Someone used a large saber to knock against the wall of the carriage and shouted, "Get down! Get down! The people inside, get down!"
"Miss Qian Jin who is sitting in the carriage, get off the carriage, don't let my brothers take action, they won't be responsible if they ruin their reputation." The head of the patrolling camp was a man with a fierce and cold gaze.
Qu Qingge held his hand to comfort him.
"I will first go down and think of a way. If necessary …" "Don't worry, we are like grasshoppers on a string, saving you is equivalent to saving myself."
She looked at Xia Zhi, this place was not far from Ruan Xiuyuan's base, if there was enough time … She didn't know why he was the first one to think about it, but maybe he was the only one in her mind who could help her.
A cool breeze blew past her heart. It was clearly a bright and beautiful spring day, but she felt as if she was in an icehouse.
However, she didn't have much hope for that. As soon as Xia Zhi walked out of the yurt, he was stopped by a group of people chasing after him, who tied him up and threw him back.
"Young mistress..." Xia Zhi said with a sullen face.
"What are you panicking for? Even if the sky is falling, there's still someone high up there." She did not believe that God would tease her like this, but at the same time she understood that if she wanted to change what had happened, she had to be able to stand the test — that was the time.
She was extremely anxious, yet she still calmly looked around her surroundings.
The duty of the patrolling camp was to guard the capital and the safety of the imperial city, and to not interfere with the Ruan Family. However, because of the great authority of the patrolling camp, they could accumulate military merits even without going to the battlefield, and as a result, all the people who could enter had powerful backgrounds.
They were of noble birth and had great power. They always acted without regard for the consequences.
… ….
It was a beautiful spring day, and many people went out to enjoy the scenery. All those that returned to the capital from the southern suburbs were like the Duke Yu's Mansion, a place with a strong background. Although one or two families were nothing special, three, five, or even ten families working together could shake half of the imperial court.
The hearts of the people were like water that could carry a boat or capsize a boat, and that was even more so for the ministers of the imperial court.
Qu Qingge looked far ahead. Right at the front of the line was the carriage belonging to the Marquis of Wen Dingyuan, and the next was the carriage belonging to the Duke of Chu, and the most powerful one was their carriage, Princess Ling Shan …
The people of patrolling camp were used to being tyrannical. Although their attitude was still alright, they did not behave the slightest bit politely, causing the people around them to complain.
"Who is their leader?" She heard a clear and melodious voice slowly speak from behind her.
"Your servant …" This servant doesn't recognize it. "
Qu Qingge turned towards the voice, and the question and answer session was answered by Princess Ling Shan and her servant.
The two of them were dressed in long robes and looked like nobility. Furthermore, Princess Ling Shan was a large person, so her appearance didn't seem out of the ordinary. It was quite normal for some people to not recognize her. Logically speaking, in the entire capital, aside from those few people in the palace, she should be the only one.
Because Princess Lingshan had just entered the capital from Nanzhao. She was the daughter of the King Nandu of the Great Liang Subordinate Country. She had come to the capital under the edict in order to pay tribute to the Nanzhao.
Offended her, talked about offending nobles, and talked about damaging the national might of the Great Liang.
In a flash, Qu Qingge had an idea. He turned around and asked Ji Buming for something in the carriage, then pretended that she overheard their master and servant's conversation. She walked forward and replied in a low voice, "He is Wan Ping City's Vice Commander Zhu Biao, from the Huwei General's Estate."
"Hmph, what tiger's might? How dare he block our princess's path?" The other Xiao Yahuan lifted the curtain of the carriage and waved her fist.
"Step down, don't forget that this is not Nanzhao." Princess Ling Shan scolded the tyrannical servant girl, then looked at Qu Qingge and smiled as she exchanged words with him.
"My name is Ling Shan, who is this lady named?"
Qu Qingge glanced back, and saw her snow-white veil feigning seriousness, and then, seemingly out of the blue, approached her belt and fluttered it. "I heard that General Zhu is a person …" Before he could finish his words, he heard someone screaming in front of him.