Yelu Jin and others sent them to the Wenhua Palace, and then took people to Yelu Feixiong to report the matter, allowing the envoys to rest for a while, and then hold a banquet to welcome them back.
The attendants were busy decorating the house in and out, while they went to talk in the temporary study room in the side hall.
As soon as the Jin people left, Xiao Xian asked them what they were doing.
Chu Ting leaned lazily on the Grand Master's chair and glanced at them, "I have been ordered to come here to express the friendship between the two countries. You are here to help the Jin people develop their farms. Naturally, we also need to know the progress."
Xiao Xian said calmly: "I have memorials to report to His Majesty regularly. Is there anything wrong?"
Chu Ting waved his hand and said with a smile: "Your Highness, King Yan, don't be nervous. We are not here to spy on you, nor are we here to ruin your plan. We are simply here to visit. Don't forget, Your Majesty is also very curious. If the farm is really
It is very useful, so the emperor also wants to try it out near the capital."
Xiao Ze nodded, "Uncle Xian, it's true. My father misses you very much. There is absolutely no doubt about it. Moreover, my father also read your and the princess's memorial and became more and more interested. He wants you to return to the court as soon as possible."
, and then develop our own farm."
He looked worried that people would suspect that they were here to spy, so he was anxious to confess his feelings.
However, Shen Mingzhu felt that he might be afraid that she would drive him back.
Xiao Xian went to see Shen Mingzhu.
Chu Ting couldn't help but feel contempt in his heart. He was already a wife slave before they even got married.
Shen Mingzhu held the stove and sat down aside. She glanced at Chu Ting and said, "Since His Majesty wants us to go back, it's naturally good. We just have to wait for a while, probably in the second half of next year. At least we have to wait for the first day of the farm.
Plant a crop."
Chu Ting didn't say anything, "Anyway, we're just here to inform you, and we're also here to visit."
But Shen Mingzhu knew that it was not that simple. This guy usually meant something else when he said something east, and he would never let others know his intention so easily.
Xiao Ze saw that everyone was ignoring him, so he looked for presence, "Why is it so cold here? It's not very far away from Mianzhou, why is there such a big difference? Mianzhou is almost the same as our Daizhou, that is, cold
.But when we get to Shangjing, it’s almost freezing to death.”
He wanted to throw himself on the stove, stuff all the red coals into his arms, rub his hands and stamp his feet.
Xiao Xian reminded him, "If you feel too cold, it means your kung fu has not improved. As long as you have some internal strength, you shouldn't be so afraid of the cold."
One sentence captured Xiao Ze's pain, and he immediately pouted and stopped talking.
Shen Mingzhu was a little disgusted to see that he was still acting like a child who didn't understand anything even at such an old age.
I thought it was a past life, a man with a pacifier, pointing at others for everything.
In this life, no one will help him.
The next day, the emperor wanted to hold a banquet to welcome Chu Ting and Xiao Ze. Chu Ting was not a stickler for rules and hated those kinds of gatherings, so he immediately refused.
Later, I decided to go skating on the Ice Lake and watch the skating teams practicing for the Ice Festival.
Yelu Feixiong still asked the crown prince and the second prince to accompany him, and invited envoys who were willing to go to play to come with him.
Shen Mingzhu and Xiao Xian had already seen it and were only waiting for the Bingxi Festival to participate again. Now they had to deal with some other things, so they declined.
And she promised Shen Mingfu and Princess Xueer to accompany them shopping.
