After transmigrating into a book, she became the farmer's wife of the villain

Chapter 99
A group of people rushed into the capital, looking at the uncontrolled scene around them, instantly at a loss.

The purpose of their arrival in the capital is to be resettled by the government, but now it seems that the government does not care about them.

Where should a large group of them go, and everyone felt very at a loss.

The courage of the village head and patriarch to lead the whole village to escape from the famine was gone, and now they could only look at Jun Buhuan who was standing aside, full of hope.

"Young master, what do you think we should do now?"

If the government doesn't arrange them, they have no place to stay.

"Let's see how the government handles it first. If it doesn't handle it, I will find a way."

Today's court seems to be worse than previous life.

Jun Buhuan hugged the person in his arms tightly, frowning and looking forward.

After entering the city, Melomei struggled to get down from his arms and hid behind Jun Buhuan.

She took out a mask and put it on, so she was worried that Jun Buhuan would be recognized and she would become his weakness.

Just took it for a while, and soon an official came.

I saw a group of officials coming around surrounded by a young horse.

The boy is riding on a tall horse, and it is pleasing to the eye from a distance.

As they got closer, everyone was terrified, and someone couldn't help exclaiming: "It's His Royal Highness?"

When the prince and his son came, everyone was surprised.

"His Royal Highness, thousand years old, thousand years old."

When had everyone seen such a scene, now when they met Jun Yuelin, they immediately knelt down.

Melomei hides behind Jun Buhuan, trying to shrink her figure as small as possible.

As a modern person, she is very resistant to this kind of etiquette of kneeling at every turn.

As an ancient person, she had to succumb to power, after all, her arms couldn't hold her back, and she had to do as the Romans did.

Everyone knelt down, and only one stood at the entrance, looking at the boy on the horse with a blank expression.

Of course, the little girl behind him was blocked, and the people in front couldn't see it, so they thought he was the only one who didn't kneel.

"Who is bold? Why don't you worship His Highness the Crown Prince?"

An official next to the prince stood up and shouted angrily.

He came out with the prince to deal with the refugee incident.

Jun Buhuan looked at the other party: "Who is this king, you don't need to comment, but who you are, this king has written it down."

When the official heard this, he became anxious, and pointed at the person who did not kneel: "What a coward, you dare to pretend to be a member of the royal family, and you should be executed as a crime."

In their view, the dignity of the royal family cannot be violated, otherwise it would be disrespectful, but he ignored one point, that is, the person he was referring to was also a member of the royal family.

"presumptuous!"

After Jun Buhuan finished speaking, a black figure suddenly rushed out from the side, and for a moment, the official's finger dropped.

"what……"

The officer looked at the invisible fingers and screamed.

The others were about to draw their swords, but when they saw the face of the man in black, they were terrified, "Yes, they are the criminal guards."

Everyone knows that Huanxiao Wangye has a guard named Xingshang who can't see the dragon from head to tail.

Huan is the title of Jun Buhuan.

After Xing Shang chopped off the official's finger with a sword, he quietly retreated behind Jun Buhuan without saying a word.

"You... are you the Nineteenth Emperor's Uncle?"

Jun Yuelin used to be riding a horse on the ground, enjoying the kowtow and shouting of thousands of people, but now he suddenly saw Xing Shang appearing, and immediately guessed that the ugly person in front of him was his nineteenth imperial uncle—Jun Buhuan.

There was a change in the plan, and Jun Buhuan was too lazy to make excuses, so he said coldly: "Heh...haven't you been forcing me to show up? Now that I'm here, why, the prince and nephew don't welcome me?"

"You...you, really the Nineteenth Emperor's Uncle?"

Jun Yuelin was so surprised that he hurriedly got off his horse.

He never dreamed that the person he had been trying to win over was this big devil.

When Jun Buhuan said "I'm the king", there was a gasp all around.

Someone raised his head secretly: "Ah, this is Little Prince Huan. I heard that he is very handsome. Why is he now..." He looks ordinary?
Someone who had seen the notice saw Jun Buhuan's face and said, "Hey, why does this little Prince Huan look different from the arrest warrant? Isn't he a traitor? How dare you come to Beijing?"

Someone nearby immediately reminded: "Hey, don't talk nonsense, be careful to lose your head."

"Now that the drought has not been resolved, who cares whether the arrest warrant is not wanted, and traitors are not traitors." Someone analyzed it realistically.

Jun Buhuan didn't respond to everyone's discussion or not, and just glanced at Jun Yuelin expressionlessly, and said coldly: "Why, the prince and nephew don't know the emperor uncle after seeing each other for a few years?"

"There's nothing there, it's because I'm so happy to see Uncle Huang."

Jun Yuelin bit the word happy, and said inadvertently: "I heard that the emperor's uncle betrayed the country, and the emperor issued a wanted order. There was news that the emperor's uncle had passed away, so he withdrew the arrest order. Now it seems that... ..."

"Seeing that the king is not dead, so you are not happy?"

Jun Buhuan sneered and said: "Whether you sell your country or not, that's just a word from the emperor, but this king is really curious, who is a traitor who betrayed his country and murdered more than [-] border brothers, and instead put this crime on me. "

His eyes swept over a group of princelings: "If this king catches who is framed, he will be punished by his nine clans."

These words contain too much information, causing all the soldiers and crabs on the ground to want to cover their ears tightly, pretending not to hear them.

Jun Yuelin pulled the corners of his mouth and nodded in agreement, "Such a rebellious person dares to slander the emperor's uncle. He really belongs to the Nine Clans."

Countless checkpoints were set up along the way, and arrest warrants were issued, just waiting for him to throw himself into a trap and have nowhere to redress his grievances. Unexpectedly, people who have always been noble and clean would join the refugee group, which was unexpected by everyone.

Jun Buhuan and Jun Yuelin came and went, the dark tide was raging, and the expressions of the people around them were stunned.

"Since the prince's nephew is here, let's resettle the refugees as soon as possible. Don't make a fuss, or your status will be lost."

"Uncle Huang taught me that this palace came here for the victims, but I don't know who made trouble at the gate of the city, killed the soldiers guarding the city, and expelled the refugees into the city."

"Oh, it may be that some people are officials and don't do their business. Some people can't stand it anymore. So I can't control it for a while and want to eliminate harm for the people."

As soon as Jun Buhuan said this, the corners of the officials' mouths twitched uncontrollably, the prince was scolding them both openly and secretly.

Melomei couldn't help the corners of her eyes twitching, and stared up at his back. It's hard to imagine that a person who has always been noble and majestic would swear.

Could it be that he was broken by himself?
The corner of Jun Yuelin's mouth twitched, and finally he could only say: "Uncle Huang is right."

Jun Yuelin has always been afraid of this uncle who is a few years younger than himself.

Capable, intelligent, withdrawn, and acting strangely, after coming back from the age of six, he dealt with a group of officials in extraordinary ways, making people frightened and backed away for a while.

In just three months, all the officials suffered unspeakably. The emperor began to be afraid, and he followed the advice of the national teacher and gave him a title to guard the border.

I thought that he might die in a few days as a child, but I didn't expect to go to the border gate for a few years, and instead convinced the guards at the border gate, they vaguely took him as the leader.

How could the emperor bear this matter? He immediately consulted with a group of ministers, and finally came up with a plan. Unexpectedly, this guy traveled thousands of miles and ran back unscathed.

Since Jun Yuelin said that he would properly resettle the refugees, Jun Bu Huan Zhu didn't say much, and just asked Xing Shang to keep an eye on them.

The reason is simple, the people are the foundation of the country, and for the foundation of the country, it must be well arranged.

How dare Jun Yuelin disagree when a big hat is buckled down, unless the crown prince is no longer wanted, otherwise he has to grit his teeth and stick to it.

"Uncle, Father is talking about you, why don't you go into the palace and have a look?"

Jun Yuelin arranged for his officials to arrange for the refugees, while he stayed here with Jun Buhuan, looking for nothing to say.

"He was wondering why the king is not dead?"

Jun Buhuan said expressionlessly: "Your father is not going to pray to the gods and Buddha for longevity, but has come to take care of the king's affairs?"

Jun Buhuan dared to speak like this, not only because of his status as the emperor's uncle, but also because he had a heavy army in his hands, and the emperor and others wanted to get rid of him but couldn't do without him.

What's more, the drought has been three years now, and the people are in dire straits. If it is not handled well, it may cause the victims to rebel, so now the emperor wants to trouble him, but he is unwilling and powerless.

"Father cares about the emperor's uncle. After all, the emperor's uncle is away alone." Jun Yuelin seemed to be kind and said: "The emperor's uncle went out for a trip. Could it be that he found the immortal medicine for the father?"

"I don't worship Buddha, and I don't seek immortality, so how could I find any magical medicine?" Jun Buhuan smiled, "It's your father, asking immortals, has worshiped Buddha for many years, is he almost immortal?" gone?"

All the emperors of the Suxing Kingdom liked to ask for pills and medicines, the difference lies in the degree of pursuit.

Jun Yuelin: "Royal father will naturally live a long life and live the same life as the sky, so I won't bother my uncle about this matter."

"So good."

Jun Buhuan glanced at Jun Yuelin indifferently, and said impatiently: "I still have something to do, so I will leave first, please trouble the crown prince and nephew to go back and tell the emperor brother, the king will visit again in a few days."

After a few steps, he suddenly thought of something and stopped: "I still have a batch of food in my hand. If your father wants it, then don't do the little tricks before, or you will bear the consequences."

Jun Buhuan turned and left, and the people of Shuanghe Village looked at each other in blank dismay. They were still in a daze until now, not understanding the situation at all.

I wanted to follow Jun Buhuan, but an official shouted, "It's your turn, follow me."

They arranged the refugees according to the village, and now it was the turn of the people in Shuanghe Village.

The village head looked at the patriarch, and the patriarch looked at Jun Buhuan, and found that the other party didn't want to talk to them, so he followed the arrangements of these officials one by one.

Seeing that all the villagers in the village had left with the official post, Mei's second son couldn't help but secretly worried.

My daughter is still next to him!
"Sanya, come here quickly, we are going to the resettlement place."

Mei's second thought for a while, but mustered up the courage to call her daughter.

It was only then that Melomei realized that she had already habitually followed Jun Buhuan away.

"Huanhuan, I'm going to the resettlement place with my father and the others."

After saying that, he left his side, ran to Mei's second son a few times, and followed behind a group of villagers.

Seeing this, Jun Buhuan nodded and said, "Go."

Melomei turned back and smiled at him, without saying much.

He once asked her to send him to the capital, and now that the capital has arrived, they naturally have to separate.

Even though they were reluctant to leave each other, the moment Jun Buhuan revealed her identity, she knew it was time to part.

And she also has her own ideals to realize.

Life is not only love, but also bread.

(End of this chapter)