Chapter 137: Making Trouble
Zhao Bingchun took a sip of the mutton soup from the soup bowl, smacked his lips, and asked slowly, "What's wrong?"
The maid was originally anxious, but Zhao Bingchun's unhurried attitude eased her mood a little. She took a deep breath and said, "The Crown Princess wanted to go to the prefecture, saying that it was too shabby here and she couldn't sleep. Your Highness was so anxious that no matter how you coaxed her, it was useless. When I arrived, the Crown Princess was already making a fuss about getting on the carriage."
Upon hearing this, the county magistrate's wife snorted coldly, "This is just a show for us. Let them make a fuss. I don't believe she really wants to leave."
The county magistrate followed up by saying, "Madam is right, don't worry about it."
Before he finished speaking, a servant came running over, "Sir, it's bad. The Crown Princess 's carriage has left the palace, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has also left. I'm afraid he's leaving now."
The soup spoon in Zhao Bingchun's hand fell to the ground with a thud. He sat up from his chair with a start, "What did you say?"
The county magistrate's wife also got off the bed, put on her shoes and walked out quickly. "Is he gone?"
The servant wiped his sweat anxiously and said, "Let's go. The Crown Princess is making a fuss. From the looks of it, the Crown Prince is spoiling her too much. Once the Crown Princess makes a fuss, the Crown Prince will be helpless."
The county magistrate hurriedly put down the soup bowl in his hand, without even having time to wipe his mouth , and ran out with his robe in hand. The county magistrate's wife hurriedly followed him.
By the time they ran to the courtyard where the prince lived, the entire courtyard had been smashed to pieces and there was no one inside.
Zhao Bingchun's heart was pounding, and he turned around and ran out, with his official hat falling to the ground.
The county magistrate's wife hurriedly called out to him, "How can you catch up with him on foot? Have someone harness the horses."
By the time Zhao Bingchun and his men rode their horses to catch up, Su Qingqing and Rong Que's carriage had already gone three miles.
Zhao Bingchun rolled off his horse and said, "Your Highness, please calm down. Your Majesty, please calm down. I am guilty."
The carriage stopped steadily. Su Qingqing played the role of a proud and arrogant person, panting and said, "Why stop the car? Run him over."
The prince looked at Su Qingqing helplessly, and said tolerantly and indulgently: "Just be patient, I will definitely give you a good room today, you can't not say hello to others, be good, wait for me for a while."
The voice was neither loud nor soft, just right for the people chasing outside to hear clearly. After he finished speaking, Rong Que turned over and got out of the car.
"I'm sorry to have caused trouble for Lord Zhao." He said this, but his face was expressionless.
Zhao Bingchun was so frightened that his face turned pale. "Your Highness, what are you talking about? I will die. It was my fault for being foolish and making the Queen feel wronged. I deserve to die. Before I came out, I had already told my wife to clean up the house. It is already dark now. It will take at least two hours to get to the prefecture from here. Your Highness and the Queen have been traveling for several days. Bashu is different from Kyoto, and the climate and soil are different. I am afraid that the Queen is not feeling well.
Your Majesty, why don't you return to the county government office first? If you are not satisfied after staying here for one night, and if you still want to go to the prefecture tomorrow, I will personally take you there."
He said all the nice things he could, but Rong Que didn't say a word.
It was not until Su Qingqing's reluctant "Okay" came from the carriage that Rong Que glanced at Zhao Bingchun and his expression softened a little, "Sorry for the trouble, Lord Zhao."
Zhao Bingchun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his face showed relief, but his heart was filled with joy.
He was planning to test the prince a few more times, but now it seems that there is no need. What else is there to test? Even the most heroic person can be tempted by the tender fingers of others.
No matter how capable and honest this prince is, as long as he serves the Crown Princess well, he can achieve anything with the influence of her.
When I returned to the county government office again, it was still dusty and there was not a single lantern. However, once I entered the backyard, I suddenly felt like I was in a different world.
The big red lanterns illuminated the entire yard, where colorful chrysanthemums of the season were neatly arranged. Even at night, under the illumination of the big red lanterns, the scene looked luxurious at a glance. Among these chrysanthemums, Su Qingqing recognized a few pots of black chrysanthemums, which were very rare.
Glancing at the yard, Su Qingqing raised her eyebrows slightly. This yard must have been prepared long ago, just waiting to test them as a couple.
Zhao Bingchun looked at Su Qingqing's face, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and bowed, saying, "There are several wealthy merchants in the county, and these are temporarily borrowed from their homes. Your Majesty is used to luxury in Kyoto, and our small place is shabby..."
Su Qingqing curled her lips and interrupted him directly, "It's quite shabby."
Rong Que didn't say anything either, he just stayed beside Su Qingqing. The two of them walked through the corridor of the courtyard and entered the main house.
Unlike the previous shabby and dilapidated house, this main house is quite presentable and there are even a few rare treasures placed on the antique shelves in the house.
Su Qingqing was satisfied now and smiled, "Isn't this a good thing? You are such a dishonest person."
Zhao Bingchun smiled apologetically and dared not say anything more.
Rong Que saw that Su Qingqing was satisfied, and smiled at Zhao Bingchun, "Master Zhao, please take a rest. We still need to discuss disaster relief tomorrow."
Zhao Bingchun quickly responded, "I'll have someone serve the meal."
Previously, the food that the county magistrate's wife didn't want to eat was sent to Su Qingqing, who smashed the plates and bowls into pieces. This time, the meal was carefully prepared, with a combination of meat and vegetables, and even rare cucumbers. There were a total of sixteen dishes, neatly arranged on the table.
After dismissing the servants in the county government office, Su Qingqing and Rong Que picked out two bowls of their favorite dishes, took them to the inner room, ate while chatting, and left the rest for Jixiang and Minglu.
Jixiang had been hungry all the way, so as soon as Su Qingqing left, she picked up the chicken leg and stuffed it into her mouth.
Inside the room, Rong Que placed the chicken wings in the bowl in front of Su Qingqing. Su Qingqing didn't hesitate to pick one up and took a bite. "What do you think, Your Highness?"
Rong Que said, "There should be at least one more fight tomorrow. After that, they will dare to show their true colors to us."
Su Qingqing smiled and said, "I will deal with them tomorrow. Your Highness, please take a rest for the night and do your work tomorrow. Dealing with them will only waste time."
Rong Que is here. Disaster relief is one aspect, but finding talents is the most important thing.
Rong Que hesitated, "Tomorrow..."
Su Qingqing interrupted him directly, "Don't be so fussy. If you're like this, we might as well return to our original cooperative relationship."
Rong Que was so angry at her words that he laughed, "Is it not okay for me to care about you?"
Su Qingqing looked calm, "Okay, but don't delay the business. I came all the way from Zhao to Dayan, not to talk about love with you."
Rong Que was so angry at these words that he almost spit out the food in his mouth.
What a heartless statement.
He wanted to reach out and pinch Su Qingqing's face, but he held back and just smiled and said, "Let's eat. You've been busy all the way. After eating, go to bed early."
Su Qingqing looked at him like this, sneered, leaned forward slightly, and pecked him on the cheek, "Are you angry?"
The soft voice reached Rong Que's ears, and Rong Que felt numb all over, "How could it be?"
"No? You won't be angry with me?" Su Qingqing teased him.
Rong Que nodded, "No, I won't be angry with you."
"Why not?"
"No way."
He spoke so seriously that Su Qingqing didn't feel like teasing him anymore and just smiled bitterly.
Rong Que looked at Su Qingqing with a serious look in his eyes, "You are the only one in my heart."
