Da Han Yan Hua Thirty-Four Long Yi [6700 Add More]

  The imperial carriage was moving slowly along the long, dark green street of Huayang, making a creaking sound as it went further and further away. Zhang Yan turned her head back, not wanting to look anymore. Suddenly, she heard a loud "thud" behind her, the sound of something heavy falling to the ground. Turning around in shock, she saw that in the middle of the long street, there were shards of pottery scattered all over the ground, with soup and water splashing everywhere. The dignified Liu Jing, who had just been sitting upright on a black horse at the front of the wedding procession, was now lying on the ground in disarray.

  Three hundred northern soldiers guarding the imperial carriage drew their swords in unison, gleaming coldly as they faced the second floor of a restaurant on the east side of Huayang Street. The crowd erupted into chaos, and in Chang'an City, under the emperor's feet, which daredevil bandit would openly attack the princess's peace envoy in broad daylight?

  "Hey, sorry about that, Lord Liu," a young man's head popped out of the window where the ceramic pot had been thrown from, and he said with a chuckle, "I'm in here having dinner with someone, watching you lead the procession to escort Princess Pingyang to marry off to the Xiongnu, so majestic! I was just admiring, and accidentally, the dish slipped out of my hands. Really sorry about that."

  Behind Liu Jing, the Northern Army's Zuoyi Zhou Ding was stunned for a moment, waved his hand to order the soldiers behind him to put away their swords and spears, dismounted and helped Liu Jing up, asking, "Sir, are you injured?"

  "Not at all." Liu Jing smiled wryly, stood up and patted the dust off his clothes. "The pottery didn't hit me, it just fell near the horse, which got startled and threw me off. I'm not hurt, just a bit dusty."

  "Is that so?" Zhou Ding repeated, his expression slightly awkward, and he leaned in to say, "Your Excellency, let's make a deal. I know that person, he is actually a relative of Empress Lü, lazy by nature, and has been acting recklessly in Chang'an City for a long time. He has already offended the Northern Army many times. Even considering Empress Lü's face, we can't do anything to him."

  Lü was normally not so bold, what medicine did he take today?

  He suppressed his inner thoughts and asked, "Since you are unharmed, we were in a hurry to go to the Xiongnu, let's just forget it?"

  The Great Han military system, Chang'an City has two armies in the south and north. The southern army is in charge of defending the palace gates, while the northern army is in charge of patrolling the capital city. The northern army is more brave and fierce than the southern army, as they are elite troops drawn from all over the country who have actually fought battles, with a reputation that has spread far and wide. However, even the bravest soldiers face enemies on the battlefield, not the powerful nobles in the capital. In this situation, it can only be settled by letting things slide.

  All around, the people of Chang'an whispered to each other in twos and threes, "Is that a member of the Lü family?"

  "It seems this mute fool of a matchmaker can only eat his own words."

  "What's the point of the Lü family making things difficult for this matchmaker?"

  "Who knows?"

  ……

  Zhang Yan heard these whispers, stunned for a moment, her face flushed bright red. She was the granddaughter of Lü Zhi, and unconsciously, the people of the Lü family had an inextricable connection with herself. Now, seeing her own family members bullying others on the street, she couldn't help but feel ashamed and embarrassed.

  "It wasn't the other day that I heard that originally, Princess Ruyuan Long was supposed to be married off to a relative of the Emperor, and Princess Ruyuan Long is the daughter of Empress Lü. The people of the Lü family naturally deeply resent the envoy who promoted this marriage."

  "Hey, one's own daughter is a precious treasure, but someone else's daughter is worthless."

  It can't be said that way, this Princess Shuping's father was originally a distant relative of the imperial family. Your Majesty wanted his daughter to form an alliance through marriage, and naturally had to treat him better later on. He sent off one daughter and got countless benefits for his own family in return. This deal is worth it.

  ……

  On the middle of the road, Liu Jing gritted his teeth, but reason made him unwilling to make trouble and mistakenly hurt He Qian. He endured and waved his hand, "I know. Let's continue walking."

  He finished speaking and turned around to walk in front of his mount, not daring to look at Lü Neng on the second floor window again. He thought he had already been very tolerant, but unexpectedly, seeing him retreat, Lü Neng became even more arrogant. He picked up another lacquer box, laughed loudly and said, "It's exactly like this! Ah, Liu official, I've lost my hand again." Then he smashed it towards the gate of Liu Jing's residence.

  This time, Liu Jing was not as unguarded as last time. He dodged the flying lacquer box in an instant, but failed to avoid the soup inside it. More than half of the soup splashed onto his face and chest, with some still dripping down, accompanied by Lü Neng's loud laughter.

  Even if Liu Jing could bear it, his face changed color with anger, standing still in the street, staring at Lü Neng with a fierce gaze.

  In the long window, Lü was able to laugh wildly and crazily, but gradually stopped laughing in his staring eyes, and still sneered, "What can you do to me?"

  Zhang Yan gazed at Liu Jing from afar, his face a picture of frosty sternness. Suddenly, she felt that he was somewhat worthy of respect and pity. Pitiful that he was so straightforward and refused to compromise, this time because of the heavy offense against the clan due to the marriage, in the future he would definitely be in a difficult situation. When Lu Yuan drew his sword intending to kill himself, Zhang Yan had once hated Liu Jing extremely. However, as things passed and circumstances changed, at this moment seeing Liu Jing being troubled by the Lü family because of Lu Yuan's affair, her heart felt somewhat melancholic.

  Setting aside personal stance, Liu Jing devoted his life to considering the interests of the great Han state, proposing various opinions that seemed absurd at the time but were indeed beneficial to the great Han, and was not afraid to offend the powerful and wealthy. This is truly admirable. Thinking this way, looking again at the dirty water on his face and collar, it's a bit eye-catching.

  "Master," asked Linghu Chong in surprise, "where are you going?"

  Zhang Yan walked forward, passing by the bewildered Northern Army soldiers and the imperial carriage, and stopped in front of Liu Jing. She handed him her handkerchief and said, "Wipe yourself clean?"

  The faint fragrance wafted into Liu Jing's nostrils, and he slightly lowered his head to see a long-life embroidered auspicious yellow silk handkerchief, as well as the delicate face with beautiful eyebrows and eyes behind it.

  "Is that you?" He was taken aback for a moment, before recognizing her. In an instant, the resentment he had felt towards Lü Neng and the entire Lü family dissipated like flowing water from his heart.

  "Hmm." Zhang Yan nodded, just then, upstairs Lü Néng saw someone dare to stand up and defend the person Lü's family wanted to suppress, and angrily shouted, "Where did this little rabbit come from, how dare you——" Before he could finish speaking, he was pulled back by someone behind him, who said a few words. Lü Néng's face changed color, and finally he muttered a few sentences before retreating. It seemed that there were other members of the Lü family behind him, who recognized Zhang Yan and warned him.

  Zhang Yan turned her head, smiled slightly, and continued to hand the handkerchief to him. "Princess Pingchang has been waiting in the carriage for a long time. If you delay any further, it would be an insult to Princess Pingchang's dignity. Can't you just let him off this time?"

  As she spoke, the carriage behind her moved slightly. The young seventeen-year-old Princess Chang raised the curtain slightly and looked at her curiously with a clear gaze that was not malicious.

  Liu Jing numbly took over the towel, mechanically wiping away the cold soup from his face, then wiped his front collar, and finally returned it to Zhang Yan.

  Zhang Yan hesitated for a moment and forced a smile, saying, "It's just a handkerchief, I'll give it to you, sir."

  At that moment, Liu Jing felt a surge of shame and embarrassment. Originally, his body was given by his parents, and although he wasn't a Confucian disciple, he held this principle in high esteem. Now, being humiliated in public, even if the Emperor himself came to plead or Empress Lü personally intervened, with his stubborn nature, he wouldn't easily give up. However, facing this snow-like, masculine-dressed young lady, he suddenly forgot all his anger and turned his head away, not daring to look directly at this girl who was less than five feet tall.

  Liu Jing clenched his teeth and hid the handkerchief in his sleeve, pressing his left hand over his right, both hands tucked into his sleeve. He raised them to his forehead at the same time, and his body straightened up and bowed down to his waist. After a moment's pause, he stood up again, and his hands followed suit, once more reaching his eyebrows. It was an extremely respectful greeting. With a humble expression, he said, "I am ashamed to face Zhang Niangzi, I dare not speak of it again." Without looking at her again, he turned around, mounted his horse, shouted loudly, and left, driving his horse forward. The three hundred ceremonial guards followed closely behind, surrounding the carriage of Princess Shu Ping, which quickly moved forward.

  Wow, the comment section is really lively recently.

  What I want to say is that, firstly, I don't want to write an all-powerful female lead, although it's possible that in the end she'll still inevitably follow the typical path of a cross-dressing novel. However, for now, I just want to let this 6-year-old child have the appearance of a 6-year-old.

  As for today's chapter, Liu Jing couldn't get angry with Zhang Yan, not because he was mesmerized by the heroine's beauty, but because he indeed had something to owe her.

  Secondly, at the beginning, it is too early to have a conclusion about some historical figures.

  Above.

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