After the death escape, I became the white moonlight of the crazy tyrant

Chapter 212 The wolf cub is still a little lunatic

Half a month later, the barbarians surrendered.

They suffered a crushing defeat in this battle.

Wen Chengyuan took advantage of the victory and led his men directly into their royal court, scaring the barbarian king so much that he pissed himself pissing his shit out of him. In the end, the two sides agreed to cede land and pay compensation, pay tribute every year, and open markets to each other. Only then did he return to the city with his men and the contract, satisfied.

In order to show his sincerity, the Barbarian King not only signed the contract but also took the initiative to hand over his second son, the mastermind of the conspiracy with King Jia and the leader of the war, as a hostage.

The second prince had a rebellious look on his face. He refused to behave himself even when he was tied up. Finally, Wen Chengyuan got tired of him and simply cut off his jaw. He looked extremely miserable when he was brought back.

Although Da Zhao and the barbarians have temporarily ceased fighting, the death of so many people is a real fact. It is impossible to deal with all of them, so it is good to have someone like this to vent their anger. Of course, the soldiers will not care about his feelings.

Internally, all the princes who followed the rebellion were arrested and imprisoned, and their subordinates either surrendered or fled. In short, they could not make any big progress and needed to be slowly brought under control.

However, the commotion this time was quite big. The princes who had previously pledged their loyalty to Xie Lang were also alarmed and began to use their own channels to wait and see.

When they first heard that Xie Lang was missing, they were worried for a while. Later, when they found out it was fake, they actually secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

To put it bluntly, the reason why they offered their sincerity so early, besides because they really didn't want to get involved and disrupt their peaceful lives, was because they were timid.

See, now the rebels have been dealt with.

Fortunately, this doesn't affect them.

After resting for a while, Wen Hemian returned to the border city to reunite with her parents.

"Do you really want to take this person to the capital?"

Qin Yi looked at the second prince lying on the ground in a mess with disgust. It was a pity that he was not captured alive on the battlefield. Now that he was a hostage, equivalent to a symbol of peace, it was a bit unreasonable for them to want to kill him directly.

There's a feeling of something stuck in the throat.

Wen Chengyuan also felt the same way.

"It's fine for him to stay here." Wen Hemian pondered for a moment, "As long as we don't kill him, we can deal with him. It just so happens that... we are short of people to repair the city wall, so let him go."

After this incident involving Prince Jia, he had to send people to garrison his fiefdom, and is now preparing to build a city wall.

As the saying goes, the wool comes from the sheep. Since they were the first to cause trouble, let the second prince experience the feeling of hard labor building the city wall.

Wen Chengyuan praised: "It's a good idea."

So it was finalized.

As for the second prince who was lying on the ground whining and expressing his dissatisfaction, it doesn’t matter, his opinion is not important.

The overseer knew what to do with him.

"By the way, your father and I will accompany you back to the capital this time." Qin Yi mentioned this, barely getting over her initial dissatisfaction, "The little emperor should be preparing to marry you, right?"

Although they are open-minded, they also attach great importance to the step of getting married.

Facing his parents' intimidating gazes, Wen Hemian nodded calmly, "Yes."

"That's good." Wen Chengyuan spoke gently, and after listening carefully, he felt a little regretful, "Otherwise, father should have a good talk with him."

Wen Hemian: “…”

That probably wouldn't be a good scene.

That day, when Xie Lang came back from handling his affairs, Wen Hemian patted his shoulder solemnly and said, "Your Majesty, thank me for helping you avoid a disaster."

Xie Lang was confused: "?"

Wen Hemian turned his eyes away and did not answer his doubts. Instead, he said, "Let's get ready and go back to Beijing."

Xie Lang: "Okay."

After all, they didn't stay here for long.

Although everything is fine in the capital at the moment, the emperor is away and many important matters have piled up, which need to be dealt with one by one when he returns.

The emperor has not been in the capital for a long time, and he is afraid that his subordinates will have ulterior motives.

Fortunately, they didn't have to rush as they did when they came here. On the way back, they could enjoy the scenery along the way. These were things that Xie Lang didn't have the chance to see when he was in the capital.

Although the emperor holds great power, he is not necessarily more free than ordinary people in ordinary matters.

How does the saying go, "He who wears the crown must bear its weight?" This can well explain their current situation.

The weather was not too cold, so Xie Lang and Wen Hemian both rode horses, moving at a moderate pace.

He seemed quite curious: "Taifu, you must have seen a lot of beautiful scenery like this during those three years you were outside, right?"

"What's going on? Are you still reading?"

Wen Hemian looked over in surprise.

They both have a lot of old accounts to go over with each other, and now they are basically in a tacit understanding and no one mentions it again.

She reasonably suspected that Xie Lang was trying to cause trouble.

"You are wrongly accusing me." Xie Lang narrowed his narrow eyes, revealing some ill intentions, "I just want to ask, when will the Grand Master fulfill his promise to me?"

Wen Hemian instantly realized what he was saying.

"It seems like it's a long way off at the moment." Wen Hemian looked at the scenery in the distance and smiled, "We'll talk about it when we find an opportunity to retire."

Neither she nor Xie Lang were the type to just sit back and do nothing. At least, they would not be able to leave for long until there was a suitable heir to the throne.

It took a lot of effort to pacify the world, and they must make plans for the future generations.

Xie Lang snorted: "I guessed you would say that."

Wen Hemian thought he would continue to say something, but after a while he heard him compromise in a low voice: "But since you are by my side, it doesn't matter if you don't see the scenery or not."

"Just be poor!"

Wen Hemian glanced at him with a helpless look, then looked away.

As they expected, when the army returned to the capital, spring had indeed arrived, the snow had begun to melt, and there was a joy of new life.

In addition to the important officials in the court, many ordinary people also got the news and stood on both sides of the street to watch the army return to the capital.

The main force was stationed outside the city, and only the leading general escorted the criminals into the capital. According to the rules, he should provide pensions to the wounded, hold a banquet, and reward them according to their merits.

But the most important thing at the moment is how to deal with the criminals.

Wen Hemian didn't expect that what Prince Jia said could reach Xie Lang's ears.

This guy is not only brainless but also lustful. Wen Hemian treated everything he said as nonsense and didn't pay any attention to a single word he said, not to mention those dirty words. He was just playing around.

But Xie Lang was very concerned. He went to the imperial prison and when he came back he heard that Prince Jia had gone crazy. He didn't know what he had done.

Anyway, Xie Lang didn't want Wen Hemian's hands to be stained with blood.

"You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth." Xie Lang leaned over her shoulder and whispered, "I cut off his tongue. Will the Master be afraid?"

"His death...does not deserve a pity."

Wen Hemian lowered her eyes with a complicated expression, glanced at the emperor who was lying in her arms and acting coquettishly, and sighed.

In essence, the wolf cub is still a little lunatic.