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After hearing this, Li Shuangrong dropped the whip that he had been holding to scare them heavily, making a sharp sound in the wind, and then hit the man in the face.

The people who came here were either rich or noble. After being whipped, they covered half of their faces in shock and said, "How dare you hit me?"

Li Shuangrong: "You are a dog with a mouth that can't spit out ivory! Monster? You look like a monster to me, just like what the storyteller said, a... a hypocritical and despicable villain! You are pretending to be a decent person in human skin, and now you are chasing me to suck my daughter's blood!"

Fu Bao curled his lips slightly: "Dad is talking in a very different way now."

Zhao Xiuer stroked her hair and said with a smile, "He usually likes to listen to books and watch people play chess. He gets so engrossed that he disappears for half a day."

Fubao: "Let me go out, there are too many of them, I'm afraid my father will get hurt."

As soon as he finished speaking, fighting broke out outside.

Fu Bao's heart tightened, and she quickly reached out to open the curtain. Then she stood there in a daze. It was completely different from what she had imagined. The one being chased and beaten was not Li Shuangrong, but the people on the opposite side who were shouting that she was a monster.

Fubao looked at Zhao Xiuer: "Mother, where did these people come from?"

A group of people suddenly appeared out of nowhere, each of them was extremely skilled and beat the other side without any chance of fighting back.

Zhao Xiuer smiled without saying anything, and Fubao looked at Li Shuangrong in confusion.

Li Shuangrong was giving orders enthusiastically: "Yes, it's him in red clothes! Catch him and beat him! He is the monster, his whole family is monsters!"

Fubao smiled helplessly: Dad is quite vindictive.

In just a cup of tea, the carriage that was originally surrounded by three layers of people was now empty.

Li Shuangrong came back happily, sat in the carriage and started on his journey.

Fubao: "Dad, where did these people come from?" He asked this, but he already had the answer in his heart.

In Yuzhou, there is only one person who can find so many skilled people in a short period of time.

Li Shuangrong: "Guess?"

Fubao replied slowly: "Grandpa Han..."

Zhao Xiuer was surprised and asked, "How did you know?"

Fu Bao smiled and replied, "Besides Grandpa Han, who else can find so many people at once?"

Zhao Xiuer explained: "We received your news, and everyone in the family was extremely anxious. Yisheng happened to be going to the Han family to deliver something, and told them about this. Mr. Han immediately sent a letter to a general, and so many people came directly."

Fubao: "Next time we go back, we must thank Grandpa Han."

Zhao Xiuer smiled and said, "No need to wait until next time."

Fu Bao looked up in confusion when he heard this: "What do you mean we don't have to wait until next time?"

Li Shuangrong: "Your Grandpa Han and Grandma Han are sitting in the carriage at the back."

Fu Bao was very surprised: "What? Why did they come here in person?"

Li Shuangrong: "Your Grandpa Han received a letter from the military camp saying that they were short of a military advisor, and he is going to take up the post this time."

Fubao muttered softly: "Why would Grandpa Han be a military advisor?" Considering his identity and status, it doesn't seem like a match at all.

Li Shuangrong: "When you are done, ask him yourself. Now take a good rest."

At first, he didn't feel it, but after hearing what he said, Fu Bao suddenly felt that he couldn't open his eyes. The feeling of excessive mental energy consumption was really tiring.

As they were talking, Fubao had already fallen asleep.

When he woke up again, the carriage was still shaking on the road. Fu Bao rubbed his eyes and looked at Zhao Xiuer who woke him up and said, "What's wrong, mother?"

Zhao Xiuer looked worried: "You haven't woken up for so long, are you hungry? Are you thirsty?"

Fubao shook her head and said, "I'm just a little sleepy." Every time she consumed too much mental energy, she had to get a good night's sleep to slowly recover.

Zhao Xiuer handed the water to her worriedly: "You don't have to eat, but drink a sip of water."

Fubao drank a glass of water from her hand. He felt his throat a little dry when he swallowed the water. He licked his lips and asked, "How many hours have I slept?" Li Shuangrong has been on the road. Hasn't he had any rest for these hours?

Zhao Xiuer: "How can you say you slept for a few hours? You have slept for three days."

Fubao's eyes widened in surprise. No wonder his throat felt so uncomfortable. No wonder his mother was so worried after waking up from a nap.

The carriage slowly stopped. Fubao lifted the curtain and saw that it was already dark.

The people on the carriage got off and gathered together for the night, and only then did Fubao see clearly who had come.

The guards who had been with him, Qing Heng and his two cousins ​​took a large carriage. In the small carriage behind sat the old couple of the Han family and Yisheng and Yiqiu.

Seeing Fubao wake up, the group of people finally felt relieved.

Fubao stretched his head and looked for a long time, then asked, "Where are grandpa, grandma, and uncle's family?"

Li Shuangrong: "Your grandparents are old, and we don't want them to travel. Your auntie is pregnant and can't come either."

Fubao nodded and said, "We'll pick them up after we've settled them down."

After saying that, he walked towards the old couple of the Han family: "Grandpa Han, Grandma Han, thank you very much."

Old Man Han: "What are you talking about, kid? If you are in danger, isn't it your duty for your grandfather to help you?"

Fu Bao: "Why did you come here to be a military advisor?"

Old Man Han stroked his white beard and said, "I didn't plan to come originally, but do you know who wrote this letter?"

Fubao shook his head.

Mr. Han: "It's that old fellow Zhuyeqing."

Fu Bao was full of doubts: "Zhuyeqing is a person?"

Old Lady Han laughed and said, "You are just listening to his nonsense. It's General Ye."

Fu Bao suddenly realized that these two people were officials in the previous dynasty and were both exiled because of the Xiao family's affairs, so they should have some friendship. But he didn't expect that their relationship was so good.

Old Lady Han explained, "When they were young, the two of them spent more than ten years in the same military camp. He was the military advisor, and they were close friends."

Fu Bao nodded: "I didn't expect this, otherwise I would have let you reunite a long time ago."

Mr. Han looked disgusted: "Who wants to reunite with him? I want him to see that I am better than him."

Old Mrs. Han smiled and said, "We have been competing for a lifetime. Now that we are old, we have to compete again."

Several people laughed.

The wind in late autumn was already very cold, and it was a bit cold to stay in the carriage at night. But no matter what Fu Bao said, Zhao Xiuer would not let her take out the tent.

Fu Bao: "I have been completely exposed. None of this matters anymore."

Zhao Xiuer: "These are two different things. You become sick and listless as soon as you take these. It will be the same if we cover ourselves with two more quilts."

Fubao couldn't persuade her, and his mental strength had not recovered yet, so he just followed her wishes.

It took them half a month to reach the military camp, and Fubao was already dizzy from riding in the carriage.

The moment I saw Qingyang, I felt indescribably aggrieved and uncomfortable.