Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

Just as he was about to leave, Lin Fengyang glanced at Qicun who was following Xie Chengyin, "Your servant stays outside."

Xie Chengyin nodded, told Qicun to wait for him here, and followed Lin Fengyang towards the mountain village.

Xie Chengyin was led by Lin Fengyang to a vegetable field. Looking at the green vegetables in front of him, Xie Chengyin was full of surprise.

This group of bandits, in addition to robbing houses and occupying land as their own, also know how to grow vegetables.

Hua Cishu, who was watering the vegetables in the garden, just straightened up and looked at Lin Fengyang and Xie Chengyin standing at the edge of the field, his face stiffened slightly.

Lin Fengyang shouted, "General Hua, I'm looking for you."

Hua Cishu put down the watering can, walked out of the vegetable garden and stood in front of Xie Chengyin.

"Find me?"

Xie Chengyin looked at Hua Cishu, who was dressed in cloth with his trouser sleeves rolled up, and felt as if he was in another world.

He took out the tiger talisman from his pocket and said, "This is for you."

Looking at the familiar half of the tiger talisman, Hua Cishu was shocked. "How come the Dragon Army's tiger talisman is in your hands?"

"I was entrusted by the late emperor to hand it over to you."

"The late emperor?"

Hua Cishu thought he had heard it wrong.

But Xie Chengyin nodded and said, "Yes, His Majesty passed away not long ago, and the one sitting on the throne now is the former Xiang Wang Shen Zhaoyan."

Hua Cishu's mind went blank. "He passed away. How is that possible?"

During the time he stayed in Fengyang Mountain Stronghold, he paid little attention to news from outside, and he never expected that he would experience a change of throne in just a few months.

He remembered that the last time he saw Emperor Tianqing, His Majesty vomited blood and fainted. Could it be that at that time...

Hua Cishu was still immersed in the death of the previous emperor and couldn't come back to his senses. Lin Fengyang thought he was questioning the truthfulness of Xie Chengyin's words, so he confirmed it from the side: "What he said is true. I know this news, but I accidentally forgot to tell you."

Hua Cishu ignored Lin Fengyang's words and looked at Xie Chengyin, "The previous emperor passed away, and the successor should be the Crown Prince. Why is Shen Zhaoyan, the Crown Prince, here?"

"The prince... the prince died of illness."

Xie Chengyin did not dare to tell the truth about the prince's death. Since the imperial physician diagnosed that he died of illness, then it was death. This way, people who knew would find it easier to accept.

Hua Cishu's eyes were slightly red, and it was not known whether he was grieving over the death of Emperor Tianqing or the passing of Shen Zhaoyong. After a long time, he was seen moving around in a daze, and no one knew where he was going.

Xie Chengyin caught up with him and held him back, stuffing the tiger talisman into his hand, "Keep this."

The cold touch in his hand did not move Hua Cishu at all. As soon as he loosened his hand, the tiger talisman fell to the ground without Hua Cishu even looking at it.

He was extremely cold, with no expression on his face, "I don't want it. I won't work for Shen Zhaoyan."

The Dragon Warrior Army's Tiger Tally, which so many people dreamed of, was thrown on the ground like a piece of trash.

Xie Chengyin looked at the discarded tiger talisman with a frown on his face. Standing behind the Hua Ci tree, he spoke coldly.

"Hua Cishu, you better understand. The tiger talisman was given to you not to make you work for anyone, but to make you protect the people of the world. Now that the Red Di are invading, do you still have time to care about who sits on the throne? Do you still remember your own identity? You are a general of Daxing, not a general of the emperor."

Hua Cishu turned around slowly and looked at Xie Chengyin with an expression like a piece of solid ice, cold and sharp.

"Oh, General? Now I am just an exiled criminal. Oh no, I am a bandit. What qualifications do I have?"

"Well, you said you don't have the qualifications, so are you going to watch Chidi invade Daxing? Do you know that Shen Zhaoyan wants to use the princess as a marriage partner in order to seek peace?"

Hua Cishu paused, "Marriage?"

"That's right, it's a marriage alliance. We'll use the princess to exchange for the peace of the whole of Daxing."

Hua Cishu clenched his fists, "Is there no other general in Daxing? They have actually resorted to the method of marriage."

Xie Chengyin sneered, "Shen Zhaoyan, don't you understand? As long as the result is what he likes, he doesn't care how it is achieved. Besides, if the princess marries far away, the threat to his throne will be eliminated."

Hua Cishu understood what Xie Chengyin said.

He has followed his father to fight on the battlefield and guard the border for more than ten years. Over the years, his most firm belief has been to protect the people of Daxing from foreign invasions and to guard the territory of Daxing.

In his heart, it didn’t matter who was the emperor, because what he was guarding was not the imperial power, but his country and the people.

However, his sister's death made him disheartened, and he slowly buried his love and loyalty for his country and people deep in his heart.

If it weren't for Xie Chengyin's words today, he would have even forgotten that he once had such a belief.

Xie Chengyin bent down to pick up the tiger talisman and put it back into Hua Cishu's hands. "Hua Cishu, I am only fulfilling the late emperor's request. As for whether you want to accept it or not, it is up to you to decide."

Hua Cishu looked at the tiger talisman in his hand and was stunned for a long while.

By the time he clenched the tiger talisman in his hand, Xie Chengyin had already walked out of the gate of Fengyang Mountain Stronghold and rode away on horseback with Qicun.

As a bystander, Lin Fengyang remained silent for a long time. Until she saw Hua Cishu holding the tiger talisman tightly, she also breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.

To be honest, she also felt that the majestic General Hua was more handsome. As for the vegetable farmer, although he was quite down-to-earth, she always felt that he was wasted, which was a pity.

Lin Fengyang looked at the young but strong seedlings in the vegetable field, feeling a little sorry for them. He immediately called out to someone not far away, "Zhang Xiang!"

Zhang Xiang, who had been waiting for instructions, immediately ran over happily, "Boss, I'm here, what can I do for you?"

Lin Fengyang pointed to the vegetable patch and said, "From now on, this place will be handed over to you. Before General Hua leaves the village, learn from him how to plant vegetables and water them. Grow these vegetables well. The vegetables in the village will depend on you in the future."

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Zhang Xiang felt like he was struck by lightning. Asking him to grow vegetables was more painful than not letting him eat meat!

Watching Lin Fengyang leaving with tears in his eyes, Zhang Xiang beat his chest and stamped his feet in regret. If he had known that today would be such a bad day, he would not have come out for a wandering.

On this side, Xie Chengyin and Qicun left Fengyang Mountain Stronghold and headed south straight to the Huwei Army camp.

At the same time, the letter from Shen Zhaoyan in the palace to Fang Yanjin was about to reach Fang Yanjin's hands in the military camp.

The news of the princess's marriage also spread in the Eastern Capital.

Compared with Shen Furong's calmness, Imperial Concubine Qiu Wenzhu was very uneasy, and Shen Zhaoyi from Prince Lian's mansion even overturned the table in anger.

Jing Feng stood quietly at the door, avoiding the broken pieces of tea bowls and the tea in the bowls from splashing on him.

He is a mysophobe, so he doesn't want to be hit.

After Shen Zhaoyi had vented his anger, he asked, "Master, what do you do with the man in black that you captured?"