After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Chapter 522 Jade Pendant

"it is good."

Shi Junyan had no choice but to agree.

He took a jade pendant from his waist: "This is for you."

The jade pendant is lustrous and crystal clear, with tiger patterns engraved on it, and it is obviously worth a lot of money.

Fang Nanzhi didn't respond for a moment: "Isn't this too expensive?"

Shi Junyan met her watery eyes and inexplicably understood her hidden meaning.

"What I give you is yours, and it doesn't matter if you accidentally break it."

"Okay!" Fang Nanzhi smiled so hard that his teeth were showing. He took the jade pendant with both hands, stuffed it into his arms, and actually put it into the space.

When Shi Junyan saw this, he curled his lips slightly.

Zhou Zijing had a complicated expression on his face, and seemed to be hesitant to speak. Finally, after looking at the expressions of the two people, he held back what he was saying.

Well, the jade pendant that Your Majesty personally carved for the prince is a pure expression of father-son love.

The prince and his nun exchanged gifts out of pure friendship.

In that case, it's all pretty much the same.

"Shi Junyan, I heard there are bandits on the road, you better be careful."

"Ah."

"If you're bored on the road, you can write to me. It seems we have to pass through Huaiyang City to get to Beijing. Do we have to take the water route?"

"Well, the beauty on the water is writing to tell you."

One of them was chattering loudly while the other was speaking briefly and to the point, and they had a pretty good chat.

Fang Tong pulled his daughter aside and reminded her that continuing to talk would waste time.

Fang Nanzhi then sighed and patted his shoulder like a little adult: "Shi Junyan, the mountains and rivers remain unchanged, and the green waters flow forever. If we are destined to meet, we will meet again."

"Okay, see you in the capital."

Shi Junyan looked serious.

Fang Nanzhi and his daughter then said goodbye and got out of the car.

After standing by the official road for a while and watching the carriage go away, the little girl got into her own carriage with her father in a dejected manner.

Fang Tong saw this and coaxed his daughter: "Roasted pig's trotters for lunch? The kind with honey!"

"Okay, okay! Dad, talk to Mom, I want to eat two!" The little girl instantly revived and hugged her father's arm and acted coquettishly.

Fang Tong glanced at his daughter's belly and said with a smile, "Even if your mother agrees, you won't be able to eat it."

"Hey, stomach, there's always room if you squeeze it."

"Really? That doesn't sound like what a doctor would say."

The father and daughter went back chatting and laughing.

In the carriage, Shi Junyan opened his purse and took out something that looked like a piece of iron.

He fumbled with it for a while, and then learned it by himself, putting it in his sleeve. Then he pressed the mechanism lightly, and a tiny needle flew out, passed through the car and directly inserted into the tree trunk on the roadside.

Zhou Zijing stopped the car and carefully pulled out the needle, only to find that it was three inches deep into the wood and was very strong.

Shi Junyan watched him pull it out quietly before reminding him: "What if the needle is poisonous..."

"Isn't it?"

Zhou Zijing's face turned pale, his hands trembled, and the needle fell to the ground.

Shi Junyan chuckled, pulled the curtain and ignored him.

Zhou Zijing then realized that the prince was playing tricks on him.

But is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince the kind of person who would joke with others?

He shook his head, threw away the messy thoughts, took out his handkerchief to pick up the needle, and got into the car.

Ahem, what if it’s poisonous?

After all, the things belong to the master's aunt, not the prince's.

Zhou Zijing held the needle in his handkerchief and examined it carefully: "It's very hard, even harder than iron. How is this thing made?"

They didn't know that Fang Nanzhi had asked the blacksmith to raise the furnace temperature and forge it several times using a method similar to steelmaking.

As for the final product, the system evaluated that it was not yet steel because the temperature was still not high enough.

But after comparing himself with Tiezhen, Fang Nanzhi felt that he was already very powerful.

"Go back to Beijing and take a look at the weapons workshop." Shi Junyan was also a little curious.

Huai'an Prefecture did not calm down because of Shi Junyan's departure.

The "Crown Prince" is still active in various occasions, and is personally followed by Lord Lu and the Prince of the County.

Who would have thought that the prince was fake?

In the pavilion, Lord Lu raised his wine glass and drank it all, looking at the prince who was playing tossing pot not far away, as if thinking about something.

"Sir, the prince seems to be in a good mood today?"

Qing Min sat beside him, his expression unchanged: "How can we, as subjects, presumptuously guess the emperor's intentions?"

Lu Zhihuai sneered and looked at him with interest: "The prince and the prince have very different personalities. The prince is humorous and witty, while the prince is mature and steady."

This is Yin Yang, he is old-fashioned and boring.

Qing Min pretended not to understand and warned in a cold voice: "Lord Lu, serving the emperor is like serving a tiger."

Lu Zhihuai raised his eyebrows and stopped talking about this topic.

Looking at the garden, the third princess appeared and said she wanted to give the prince a new set of pitching tools.

"No need. I never use such inferior things."

The prince spoke in a calm tone, not caring at all about offending others.

The third princess's face suddenly became colorful.

Lu Zhihuai smiled and said, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a delicate heart, but it's not easy to get close to him. The Crown Prince is lucky to have caught his eye."

"This time when the Crown Prince returns to the capital, will he bring the Crown Prince with him?"

His words were full of temptation.

The princes could not return to Beijing at will.

But if the prince of a vassal state is appreciated by the crown prince and wants to be brought back for reuse, it is also a way out.

"Don't worry about it, Lord Lu. If you have time, you should think more about how to deal with the assassination of the Crown Prince in Huai'an Prefecture."

Qing Min responded with a simple move.

The smile on Lu Zhihuai's face could no longer be maintained.

The assassination of the prince was first the responsibility of the prefect of Huai'an Prefecture, and then his.

He was a member of the Imperial Guard, and was ordered to protect the prince as he returned to the capital.

After he met the prince, the prince's safety became his responsibility.

As a result, the prince was assassinated. He was responsible for this and Your Majesty will definitely hold him accountable.

prison.

Prince Ning sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, resting.

He had just dealt with some questions from Lord Lin and felt a little tired.

Because of his distinguished status, Lord Lin did not dare to torture him, but he interrogated him four or five times a day, repeating the questions from time to time and shuffling the order.

This resulted in him giving inconsistent answers several times, which was used against him by Lord Lin.

Qingyao suddenly opened his eyes. He couldn't stay here any longer.

He was too passive. To this day, he still hasn't figured out who framed him and caused him to fall into such a big trouble.

The footsteps came closer and were mixed with the jailer's complaints.

"Alas, ever since the big Buddha was imprisoned here, I have been on duty for fifteen consecutive days, and I haven't even hugged my newly married wife many times."

"Alright, have you grown up yet? You keep talking about your wife. You should figure out how to make money. You haven't had any income in half a month."

In the past, if someone visited the prison, they would give them bribes. If the prisoners wanted to eat something good or pass on a message to the outside world, they would also be given bribes.

Thanks to these, the jailers lived a comfortable life.

But now, no one is allowed to enter or leave freely for half a month.

The big Buddha didn't seem like someone who was willing to pay money to bribe them. Perhaps in the eyes of others, they were just ants.

Even if Prince Ning offered them money, they wouldn't dare take it. The prefect said he must not be allowed to interact with the outside world.

You have money, but you can't spend it.

The two jailers arrived at the cell door and immediately stopped talking nonsense.