He was kind-hearted but didn't agree. I just let me praise you. Pei Huo still owes me that bastard, so I have to find an opportunity to let him go through the ditch.

Qingyao asked: "Is there no actual support?"

Du Yong looked at her and shrugged: "I'm just a gangster, what can I do?"

Qingyao frowned and said, "Young Master is talking nonsense again, you are not a gangster."

She heard Du Yong call himself a gangster many times, but he didn't have the style of a young master.

In contrast, Lingling is very used to it. She thinks Du Yong is good at speaking like this and has no burden.

Du Yong smiled and crossed his legs.

I rested for a night in the passing town, continued to move forward early the next morning, and arrived in the capital in the middle of the afternoon.

When there was still a small area away from the city gate, there were a welcome team, beating drums and cheering, and the scene was very big.

Du Yong and Zhao Dezhu came to the parking space and looked at the greeting crowds on both sides of the road, and all opened their mouths wide.

Da Hei, who was driving the car, said in surprise: "Young Master, this welcome team has reached the city gate. This is too grand!"

“Very grand!”

Du Yong nodded repeatedly, then muttered to himself: "My God, the general of Dongzhou will be treated like this when he returns to Beijing. It seems that General Nie is really going to be developed this time."

Zhao Dezhu said, "Master Nie is certainly a top achievement, but we have also made contributions."

Nie Qingyun was riding on the horse at this time, with a soft smile on his face, and waved to both sides frequently, causing bursts of cheers.

Qu Yixiong followed Nie Qingyun not far away. He did not deliberately make any moves, so the limelight was much smaller.

On the contrary, the young people such as Lianghe, He Muye, Pei Song all seemed full of energy, and the corners of their mouths were grinning behind their ears. Jiang Buping's pale face turned red and couldn't help but raise his hand to say hello. This was the highest moment in their lives, and even if they were in the palace to be rewarded, they would not feel so fluttering.

"no!"

Zhao Dezhu jumped out of the carriage, ran forward, and said excitedly: "I have to ride a horse!"

Seeing Zhao Dezhu jumping onto a horse and joining the waving ranks, Du Yong couldn't help but shake his head and turned to the carriage.

Qingyao said curiously: "Young Master, don't you go ahead and ride a horse?"

Du Yong shook his head: "Hidding pain will affect my performance at night, and you will suffer."

Qingyao's little face immediately turned red and she said coquettishly: "Young master is really, I don't look at the occasion."

Du Yong didn't care at all and chuckled: "It's so noisy, no one can hear it."

Qingyao couldn't help but beat Du Yong.

Lingling looked outside with her face and said in surprise: "Young Master, judging from this attitude, can't she just enter the palace?"

"Won't!"

Du Yong shook his head and said lightly: "According to the rules, General Manager Nie should go to the Ministry of Rites first, because some things need to be explained in advance so as not to be mentally prepared when the court is on the rise. I am a small character, and I will still come back with leave. I don't have to go to the Ministry of Rites, just wait for a turn."

Lingling smiled and said, "I have been away from the capital for a long time, and I miss it a little, especially the small attic in our Du House."

Du Yong thought for a while: "Go to the Marquis' Mansion first, give the gift, and then explain it before going home. Is it okay?"

"without!"

Qingyao and Lingling both shook their heads obediently.

Du Yong opened the curtain and shouted, "Brother Yang, go to the Marquis' Mansion later!"
Chapter completed!