The eldest princess is obsessed with rebellion, but there are six male protagonists

With Old Man Qian leading the way, the group turned back half a mile and soon found the river he had mentioned that could lead them to Qingbiankou.

The emperor originally looked like a sissy, but now he had changed into Su Fengyi's clothes, tied his hair up, and had his face smeared with a bunch of white stuff by Wutong, making his eyebrows and eyes look very delicate. At first glance, he looked like a weak girl, and no one would think of him as the emperor.

The emperor had already entered the water under the escort of the palace soldiers. He turned back and stood in the middle of the river, his eyes red and almost crying, shouting:

"Royal sister, Royal sister, let's go together!"

Wutong was hugging Su Fengyi and burst into tears:

"I won't leave. I want to follow Your Highness!"

Su Fengyi wore the emperor's clothes and a hair crown. From a distance, he looked like a handsome young man. His similar features made him look just like the emperor.

If an uninformed person were to pass by at this time, he would surely think that this was a tearful farewell to the lovers.

Su Fengyi grabbed Wutong's shoulders, pulled her away, asked her to stand up, and then asked her:

"Wutong, what's your real name?"

Although Wutong didn't know why His Highness asked this, he still answered honestly:

"My original name is Lu Qingtong."

Su Fengyi wiped away her tears and said:

"Lu Qingtong, listen carefully. I will let you go now. From now on, you are the good citizen Lu Qingtong, not the slave Wutong of my Princess's mansion.

I order you to escort the emperor to Jimingyi safely. If you can accomplish this task, when I return, I will appoint you as the chief historian of the Princess's Mansion and you will enjoy the fifth-rank salary of the imperial court.

If I don't come back, I'll leave dowries for the four of you at Baiguo's place. You can each take some and go home. Go."

Wutong couldn't stop crying, but she refused to leave. She grabbed Su Fengyi's sleeve and said:

"I don't want salary or dowry. I want to follow Your Highness and protect His Highness' safety!"

Su Fengyi shouted:

"Lu Qingtong, you are going to disobey the order! Is this the skill Xie Xuan taught you? Don't you want to be the knife in my hand? I don't keep any disobedient knife in my hand."

Wutong then wiped away his tears and kowtowed to Su Fengyi:

"I will obey your orders and will not let you down. I will definitely send the emperor back safely. I am at Jimingyi, waiting for your safe return."

After saying that, Wutong rushed into the river without looking back, helped the emperor cross the river.

. . . . . .

Now, only Old Man Qian was left beside Su Fengyi. Although she had just confirmed it, she asked Old Man Qian again:

"Captain Qian, have you thought it through? If you go with them now, it's still not too late."

Old Man Qian shook his head like a rattle:

"No, no, I'm not going. I'm a sixth-rank official, higher than the county magistrate. The county magistrate would kowtow to me when he sees me. How can I refuse? Only a fool would refuse."

Su Fengyi asked Old Man Qian for another official position, the sixth-rank centurion of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, on the condition that he lead her to find General Shen's ambush circle and lead the deserters from the Northern Tartars to General Shen's ambush circle.

After escaping such a life-threatening situation, the military achievement he made was worthy of the position of a centurion.

Although the county magistrate and the centurion are from the civil service system respectively, they are not from the same system and do not need to kowtow to each other, but since Old Man Qian wants it, after this matter is over, Su Fengyi will have to find a county magistrate to kowtow to Old Man Qian first.

Old man Qian said that two miles ahead of where the two groups of people had just fought, the locals called it "The Line of Sky", which was the narrowest part of the Qingbiankou Mountain Pass and only one or two people could pass through at the same time.

That place was the kind where sheep could get stuck if they were allowed to roam too much. Su Fengyi judged that this must be the place where General Shen had arranged an ambush.

Su Fengyi said to Old Man Qian:

"Captain Qian, do you have any sons or grandsons? The title of a centurion can be inherited. When you can no longer do it, you can pass it to your son. When your son can no longer do it, you can pass it to your grandson. This centurion will belong to your family for generations and cannot be passed on to other families."

When Old Man Qian heard that the princess had actually arranged for him a precious official position that could be passed down from generation to generation, he suddenly felt full of strength. He was so strong that he could even go up the mountain and fight a tiger on the spot.

Old Man Qian got on his horse and urged Su Fengyi:

"What are you waiting for? Go, go, go, go now!"

Old Man Qian was in front, and Su Fengyi was behind. They climbed over mountains and crossed rivers, riding their horses all the way to the Thin Line of Sky.

When they were halfway through the journey, they encountered the pursuers from before. There were so many of them that Old Man Qian took Su Fengyi and made a detour. Su Fengyi shot down most of them with one arrow each. However, this detour slowed down their speed, and the fleeing Northern Barbarians were already approaching behind them.

The one who fled to the front was the little prince of the northern barbarians, who had failed in his sneak attack and suffered a great defeat, like a dog that had lost its home.

When the two northern barbarians met up and their subordinates reported, the little prince of the northern barbarians heard that the person in front of him was actually the emperor of the Great Mu Dynasty, and he said in ecstasy:

"Heaven will not spare me! Pass the order down, no arrows are allowed to be shot, and the emperor of the Great Mu Dynasty must be captured alive!"

To the little prince of Beilu, the dead emperor of the Great Mu Dynasty is of no use, and might even arouse General Shen's desire for revenge. But the living emperor of the Great Mu Dynasty can be of great use!

The little prince of the Northern Tartars was really regretful. Yesterday, Liu An sent him a letter saying that he had captured the emperor of the Great Mu Dynasty alive and wanted to exchange him for silver.

The little prince of the Northern Tartars did not believe it at the time. He thought it was a trap set against him. Liu An was an official of the Great Mu Dynasty. There was no reason for him to capture his own emperor and exchange silver for foreigners. He knew it was fake at once.

Maybe Liu An created a fake emperor and set up a Hongmen Banquet to trick him into going, and then captured him in exchange for credit.

Because the little prince of the Northern Tartars did not trust Liu An, he did not go in person, but only sent a deputy general to meet Liu An.

Not only that, the little prince of Beilu thought secretly in his heart, assuming that this was a plan set up by Shen Quan, I would agree to it on the surface first, and he would not be on guard, then my sneak attack tonight would be even more certain of success.

Little did he know that the sneak attack that he thought was a sure win was actually well prepared by Shen Quan, who outwitted him, pretending that the city was lost and luring him into the city wall.

The city was filled with grease, firewood, and calumnies. As soon as the little prince of the Northern Tartar entered the city, Shen Quan ordered the gates to be closed and set on fire. Suddenly, the entire city was ablaze. If his subordinates had not risked their lives to rescue him, the little prince of the Northern Tartar would have been burned to death in the city.

The anger was like a thorn in his throat, and the little prince of the Northern Barbarians was in a hurry to escape, and the anger has not yet dissipated.

The little prince of the Northern Tartars ordered not to shoot arrows, and Su Fengyi knew it immediately. The people around were just chasing but not shooting arrows. She knew what was going on immediately.

The Northern Barbarians did not shoot arrows, and the Northern Barbarian fleeing soldiers were chasing so closely, which was an opportunity for Su Fengyi.

Because she suddenly discovered that she and the little prince of Beilu were so close!

Opportunities are rare and will never come back, now is the time!

Su Fengyi was a skilled and courageous man. Relying on the fact that his horse ran faster than others and his ability to shoot accurately from a hundred paces away, he turned his horse's head and shot three arrows at the Northern Tartar prince's forehead in front of his astonished gaze.