As a bystander, I don't want Yan Xiaoqing and Xia Yan to have to decide the winner. If either of them is bad, I won't be happy. If we can turn the conflict into friendship... I think it's funny even thinking about it.
how can that be possible?
The dinner was withdrawn, and I immediately issued a decree and sent the entire imperial dining room, inside and out, to Dali Temple and handed it over to the newly appointed minister of Dali Temple, Pei Yuan, for interrogation.
The guilty cannot be let go, and the innocent cannot be left unjustly in vain.
Of course, all this fanfare was actually to get Pei Yuan into the eyes of the ministers.
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In the morning, I reorganized the identity of Princess Changting, and used the reason Xia Yan casually mentioned, saying that Princess Changting was afraid of inconvenience caused by her appearance, so she always used a human skin mask as a cover.
Xia Yan was right. Faced with this illogical explanation, the ministers were all convinced and no one raised any questions.
A few days later, Pei Yuan gave a prepared reply. Most of these imperial chefs were appointed by Yan Xiaoqing. They grew up in the Xia Kingdom and performed their own duties. Once there was an order, they would immediately execute the order.
I thought that the imperial chefs had only received the order a few days ago, but they didn't expect that Liu Chi and Pei Yuan would see through it on the first day.
Pei Yuan accomplished great feats, and everyone in the civil and military dynasties was shocked.
"Xuan, Pei Yuan of Dali Temple is here to see you!" the eunuch shouted in a high-pitched voice.
The solemn guards outside the palace gate held the handle of the sword and stared straight ahead.
When the purple figure slowly came in, the guards' eyes suddenly widened, and they involuntarily turned their heads at his speed. It wasn't until Pei Yuan had gone far that they suddenly came back to their senses.
Not only that, except me, all the courtiers who looked back were shocked.
The spotless silver hair shines in the morning light, like an immortal who does not eat fireworks.
The purple mink velvet was wrapped perfectly and snugly around her body, making her look picturesque. Even though she had no expression, she still left everyone stunned.
Pei Yuan looked like he had stepped out of a painting, with a cold and arrogant look on his face.
"Pei Yuan, from Dali Temple, bows down to the king and wishes the king long live." He neatly lifted up his robe and knelt down, giving me the biggest salute in history.
"Get up."
After Pei Yuan stood up, he found that dozens of pairs of eyes had been staring at him. He turned around indifferently and cupped his hands to his colleagues who had not wanted to see him in the past: "I have met a few adults."
Pang Xiu looked at him carefully: "Oh my, isn't this Pei Yuan? They all said you were dead, haha, it turns out you were just tricking them into playing."
Immediately there was a gasp in the hall, and Xiahou Liancheng quickly went over and pulled Pang Xiu's sleeve: "Grand Master, you are confused. This is not the old Pei Yuan. This one is young now."
"Huh? But I think they all look the same." Pang Xiu looked innocent.
"What's your look?" Di Qing hummed in dissatisfaction, then put on a friendly look: "This one is much more pleasing to the eye than that one."
These words did not please Pei Yuan, he smiled faintly: "Thank you for the compliment, general."
"General, I didn't praise you. What I said is true." Di Qing laughed.
Getting back to the subject, Pei Yuan has made such a great contribution, so he naturally deserves a reward.
"Pei Yuan, I have discussed with all the ministers. The position of Minister of Dali Temple happens to be vacant. You can take it."
