Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

Li Qingzhao did not see Ren Yuan up close.

Because she was, after all, a person from the previous dynasty, and belonged to the group under surveillance, for her safety, she absolutely could not watch the army enter the city up close.

Although most of the people in the world who could harm Ren Yuan are his own people, security is still necessary.

But the people of Bianjing didn't care about any of that. When they heard that the royal army was entering the city, they all came out of their homes and took to the streets to welcome their new king.

After all, during the period after Dayi destroyed the pseudo-Lai, it took great care of the people of Bianjing. The people of Bianjing realized for the first time that there was a dynasty that could treat ordinary people like this!

Moreover, news of the Dayi army's annihilation of Liao, conquest of Yan and Yun, and subjugation of Song and Ming had already reached Bianjing. As the saying goes, comparisons are the best teacher. Compared to Dayi, the things that Song had done before were nothing. With the support of the people, apart from a few die-hards, most people welcomed the Dayi army.

"Don't push! Everyone, don't push!"

The patrolling soldiers were under a lot of pressure. Although their prince was very skilled in martial arts, what they were afraid of was being attacked from the shadows. There were just too many people who came to welcome them today. What if a few people with ill intentions sneaked in?

After all, there are family members driving in the convoy today. If anyone gets injured, they will be in big trouble!

"Welcome, Your Majesty's army!"

"Long live the prince!"

"Your Highness! I want to join the army too!"

"Your Highness, look at me!"

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A huge cheer came from the crowd ahead. Li Qingzhao strained to look up and see Ren Yuan's face.

Before today, Li Qingzhao had imagined countless times the heroic figure of Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, but unfortunately, no one in the entire Song Dynasty could give her that feeling.

But at this moment, seeing Ren Yuan riding a tall horse slowly towards them, receiving cheers from the people lining the streets and waving to them incessantly, the image of the overlord in Li Qingzhao's mind suddenly became concrete.

Ren Yuan is the reincarnation of the Overlord!

Moreover, this was a powerful ruler who valued both civil and military talents, a monarch who would definitely not be bad!

By the time she had seen the entire army enter the city, it was already afternoon. Only then did Li Qingzhao realize that she had been so excited that she hadn't even eaten lunch.

Touching the last bit of money in her pocket, Li Qingzhao thought for a moment and then ordered a bowl of vegetarian noodles at a street stall. The owner said that today was a good day because the army was entering the city, so all the noodles were free, and he even added two or three pieces of meat to each bowl of vegetarian noodles.

Li Qingzhao had eaten meat during this period, but eating like this was something she hadn't done in a long time. She suddenly missed the days she and her husband used to have. Back then, the two of them were very loving and sweet. Every month, they would spend their money on calligraphy and paintings, as well as on fine wine and food. At that time, Zhao Mingcheng had a good temper and was very ambitious. Even when the family suffered a disaster, he was able to persevere.

But why has he become like this now?

As Li Qingzhao was eating, tears suddenly streamed down her face, large drops of which fell into the noodles, making them salty.

"Girl, girl, what's wrong? Why are you crying on such a beautiful day?"

The noodle stall owner was chatting with each customer. After all, it was a good day, and the more he interacted with the customers, the more likely he was to have repeat customers in the future.

When I wandered over here, I saw that this girl looked pretty, so why was she crying?

Is my homemade noodles really that delicious?

Or is it really that bad?

"Ah, today, today is a good day, I'm so happy, so happy!"

Li Qingzhao wiped away her tears and quickly regained her composure.

"Oh, I see! Haha, you're right, girl! I'm so happy! I'm really happy today!"

The noodle stall owner immediately understood. This girl must have had a bad life before, and now she was excited to see the Dayi Army enter the city!

"Let me tell you, girl, believe me, the Dayi Army is absolutely the people's army. They are already famous for their goodness in every prefecture and county, and people everywhere are vying to have them!"

"We are lucky in Bianjing. Judging from the Prince's attitude, he is probably planning to continue to make Bianjing the capital. With the Prince personally overseeing things, the future of Bianjing will only be better!"

"Yes, you're right, things will only get better."

Li Qingzhao nodded involuntarily as she watched the increasingly agitated noodle stall owner.

"Girl, don't cry. There's always hope in life. Here, I'll give you some more meat. Eat more; you're so thin..."

As the noodle stall owner spoke, he left. Clearly, in his mind, Li Qingzhao belonged to the group of people who couldn't afford to eat in the past.

But when he returned with the meat, Li Qingzhao was gone, and there were only a few copper coins on the table, which were obviously just for money.

"Hey, where did that girl go? She said the noodles were free today, so why did she have to pay?"

The noodle stall owner looked around, trying to find Li Qingzhao, but with so many people in Bianjing today, their sleeves billowing like clouds, where could he possibly find her?

Li Qingzhao was walking home with a piece of braised meat in her arms. She had brought it for Zhao Mingcheng, knowing that he couldn't cook and must be hungry. So she used her remaining money to buy him the braised meat, hoping that it would cheer him up.

If they can pull themselves together, with their combined talents, they might very well make a name for themselves in the new dynasty.

But when she pushed open the door and went inside, she was met with a strong smell of alcohol! Zhao Mingcheng was leaning against the table, disheveled, holding a wine jar, and slumped on the floor.

Unsurprisingly, he got drunk again.

"You, you, you still know how to come back!"

A drunken Zhao Mingcheng saw his wife but showed no concern, immediately starting to drink:

"I...I haven't even had anything to eat! And you...you didn't even cook! Tell me, where have you been running around off to!"

"Zhao Mingcheng, where did you get the money to buy wine?"

Li Qingzhao frowned. Ever since Zhao Mingcheng became despondent, the family's money had been kept in her hands, and they basically had no income. How did Zhao Mingcheng manage to buy wine?

Zhao Mingcheng did not answer, but Li Qingzhao quickly found the answer!

Their house contained a large collection of bronze and stone paintings, some of which were extremely valuable. They had invested almost all of their wealth in it.

But now, one painting is missing from the wall. Li Qingzhao remembers that it was the painting they bought together at the beginning, and it can be said to be their earliest memory.

"You traded that painting for this jar of wine?"

Li Qingzhao's voice suddenly turned cold.

"Yeah, yeah! You, you again didn't give me money, so I, I went to exchange it, hiccup~"

Zhao Mingcheng didn't think he had done anything wrong at all; he even let out a burp!

"Zhao Mingcheng! You have disappointed me greatly!"

Li Qingzhao angrily stepped forward and slapped Zhao Mingcheng across the face! Then she snatched the wine jar from his hand!

"You, you, give it back to me!"

Zhao Mingcheng was stunned by the blow. When the wine jar left his hand, his first reaction was to quickly get up and grab it back, but he lost his balance and fell to the ground in a sorry state.

"You have let me down too much."

Seeing Zhao Mingcheng like this, the flame that had just ignited in Li Qingzhao's heart was extinguished.

She placed the braised meat she was holding on the table and took a large gulp of wine! Then, looking at Zhao Mingcheng who was still struggling on the ground, she coldly said:

"Zhao Mingcheng, I want a divorce!"

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