanghui looked at Yan Qinghe several times on the road, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't say it.

"What?" Yan Qinghe asked.

"Hey, I'm really sorry for being rude to Brother Yan several times just now." Song Guanghui thought of how crazy he was just now, and apologized again and again.

"It's okay, I don't care about these things." Yan Qinghe changed the subject after speaking, and took Song Guanghui to drink and tea.

"Brother Yan just got divorced, why don't I take you to a fun place?" Song Guanghui said while winking at Yan Qinghe.

As soon as Yan Qinghe saw him showing such an expression, he knew that he was going to some serious place, then he shook his head and said, "You just saw King Su's expedition, so it's not good to go there now, isn't it?"

"Hey, it's not the place you thought it was. It's just to see people and listen to music." Song Guanghui explained.

Yan Qinghe glanced at him, paused, and said, "Forget it, I still have a lot of things to do in my shop."

"Okay, okay, let's go to the restaurant to eat and drink now, and I'll talk about it when I get back." Song Guanghui quickly grabbed Yan Qinghe, and the two finally went to the restaurant to eat and drink.

In the restaurant, a storyteller was invited to tell a story, and Yan Qinghe heard that it was the period when Zhou Suyan joined the army at fifteen.

This paragraph was briefly written in the book, and now that the storyteller praised Zhou Suyan as if he was a god descending from the earth, he couldn't help laughing while sitting there.

"Okay!" Song Guanghui, who had joined the scene, applauded again and again, and threw the money bag over when he heard that the money bag was taken later.

Yan Qinghe looked dumbfounded, and said with a smile: "If you really have such a heart, wouldn't it be better to buy some food and grass for him next time?"

"Although I have such a heart, I am really afraid in front of the prince. I am afraid that if he rejects me, I will cry to death." Song Guanghui said hesitantly and a little shyly.

Seeing him like this, Yan Qinghe said in surprise: "You don't like Prince Su, do you?"

"Hey, it's not that I like it, it's just that I appreciate it. Do you understand? I was not a strong person since I was a child. Now when I see someone like Lord Su, I will inevitably feel admiration in my heart, but if I am asked to live with him Absolutely impossible." Song Guanghui said he was very clear about this.

Yan Qinghe nodded slightly, and said: "You are right, he is not interesting in life."

"It's not just boring, but it looks too fierce to me. I just like the kind of gentle ones, and the ones that tremble three times when you say a word are the best." Song Guanghui said to Yan Qinghe, this is a good man in the capital. What are the young masters?

Yan Qinghe also found it interesting to hear that this place is quite open to masculinity.

"Well, next time I will introduce you to each other and make some friends." Song Guanghui said generously.

Yan Qinghe replied vaguely, he didn't have that thought yet.

"Let's eat." After Yan Qinghe had a meal with Song Guanghui, Song Guanghui got excited after drinking a little wine, and asked someone to call the young lady to accompany him.

Yan Qinghe got up and said goodbye to go to work on his shop.

"boss."

When the manager Yan Qinghe was looking for saw Yan Qinghe coming, he hurriedly put down what he was doing and came over to salute.

Yan Qinghe waved his hands and looked at the workers in those shops who were busy moving things inside. It would probably take a few days for his eighteen shops to be renovated and tidied up.

Fortunately, he had prepared the goods in advance, and he could open the door for business after he had a good appearance.

"Some people have started asking for goods these days." The steward looked at Yan Qinghe in admiration and said.

Before Yan Qinghe's shop opened, quite a few people asked for things, as if they were in urgent need.

"Don't worry, we'll sell it when it's all done." Yan Qinghe went through each one carefully, so that he could rest assured.

"Master, you have worked too hard." Awang followed Yan Qinghe until almost midnight before returning to the mansion, said distressedly.

"What kind of hard work is this?" Yan Qinghe himself is a vigorous person. The more he works, the better he is. He can go through the affairs of the mansion once he returns to the mansion.

"Young master, please rest, you will be ill if you suffer like this." A Wang lay on the door and said as if crying: "If Lord Su sees this, he will not feel good."

"Squeak!"

The door of the room was suddenly opened by Yan Qinghe.

Awang raised his head and looked sadly at Yan Qinghe, Yan Qinghe slowly squatted down with a lantern in his hand, looked at Awang and said, "Do you have a problem with your mind because you read too many story books when you have nothing to do?"

"Young...young master?" Ah Wang saw that Yan Qinghe's eyes became dangerous, and suddenly felt that he might have said something wrong.

"In the future, if you talk nonsense again, I'll let you sweep the floor, remember?" Yan Qinghe asked Awang to fetch hot water for him with a lantern after he finished speaking.

The author has something to say:

Song Guanghui - Lord Su's career fan.

Awang—the cp fan of Li and Husband~