With that, she hurried to catch up.
In the hall, the old scholar paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, thinking about what to say to the two girls.
At this moment, the two girls walked into the hall.
Zhang Yuyao stepped forward and asked with concern, "Sir, do you have any news about Prince Zhang?"
The old scholar looked at the two girls meaningfully and nodded. "Yes, there is news about Feng Zi, but …"
At this point, his eyes flashed with worry. "But Feng Zi is not in a good situation now. I heard that he is floating towards the grassland."
"What?"
Zhang Yuyao exclaimed in disbelief.
As a girl, although she did not know much about national affairs, she knew that the grassland was the hinterland of the Turks.
If Prince Zhang went there, would he still be alive?
What if something happened to Prince Zhang? What would she do?
Thinking of this, she could not help but feel sad.
Jing Shu, on the other hand, was different. She was usually more knowledgeable and had a broader vision.
The first thing that came to her mind was why Prince Zhang went to the grassland.
That was the territory of the Turks. Going there was no doubt that he would die.
Prince Zhang would not be so stupid to do such a brainless thing.
Therefore, she began to guess in her heart.
The old scholar saw that the two girls did not speak and thought that they were too sad. He quickly comforted them. "Girls, don't be sad. Although Feng Zi is floating towards the grassland, he is not in danger for the time being …"
"Really?"
Zhang Yuyao suddenly raised her head and looked at the old scholar expectantly.
Jingshu was also awakened by the conversation between the two. She quickly looked at the old scholar and asked hopefully, "Sir, what is going on?"
She had a feeling that there was something behind this. Prince Zhang had no reason to go to the grassland, but she could not figure out why. Now, she could only ask for help from her teacher.
The old Xiucai didn't beat around the bush. He looked at the two women and said seriously, "That's right. There's news from the palace that Cheng Yaojin and Li Jing have gone to rescue Fengzi. The emperor has also given the order to rescue Fengzi. The old men on the mountain have also volunteered to send their servants to look for Fengzi. So you don't have to worry."
Hearing this, the two women's hearts finally calmed down.
If His Majesty gave the order, Prince Zhang shouldn't be in any danger.
After all, the Emperor was the most powerful person in the world. If he couldn't save her, then who could?
There were also those gentlemen on the mountain. Basically, all of them were highly respected people.
If they were willing to help, Prince Zhang wouldn't be in any danger, right?
Thinking of this, Zhang Yuyao finally revealed a smile. "Thank you, Sir, for your hard work for Prince Zhang this time. We sisters would like to salute you on behalf of Prince Zhang."
After saying this, she pulled Jingshu and respectfully bowed to the old Xiucai.
The old Xiucai didn't hold back and accepted the salute with ease. He was Zhang Feng's teacher in name, so he could accept this salute.
The two women had just stood up and were about to speak when the sound of footsteps came from outside the door.
A servant came in with a cup of tea.
Zhang Yuyao looked at Jingshu and instantly understood. This must have been arranged by Jingshu. She couldn't help but praise Jingshu in her heart. Then she looked at the old Xiucai and realized that after talking for so long, they still hadn't invited him to take a seat. With a guilty expression, she said, "Sir, please take a seat. We sisters have been rude. You've been here for so long and we still haven't invited you to take a seat."
After saying this, she personally picked up a cup of tea and handed it to the old Xiucai. She bowed and said, "Sir, please have some tea."
The old Xiucai naturally didn't care about such details. Those who could come to Zhang Mansion were naturally family. So he casually found a seat and sat down. He smiled and said, "You're welcome. We're all family."
Jingshu nodded and said with a smile, "Sir, you're right."
Then the two women didn't stand on ceremony. They both sat down and talked about the cotton-padded clothes in the yard.
At the same time, on the main street of Chang 'an.
There were people coming and going, and it was very lively.
Peddlers, servants, and others weaved in and out of the crowd, shouting all kinds of songs. They were like fish swimming in the sea, doing whatever they wanted.
There was a dazzling array of delicacies on the side of the street. There were wontons, steamed biscuits, and so on, emitting bursts of delicious aroma.
Along the way, there were soldiers walking back and forth. They were wearing armor and holding triangular bayonets. They were extraordinary and added a solemn atmosphere to the street, making people feel intimidated.
They were sent by the Ministry of War to patrol. Since the Xuanwu Gate incident, there had been casualties in Chang 'an. Li Shimin gathered the ministers for a discussion and thought that it was useless to just stand guard. They had to do something practical.
Although they knew that the Xuanwu Gate incident was a farce, they wanted to prevent the same thing from happening in the future.
Li Shimin ordered that 12 teams of soldiers would be arranged to patrol Chang 'an City every day. They would be changed every two hours. Although it cost some soldiers, it greatly increased the sense of security of the people.
Think about it. If there were any thievery, burning, killing, and looting in Chang 'an City, the people could immediately report to the patrolling soldiers. In this way, they could stop it immediately.
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