Chapter 60: Does the emperor fool people without blinking?
Just as I was looking around, two people walked out of the inner room. The person walking in front was very familiar to me.
It was Qiao Jiao, the pretty boy who planned to "rob from the rich and give to the poor" with us last night.
At this time, he had put on a set of crimson robes, with a jade pendant hanging on the golden belt, making the whole outfit look gorgeous and dazzling. The long hair on his head was pinned up with a jade hairpin, which was simple yet noble.
I grew up and couldn't believe that the person in front of me was the pretty boy playing dice with me with one foot on the stool.
The man standing behind him was about thirty or forty years old. Although he had a fat head and big ears, his movements showed a rare manly spirit. This kind of spirit would not be reflected if it had not been tempered for many years.
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He was wearing the most low-key dark brown color and didn't even have a single accessory. If he walked out on the street like this, few people would think he was rich.
But if you pay closer attention, you can find that the fabric of the ordinary clothes is not ordinary. If I remember correctly, the material is exactly the same as the satin Yelu Zihan gave me when I was in Qiyun country.
At that time, Yelu Zihan also said that there were no more than ten pieces of this kind of satin in the world. He got three pieces, one was given to the Queen Mother, one was given to his childhood sweetheart Yanli, and the remaining one was given to me as a pitiful charity.
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For this reason, several concubines came to trouble me, and those pedantic ministers said that I was an unknown witch, which confused Yelu Zihan, and even jointly submitted a letter to depose and kill me.
It's a pity that I didn't succeed in killing him and made him a concubine, so I was really innocent.
"You two must be the distinguished guests mentioned by the king? You have come a long way to meet us, so please take a seat."
He Wang greeted us first with a smile. He seemed to blurt out the words for who knows how long.
King Qiaojiao is the king of Luo Na country?
Okay, now I finally understand why Luonagao is so backward and miserable, and I also understand why he is so resistant when it comes to inviting foreigners to help.
It turned out that he was afraid of losing face, but if he knew the identity of Yelu Zihan, would he kill us secretly in anger?
I couldn't help myself when I looked at He Wang's shrewd eyes, but Yelu Zihan, who was used to such situations, responded with a similar smile.
"I don't know whether you are an honored guest or not, but I do have an acquaintance with the king, so the prime minister is being polite."
"You're welcome, you're welcome, please take a seat."
He Wang personally invited us to sit down, and the maids of He Mansion were well-trained in serving tea. Usually, the maids would just put the tea down and leave.
The maid in He's house was very attentive and deliberately lowered the lid to a small edge after putting down the tea cup. The ventilation area at the mouth of the cup was not very large and it was not enough to cool the tea quickly.
However, the fragrance of tea soon spread out faintly. From this subtle point, it was clear that He Wang was not a person who was easy to fool.
Although I don’t know the reason, I know very clearly that Yelu Zihan and Qiao Jiao who are here at this time must be conspiring to deceive He Wang!
He Wang asked, "I don't know how to call the young master?"
"My surname is Han, which means "zi". This is a lowly wife."
"It turns out to be Young Master Han, Mrs. Han. I heard that Young Master Han is engaged in business. I wonder what kind of business he is doing?"