Fortunately...the current owner of the village is a woman and fortunately...she has taken a fancy to Great Jing's crown prince. He had forgotten his disdain for the female bandit who wanted to be the crown prince's consort of the Eastern Palace in the courtroom a few days ago. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and suddenly felt a sense of mission. He had to invite this Anle master into the Imperial capital no matter what. If he ruined His Majesty's invitation to surrender, I'm afraid the Fan clan's career would be over!
As he took a few steps closer with his horse, Fan Wen Chao was suddenly struck by the redness of the city in front of him. The whole city was hung with red sills, and the joyous atmosphere was soaring. As he sent his soldiers forward to report the news, he turned his head towards Deputy General Zhao and gave him a puzzled look. Zhao Zhongshi shook his head, obviously not knowing what Anle Zhai was up to.
As the two men wondered, the imposing gate of the city was slowly opened and an ear- splitting rumble erupted as a line of horsemen galloped from the city with the sound of drums under the obsidian sun.
The dust from the clamour nearly drowned the crowd. Fan Wen Chao was so choked that he grabbed the reins and took several steps back. When he squinted, he saw a woman in purple at the head of the group. His heart burst in the sky, but looked at her intently, for she was at least the brave man who had asked for the hand of the Crown Prince of Dajing in front of the civil and military servants so he had to look carefully.
The woman on the horse was dressed in a short purple cloth outfit with high eyebrows and wide eyes, her short hair tied back and her appearance was very rough and sharp. When his eyes fell on the cold, sharp sword on her slightly thick back, Fan Wen Chao gulped in fear, for this was exactly the same as the female bandit he had in mind.
Poor prince AHH ....
The woman at the head of the group raised her eyebrows and said with a big smile, "General Zhao, the brothers in the cottage are looking forward to the moon and to the stars, but it is to look forward to you. How is it? When is your prince going to marry our great master?"
The woman was obviously used to shouting and her questions were as loud as a thunderclap, and Fan Wen Chao was thinking, 'rude, rude', when he suddenly looked back and asked, "Aren't you Ren Xiao..?" His face hardened in the middle of his sentence, and his tone hardened, "Could it be that you're not the Lord Ren of this village?"
Preposterous! His Majesty's imperial decree has been bestowed upon her and the one who had come to greet him was not Ren Anle!
The woman in purple looked towards Fan Wen Chao, "General Zhao, this lord is ...?"
Deputy General Zhao snorted and hurriedly introduced, "This is His Majesty's imperial envoy, Fan Wen Chao of the Ministry of Rites, who read out the decree for the invocation of peace." After saying this, he passed a wink towards Fan Daren, this is the Lord of Village's right-hand man, Yuan Shu young lady."
Fan Wen Chao gave a slight arch of his hand and grunted. such a female bandit had actually taken a good name of a scholarly girl.
"Don't call me 'young lady'. It sounds awkward. Just call me Second Master." Yuan Shu crossed her eyebrows and said boldly.
"Second Master." Deputy General Zhao was a little embarrassed and changed the subject quickly. "As for Lord Ren, Your Majesty has issued the imperial decree, let her come out to receive the decree."