Sure enough, Li Qianshun and Li Renxiao looked at each other with expressions of surprise. If that were the case, Daxia's military industry would surely monopolize the world.
But soon Li Renxiao raised a question: "No! We don't have sulfur in Daxia, so don't we have to buy gunpowder from Daxia?"
Li Qianshun was also dumbfounded. If this really happened, Da Xia and Da Song would definitely be constraining each other. How could there be any talk of monopoly?
A roar came from the silent garden: "You brat, you fooled me again!"
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When the Li family just figured it out, Xu Zizhen had already returned to his residence. He, Li Meng, Hu Sanniang and others were all arranged in the Sifang Pavilion. The administrative system of Xixia was almost completely copied from that of the Song Dynasty, so there was also a Honglu Temple. The Sifang Pavilion is used to receive foreign envoys and manage trade between the two sides.
This place is not far from the palace and is actually a quiet and spacious place, but Xu Zizhen was very unhappy.
It was already late at night, and Xu Zizhen was stunned for a while after he was led here, because he thought that even if he didn't sleep in Li Luoyan's princess boudoir today, he should choose some other palace for him to rest, right? But he got it Coming here, I gave up even the thought of entering the house in the middle of the night to tease Li Luoyan.
Moreover, Xu Zizhen inquired and found out that the person who arranged for them to live here was none other than Li Renxiao, the second prince in charge of Daxia Kingdom, who was also Xu Zizhen's future brother-in-law.
In the wing of the Sifang Pavilion, Xu Zizhen was grumbling: "I am a consort after all. Why do you want me to live in the Sifang Pavilion? Now you still treat me like an outsider. Damn it, I will beat the cook when I have eaten enough, and I will chase the matchmaker after the wedding!" "
Hu Sanniang, Zhuo Ya Gillian and others had already rested. Now only Li Meng and Su San were with them, but they didn't know what to say. Xu Zizhen was furious and scolding the emperor. They didn't know how to persuade them even if they wanted to. That's good.
But it was too late now, and even if he wanted to change places, he couldn't find anyone to change him. Li Luoyan also returned to the palace, and he couldn't see him today. Xu Zizhen complained for a long time and had no choice but to give up, but his anger could not go away.
Damn it, the worst case scenario is that we won't get married, and we'll hook Xiao Luo'er back to Song Dynasty to get married, so that Old Man Li will know that I also have a temper!
Early the next morning, while Xu Zizhen was still sleeping in a haze, someone suddenly called him outside the door.
"Mr. Xu, I have a visitor to see you."
Xu Zizhen was most annoyed when someone disturbed him while he was sleeping. He would yell without even opening his eyes: "It's so early to see something wrong. Let him get out of here as soon as possible."
There was a pause outside the door, and he called out again with some guilt: "Yes...it's Mr. Xiao Mou, he's here to send a gift."
"I don't care what he sends..." Xu Zizhen suddenly stopped in the middle of his words and his eyes widened, "Wait a minute, who are you talking about?"
"He is the son of Lord Mou, the envoy to the Privy Council, Lord Xiao Mou."
Xu Zizhen stood up quickly and said, "Please, I'll be here right away."
When he hurriedly washed up and came to the outer hall, a tall and graceful young man was already waiting there with a smile on his face. Xu Zizhen recognized it at a glance. This was the son of Privy Councilor Mou Xianting, who had served as Mo Diying pretends to be a consort.
Xu Zizhen hurried forward and bowed his hands in greeting: "Oh Brother Mou, why is it you? I'm sorry to have to wait for you!"
Mou Diying smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, it's because I'm ignorant and came too early. Brother Xu, I haven't seen you for so many days but you still look good."
Xu Zizhen laughed and pulled him to sit down: "Brothers, let's stop flattering each other. Last time, Master Mou was so seriously injured, and you played the role of prince consort in vain. I can't stop thinking about this.
Ashamed, I always think about when I can do something for your Mou family to repay you."
Mou Diying said: "Brother Xu, you told me not to be polite, why are you talking to me about this? There is nothing important for me to come here today. I just learned that my brother is about to get married to Princess Yuping, so I came here to congratulate you."
." As he spoke, he took out a gift list from his sleeve and handed it over.
"Oh, you are... too polite, how can I be embarrassed? Hehe..." Xu Zizhen said embarrassedly, took the gift list and glanced at it, but was stunned for a moment.
This gift list is a two-fold piece of hard-flowered paper, folded in four, and it is filled with dense writing. At a glance, you can see many rare treasures, such as emeralds, agates, pearls, corals, etc.
, not to mention gold and silver.
Xu Zizhen jumped up as if there was a nail stuck in his butt: "Brother Mou, this... this gift is too precious!"
Mou Diying also stood up and pressed the gift slip back with a smile: "It's a small gift, nothing valuable. If Brother Xu doesn't accept it, he will be looking down on my Mou family."
Xu Zizhen suddenly lost his temper. He looked down upon these three words, which are the most despicable hats these days. And who are the Mou family? They are Privy Councilors. Even Mou Diying now has a real official title. The Xiao family has fallen. The Mou family is now
Faintly becoming the most powerful person in Xixia, how could Xu Zizhen dare to neglect him?
Looking at Mou Diying's smiling face, Xu Zizhen accepted the gift list after a moment's hesitation: "This... brother, you said so, so I will accept it shamelessly. If I can help you in the future, just ask, don't
Treat me like an outsider."
Mou Diying laughed and said: "Haha, Brother Xu is joking. In five days, you and I will be real relatives, how can we be outsiders?"
Xu Zizhen was stunned: "Five days later? What do you mean?"
"Brother Xu, don't you know yet? The emperor has issued a decree to grant you a marriage. In five days, a banquet will be held in the palace to marry you to Princess Yuping."
"What? Why didn't anyone notify me that I'm getting married?"
Mou Diying held Xu Zizhen down as he jumped up: "Brother Xu, don't be anxious. The emperor just issued the decree earlier. I'm afraid it will be transmitted here in a short time. I'm just anxious to inform Brother Xu first."
Xu Zizhen calmed down his resentment a little, but he was still angry: "Just tell me, I'm planning to leave and give you a marriage? Huh! Have you ever seen whose prince-in-law lives in Sifangguan? He even gave me a farmhouse to live in.
Not even that angry."
Mou Diying suddenly laughed, pulled Xu Zizhen and whispered: "Brother Xu, do you know the second prince's intention of placing you here?"
Xu Zizhen was slightly startled: "What else is there for? Isn't it just to humiliate me?"
Mou Diying smiled mysteriously: "I have something important to attend to, so I'll leave first. But Brother Xu... just stay in this hall. I'm afraid you won't have time to go back to your room today." After saying that, he was confused.
Xu Zizhen left quietly.
Xu Zizhen scratched his head and said to himself: "What does this mean?"
Just then the post officer from the Sifang Pavilion came in again: "Mr. Xu, Zhongshu ordered the young master of Mr. Li's family to ask for an audience."
Xu Zizhen didn't react for a moment: "Master Li? I don't know him. Why is his son here?"
The post official said: "Oh, I'm here to give you gifts too."