After silence, Xia Shang's eyes scanned the face of the woman at the table.
The suddenness of the incident may sound a bit unreasonable at first, but what the woman said was correct.
Are the current marriages between the two countries really willing to maintain goodwill with Dahua? Or is it just a delaying tactic?
It's hard to explain, but for the sake of long-term peace and stability, it would definitely be a good thing to allow a prince with little ability to take power.
Is what the other person said true or false?
And is it worth the risk to yourself?
After thinking for a while, Xia Shang replied: "I can't give you an answer to this matter. I need time to think about it."
The woman stood up and regained her composure: "It doesn't matter, I will be with you until you give the answer. When you make a decision, just tell me."
After saying that, the woman turned around and prepared to leave.
"May I have your name?"
"Haruta Sakura."
Leaving behind three words and a faint silhouette, the door was closed.
Xia Shang fell into deep thought. In the next time, he should start preparing for the wedding. No one knows what will happen after that.
There may be many sudden dangerous situations that may endanger yourself, your family, or the country.
Xia Shang's mood has changed now. He feels that it is too tiring to play himself as a person who does not hesitate to serve the country and the nation.
For some unreasonable persistence to maintain inner stability, I have found myself countless troubles and dangers.
In the past, it was okay to concentrate the danger within Dahua territory, but now the domestic danger has not been eliminated, and threats from foreign countries have targeted us.
At this moment, Xia Shang was a little confused. He didn't know whether he should arrange the upcoming wedding or continue to use his personal power to investigate the truth about the forces behind the Japanese country.
A useless prince should not appear in Xia Shang's thinking at all, but after thinking that this useless prince might really relieve the pressure from the Japanese country, Xia Shang was still a little impulsive in his heart.
Perhaps Xia Shang should find some helpers, but who in the current capital would offend the current authorities for the sake of stability in a few years or decades?
This is an action that is destined to receive no support. Xia Shang knows this very well, so he cannot make hasty promises yet.
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Shang is also a pragmatic person and will not risk his life for long-term interests.
Before that, Xia Shang must first figure out everything that happened to Lingsi.
Why did the person who was seriously injured last night recover as before in just one night?
Xia Shang had a feeling that if he could find a breakthrough and get the truth behind this, perhaps all the fog that shrouded him would be instantly solved.
But figuring this out is easier said than done?
Thinking of this, Xia Shang scratched his head in confusion. He didn't know how many hairs he would pull out that night.
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The next day, as soon as Xia Shang went out, he met Chuntian who was inspecting him. He saw that she was standing still at the door. The only difference from last night was that she had changed into more ordinary clothes and no longer covered her face to pretend to be mysterious.
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"Are you staying here all night?" Xia Shang asked.
Haruta didn't answer, just stood.
At this time, a cleaning maid came over. She didn't say anything, she just saluted, which meant that Xia Shang was asked to make way for her.
Xia Shang didn't pay attention and went straight to leave the house.
Chuntian spoke less and followed behind Xia Shang, as if I would go wherever you go.
Xia Shang did not stop him. Today's matter was not a big deal. As the reception minister, he needed to go to the Ministry of Etiquette to check the details of the wedding and come back to inform the Japanese mission.
After leaving the Second Prince's Mansion and walking to the streets of the capital, Xia Shang saw the noisy and lively crowds all over the city. Xia Shang felt that the capital today seemed a little different from the past.
Perhaps today is the sunniest day in January. There are many ordinary people and vendors in the market. Children running wildly on the road are rushing through the crowd, and there is always an embarrassed woman chasing after them.
There was a long queue at the bun shop on the east side. The down-and-out scholar who came from nowhere stood drooling. The enthusiastic bun shop owner entertained the customers and turned a blind eye to them.
A pair of young ladies holding hands came out of the tailor shop to the west. They were smiling and seemed to be in a good mood. They must have chosen a lot of favorite things. However, the boy behind him was too tired to carry large and small bags.
Enough.
A large group of people gathered together in the south. Many people stood on tiptoes and looked in, looking at something strange. Only when they got closer did they realize that it was someone fighting crickets.
Xia Shang wanted to look to the north, but his view was blocked by a candied haws hawker. He took down a bunch of candies with a smile.
The gourds were brought to me: "Sir, would you like a bunch of candied haws?"
Then he winked at Chuntian beside Xia Shang.
Xia Shangxin said that today's candied haws sellers know how to keep pace with the times and don't look to children to sell their products. Instead, they focus on pairs of young men and women.
Xia Shang smiled, gave him three cents, took a bunch of candied haws, and handed it to Chuntian: "For you?"
Chun Tian raised his head proudly and remained silent.
"If you don't want to eat, I will." Xia Shang didn't bother to answer and started eating by himself while walking.
The small scenes on the street seem to be no different from usual, but the intertwining of many small scenes brings a rare Beijing flavor to Xia Shang, and it is more in line with Xia Shang's idea of the capital.
At first, Xia Shang thought that this change came from his own psychology and was not a real difference.
But after a while, Xia Shang noticed that Chuntian behind him had also changed. His eyes no longer stayed on Xia Shang, but became more curious about everything on the street, looking here and there, like a curious baby.
Xia Shang suddenly stopped, and Chuntian behind him bumped into Xia Shang's back without checking for a moment.
"What are you doing?!"
"Are you finally willing to talk?"
"..."
"You are such a powerful woman. If I don't agree to form an alliance with you, why are you looking down on me? Are you even reluctant to say a word? When I saw you yesterday, you didn't seem to be such a silent person, right?"
"What do you want to say?"
"I just want to ask you, you people from the Japanese mission have been in Dahua Capital for a long time. Why do you seem to be such bumpkin who have never seen the world?"
"You...I just think the streets are quite lively today."
"You also think today is busier than usual?"
Springfield pursed her lips and stopped answering.
Even Springfield felt that today was different from the past, so there must be something different.
But why do you feel this way?
Xia Shang couldn't figure it out for a while, but in the blink of an eye he was already at the Ministry of Rites.
At this time, in the second prince's residence.
The maid who came to clean Xia Shang's room in the morning came out, silently dumped the dust in the house into the yard, then dropped the cleaning tools and quickly disappeared into the sun.
After a while, the maid appeared in a dark room, holding a lock of hair in her hand.