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Chapter 70 Wandering the World

When Hongfu hurried home, there was no one in the flower hall in front of him, only the remaining soup was left. He called a servant and asked uncertainly: "Where are the master and the masters? Where have you gone?"

"Madam, the master and a few masters are... here..." The servant's face almost turned into a bun. After a long time of silence, he pointed in a certain direction.

Looking at the direction the servant pointed, Hong Fu breathed a sigh of relief and called the two imperial physicians brought out of the palace and headed straight to a courtyard in the back house.

As we walked around, the closer we got to the courtyard, the more people were, and when we arrived outside the courtyard, we heard a mess inside and a voice shouting: "Brother Qin, come out quickly, I, I can't help it."

"Wait, wait a little longer, I... I'm not finished yet."

"Well..., second brother, my dear second brother, can't you bear it first? My old Cheng is going to explode."

"Mr. Mao, Mr. Mao, you have been in for so long. Come out quickly, I can't help it."

"Senior Brother Yao, if I come to your house for dinner next time, I deserve to be pulled to death... Well, wait a moment."

Hongfu's heart sank directly to the bottom of the valley. When he came back, he was thinking about whether the little bastard was exaggerating. Now it seems that the boy is clearly speaking cleverly, avoiding the important things and not telling the truth at all.

After turning around the corner of the wall and coming to the entrance of the courtyard, Hongfu was startled and the two imperial physicians following her also took a breath.

The mentor is indeed the mentor, and it is really cruel to start.

The wooden doors of the three toilets inside were closed. Li Jing and Cheng Yaojin, the two dudes were squatting at the door of the toilet inside, struggling, trembling all over, their faces turned pale and ferocious, and they looked like they would die at any time.

Hongfu quickly reacted, rushed into the yard, came to Li Jing, and shouted to the two imperial physicians who were still in a daze: "Hurry, imperial physician, hurry up."

"Madam? You..., what?" Li Jing was already confused and didn't react for a moment.

Cheng Yaojin shouted, "Li Jing, I, Cheng, have long said that this matter has nothing to do with your little bastard. Look, your wife has brought back the imperial doctor. What else do you say this time?"

Well, this is a real deal.

The facts are all there, and Li Jing cannot be disbelief. He trembled and murmured: "This, how dare he... how dare..." He said and looked at the nervous old Chen: "What about the rebellious son? Call him."

"Master, Master, Master, I went out alone at noon."

Well, that's right. If you do such a big thing, it wouldn't be Li Dejian if you don't run away.

"Cruff", the wooden door opened, and Li Ji almost came out of it by climbing.

The old guy obviously heard the conversation between several people outside and said angrily: "The 80-year-old mother is so sad that she is dead. If I ask the little bastard to catch that little bastard next time, I will have to discount his mother."

Although Hongfu didn't like to listen to these words, she still endured them.

There is no way, that boy is too capable of causing trouble, and he almost silences the person. He always has to complain a few times.

"Swoosh", as soon as Li Ji came out, Cheng Yaojin had already rushed in as fast as possible and closed the wooden door.

The visitor was a guest, and Li Jing could only continue to endure the pulse while taking the imperial physician's pulse, and asked, "Madam, what about the rebellious son?"

Hong Fuyan said insincerely: "Husband, Your Majesty sent Dejian to Xianyang, and it will probably take some time to come back."

There was also an imperial physician around Li Ji. After hearing Hongfu's words, he snorted angrily: "Hmph, I can avoid the first day of the lunar month and the fifteenth day of the year. I don't believe that little bastard won't come back."

Li Jing sighed with regret: "Mr. Mao, Li has no choice but to teach his children, so he has made you suffer."

"Oh..." Li Ji waved his hand, obviously not wanting to hear Li Jing's apology, after all, this person is also one of the victims.

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Li Hao, who came out of the palace, walked on the official road leading to Xianyang with two followers. In order not to be caught, he didn't even dare to stay.

If something big happened, I would know with my toes that I would definitely not dare to hide my whereabouts. If I were to be caught up by the angry old man, I would probably have all the delayed military strategy of sending him to Xianyang.

Seeing Xianyang looking at it, it was midnight.

The two followers were in good spirits, but Li Hao was already drowsy and exhausted. Everyone was shaking while sitting on the horse.

Tang Fu, one of the followers, didn't know what the purpose of this trip was. The order he received was to protect Li Hao's safety. At this time, he saw that his physical strength was obviously overdrawn to the limit, so he couldn't help but persuade: "Prince, why don't we better find a place to rest."

Li Hao looked back at the dark place and said, "Okay, let's go to the forest next to rest."

"Ah?" Tang Fu and his companions looked at each other.

If His Majesty the Emperor had not personally arranged for them to protect Li Hao, they would have almost thought that the Chief Commander was escaping from the pursuit.

If you don’t have a place to pass the city, you can’t live in a store. What’s the difference between this and escaping and chasing?

In fact, Li Hao's current situation is not much different from escaping and chasing.

I followed a small path down the official road and walked about four or five miles. The three of them plunged into a forest.

Li Hao finally got a chance to breathe, got off the horse, leaned against the tree and rested for a while before he recovered.

He waved to Tang Fu: "Old Tang, go and take a look. It's better to get some prey back."

"No." The Gyeonggi area in early winter was not very cold, and the night was the best time for foxes to come out to find food, so Tang Fu did not question Li Hao, and he flashed into the depths of darkness on his back.

Another follower Wei Wu walked back with his horse and reminded him cautiously: "Prince, if it is to hide from others, I think we should not make a fire."

Li Hao stood up with the tree and sighed, "It's okay, come back with some firewood. Later, the young master will teach you a way to make fire in the wild and not be discovered.

Fires in the wild are not discovered? What a joke!

Wei Wu stood there motionless.

In his opinion, Li Hao was a typical playboy. He usually relied on his reputation in Chang'an to seek flowers and willows and do whatever he wanted, but he did not know the dangers in the wild.

"Go." Seeing Wei Wu not moving, Li Hao glared at his eyes: "Either go to pick up firewood or get me back to Chang'an. I don't need disobedient subordinates around me."

"I..." Wei Wu was so angry that his veins came out of his neck, and he stomped his feet hard: "Okay, I'll go and pick up firewood now. If someone finds it, just don't forget him."
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