Before the house is confiscated, the enemy's warehouse is emptied and exiled

At this time, Xiao Heng's voice also came from the car. His tone was very cold and distant. He responded:

"It's alright. I just followed the captain's advice and changed my route. I didn't expect you to have made preparations to welcome me in advance. This makes me very happy."

At first glance, these words sound like praise, but in fact they are blaming Zhao Bao and others for spying on his master's whereabouts.

When the shrewd County Magistrate Zhao Bao heard this, he knew the deep meaning behind it. He was stunned for a moment, then laughed awkwardly twice and quickly replied:

"Thank you for your praise, Your Highness. The recent heavy rainstorms have had a significant impact on the surrounding environment. The county governor was concerned, so he sent soldiers to investigate, and that's how he happened to learn of Your Highness's whereabouts.

After learning of your whereabouts, the county magistrate immediately began to arrange everything to ensure that the prince could arrive smoothly and receive the best reception.

However, the prefect is busy with government affairs, so he sent me here first. He will come to you in person tomorrow to apologize."

Xiao Heng listened to his nonsense but did not refute it. Just as Shen Qingge said, high-end hunters always appear in the form of prey. He just had to wait and see what the county magistrate was up to.

Seeing that Xiao Heng didn't say much, Zhao Bao thought that Xiao Heng had believed what he said. A barely perceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he continued:

"This place is still twenty or thirty miles from the county seat. As it's getting late, I've prepared a place for Your Highness to rest. It's the Auspicious Inn in Kaiyang Town. I've booked the entire inn to ensure Your Highness won't be disturbed. You should rest well. After two days, the county magistrate will prepare a light feast in the county seat for Your Highness to enjoy."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Heng snorted lightly as a response and stopped talking.

Zhao Bao was so angry that he dared not speak. This fallen prince was indeed as cold and arrogant as the rumors said. If it weren't for the county governor's order, he would not have bothered to serve him.

He suppressed his thoughts and continued to lead Xiao Heng's carriage respectfully.

At this time, the captain Wang Gui rushed up and wanted to get close to Zhao Bao to talk, but was stopped by the guard next to him.

Zhao Bao looked at the disheveled Wang Gui with disdain. However, he suddenly remembered that the prefect had specifically told him that this messenger was also the King of Qin's man. He subconsciously covered his nose and asked arrogantly, "What's the important matter, young messenger?"

Seeing that Zhao Bao was willing to pay attention to him, Wang Gui quickly said with a smile, "Sir, I am Wang Gui, the captain in charge of escorting the exiled prisoners. I just heard that you have booked the Jixiang Inn. I would like to ask about the placement of our exile group."

After saying this, he kept winking at Zhao Bao, trying to convey some special message.

Although Zhao Bao understood what he meant, he didn't want to get too involved with these humble people. He responded coldly: "Your exile team can choose to find a place to stay near the Jixiang Inn. I will have someone prepare a few dishes for you."

After saying that, he turned away without even looking at Wang Gui.

Wang Gui walked behind the group, naturally feeling resentful. He spat on the ground and cursed inwardly, "What's so great about me? When I make a contribution, I can still eat and drink well, and I won't have to worry about you bastards' faces."

Fortunately, the brothers could have some wine and food to taste tonight, which was not too bad, so Wang Gui happily returned to the exile team.

He planned to find an opportunity to inquire again at night. Logically speaking, if Lord Zhao Wu had arrived, the people of Anshan County would not be so rude to him. Could it be that Lord Zhao Wu's personal guards had not arrived yet?

This shouldn’t be the case, he thought, and a little panic arose in his heart again.

But no matter what, the arrow is on the string, and he can only wait patiently.

Time passed quickly, and before long, everyone arrived at the Jixiang Inn.

The innkeeper had packed up the upper room early and was delighted to welcome the legendary distinguished guest - the honorable Fifth Prince.

Xiao Heng was not at all polite. He signaled the guards to lift his wooden wheelchair and went straight up to the Tianzihao upper room on the third floor to stay. The other maids and servants were busy sorting various things.

The originally quiet inn suddenly became noisy.

County Magistrate Zhao Bao also relented, and after obtaining Xiao Heng's permission, he allocated two crowded lower-level rooms for the exiled officials to stay in. However, the exiles received no such treatment and were driven to a clearing in the inn's backyard to rest. Fortunately, a shed had been built above the clearing, meaning the exiles would not have to endure the harsh wind tonight.

After a busy day, everyone finally ended their tiring journey and had a rare moment of rest.

After settling the Fifth Prince Xiao Heng, County Magistrate Zhao Bao also bid him farewell and left the Jixiang Inn with his men.

At this point, the bustling inn gradually returned to silence, with only occasional sounds of drinking and playing drinking games coming from the officials' rooms. However, they did not dare to make a big fuss, for fear of disturbing the prince's rest and getting into trouble.

At this time, Shen Qingge was sitting together with his family, enjoying dinner.

Today, she specially took out various delicacies from the space, put them on the ground with oil paper, and filled the floor.

Osmanthus cake, water chestnut cake, pork tenderloin, Buddha's hand golden roll, fried guinea fowl...

Seeing these delicacies, the Shen family was astonished. They were all puzzled as to why Qingge could still produce such a rich feast at this time, without spoiling. However, they all kept silent, thinking that Shen Qingge had some special connections and feared that speaking too much would bring her trouble.

So, the Shen family members all buried their heads in eating voraciously, chatting about random things from time to time.

Shen Qingge looked at her loving family members and smiled knowingly. She secretly made up her mind that after the matter in Anshan County was resolved, she would confess some things to her family. But now, she could only continue to hide it.

On the one hand, what she is about to say may be as incomprehensible as fairy tales to her family; on the other hand, the more they know, the greater the risk they face.

Fortunately, all this won’t take too long to wait.

After dinner, Shen Qingge took her nephews and nieces to a corner of the open space and sat down in rows. She counted the stars in the sky and hummed the nursery rhymes she had heard as a child until they all fell asleep in her arms.

During this period, she had been paying close attention to every movement around her. In the darkness, it seemed as if countless pairs of eyes were staring at them.

She sneered in her heart. After settling her nephews and nieces, she hid herself in a dark corner, covered herself with a quilt and pretended to be asleep. The next moment, she slipped into the upper room of the Tianzihao.