The group left the capital.

Considering that Song Wanyue was still young, Xiao Zheng did not move quickly.

After walking four or five miles slowly, Song Wanyue lifted the curtain and called him, "Uncle Xiao."

Xiao Zheng urged him to step forward.

Song Wanyue said, "Let's go quickly, it's nothing to bump in a bit."

Xiao Zheng ordered the coachman to raise his whip high, and the horse galloped, and arrived at a small town at noon.

The town is close to the capital and is very prosperous. There are people coming and going on the streets, with shops standing on both sides, shouting and hawking together.

Xiao Zheng slowed down the speed of the coachman and wanted to find a place to take a break. Before he could find it, he saw a carriage and horses coming from the other end of the town. There was a mahogany coffin in front of him, followed by another carriage, and behind him were more than a dozen riders.

The street is very narrow, and there are many stalls on both sides, so the two cars and horses cannot run in parallel at the same time.

If this happens at another time, Xiao Zheng will give in. After all, the dead are the most important, but when he sees the face of the person riding behind, he stops Song Wanyue's carriage and instructs the carriage with bones behind him to move forward.

The two carriages met soon.

Wu Jin was used to being arrogant. When he saw a carriage blocking the way, he immediately urged him to step forward, "Who is the one who is not very eye-catching? I didn't see this..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Xiao Zheng urging his horse to come and paused.

"Brother Wu..."

Xiao Zheng nodded politely.

Wu Jin gritted his teeth when he heard this.

Under the influence of the deposed king, Xiao Zheng had no hope of inheriting the title. How long did Wu Jin be happy at the beginning? Several times he deliberately blocked Xiao Zheng. He looked at him respectfully saluted and was very proud.

Now that he has been demoted to a commoner, Xiao Zheng has lost his previous respect.

The voice of words squeezed out from the gap between the teeth, "Xiao Zheng, don't you know that the deceased is the greatest?"

"Of course I know, so I asked Brother Wu to give in."

"you……"

Thinking of Shufei's instructions, Wu Jin suppressed his anger, "Xiao Zheng, you and I are both handsome people. If there is a conflict, others will be laughed at. You give in and return the carriage. I will accept your affection and invite you to drink after returning to Beijing."

"I'm afraid not. The bones of the Gu family are pulled from these two carriages."

Wu Jin's face changed.

The onlookers made a noise.

The third prince and Duke of Qi burned the Gu family long ago. They also heard about the emperor's punishment of Duke of Qi and the third prince, but they did not expect that the carriages that were pulling bones on both sides met today.

Xiao Zheng's voice was filled with pressure, "One hundred and thirteen people faced one person. Brother Wu thinks it should be my choice, or do you give it?"

Wu Jin tightened his hand holding the reins, and his anger almost broke through the top of his head, and was suppressed by him. Now the Wu family is at the forefront. If something happens, it will be infinitely magnified by people. He cannot lose his mind.

He stared at Xiao Zheng and slowly raised his hand. The dozens of people riding behind retreated, followed by the carriage in the middle, and then the carriage in front of him pulling a coffin.

They took a step back and pulled the skeleton carriage forward.

He retreated to the entrance of the town before stopping. He watched Xiao Zheng and his group pass by, then waved his hand angrily, and was about to grit his teeth and order people to move forward.

"stop!"

A crisp sound came from the carriage.

Wu Jin suddenly turned around.

The carriage there stopped, and Song Wanyue opened the curtain and poked her head out, as if she didn't see him, and said to Xiao Zheng, "Uncle Xiao, I'm hungry, let's go back to the town to eat and then rush."

Wu Jin rushed to his forehead with a burst of passion, and rushed to Song Wanyue without thinking. Before he could take a few steps, he was stopped by Xiao Zheng.

"You get out of here!"

Wu Jin roared in anger.

Xiao Zheng blocked it and didn't move, "What do Brother Wu want to do?"

Want her life!

Wu Jin was about to blurt out this sentence, but his entourage urged him to come immediately and shouted, "Young Master! It's getting late, so we can't get to the capital before it gets dark."

The servant's words woke Wu Jin up. The blood in his mind faded away, and he also regained his rationality. He looked at Song Wanyue with anger several times, turned his horse's head and left.

Song Wanyue curled her lips.

Xiao Zheng asked everyone to stop and left a few people to guard the carriage. He led a few people back to the town with Song Wanyue, found a stall, ordered a few bowls of wontons and some sesame cakes, and asked the one who followed him to send the sesame cakes to those who were left outside the town.

"He is the son of Wu Jin, Duke of Qi."

Xiao Zheng said.

"I guessed it, I'm pretty smart, I know I won't have a conflict with us."

"This is not his usual behavior."

Relying on his sister who is the imperial concubine and the only heir to the Duke of Qi, Wu Jin acts very high-profile on weekdays and will not be so tolerant even if he is down now.

"Of course someone gave him some advice behind the scenes."

"You mean..."

Song Wanyue's lips slowly curled up, "Don't Uncle Xiao think that punishing the third prince is too happy?"

The third prince is the most favored prince. Logically speaking, even if he makes a huge mistake, the emperor will cover up. How could he just rely on a piece of paper in Song Si to send people to Youzhou where birds do not shit?

Xiao Zheng narrowed his eyes.

The stall owner brought the wontons up. The few people quickly finished eating and returned to the carriage to continue on the road. It was dark. In the afternoon, I passed another town. Seeing that it was still early, Xiao Zheng asked someone to continue on the road. When it was dark, he had not arrived in another town.

Xiao Zheng urged the horse to walk to Song Wanyue's carriage, feeling a little guilty, "Yue'er girl, we may be sleeping in the wild tonight."

Song Wanyue lifted the curtain of the car. She had traveled to and from the capital several times and knew where there was a small town. She deliberately didn't tell Xiao Zheng in the middle of the afternoon.

She looked at the bright moonlight with a naive look on her face, "I haven't spent the night outside yet, I just happened to experience it tonight."

Xiao Zheng laughed.

Thinking that I was still a child, I would show my childish side from time to time.

"I remember walking forward for five or six miles, there was a small wood. We might as well spend the night by the woods."

Xiao Zheng ordered to hurry up, and after walking five or six miles, he saw a small forest.

Xiao Zheng asked everyone to stop, unload the horse, loosen the reins, and let them eat grass at will.

The guards who followed him went to the woods to pick up dry firewood and raise the fire, took branches and skewed dry food, and roasted it on the fire.

"I'll do it."

Song Wanyue sat by the fire, turning the branches from time to time, and soon, the fragrant smell was emitted.

Everyone swallowed their saliva, and even Xiao Zheng couldn't help it. He never knew that dry food would taste so fragrant.

"You are so lucky. My skill in roasting dry food is..."

Before he could finish his words, dozens of men in black rushed out of the woods and rushed towards them like ghosts.
Chapter completed!