As an imperial envoy, Li Xuan was certainly not idle. He had to hold meetings with a group of officials and nobles every day to deal with various issues.
In the conference room of the prefect's official residence, a group of people were having a heated discussion about the members of the Maplewood City Art Delegation.
The regent came to Maplewood City to meet with a visiting delegation from the Kingdom of Chu. There were rumors that the leader of the visiting delegation was an old classmate of the regent, and there was some innumerable and unknown relationship between the two.
So who in Maplewood City will receive the Da Chu delegation has become a science.
Everyone agrees to form an art troupe to host the event, but who should be the leader?
"In both emotional and rational terms, I should be the leader."
This prime position was too tempting. If he performed well, he might be able to indirectly attract the attention of the Prince Regent. How could Ding Zhen let go of this rare opportunity? He was the first to step forward without hesitation.
"How come I heard that you have been tone-deaf since you were a child?"
Salang said with a mocking look on his face, "The visiting delegation from Dachu are all experts in music and poetry. If we need to communicate on this topic, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it!"
Ding Zhen's face turned red. For a nobleman who thought he had good taste in art, being tone-deaf was indeed a major flaw.
However, he raised his eyes and said: "As far as I know, your knowledge of music theory is not very good. It seems that you can't even read music!"
The two of them were tit for tat, neither one convinced the other, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense! Li Xuan sat in the corner of the venue, yawning secretly with his eyes slightly closed.
He has no interest in getting involved in the fight between the Ding family and the Sa family. The two families are trying hard to kill each other and become the first force to dominate Maplewood City. However, they have been fighting for a hundred or two hundred years without a winner. You really
Don't you find it annoying?
Not being interested does not mean that Li Xuan can stay out of the matter. Seeing the two people's tone becoming more and more tough and the atmosphere becoming more and more awkward, someone finally couldn't help but said: "Two heads of the family, it is not an option to continue arguing like this. We have to choose after all.
Someone came out."
"He can't do it anyway!"
Salang glared at Ding Zhen fiercely.
"Even if I can't do it, you definitely can't do it!"
Ding Zhen retorted sarcastically.
"Since neither of the two viscounts is good enough, let's choose another highly respected person to be the leader of the group.
I think the Imperial Envoy is pretty good!"
Just when the two of them were in a stalemate and were about to overturn the table, someone suddenly said.
Li Xuan was drowsy when he heard the words and suddenly trembled. He followed the sound and thought to himself, who is trying to harm me?
When he saw the person who made the suggestion, Li Xuan was speechless.
This strong man, who is two meters tall and has a waist circumference of about two meters, must be Liu Cui's father.
Master Liu certainly has good intentions. The head of the delegation is a good job. Being able to have close contact with the head of the Da Chu delegation will open up endless possibilities.
The reason why he recommended Li Xuan was related to a gossip anecdote that went viral in Maplewood City recently.
Now everyone in Maplewood City, from the dignitaries to the peddlers, knows that Li Xuan has an inexplicable relationship with his beautiful daughter Liu Cui. He is the father-in-law who likes his son-in-law more and more, so he recommends Li Xuan to take this position.
What a fat guy! Li Xuan looked at Master Liu with his mouth open, but when he saw him smiling secretly at him, with an expression asking for credit, he really wanted to slap him.
Let me be the leader of the delegation. Damn it, I don’t even know how many notes there are in the music score of Wulunfengjie! When it comes to music and poetry on earth, Li Xuan really understands it, especially rap and the like.
He used to listen to songs to exercise his tongue.
But the music and poetry in the Wulunfeng world?
Li Xuan thought about it for a long time, and it seemed that he had only heard the music played at the banquet since time travel, and knew nothing about the rest! If he really let himself, who is tone-deaf, be the leader of some group, it would definitely not be to rush a duck to the top, that would be
What a waste! Li Xuan wanted to refuse immediately, but before he could speak, Ding Zhen said first: "The Imperial Envoy is a very good choice, I agree!"
You agree! Li Xuan’s eyes widened.
"I agree!"
Salang was unwilling to be left behind, and while speaking loudly, he nodded slightly to Li Xuan.
The two masters actually agreed that Li Xuan should be the leader. The reason is very simple.
They really want to be the leader of the group, but unfortunately there is a strong opponent blocking it. Since I can't be the leader, then you don't want to be the leader. Anyway, no matter who is the leader, it will be better than the old enemy! Besides, both of them want to be the leader.
They win over Li Xuan, and they all think that they have a good relationship with Li Xuan. If Li Xuan becomes the leader of the regiment, he can also borrow money. Of course, he must sell well and not offend others! "I also think that the imperial envoy is a good candidate.
.”
Magistrate An Rulong also nodded.
"Imperial Envoy, it all depends on you.
Lai Cang said with a weird smile.
"Li Xuan, come on."
Lin Yuewei smiled secretly and gave Li Xuan a thumbs up.
Without waiting for Li Xuan to refuse, the audience passed a resolution. Li Xuan, the imperial envoy from Maplewood City, will serve as the head of the art delegation and will be fully responsible for all matters related to the reception of the Dachu delegation! In Maplewood Square, rituals and music were playing, and private schools
The students there did not have to go to class. They all stood on both sides of the street leading from the city gate to the square. Everyone held two bouquets of flowers in their hands. Whenever a carriage draped in red satin passed by, they had to hold the flowers high and shout "Welcome"
” words.
The square has turned into a sea of flowers. After the carriage arrives at the entrance of the square, the distinguished guests in the carriage will step off onto a long red carpet.
When each VIP walked on the red carpet, a large group of fanatical "fans", whether they were really enthusiastic or paid, shouted at the top of their lungs, and sometimes even shed tears of excitement! The VIPs waved their hands all the way and walked through
On the red carpet, I walked to a huge white signature board, signed my name, and then entered the venue.
Throughout history, Maplewood City has experienced many major events, but none of them were as grand and sensational as today.
Especially such a novel red carpet ceremony made both participants and onlookers feel extremely fresh.
Salang took Yao Ting's arm, and the two of them walked to the signature board amidst cheers and shouts, wrote their names with a "swish", and entered the venue.
The moment they entered the venue, the cheers behind them weakened, and both of them felt a sense of loss.
"This Li Xuan is really capable..." Salang couldn't help but look back and saw Master Liu's plump body appearing at one end of the red carpet, standing with his beautiful daughter Liu Cui, making his
The plump figure looks more and more round.
Yao Ting said with blurred eyes: "It's hard for me to imagine how he came up with these novel ideas... Let the children welcome at the roadside, walk on the red carpet, and have these shouting people... Although
It looks a little messy, but the effect is pretty good.”
Salang snorted coldly and said: "It's just a little cleverness... You have to keep an eye on the elixir matter. No matter what the price, you have to force him to agree! Alas... It's a pity that I missed the best thing today.
Target!"
A trace of sadness flashed across Yao Ting's face, and she whispered: "I didn't know in advance that the target would really come, and there is nothing I can do about it... Don't worry, I will try my best, no matter what method I use..."