Wu Chenxi said in surprise: "You don't know, the two adults from Shenguan Palace and Taichang Temple are competing tonight. I thought you came back in a hurry just to watch the battle."
Mu Yunhan said: "Didn't you say tomorrow?"
Wu Chenxi said: "It's ahead of schedule. Are you going?"
"Go, tell me what's going on."
Of course Mu Yunhan wanted to go, but she didn't know the relevant rules of the competition before.
When Qingfeng went to pick her up, the matter had just been settled and many details were unclear.
Wu Chenxi told everything he knew: "This competition will be held at Zhuque Terrace starting from Xu Shi. The prince will preside over it, and King Xinling will assist him. Your Majesty and your empress may also attend."
The Suzaku Terrace is located outside the court hall. Every Spring Festival, fireworks are set off and acrobatic songs and dances are performed on it.
The emperor and empress would usually come in person, scatter specially-ordered money and so on, and enjoy themselves with the people.
Occasionally, if there is any major event, the Priest Palace or Taichang Temple will be there to calm the people's hearts.
This is the first time it has been used as a competition venue on the same stage.
Mu Yunhan was actually a little confused as to what the Emperor had in his head.
It is understandable that the battle between the Priest Palace and Taichang Temple should be chosen. Last time at the Lingxiao Temple, there were only a few people who could enter, and the area was small, so it would not cause any turmoil.
This time, it was suddenly placed in the capital, and it was on the Suzaku Platform. Isn't he afraid that the Priest's Palace will completely fall and affect the people's sentiments?
Ah, no, does he want Gu Fenglin to kill Gu Yilan directly?
Mu Yunhan looked at Wu Chenxi, there were some things he couldn't think of but couldn't say.
But Wu Chenxi understood and said softly: "There won't be so many people going in. Not many people know about this, and all the streets will be blocked by then."
In other words, only dignitaries can go.
Even if something does happen, the impact will be limited.
Moreover, in front of everyone, if Gu Yilan loses, the halo will naturally disappear as soon as the fact that he, a priest, is not as capable as Gu Fenglin is exposed.
It is natural for Gu Fenglin to ascend to the throne.
Mu Yunhan was very emotional.
No wonder the emperor favored Prince Xinling. Originally, the father and son had the same idea.
Outside, the Qi State was watching with eager eyes, and they were engaged in internal fighting.
However, if this were not the case, Gu Fenglin would not have been able to rise so quickly.
Mu Yunhan asked: "I'm going to watch the competition tonight, what are you doing here?"
Wu Chenxi smiled and said: "This is an old rule in Beijing. Whenever there is any big event, if everyone has the opportunity to get together, they must compete for the glory."
So they all come here to buy clothes and jewelry.
"I heard that Xiangxuelou produced a kind of rose water, which can be sprinkled on hair and clothes. It smells great. We came to see it, but unfortunately it was all sold out."
Mu Yunhan couldn't help laughing.
Little girls are quite smart. They can't see clearly their clothes and jewelry at night, so isn't it just a matter of trying out the scent?
Wu Chenxi blinked: "Sister, I know you have a good fragrance, give me some."
Mu Yunhan said: "What will you do if I don't come back?"
Wu Chenxi glanced out the car window subconsciously and said, "There's nothing we can do. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future."
It sounded like he was gritting his teeth, as if he was angry with someone.
Mu Yunhan followed her gaze and looked out, and saw Miss Wu Er and Miss Wu San standing at the door of Xiangxue Building, looking over here with unhappy faces. (To be continued)