The cannon fodder fake prince at the beginning, I won by hugging thighs

The pork offal soup being cooked in the threshing yard and the meat that had been distributed to us no longer tasted fragrant.

There was a nosy woman who came up to the village chief with a bowl in her hand.

"Old village chief, what delicious food did you prepare at your house?

It smells so good! Go ask how it’s made so we can learn from it!”

The village chief looked at the famous lazy woman in the village and scolded her angrily: "What are you learning? Are you going to the mountains or the fields?

Put away your little thoughts. If you offend the noble, you will suffer the consequences!"

The tone of the last sentence was deliberately raised, which was like pouring cold water on those who were itching for something.

Seeing that they were all drinking their soup obediently, the village chief ignored them and walked over to a few village elders and squatted down.

"Uncle, I was thinking..."

After Lu Jiao and the other two finished their meal, they did not plan to stay long. They left one or two taels of silver in the kitchen cupboard and called out to Songzi loudly.

"Where's the village chief? We've finished eating and are ready to go back to the capital."

She saw the backpack leaning against the gate and asked, "Would you like to sell it to me?"

When Songzi saw that Lu Jiao was asking about the bamboo basket his father had woven when he had nothing to do and was not worth two cents, he nodded.

"Take it, sir. It won't cost you much."

Lu Jiao took out twenty cents and stuffed them into Songzi's hand.

"I can't take your things for free, take them!"

Unexpectedly, Songzi took the money and ran out.

Lu Ze and Chen Wen looked at Lu Jiao in confusion, as if asking: Why did he run away?

Lu Jiao shrugged, indicating that she didn't know either.

Fortunately, the three didn't have to wait long, and the village chief ran in trembling.

"Are you leaving now? Do you want to stop by my house to rest?"

"No, I have something else to do. If I rest, I won't be able to get to the capital today."

Seeing Lu Jiao's firm words, Village Chief Luo could not keep them any longer, and while leading them to the cowshed, he said, "I have discussed this with the elders.

It is definitely not okay to take your money for nothing. I am thinking that this thirty taels can be regarded as a loan from our village to you."

The village chief saw that Lu Jiao wanted to speak, so he said, "Please listen to me.

We don't have the money to pay you back, so we decided to sell you the wasteland near the foot of the mountain in the village.

With the remaining money, when you build the house here, each household in our village will provide two laborers.

Do you think this arrangement is okay?"

Lu Jiao looked at the village chief's cautious face and his ingratiating smile, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"The old man is relying on me!"

His tone was light and he didn't sound angry.

The village chief said nothing more, just rubbed his hands and laughed.

Lu Jiao caught a glimpse of Lu Ze's expectant eyes and knew that if she didn't agree, Lu Ze would be furious.

"Okay, but I don't have time today. Let's talk about it next time I come.

Besides, I've given you the money, are you still afraid that I won't come back?"

"Yes, yes, you are right!"

While Chen Wen was untying the reins, Lu Jiao took out three ingots of silver and handed them to the village chief.

"See you later!"

The three men and two horses quickly ran away and disappeared without a trace.

The villagers who had been hiding in the dark and peeking before also rushed out and surrounded the village chief.

"Your Excellency has left? He will come back again, right?"

Some people have heard about the wasteland and want to hear it from the village chief himself.

Village Chief Luo held the silver in front of them and said, "The silver is all here, is there any fake one?

The noble people are ready to give money for free, and I just want to give everyone more options.

Let's go, let's go. Tomorrow I will send Songzi's father to ask about the well digging."

……

On the second day, as soon as the first drum sounded and the gate of Mingzhaofang opened, a group of people rode on horseback towards the north of the city.

Each one was wearing a black cloak.

Seeing this situation, the people who had just heard the noise and stuck their heads out immediately shrank back.

He muttered something quietly, probably so that only he could hear it.

Taking advantage of the fact that there were few people around, they quickly arrived at a house near the East Market.

The leader took off his cloak and it was Yan Yuanhao.

He brought Lu Jiao to a carriage with a complicated expression.

"Is this really okay? Wouldn't it be faster for you and Kuilang to each ride one horse?"

"I will be outside, and I will not accept your order."

"You!" Kuilang had been suppressing his emotions for several days and almost couldn't hold them back anymore. "How can a carriage be faster than a horse? Do you think I'm a fool?"

Lu Jiao patted the horse's head and rolled his eyes: "You went to the northwest to do business without bringing goods, who do you think you are?"

Kuilang didn't know what to say for a moment, and looked at Yan Yuanhao aggrievedly: "My Lord, listen to what he said, what treasonous words!"

Yan Yuanhao coughed lightly and said, "Kui Lang is right. I am not a lord, and you are not a general. Don't say such things again!"

"If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. From now on, Kuilang will drive for four hours during the day, rest for four hours in the middle, and it will be my turn at night.

This is faster than two people riding on horseback.”

If there is someone in the group who is good at math, he can figure it out with a rough calculation, which is faster.

"He's right!"

Kuilang glared at the man secretly.

Use your words to show you!

Yan Yuanhao also reacted and looked at Lu Jiao with a complicated look: "No wonder you asked me for most of the salt."

Lu Jiao raised her right hand and placed it between her and Yan Yuanhao: "Just leave that matter to me!

Feel around inch by inch, and I will help you find the person!"

"please!"

Yan Yuanhao held her soft little hand.

I suddenly felt a little regretful. I didn't seem to have wiped my hands clean after getting off the horse. I don't know how long I have used the reins...

But Lu Jiao quickly withdrew her hand, walked to Lu Ze, and held his face.

"While my brother is away, please stay at the Prince's Mansion.

If you want to go out, ask your brother Hao to send Xing Xuan and the others to follow you. Don't forget what your brother taught you, cover your face."

Lu Jiao turned around and looked at Yan Yuanhao: "I handed the person over to you intact. If even a hair is missing, I will settle the score with you!"

The finger brushed across Lu Ze's earlobe, and a green mark flashed by.

Except for Lu Ze who felt a little itchy behind his ear, no one noticed.

Yan Yuanhao felt that the way Lu Jiao protected his cub was a bit like a little tiger.

Because I have grown taller recently, my face, which used to have a baby face, now has some firm lines.

The shadow of the bridge of the nose obscures the curve of the corners of the mouth.

"He is my cousin, so I will naturally protect him."

"Let's go, Kuilang is driving the car!"

Lu Jiao didn't even look at the two of them and got into the carriage.

Lu Ze wanted to follow, but Yan Yuanhao grabbed his shoulder.

"Brother Hao..."

The words that followed were completely buried in Yan Yuanhao's arms.

Kuilang nodded to Yan Yuanhao and sat in front of the carriage resignedly.

With a pull of the reins, the horse turned its head and trotted out of the yard.

Lu Jiao's mental power remained in the courtyard.

The carriage was not retracted until it had left the city and was no longer visible within a range of more than thirty miles.

"I said don't send me off, it's not like I won't come back."