On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Lin Zhen had never seen Sima Chunlei like this before. She was like a little girl leaving home for the first time. She hugged Lin Zhen and kept asking for kisses. While kissing him, she secretly looked out the car window, as if she was afraid of being seen by others. She was innocent and romantic.

Maybe it was because he had been in the palace for too long and there was no one around to talk to, so loneliness and depression filled his heart. If he relaxed a little, he would release all the depression in his heart.

Lin Zhen took advantage of the opportunity to lick the sweet saliva at the corner of his mouth, pushed her away slightly, and said, "Chun'er, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, I just miss my husband."

"Is this true? Could it be that he got suffocated in the palace?"

"No, I'm just in a good mood just thinking about seeing the first little prince in our family soon!" Sima Chunlei sat back in her original seat.

The carriage continued to move forward, passing through the bustling market and galloping freely on the wide carriage lane.

Since the road reforms, rickshaws and horse-drawn carriages have become ubiquitous, forcing people to cross the street at intersections. Many people complained that crossing the street was inconvenient and that they had to take a long detour.

There is no other way. In Beijing, where there is a large flow of people and vehicles, this is the only way to ensure traffic safety.

Over time, the people got used to it, but there were still naughty children and elderly people who took advantage of their age to cross the road, and the soldiers of the Bingmasi showed no mercy to them.

If they are caught for the first time, they will be fined; the second time, they will be beaten with a stick; and the third time, regardless of gender or age, they will be taken away to the outskirts of the city to repair the road for a month.

It is said that severe punishments should be used in troubled times, and Lin Zhen deeply agrees with this.

In later generations, it is generally recognized that the city with the highest quality drivers is Hangzhou.

If you are a local resident of Hangzhou or have been to Hangzhou, you will know that no matter whether you walk on the zebra crossing or jump over the fence to cross the road, the cars on the road will wait for you to cross first. Sometimes, traffic jams will even occur because you cross the road alone.

But why are they so qualified?

Lin Zhen admitted that there are definitely people who are born with high quality, but he believes that most drivers are fined.

Failure to give way to pedestrians can result in a fine of up to 500 yuan and 3 points on your vehicle.

Who can bear this?

This is the method being implemented in the capital of Daqian now, but it is aimed at passers-by, not horse-drawn carriages or rickshaws.

The person in charge of driving the carriage was a eunuch from Sima Chunlei's palace. He was about thirty years old and considered an old veteran in the palace. He was in such a hurry that his whip almost broke the horse's butt.

At this moment, a carriage suddenly rushed out from the left.

The two cars met and could not avoid each other in time, and collided with a bang.

"boom!"

"Whoa!" The two horses neighed at the same time and fell to the ground. As for the eunuch driving the carriage, he flew out like a kite with a broken string and finally fell to the ground with a thud.

"Ouch! It hurts so much!!" The eunuch rubbed his waist and stood up with a grimace.

At the same time, Lin Zhen also held Sima Chunlei tightly in the carriage.

"Chun'er, are you okay?"

"Don't worry, this little bastard is so clumsy even when driving. What if he hurts you?"

Lin Zhen smiled faintly and shook his head, not taking the matter to heart.

When driving, it is normal for others to hit you even if you don't hit them.

But then his face turned ugly because he heard shouting and scolding coming from the front.

"How the hell are you driving? Are you blind?"

"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't see you."

"Fuck you, do you know whose car this is? You deserve a beating!"

Then Lin Zhen heard the crisp sound of a whip.

Snapped--

Lin Zhen quickly stepped out and saw the eunuch waving a horsewhip, hitting a middle-aged man on the head again and again.

He immediately became furious: "Stop!"

The eunuch turned around and saw Lin Zhen's face filled with anger. He said, "My Lord, this bastard is so rude! He even dared to ram your carriage!"

"Shut up!" Sima Chunlei could tell Lin Zhen was angry, so she quickly got out of the carriage and pointed at the eunuch, saying, "You're just a coward, how did I teach you this? You're not allowed to hit ordinary people with the whip in your hand!"

"Ah..." The eunuch was immediately frightened.

I thought to myself, "My Queen, you never talk like this before!"

Lin Zhen jumped off the carriage and helped the man up, but he didn't expect that he was an acquaintance!

"Dayong?"

"Sir!"

Wei Dayong is the head coachman in the carriage company under Qingwen and also her most loyal employee.

During the time when Qingwen was pregnant, the entire carriage business was managed by him and the accountant. There had never been any problems in the past few months. He was a loyal and honest subordinate.

"Dayong, why are you pulling the cart yourself?"

There were two whip marks on Wei Dayong's face, but he was still smiling innocently.

"Hey, hey, a driver asked for leave today, so I'll take over for a day."

"So...you little brat, you seem to be getting more and more energetic after not seeing you for a few days." Lin Zhen smiled and punched him.

Sima Chunlei got off the carriage in gorgeous attire. Wei Dayong immediately knelt down, not daring to look around.

"I pay my respects to the Empress."

"Dayong, get up quickly. The prince treats you as a brother, so we are naturally family." Sima Chunlei smiled kindly: "How is your injury? Do you want to see a doctor?"

"No, no." Wei Dayong waved his hands repeatedly, "A couple of whippings is no big deal for a rough guy like me."

"That won't work either." Lin Zhen frowned and said, "Chun'er, I'll leave this matter to you. Let him learn his lesson."

"Don't worry, my husband." Sima Chunlei pulled out a purse from her sleeve and handed it to Wei Dayong. "Dayong, this is my compensation for your medical expenses. As for this eunuch, I will teach him a lesson when I return."

"My lady, I dare not ask for your money!"

"Take it. If you don't take it, it will seem that I am ignorant."

Although the purse was not big, it probably contained more than ten taels of silver, which was a windfall for Wei Dayong.

He stood there in a daze, feeling awkward. Lin Zhen smiled and said, "Take it, take it. If you don't spend it, your wife and children won't spend it either. I heard from Wen'er that you recently took in a new concubine, so it's time to spend money."

"Hehehe, Prince, you've misunderstood. I'm not taking a concubine, but my eldest sister-in-law. Her husband died in battle in Linyi last year. Life is not easy for the orphans and widows, and my wife is soft-hearted and said she would take them in to live with us..."

"Oh? A family member of a martyr? You can do it, kid. Our Daqian treats martyrs very well now. For those like you who are willing to marry a martyr's widow, the government will provide additional subsidies."

"Yes, yes, yes." Wei Dayong kowtowed like crazy, "Lord Jingzhao Yin personally came to my house to give me an allowance of twenty taels."

Sure enough, as long as the national policies are good, the people will be happy.

Look at the smile on Wei Dayong’s face, it’s so sincere.