In the Shihua Garden, Mu Qing walked in, dressed in armor, so conspicuous.

At Li Ziye's glance, Bai Wangyu stood up and walked towards the eleventh prince.

Forgot in vain

When Mu Qing saw the person coming, her expression was stunned. She was about to speak, but was interrupted.

Eleventh son.

Bai Wangyu saluted politely.

Mr. Bai.

Mu Qing understood in her heart and was about to say something when she saw the woman beside her and asked, Mr. Bai, did you bring any money? He was leaving in a hurry and didn't have any money with him.

I do not have either.

Bai Wangyu smiled and said, "But Brother Li does."

After saying that, Bai Wangyu turned around, looked at Li Ziye at the table not far away, and said, Brother Li, could you please get some money?

At the seat, Li Ziye heard the words, stood up and stepped forward, took out a handful of banknotes from his arms and stuffed them over, and said casually, is that enough?

enough.

Bai Wangyu looked at the large handful of banknotes in his hand, smiled helplessly, and then handed it to the eleventh prince in front of him, saying, Eleventh prince.

Mu Qing's eyelids twitched when he saw this. Who is this young man? Even he, a prince, has never seen someone use money like this.

What a waste!

Mu Qing only took a banknote and handed it to the woman next to him, saying, "I don't need to accompany you anymore. Girl, please go and do your work."

Thank you, General.

When the woman saw the banknote handed over by the person in front of her, she was startled for a moment. After a moment, her beautiful face showed excitement, she took the banknote and thanked her one after another.

Young Master Eleven, please come this way. Bai Wangyu said with a smile.

Brother Bai, please.

Mu Qing nodded and walked towards the table not far away together.

At the table, Sanzang was already a bit drunk, his fair little face was red, and he looked even cuter.

On both sides, several women were still pouring wine into the young monk, and from time to time they would take advantage of him and pinch his childish face.

This is?

Mu Qing was surprised and said, why is there a little monk here?

Do monks also visit brothels?

Why are all the people at this table so weird? Bai Wangyu, the top disciple of the Confucian sect, used to be the most polite person, but now he has come to this place of fireworks. It seems that this is not his first time.

Mu Qing glanced at the three people on the table, feeling even more incredible.

Sisters, go and get busy, let's talk about something.

Li Ziye took out another pile of banknotes from his pocket, gave one to each person, and said with a gentle smile.

Thank you Mr. Li.

On the table, several women took the banknotes with joyful expressions and immediately stood up and left.

The legitimate son of the Li family in Yuzhou City?

Mu Qing seemed to have remembered something and asked.

I heard that the legitimate son of the Li family came to the capital, and seeing how he was spending money like water, it must be him.

Exactly.

Li Ziye nodded in response, stood up and saluted, saying, "I have met His Highness Eleven."

Mu Qing stretched out her hand, pressed down the former's hand, and said, since they are Wangyu's friends, there is no need to be polite.

Thank you, Your Highness.

Li Ziye nodded and sat down again.

Donor Li, Donor Bai, let’s have some tea.

At this time, Sanzang, who was drunk at the side, held a wine glass, waved it in front of the three people, and urged.

Li Ziye pulled the young monk's arm away, blocking the young monk who was about to fly with one hand, and said helplessly, His Highness Eleven, don't be offended, this young monk is drunk.

He is a Buddhist.

Next to him, Bai Wangyu answered the eleventh prince's question and said, because he has nowhere to go, he is currently living in Li Garden.

Buddhist Tripitaka?

Mu Qing was shocked and asked, how did it become like this?

It's a long story.

Bai Wangyu looked embarrassed, looked at Li Ziye beside him, and said, Brother Li, it's up to you to do the talking.

Oh, it’s not that long.

Li Ziye said while pressing the little monk, this little bald donkey fell in love with a woman and refused to admit it. As a result, he almost went crazy while practicing Qigong. Lao Bai and I were afraid that something would happen to him, so we took him out to relax. We just talked

After a few words, I didn't know which string the young monk had a problem with, so he started drinking hard, and no matter what, he drank himself unconscious.

Donor Li, you are right, all appearances are false and false. This is tea!

With a red face, Sanzang picked up the wine bottle on the table, opened the lid and poured it into his mouth.

Damn it.

When Li Ziye saw this, he quickly reached out to stop him and pulled the wine bottle out of the young monk's hand.

Are all appearances false?

Mu Qing repeated it, a little surprised and asked, "Did Young Master Li say this?"

Nonsense.

Li Ziye smiled awkwardly, but he didn't expect this young monk to believe it.

Mu Qing nodded thoughtfully, said nothing, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it all in one gulp.

Next to him, Bai Wangyu looked at the expression of the eleventh prince and asked, His Highness seemed to be in a bad mood.

There was a big fuss at Mu Yuan's mansion just now. Mu Qing told the truth.

When Bai Wangyu heard this, he sighed softly and said, Your Highness, Princess Qingqing's matter is a foregone conclusion, why bother?

On the side, Li Ziye listened to the conversation between the two and immediately understood what was going on.

He also heard from Little Red Riding Hood about the relationship between the Eleventh Prince and Princess Qingqing, but he didn't expect that the Eleventh Prince would be so infatuated and dare to blatantly go to the First Prince's mansion to cause trouble.

Oh, woman!

What a disaster!

I will go to the palace tomorrow and beg my father to cancel this marriage. Mu Qing said angrily.

Your Highness, no.

Bai Wangyu was startled and said, this matter has spread throughout Dashang. It is absolutely impossible for His Majesty to withdraw his decree at this time. His Majesty's visit to the palace will only make His Majesty Long Yan furious.

I can’t care about that much anymore. Mu Qing took a sip of wine and said.

Your Highness, it seems that you have found the wrong person. On the side, Li Ziye, who had not expressed his opinion, said.

What does Young Master Li mean by this? Mu Qing wondered.

It is not that easy to change His Majesty's will. At least, as far as this matter is concerned, His Highness's words do not carry much weight. Li Ziye said seriously.

I would like to hear the details. Mu Qing frowned.

Regarding Princess Qingqing, I had a conversation with the Crown Prince of Southwest not long ago. The only person in this world who can change His Majesty's will is Confucian Chief.

Li Ziye said seriously, but His Majesty has not withdrawn his decree yet, what does that mean?

Zhu Qingge failed to see the Confucian leader, or in other words, the Confucian leader did not want to take care of this matter. Mu Qing said in a deep voice.

good.

Li Ziye nodded and said, therefore, theoretically speaking, there is no solution to this matter.

After hearing this, Mu Qing's expression became more and more serious. He picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank the wine in one gulp.

Brother Li, you are so smart, can you help me think of a solution? Bai Wangyu said from the side.

To untie the bell, one needs to tie the bell.

Li Ziye said calmly, in fact, the most critical person in this matter is the Southwest King. If His Highness can persuade the Southwest King, there may be a chance for a turn in this matter.

Yes, what Mr. Li and Brother Li said is reasonable.

Mu Qing said solemnly, the Southwest King loves Qingqing the most, and it is impossible to completely ignore Qingqing's lifelong happiness. This time, it must be Mu Yuan's promise to the Southwest King that made the Southwest King choose him. I will go to the Southwest Palace.
To be continued...