Mo Zhu sighed in his heart: Their master, who was pure and stoic, was finally moved by all kinds of emotions.
The gentleman in front of him didn't know that his subordinate was worried like an old woman, with a rather helpless look in his eyes.
Junzi Qianxiu's eyes were indifferent and he simply said: "Let the state capital Li Jing handle this matter. He knows how to do it."
Princess Xuanhua's visit to Daqi is neither a state visit nor a pilgrimage. She is just here to play, and is not considered a state affair.
He, the majestic King of Qi and Qin, would not condescend to pay attention to a coquettish and wild woman.
If Princess Xuanhua intends to cause trouble, she will have to shoulder the responsibility of provoking a fight between the two countries. Can she afford it?
Jun Ziqian had a decision in his heart, and in anticipation of this outcome, he made arrangements for the state capital Li Jing early.
As if he thought of something again, the gentleman's thin lips were slightly curved, and his words were deep and bottomless: "The Crown Prince Duan of the Duke's Mansion is also a courtier of Da Qi. Now that a princess from another country is visiting our Da Qi, he should step forward to represent Da Qi on his behalf.
Welcome the princess."
Mo Zhu nodded.
Duan Shouyun, the legitimate son of the Duke of Guo, had a noble status, and he was the number one scholar in civil and military affairs appointed by the emperor. Now he has joined the Hanlin Academy to work.
He can be regarded as a hero in Da Qi, whose status is second only to the King of Qin.
It is indeed appropriate for him to entertain Princess Xuanhua of the Yan Kingdom.
Then I heard Jun Ziqian's cool and elegant voice: "Today, Lifang Pavilion, Zixiao Sect, Shenfeng Sect, Broken Star Palace, and several other sects, although they were poisoned by the Mingyue Pearl, it is not necessary to assassinate this king.
Facts, if you ask someone to tell them, I will definitely pursue this matter."
Today's riot in Lifang Pavilion was easily resolved by the young girl's superb piano playing. Fortunately, no major bloodshed occurred and there were very few casualties.
Everyone also knows that this is Hong Xiuzhao's conspiracy, and even more so because of the poison poisoned by Yuezhu, the culprits have been arrested.
but……
He brazenly assassinated Qi's important minister, the God of War King Qin. If he were to be held accountable, these sects would be in serious trouble.
Do you have any leisure time to worry about?
Do you still have time to stare at the little girl?
Mo Zhu lowered his head, silently feeling sympathy for these cannon fodder.
After all, this is a game, and they are all innocent people involved.
Mo Zhu suddenly raised his head: "Sir, Rong Sanniang from Lifang Pavilion sent someone here today and said that if their young master wakes up, he will notify them to come and pick him up."
A lot of things happened today. Miss Lan's identity was actually the daughter of the most beautiful woman in the world.
Now he has become the master of Lifang Pavilion.
He became the young master of Rong Sanniang, Aunt Yu and others.
There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with saying he's here to pick someone up.
but……
Jun Ziqian glanced at Mo Zhu, his eyes were deep and quiet, but seemed to be filled with a thin cold light, which made Mo Zhu's sword-holding hand tremble unconsciously.
The look in the master's eyes clearly meant that he would not let her go.
Mo Zhu lowered his head and remained silent.
Jun Ziqian looked at the white lotuses in the water beside the pavilion. The wind blew by, and the green lotuses and white lotuses all over the lake were dancing, and the faint fragrance of lotus spread with the wind.
His pupils were as deep as dye, and his voice was very light: "Isn't it time that the pear blossoms in Gong Yu Palace have withered away?"
The voice is very soft. If you don't listen carefully, you won't be able to hear what Jun Ziqian is saying.
But Mo Zhu listened wholeheartedly to his master's instructions, so he naturally ignored his quiet words.
The pear blossoms in Gongyu Palace...
Mo Zhu's eyes darkened, and he knew what his master was thinking, so he said: "Master, would you like me to ask someone to go to Gong Yu Palace and fold some pear blossoms..."
The indifference between Jun Ziqian's brows and eyes was quietly revealed, and a deep voice slowly came: "I will return to Beijing in October!"
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I feel like there aren’t many people watching, so I’ll update the Buddhist text
Despite the great pressure, I also became addicted...