Chapter 10 Angry Wang Qianqiu

Upon hearing this, he said, "Your Highness, I am Chen Huaian! I was originally the commander of the Maeda Guards, and I was ordered by the Five Military Commandery to escort His Highness Prince Xin to Jizhou."

Wang An smiled slightly, "Then I will call you Huai'an. Has anyone ever told you that you look fake when you lie?"

"If I am not mistaken, your identity as the commander of Maeda Guards should have been given to you yesterday."

Chen Huaian was stunned, scratching his head and said, "Your Highness, please forgive me for making a fool of myself. I did become the commander of the Maeda Guard only the day before yesterday. Before that, I was a centurion of the elite iron guard under the Duke."

"But please rest assured, Your Highness. Although I am only a small centurion, I will definitely protect Your Highness's safety until my death."

Wang An nodded and patted Chen Huaian on the shoulder. "I believe you can do it. And these brothers behind you should all be members of the Iron Guard under Duke Wei, right?"

Chen Huaian nodded and replied, "Yes, these brothers were my subordinates when they were in the Iron Guard, so I can command them easily."

Wang An nodded, feeling both happy and sad.

Fortunately, with the protection of the most elite guards of the Daliang Empire, it should not be a problem to escort him safely to Jizhou.

The sad thing is that in the previous sixteen years of his life, as the Prince Xin of the Daliang Empire, he did not even have his own private guards.

If the mother and son had not caused a scene in the imperial court that day and forced Cao Meng to marry her, they might have been protected by only some yamen runners or ordinary guards when they left for Jizhou today.

Moreover, they are not our own people, so once they encounter danger, they are likely to scatter.

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The imperial capital, the eldest prince’s residence.

Wang Qianqiu was lying on the bed, his naked lower body wrapped in gauze, facing an old eunuch in front of him, and roared ferociously: "I don't care, Liang Hai! You immediately arrange for assassins to hunt down Wang An!"

"I don't want him to get to Jizhou!"

Liang Hai looked solemn and cautiously advised: "Your Highness, if we arrange assassins to hunt down Wang An, I am afraid that His Majesty will punish us afterwards!"

Wang Qianqiu said angrily: "That old guy wanted to kill Wang An a long time ago. I did it for him. He can't even thank me enough!"

Liang Hai continued to persuade him: "If this happened before, your majesty would not blame me too much. But now Wan An has asked to be a vassal, so he is not a big threat. Besides, the autumn harvest is coming soon. If the barbarians invade, I am afraid that Wan An will not survive for a few days."

"At this time, your majesty naturally does not need to send someone to kill him. After all, Wang is the late emperor's posthumous son. If Wang An dies before he even reaches Jizhou, people will definitely suspect that it was your majesty who did it."

"And now, Your Majesty is trying hard to establish the image of a wise ruler, so naturally he does not want to bear a stain. If Your Highness takes action against Wang An and someone catches him, people will definitely think that this matter was arranged by Your Majesty."

"In order to prove his innocence, His Majesty may severely punish Your Highness, or even..."

Liang Hai did not continue speaking, but Wang Qianqiu had already understood the meaning of Liang Hai's words.

Even so, Wang Qianqiu was still hysterical, "I can't care so much, Liang Hai, I am the same as you now, you know!"

"There's no point in living anymore. Why am I still afraid that old man will punish me? I'm the old man's biological son, but he doesn't even want to avenge me. He even cares about his so-called image! Sooner or later, I'll..."

"Your Highness, be careful with your words!" Liang Hai suddenly interrupted Wang Qianqiu, turned his head and looked around, and saw that there were only two palace maids and eunuchs around him. A short knife suddenly came out of his sleeve, and with two "swish" sounds, the little palace maid and eunuch immediately covered their throats, looked at Liang Hai in disbelief, and slowly collapsed to the ground. "Your Highness, don't worry, this old slave has already made arrangements in secret, and the throne will soon be yours!"

"Okay, okay, I know that you, Liang Hai, are the most loyal to me!" Wang Qianqiu said excitedly, "Help me kill that bitch Wang An. As long as he lives in this world, I will live a life worse than death!"

"Alas..." Liang Hai sighed, revealing a hint of doting in the desert, as if he was looking at his own son.

"In that case, I will go down and make arrangements right away."

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"Your Highness, the Shilipu Post Station is ahead. It's getting dark. Should we take a rest here?" Chen Huaian said, pointing to a post station located on the official road not far away.

Wang An looked around and saw that they had walked hundreds of miles away from the capital. There were no houses on the official road. If they did not want to sleep in the wilderness, the Shilipu Post Station ahead was the only place that could provide food and lodging.

Wang An nodded, and under Chen Huaian's arrangement, everyone began to enter the Shilipu Post Station.

"Are you the postmaster here? Go down and arrange for food and lodging immediately."

Looking at the old man in the ninth-rank official uniform in front of him, Wang An said politely.

The little ninth-rank postmaster in front of him had never seen a prince in his entire life. Upon hearing this, he immediately went down in panic to make arrangements.

However, how could a small post station accommodate more than a hundred people? Many soldiers could only sleep on the floor in the lobby.

I didn't blame him too much for being late, after all, the inn is only that big.

After dinner, Wan An returned to his room under the guidance of Yicheng.

But just as I entered the door, a teacup flew towards me, and hit the door frame with a "click", breaking into pieces.

Fortunately, Wang An dodged quickly, otherwise this blow would have been enough to blow his head off.

"What are you doing!" Wang An looked at Cao Yunmeng angrily.

Unexpectedly, Cao Yunmeng was more confident than Wang An. She stood up, put her hands on her waist, pointed at the door and said, "Get out! This is my room!"

"Huh!" Wang An snorted angrily. He didn't expect that the postmaster would arrange him and Cao Yunmeng together. Now that he thinks about it, in the eyes of others, the two of them are a couple, and it is natural for them to live in the same room.

"Do you think I am willing to live with you?" Wang An said, and then turned to the postmaster and said, "Let's go."

However, the postmaster was in a dilemma. "Your Majesty, this is the only room in the post station that is acceptable, and the other rooms are already full..."

Seeing Wang An frowning, the postmaster, although he couldn't figure out why Wang didn't live in the same room with his princess, and even looked like he had a deep hatred for her, immediately said, "Please wait a moment, Your Majesty. I will make arrangements right away."

Wang An frowned, then suddenly raised his hand and said, "Forget it, this one is fine."

After all, in the eyes of outsiders, he and Cao Yunmeng are husband and wife. If they do not sleep in the same room, this matter will soon get out and reach Wang Hongyuan's ears.

(End of this chapter)