In the vicinity of the Shili Pavilion in the east of Daliang City, a caravan composed of more than a dozen pack wagons slowly came to the pavilion.

A middle-aged man who led the team seemed to be the leader of this caravan, and he originally planned to rest at the pavilion near the official road, but suddenly saw a carriage parked next to the pavilion, and on both sides of the carriage, a circle center pattern the size of an ordinary person's head was painted.

『Su Clan Chujin ......』

The middle-aged man glanced at the two men and a woman sitting in the pavilion, his face changed slightly, and he immediately changed his words: "Work harder, there are only ten miles away from the beam, and when you get to the beam, I will ask the big guy to have a drink......

So amid the cheers of his men, the caravan slowly passed through the pavilion and headed towards the Great Liang City in the distance.

The two men and one woman sitting in the pavilion at this time were Zhao Hongrun, Qi'er, and Wei Jiao.

Looking at the departing caravan, Zong Wei Changwei said with a smile: "This is the third batch...... Even if it was replaced by the carriage of "Su Chujin", it still scared people away. ”

In this regard, Zhao Hongrun was speechless.

His original intention was not to attract attention, so this time he went out of the city to greet his cousin, whom he had never met, and he did not take the carriage of his Su Wangfu, but asked someone to transfer a low-key carriage from the "Su Shi Chujin" shop of the little lady Yangyu Xing.

Unexpectedly, he still scared away three groups of travelers and caravans who originally wanted to rest near this pavilion.

"It shouldn't be......" Zhao Hongrun muttered in confusion.

Among the carriages he can mobilize, the carriages of "Su's Chujin" are far more low-key than "Suwangfu", "Smelting Bureau", "Bing Casting Bureau", etc., but he doesn't want to think about it, the "Su's Chujin" opened by the little lady Yangyu Xing, who doesn't know in Daliang? The word "Su" alone is enough to make many people shy away.

"Why don't you get a carriage with no number next time?" Zhao Hongrun discussed with Wei Jiao.

Wei Jiao shook his head with a strange expression, obviously not advocating this.

After all, in this era, horse-drawn carriages are more used as "identity proof" when traveling, such as horse-drawn carriages marked with the character "Suwangfu", no matter who sits in the carriage, under normal circumstances, they can freely enter and exit the girders, and no guards will dare to stop them.

Even, in special cases, the guards will take the initiative to act as temporary guards.

Such a carriage can save a lot of trouble when traveling.

However, if it is an ordinary horse-drawn carriage, it is only driving in the streets of the city, and it must be ready to make way for other carriages at any time, and when entering and exiting the city gates, it will also be blocked by the guards and asked for inspection.

This back and forth, a lot of time was delayed.

Therefore, when people with status travel in a carriage, they usually borrow a carriage to "show their identity", which is not high-profile, but to reduce trouble.

"Humble suggestion, next time His Royal Highness can use the name of King Chengling." Wei Jiao suggested.

Zhao Hongrun thought about it and felt that Wei Jiao's idea was really good, after all, Zhao Shen, the king of Chengling, was a local prince, and he did not have any power in Daliang, so he would not attract the attention of the people of Daliang, but on the other hand, Zhao Shen, the king of Chengling, was also the identity of a prince, and he should not be able to find ordinary trouble.

"That's a good idea."

Nodding in approval, Zhao Hongrun and Zong Wei Jiao took a sip of wine on the simple dry fried side dishes on the stone table in the pavilion.

On the side, Que'er obediently carried the wine jug and poured a glass for Zhao Hongrun and Wei Jiao, making Wei Jiao say bluntly: "Madam, it's humiliating." ”

Hearing that lady, Qi'er's usually calm face was also slightly red, and she couldn't help but glance at Zhao Hongrun.

In fact, at first she decided to follow Zhao Hongrun, but she just obeyed the will of her father-in-law and King Yi, Zhao Yuanyan, and didn't think about getting any name on Zhao Hongrun's side, but she didn't expect Zhao Hongrun to still give her the title of a concubine, which made it quite moved.

You must know that although the status of a concubine is not as good as that of a wife, and even worse than that of a concubine, compared to a maid, that status is definitely a world of difference.

"Elder Zongwei is serious." The finch replied a little shyly.

Don't look at Wei Jiao's great respect for Qi'er, but Qi'er doesn't dare to snub Wei Jiao, and even, even if it is Qi Jiang, the main room of King Su's Mansion, he has to be politely called when he meets Wei Jiao and other Zongwei, after all, these Zongwei are their husband's real humerus henchmen.

It may be that seeing that Wei Jiao still wanted to say something, Zhao Hongrun interrupted the former with a wave of his hand, but he had never regarded Wei Jiao and other sect guards as subordinates.

"In other words, Wei Jiao, you are not too young, in previous years, you followed me to the north and south, and now I am getting married, your marriage, you have to hurry up, right? …… I remember, you're all thirty, aren't you? ”

"Twenty-nine, it's only thirty next year." Wei Jiao corrected with a panicked expression, trying his best to show that he was still very young.

But in fact, Mu Qing, the youngest in Zongwei, is twenty-five or sixteen this year.

"When are you going to get married? Is there a good match? Do you want this king to look for you? Zhao Hongrun asked ill-willedly.

In fact, he knows that many of his Zongwei have good women in Daliang City, and it is no exaggeration to say that the women Zongwei have known over the years by eating flowers and wine are definitely much more than the female dependents of Suwangfu.

Even, even those gentry, nobles and celebrities in Daliang City hope to marry their clan daughters to these clan guards and climb the high branch of Suwangfu.

It's just that the Zongwei have always been in contact with those nobles because of the position of their own highnesses, and only look for women who are happy with them in some fireworks and willow alleys.

In Mu Qing's words: Money and sex transactions can be withdrawn at any time and will not become a burden.

"I'm looking for you guys?" Zhao Hongrun said with a wicked smile.

In fact, he didn't mind Wei Jiao and the others marrying the daughters of the nobles, after all, he believed that Wei Jiao and the others would not have anything to do with the daughters of the nobles in the hostile camp, at most in the circle of the Suwang Party.

Therefore, in fact, the range of choices is still very wide, from the daughter or niece of Zhao Shen, the king of Chengling, down to the daughter of the nobles of Shangshui County, and even the girls of the three tribes of Sanchuan, let Wei Jiao and others choose.

Under Zhao Hongrun's ridicule, Wei Jiao, who has always been old and steady, couldn't help but show embarrassment, and said: "Your Highness, I think that you should consider Shen Yu first, he is the big brother of our brothers......"

Zhao Hongrun glanced at Wei Jiao with contempt: What kind of big brother, but in fact, Shen Yu, Wei Jiao, and Lu Mu are the same age.

Obviously, in this kind of matter, Wei Jiao couldn't care about the brotherhood with Shen Yu, and immediately betrayed the latter.

And just when Zhao Hongrun was about to say something, a green crow quietly appeared under the steps outside the pavilion and knocked on the ground to report: "Your Highness, Wei Gongziyu's carriage is still a mile away from here. ”

"It's finally here...... Zhao Hongrun nodded, and when he looked back and saw Wei Jiao's relieved expression, he smiled and teased: "Don't think that you have escaped, when I get married, a few of you, all of you will get the marriage done for me, thirty people, go to some fireworks and willow alleys all day long, what does it look like?" ”

"You didn't miss a ...... back then."

Wei Jiao muttered to himself, but he didn't dare to say it directly.

After all, he wasn't Mu Qing's kind of guy who died.

And from the side, when Que Er heard this, her eyes lit up slightly and said, "If you Zongwei Lord likes it...... Well, if you like that kind of woman, I can look for you, and you can find the perfect one, as long as you don't dislike those women's family backgrounds......"

Hearing this, Wei Jiao's face turned bitter.

What is the origin of this Lady Que'er, he knows very well, the "Nightingale" secretly cultivated by King Yi Zhao Yuanyan is simply a female assassin.

If he really found such a woman, Wei Jiao was really worried that when the couple had a conflict in the future, the woman would cut off a certain part of him with a knife in the middle of the night.

But after thinking about it, Wei Jiao was a little moved.

After all, "Nightingale" is a stunner who has been trained and is very good at seducing men and serving men, and some of his skills may be more skilled than those women in Fireworks Willow Lane.

"This is ......."

Wei Jiao's face was entangled, that is, he was obsessed with such a stunner, and he was worried that he would not be able to subdue a woman like "Nightingale" who knew martial arts in the future.

As for the family background of those women, Wei Jiao didn't mind.

Looking at Wei Jiao's tangled appearance, Zhao Hongrun shook his head speechlessly, but he could understand, after all, "Nightingale" is indeed a rare stunner, even if it was him, wasn't he also obsessed with Zhao Ying and Zhao Que at the beginning.

Well, that's true now.

Ignoring Wei Jiao, who was still entangled, Zhao Hongrun stood up, walked to the steps of the pavilion, and looked at the way of the official road with his hands behind his back.

After a while, Zhao Hongrun saw a carriage coming slowly at the end of the official road.

Seeing this, when the carriage passed by the pavilion, Zhao Hongrun shouted: "But Wei Gongziyu's car?" ”

"Huh?"

The groom of the carriage turned his head to look at Zhao Hongrun in surprise, subconsciously reined in the reins, and asked in a deep voice with a little vigilance in his puzzled eyes, "Who is the foot?" ”

"My person, Zhao Run."

As soon as he heard the groom ask rhetorically, Zhao Hongrun was even more sure in his heart and said truthfully.

"Zhao Run? Zhao Run? ”

The groom muttered in a low voice, as if he still hadn't reacted, but at this time, the curtain of the carriage was raised, and a handsome man poked his head out of the carriage and whispered: "Stop, this is Wei Gongrun!" ”

With that, he gently patted the groom who was stunned because he heard the words "Wei Gongzi Run", and motioned for him to get out of the way a little, so that he could get out of the carriage.

Under Zhao Hongrun's gaze, the handsome young man got out of the carriage and bowed to Zhao Hongrun: "Young man Run, under Wei Yu." ”

Although Wei Yu knew that the Wei Gongzirun in front of him was his cousin, but when they met for the first time, he didn't dare to call his cousin.

After all, Wei Gongzi and Wei Gongzi seem to be both sons, but the difference between the identities of the two is too big.

What's more, he didn't know the personality and character of this cousin, and he didn't want to offend the other party because of his rudeness.

Unexpectedly, after hearing his slightly distant greeting, the cousin on the other side said with a smile: "Cousin, you are too formal." …… Come, I've prepared some drinks here, and my cousin will moisten his throat first, and when he arrives at Daliang, I'll set up a banquet for my cousin to catch the wind. ”

At this time, Wei Jiao and Qi'er had already removed the leftovers and replaced them with some new dried fruits and other snacks.

“……”

Seeing Zhao Hongrun's graciously inviting him to drink like a pavilion, Wei Yu couldn't help but be a little surprised.

The famous general of Wei State, "Wei Gongzirun", who has great military achievements and is famous for murder, is actually such a good person.

Incredible.