In the East Market, the execution supervisor glanced at the sky.
Damn it, this sky doesn't show the time.
He rubbed his nearly frozen hands.
He said to his subordinates behind him.
The weather is too cold, and the time is unclear, so let it be! Execute!
Time is up! Execute!
The execution supervisor's subordinate shouted at the executioner.
Dozens of executioners pushed the prisoners waiting for execution onto the wooden stakes in front of them.
These wooden stakes have another name: the guillotine!
Then, he picked up a wine jar from his feet, tilted his head back, and poured it into his mouth.
Gulp!
Gulp!
Gulp!
After a few gulps of wine.
He then spat on the great ring-hilted saber in his hand.
Rest in peace!
The executioner shouted and swung his great ring-hilted saber to chop down.
Hold the blade!
At this very last moment.
The imperial edict-bearing guard finally arrived.
The Emperor has decreed, bring Luo Yi and the Eighteen Riders of Yan Yun to the palace!
The execution supervisor broke out in a cold sweat!
Damn it, if you were any later, heads would have rolled!
Why do you have to come at the last minute?
Luo Yi and his Eighteen Riders of Yan Yun were tied together with a rope by the guards and dragged into the imperial palace.
Your Majesty, Luo Yi and the Eighteen Riders of Yan Yun have been brought, they are outside the hall!
The guard reported to Li Er.
Alright, Fang Anzhi, take them back, I won't see them anymore. Remember what you said, if they dare to rebel again, I will take the lives of your seven dogs at Fang Manor first!
Li Er gave Fang Er a formal warning.
What Fang Er didn't know was that during Luo Yi's detention, his despair and regret had also made Li Shimin lower his guard a little.
Otherwise, Fang Er alone would never have had such great influence.
Leaving the Taiji Palace.
Luo Yi and his Eighteen Riders of Yan Yun were already waiting outside the hall.
The ropes on their bodies were still tied.
Prince Luo, let's go. From now on, you belong to me, Fang!
Fang Er walked to Luo Yi's side and said to him with a playful smile.
Luo Yi did not react.
Instead, the Eighteen Riders of Yan Yun on the side showed joy.
Seeing the reaction of the Eighteen Riders of Yan Yun, Fang Er had a better understanding.
Do you want your master to live?
Who are you? Can you guarantee that the Prince will not die?
One of the eighteen riders asked Fang Er excitedly.
I am Fang Anzhi, a guerrilla general. If you want your Prince to live, follow me.
These people only had their hands bound, tied together with a rope, and their leg irons had been removed.
After Fang Er finished speaking, he walked towards the palace.
The Eighteen Riders of Yan Yun exchanged glances, then followed Fang Er out. Luo Yi, tied by the rope, followed passively like a puppet.
Cheng Chu Mo had been waiting outside the palace.
When Luo Yi and his group were brought into the palace, he was still wondering what was going on.
But soon, Fang Er came out with Luo Yi and his group.
Brother Fang, what's going on?
Cheng Chu Mo was a bit confused.
I saved their lives, and from now on, they will be guards of my Fang family. Come on, brother is happy today, I'll treat you to something delicious.
Fang Er said happily.
Just now, the system prompt finally sounded.
Ding! Mission to rescue the Eighteen Riders of Yan Yun completed, rewards have been distributed!
Looking at the piece of paper in his storage space.
Fang Er wanted to jump up and hug Cheng Chu Mo.
It was thanks to this guy for dragging him here, otherwise, who knows when he would have been able to get the initial enthusiasm out.
Cheng Chu Mo agreed when he heard there was delicious food.
Because there were more than a dozen burdens, one carriage was definitely not enough.
And thinking that Luo Yi and his group were already half-dead from being imprisoned, it was estimated that in such cold weather, walking to Fang Manor on foot would be enough to freeze them to death!
Fang Er spent money to hire several more carriages, and cut the ropes connecting them into sections.
Each section tied three to five people.
He directly took them to the training grounds.
The snow was still falling.
By the time they reached the training grounds, it was almost Wei Shi,
which is around 1 PM to 3 PM.
He had Zhao Hu and the initial fifty Fang family guards watch over Luo Yi and his group.
After that, he took Cheng Chu Mo back to Fang Manor.
Inside the room, the hot pot was boiling, and the bright red soup made Cheng Chu Mo a little scared.
Can this thing really be eaten?
It looks poisonous!
Fang Er put a plate of lamb spine into the pot.
This thing also has a famous name, that is, lamb spine.
After putting the lamb spine in, he slowly cooked it.
He casually threw in two plates of lamb rolls.
Seeing the meat rolls change color, Fang Er picked up a slice, dipped it in the sauce, and put it into his mouth.
A look of satisfaction appeared on his face.
Eat quickly, it won't taste good if it's overcooked.
Seeing Fang Er eating so happily, Cheng Chu Mo sat there staring at the pot.
Fang Er reminded him.
Seeing that Fang Er was eating it very deliciously,
Cheng Chu Mo tentatively picked up a slice, imitated Fang Er, and carefully put it into his mouth.
Oh~~!
Although he was very careful, he was still choked by the spicy flavor.
Seeing Fang Er eating with gusto, Cheng Chu Mo didn't want to lose face.
So, he endured the discomfort and started eating heartily.
Gradually, he began to like this taste.
In the end, he even started fighting with Fang Er for it.
Oh! Hu! Big brother, this is the first time I've seen lamb eaten like this, it's too satisfying! kanδん
Get me some later, I'll take it back for my mother to try.
Cheng Chu Mo said to Fang Er while opening his mouth wide to exhale and reduce the spiciness in his mouth.
Hahahaha, you can only get this here. I'll give you a few pieces of hot pot base later, and you can make it yourself when you get back.
Since he said he was taking it back for his mother, Fang Er certainly couldn't be stingy.
After they finished eating, he asked Xiao Qing to get a few pre-made hot pot bases from the kitchen.
Fang Er prepared spicy and mushroom soup bases for him.
This is made with authentic beef tallow!
The cow that was used to make the hot pot base was the first time Fang Er tasted beef from this era.
That taste!
It was like eating the lining of a worn-out shoe!
It couldn't be chewed!
Because that cow had died of old age!
It had lived for almost twenty years!
Ever since then, Fang Er had given up the idea of eating beef, unless he could raise cattle on a large scale in the future!
Cheng Chu Mo left happily with the hot pot base.
He asked Xiao Huan to clean up the mess.
Fang Er glanced at his leaky room.
He directly crawled into Xiao Qing's room.
Young Master?
Because it was cold, and there was nothing to do, Xiao Qing had already gone to bed early.
Seeing Fang Er come in, she thought something had happened.
Uh, the window in my room is leaking, I'll sleep here tonight.
The bed is very fragrant and warm!
Xiao Qing's face turned red with shyness!
She squeezed herself further inside.
Fang Er was very satisfied. This was the life for humans. To hell with glass windows, to hell with brazier fires!
I don't need them!