Become a prince's little ancestor

Leng Jilin knew that it was inappropriate to kill him first, but he knew better that it would be even more difficult for the magistrate Su to come to Beijing to try to kill him. When the time comes, there will be widespread grievances among the people. Now the first thing he thinks about is how to appease the people, not what to do when he returns to Beijing .

Hua Yiyou has been staying in the restaurant and is about to leave. He managed it all by himself, but now he is a bit reluctant, even though the restaurant has not been of much use.

Leaving the restaurant, the restaurant heard rumors in the streets and alleys that the Night King was going to kill the prefect, and the person who embezzled the disaster relief funds and caused so many people to starve to death was the prefect, and the street was very lively for a while.

"came back."

"My lord, if we just killed the magistrate, how can we return to Beijing?"

"If you don't kill him, you won't be able to kill him when you go back." Leng Jilin also acted helplessly.

"For the sake of this, the emperor does not distinguish between black and white, and wants to kill you with all his heart."

"If it weren't for me, the lieutenant general wouldn't die either." Thinking of the death of the lieutenant general, Leng Jilin was heartbroken again.

"Yiyou, after returning to Beijing, you should go back to your Shangshu Mansion first."

"What is this called? What do you mean I should go back to the Shangshu Mansion."

"It's extremely dangerous to return to Beijing this time, and I'm afraid I'll hurt you." Leng Jilin was afraid that something would happen to Hua Yiyou, so he really had to turn back.

"Since I married you, I was born in the same quilt and died in the same hole, so what are you afraid of?" Hua Yiyou was very dissatisfied with Leng Jilin driving him away.

"Thank you, Yiyou." Leng Jilin's voice softened.

"No matter what happens, I will never leave."

"Well, don't leave."

At daybreak, the area around the execution site was full of people. Zhifu and Su Jin were brought to the execution site.

"Everyone, the magistrate is corrupt, and the king personally supervised the beheading." Before noon, he ordered the guards to behead several people.

Leng Jilin has been busy for a month by opening warehouses to release grain and repairing dams to prevent the next flood.

Several people set off to return to Beijing, this time Leng Jilin did not let Hua Yiyou ride a horse, but changed the carriage, who knew that this carriage almost killed Hua Yiyou.

A group of people stopped and went, and when they were about to enter Beijing, a group of people appeared, and rushed towards the carriage regardless. Leng Jilin knew that the return to Beijing would not be so smooth this time, and he had already prepared, but he did not expect that this time It was not him who helped others to attack, but Hua Yiyou in the carriage.

There were continuous cold arrows shooting at the carriage, startling the horse, and the horse ran like crazy, and Hua Yiyou was taken away before she could get off the carriage.

"Protect the princess." Leng Jilin roared angrily.

Xiao Qi chased the carriage and ran over, but unfortunately the carriage was too fast, when he caught up with it, the carriage fell apart, Hua Yiyou was thrown far away, and passed out in a coma.

Xiao Qi hid leisurely with her flowers.

After Leng Jilin and the others dealt with these dead servants, Xiao Qi carried him out.

"My lord, the princess was injured and passed out."

Leng Jilin picked up Hua Yiyou, helped him onto the horse, and hurried into the city. Hua Yiyou vomited a few mouthfuls of blood on the way. Leng Jilin went straight to the palace and found the doctor who was closest to the palace. Panting: "Are you trying to save people, or are you trying to kill people?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Leng Jilin looked at the person lying on the bed, his face getting worse and worse.

"Let me take a look." The doctor rolled Hua Yiyou's eyelids, looked at Hua Yiyou's tongue, and took Hui's pulse again.

Leng Jilin waited impatiently, walking up and down the room: "How is it?" Leng Jilin asked eagerly.

"Hard to say."

"It's hard to say what it is." Leng Jilin's limbs were stiff.

"This young master suffered a severe head injury, as well as an injury in his abdomen. I'm not very educated, I'm afraid he won't be able to save him."

If you can't be saved, you don't even want to get out alive.

"You, even if this is the palace, you have to be reasonable."