"It's like this." Hua Jiayu said earnestly, "I got lost."

Hua Yan's eye twitched as he said, "I'll have the guards escort you back."

Hua Jiayu nodded and then ran over to kneel on Hua Yan's thigh, blinking his eyes. He asked, "Father, can you give me some silver coins?"

Hua Yan asked, "What is there inside the palace that you don't have? Why do you need money?"

Hua Jiayu hugged his big thigh and said, "Let's go out and have some fun."

"...", Hua Yan sighed and said, "I'll give you a thousand taels. Return to the palace before tomorrow evening's meal, and I'll have Zhao Zhen accompany you."

Gently leaning against Jin's thigh, Hua Jiayu exclaimed with gratitude, "Father Emperor, you're truly kind." As expected, once Hua Yan discovered that Jin was also afraid of pain, he could roam freely in the capital city.

"Daddy!"

Hua Yan lowered his eyes and gently stroked his soft hair, without saying a word.

After Hua Jiayu was brought back to the dilapidated palace by Zhao Zhen, she fell into a deep sleep. Seeing how rundown the palace was, Zhao Zhen went back and applied eye ointment for Hua Yan.

The imperial decree arrived the next day. Hua Jiayu moved to a new luxurious residence, and Zhao Zhen escorted him out of the palace.

Not familiar with the area, Hua Jiayu asked Zhao Zhen, "Uncle Zhao, how do we get to the capital?"

Zhao Zhen's face turned cold and sharp. He asked, "What are you going to do in the Capital Manor?"

Hua Jiayu said, "Yesterday I got lost, and it was Du Yang who brought me back to the dormitory. I want to thank him." Of course, this was just an excuse. His main intention was to gain favor with Jin Datui.

Zhao Zhen walked ahead with his head held high and said, "Follow me."

Half an hour later, the two of them arrived at the Du Mansion. Seeing that they were unfamiliar, the gatekeeper's servant stopped them and asked, "Who are you? What business do you have with our general?"

Zhao Zhenliang presented the waist card of the imperial guards and said coldly, "The Sixth Prince is looking for your Young Master. As for you, General, there's no need to inform him."

As soon as the waist badge was granted, the family servant trembled in fear and kneeled down, allowing two people to enter while another person led the way ahead.

Passing by an artificial mountain and a lake, the three of them arrived at a magnificent and luxurious villa. Inside, the air was filled with the melancholy sound of the qin, occasionally accompanied by the charming laughter of women.

Hua Jiayu looked utterly bewildered.

Does the protagonist receive such good treatment in the capital?

When he saw the real person, Hua Jiayu had an expressionless face and couldn't be bothered to look at this cannon fodder who took on the identity of the Duke of Douyang. He said to the servant, "I'm looking for Douyang."

The servant wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and said, "Sir... The young master has been sent by the general to resist the barbarians on the border. He's probably already reached the city gate by now."

Hua Jiayu became unhappy and looked up at Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen picked him up and flew to the top of the roof, even faster than a sports car. Before long, they saw Dou Yang riding a donkey at the city gate.

Hua Jiayu descended to the ground and found himself at a height that was just in line with the large nostrils of a donkey constantly emitting air.

"...The donkey had boogers in its nose, so he quietly moved away."

Duyang dismounted from the donkey and respectfully knelt down, cupping his hands: "Prince Liu."

Hua Jiayu helped him up and took out a thousand taels of silver notes, saying, "Be careful on the road by yourself. You're still young, don't get abducted by human traffickers, and remember not to flaunt your wealth." He paused here, snatched the silver notes back from Du Yang's hand, and threw them to Zhao Zhen, saying, "Uncle, go exchange it for small denomination bills."

Zhao Zhen's mouth twitched as he exuded an icy aura throughout his body, being completely cold-hearted in exchange for nothing.

He quickly returned, and Hua Jiayu stuffed a large handful of silver tickets into his bosom, continuing to say, "Don't show off your wealth. Be careful while staying at the inn. There are some shops that specifically catch children and kill them to steam buns for their customers." This Dujun, too, in order to make Du Yang kick the bucket, didn't even send someone to protect him when he went out.

Du Yang: "......"

Glancing at the donkey, Hua Jiayu whispered, "And your donkey has boogers. Get a cleaner one."

Du Yang: "..."

Note: In this case, since there is no specific dialogue provided, the translation simply indicates that Du Yang is speaking without specifying the content of his words.

Finally, Hua Jiayu patted his shoulder and sighed, "Brother, let's go. I believe that when you come back, you will definitely become a great general!"

"Thank you," Dou Yang stared at him, his eye sockets deep and clear, and said, "I'll remember you."

Hua Jiayu: "......"