Pseudo master, she just wants to live

Chapter 265
Changxi is only [-] miles away from Daxiang Capital, and not far from Changxi City, it is the boundary of Kyoto. The official roads are much wider than other places, and the snow has been cleared and paved a lot straw.

Pedestrians and carriages were hurrying to and fro on the road, and postmen galloped by on horseback from time to time.

There are teahouses and restaurants every short distance along the way, and there are enthusiastic guys standing at the door to solicit customers and sell goods.

Fang Yao and his convoy did not go fast all the way, and finally arrived at the legendary Daxiang Capital at noon.

Everyone has gained a lot of knowledge after wandering all the way, but after all, it is the first time to come to Kyoto, and everyone is very novel.

The curtains of the car were all lifted, and adults and children scrambled to poke their heads out and look outside.

The tall and majestic bluestone wall is about five feet high. There are dragon flags flying on the city tower, and there are three large arches below, with people on both sides and vehicles in the middle.

The huge stone plaque on the city gate is engraved with the words "Jiu'an City".

"It's no wonder everyone yearns for the capital city. Our small Tucheng in Liyang County is nothing compared to here."

"Why do I feel like a dream, we have come to the capital..."

Fang Yao felt the same emotion in her heart. When she traveled to Daxiang, she was full of thoughts of coming to the capital to make money, but now that she really came, her mood was extremely complicated.

There is a lot of traffic and people's voices. It is obviously a peaceful and prosperous ancient metropolis, but in her eyes at this time, it is undercurrents and turbulent.

Entry and exit in the capital is strict, and outsiders must have a pass document. Fang Yao and his team have a long convoy, and they have attracted the attention of the guards before they approached.

"Who is coming?"

Fan Chen took out the ultimatum and said loudly: "Minister of the Ministry of War and Comforter, return to Beijing to report on your duties."

The soldier saw that the coachman had an extraordinary demeanor, and his words were neither humble nor overbearing. After looking at him carefully, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, and hurriedly turned back to inform his officer.

"Princess, you are back, you are really worrying Miscellaneous..."

Fang Yao's body froze slightly. Isn't this shrill voice that is neither yin nor yang, the head of the Golden Pavilion that I just talked about with Fan Chen this morning? !
She hurriedly followed the sound and saw the Chief of the Golden Pavilion in a vermilion official uniform coming out of the crowd, ignoring her and Fan Chen, and walking straight towards the carriage behind.

After a while, Princess Seven's slightly annoyed voice came from behind.

"I'll go back myself!"

"Don't touch me, I'll go by myself."

Fang Yao knew in her heart that these people might have known the whereabouts of the Seventh Princess and were waiting here specially.

After a while, the Seventh Princess got out of the car without any reluctance, and walked towards the city gate, followed by the head of the Golden Pavilion who was strolling in the courtyard.

"Brother Chen, sister Yao, come to the palace to accompany me earlier, it's so boring there..."

When they passed by, Seventh Princess looked at them pitifully, pouted and said.

Without waiting for the two to reply, the Chief of the Golden Pavilion behind smiled slightly and said meaningfully: "Princess, don't worry, you will meet again soon."

Fang Yao's heart skipped a beat, and she secretly exchanged glances with Fan Chen. The latter patted the back of her hand comfortingly, and said calmly, "What the elder Ge said is that the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven For such an important event, it is naturally impossible for me to be absent."

The head of the Golden Pavilion nodded, and then looked Fang Yao up and down with his long narrow eyes. The latter frowned slightly. The eunuch's eyes made her very uncomfortable.

After a while, the head of the Golden Pavilion looked away from Fang Yao's face, turned his head and gave Fan Chen a weird smile, and said: "Master Fan really has the ability, the national teacher will be very pleased."

Fang Yao keenly felt Fan Chen's body stiffen slightly.

"Okay, okay, hurry up, didn't you say that daddy misses me?"

Seventh Princess was in a bad mood, and impatiently urged the Chief of the Golden Pavilion, who nodded to Fan Chen again before snapping his fingers.

An exquisite and luxurious carriage came from the city gate, followed by two women who looked like court ladies.

"Respectfully sending Princess Changli back to the palace—"

The head of the Golden Pavilion yelled in a shrill voice, and the noisy surroundings suddenly became silent. All the common people stopped and knelt down, shouting "Princess, thousand years old, thousand years old".

Fang Yao and the members of the Li clan were a little dumbfounded for a moment, and the seventh princess hurriedly turned her head and shouted: "I promise you don't have to kneel!"

Fang Yao: "..."

The seventh princess got into the carriage with the help of the maid, and a group of guards followed her left and right.

People got up one after another, and the surroundings became noisy again.

"Ah, was that Princess Changli just now? I heard that she was almost captured by the rebels in the fief!"

"Yes, I heard from the captured rebels that a large number of troops came to rescue the princess, but after checking, there was no such army at all!"

"Ah? Who saved the princess..."

As they spoke, they looked at Fang Yao and the others. Fan Chen flicked the reins and said "drive", and the carriage slowly drove into the city.

The rammed earth road turned into a flat and open stone road, and the horseshoes stepped on it and made a crisp "crack" sound.

"hiss……"

Jiang's painful groans came from the carriage behind him.

Fang Yao hurriedly turned back and got back into the carriage, and saw Jiang Shi was leaning on the carriage with her forehead covered, Dabao and Xiaomei were also blindfolded, obviously woken up by the "Princess Thousand Years" outside just now.

"Sister? How do you feel?"

Fang Yao asked in a low voice, for Jiang's body, there were several layers of thick and soft blankets in the carriage, and she was not walking fast.

"Second sister..."

Jiang raised her head following the sound, but her eyes were dull, "Where am I?"

Fang Yao's heart tightened, but this time, she was already prepared, and said slowly: "The capital, we have arrived in the capital."

Surprised on Jiang's face, she opened her mouth slightly: "Ah... what about Jiang and Jiang Lang?"

"Jiang Wenjie may come to the capital, so don't worry too much. Fan Chen said that there are great doctors here, so you can rest assured to recuperate first, and don't think too much about other things for the sake of the child."

Fang Yao carefully observed Jiang Shi's expression while talking, and found that her eyes were not as simple as apathetic, but had no focus at all, and only moved according to the direction of her voice.

She felt a little astringent, thinking that everything Jiang did was actually for her own children. If it wasn't for her illness, she might never have anything to do with Jiang Wenjie again in this life.

"well……"

Jiang's eyes were moist, "Second sister, just don't blame me."

Fang Yao took a deep breath, and gently embraced Dabao and Xiaomei.

The convoy headed east all the way, crossed the bustling main road, turned into a narrow street, and stopped at the back door of a yard after half an hour.

This is Fan Chen's residence in the capital. There is a three-entry courtyard with complete facilities, only an old servant and a servant guarding the house.

Li Fugui acted as a temporary housekeeper, and everyone had a clear division of labor, feeding the horses, boiling water, chopping firewood and cooking, and the cold courtyard suddenly became lively.

Fang Yao sat in the room, caressing the mask that was already in good condition, and gently put it on her face.

There were laughter and laughter in the courtyard, but who could see the thick black fog in the sky, slowly covering the whole city...

Suddenly, drums and gongs were played outside.

"The decree arrives—"

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(End of this chapter)