After breakfast the next morning, Zhang Qingjiu, who had been staying in the Prince's Mansion for a while, received a letter sent by Chu Feng.
After reading it, Zhang Qingjiu smiled slightly, and instead of asking Chu Lan to help reject the visitor, he stood up and said goodbye to Chu Lan, "Your Highness, the minister may have to go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion."
Chu Lan, who was about to drink tea, paused slightly with the teacup in his hand, "That is your home, there is no need to ask me for permission."
"Having said that." Zhang Qingjiu blinked and suddenly stepped forward and said, "But Wei Chen will come back sooner or later. After all, His Highness did not give Wei Chen an answer last night."
The tea enters the throat, with a hint of sweetness and a hint of bitterness.
Chu Lan narrowed her eyes and said, "I asked Huo Wu to take you back."
"No need to bother." Zhang Qingjiu waved his hand and smiled sincerely, "Weichen can just go back by himself."
"Aren't you afraid of being recognized and arrested for telling fortunes?" Chu Lan chuckled.
The smile on Zhang Qingjiu's face froze for a moment, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Then... let Huo Wu deliver it."
According to Chu Lan's instructions, Zhang Qingjiu was sent back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and after seeing her enter the house, Huo Wu returned to the Prince's Mansion to recover.
"Your Highness, Sir Xiao Zhang has returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion safe and sound. Today, Prime Minister Zhang is working away from home and is not at the Mansion. Please rest assured, Your Highness." At the door of the study, Huo Wu lowered his eyes respectfully and reported.
"Yes." Chu Lanzhuangruo responded unintentionally, picked up a copy of "Local Chronicles of Qiu Di Kingdom" from the desk, and slowly raised his head, "In ten days, there will be a banquet in the palace to entertain the envoys of Qiu Di.
, Now they have stayed in the inn arranged by Honglu Temple, and I have told the governor not to allow anything to go wrong during their visit to the capital."
"Yes." Huo Wu nodded in agreement. Looking at the calm look on His Highness the Crown Prince's face, he hesitated for a moment and asked, "Then if Mr. Xiao Zhang goes out to set up a stall these days..."
"Tell her not to go out and wander around during this period." Chu Lan frowned suddenly when she thought that Zhang Qingjiu would cause a lot of trouble every time he went out.
Feeling the pressure coming from above her head, Huo Wu breathed out softly, "Yes."
He knew that His Highness was actually not willing to let Master Xiao Zhang go back.
What Huo Wu didn't know was that just as he drove the carriage out of the alley, the figure who had entered the house came out of the back door again, and the direction he was headed to was the location of the post house...
Ten days passed quickly, and Qiu Di's envoy arrived as scheduled.
According to the arrangements of Honglu Temple, the first event was a banquet for the envoys. The banquet was held in the Yundong Hall of the Imperial Palace, and all civil and military officials were invited to participate.
Their arrival brings the wind and cleanses away the dust.
The banquet started at three o'clock in the morning, and the hall was already decorated with lights and colorful lights, which complemented the sunset hanging over the sky and gave it a festive look.
Zhang Qingjiu set out from Youshi and wandered all the way to the entrance of Yun Dong Palace. He only felt soreness in his calves. For a moment, he regretted not letting the mansion's carriage take him here.
Just as he was about to go in, a slightly mocking voice suddenly came from behind him, "Sir Xiao Zhang is not feeling well. Would you like me, the prince, to ask the imperial doctor to come and take a look at you?"
"That's not necessary." Zhang Qingjiu straightened up, turned his head and took a look, with a smile on his lips, "If His Highness the Eighth Prince's imperial physician is free, let him take a closer look at His Highness himself."
As he spoke, he looked up and down and said, "You are young and overindulgence can easily lead to a loss of health."
"You!" Chu Kuo originally wanted to ridicule Zhang Qingjiu but was ridiculed instead. Chu Kuo's expression changed. Just when he was about to scold him, he seemed to have thought of something. He smiled coldly and walked two steps closer, "Zhang Qingjiu, don't be too cool."
You are proud, so what if you can calculate? This time, let's see what happens if you don't choose this prince."
Regarding Chu Kuo's confidence, Zhang Qingjiu couldn't help but smile, "Of course it means a long life, peace and joy."
"Just keep your teeth sharp and your mouth sharp. Tonight is the day you will cry bitterly!" Chu Kuo brushed his sleeves and walked into the hall.
Zhang Qingjiu looked at his confident look and sighed quietly.
What is this? The spring of common men in China?
The banquet was grand, and everyone entered in court uniforms. After all the officials entered, Chu Wei and Murong Qingwan came hand in hand in their costumes, followed by Chu Lan with a cold face.
Tonight, Chu Lan also dressed up to attend.
Seeing him wearing a lavender four-clawed golden dragon crown and a golden crown on his head, Zhang Qingjiu couldn't help but feel dazed for a moment.
The last time Chu Lan dressed up like this, it was his birthday.
The scene was also so lively and grand. Although he was no longer the protagonist, no matter what the occasion was, this person had a sense of style that made people unable to take their eyes away just by looking at him.
But he was still in danger that night.
It wasn't until Chu Lan sat down that Zhang Qingjiu blinked his eyes, slowly opened his eyes, and revealed a smile that he didn't notice at the corner of his mouth.
And this arc happened to fall in the eyes of Chu Kuo, who was sitting below Chu Lan.
Turning his head and glancing at Chu Lan vaguely, Chu Kuo took a sip of the wine on the table and smiled coldly.
After all the officials knelt down and worshiped, Qiu Di's envoy entered the scene.
Amidst the high-pitched voice of the eunuch, three figures slowly appeared in front of everyone.
There are two middle-aged men on the left and right. The one on the left is a middle-aged man about thirty years old. He has handsome features and a Fuzi-style beard. He is slightly thin. Although he is wearing the clothes of Qiu Diguo, he has a bit of a big emblem.
human appearance.
The one on the right is a sturdy, sturdy man in his forties, with a full face and beard, a fierce look on his face and murderous eyes. Every step he takes brings full danger to people.
In front of the two of them was a young boy who looked to be no more than twenty years old.
I saw that the young man had a handsome face, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, shining black eyes and a smile on his lips, and a gleaming white wolf tooth hanging around his neck. He was obviously dressed in rough Qiu Di clothes, but his smile was missing something.
Wild, a little more gentle.
The young man walked along with a calm expression and a steady pace. However, when he passed somewhere, his eyes glanced aside for a moment, and the smile on his lips deepened a little.
The three of them stopped in the main hall. The leading young man took a look and took the lead in saluting Chu Wei solemnly, "The second prince of Qiu Di, Murong Chun, is here, bringing with him Ge. Shanyue has seen your majesty. I wish your majesty and the queen good health.
May you have long life and good fortune. I wish Dahui good weather and good harvests."
The envoy's words were beautiful and his attitude was so respectful and polite that there was no fault in it. Chu Wei smiled slightly and waved his hand, "Your Majesty, please take a seat quickly."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Murong Chunlai smiled faintly. When he walked to his seat and sat down, he slowly raised his eyes and looked somewhere in the air.
Without any surprise, he met those bright eyes that also showed no surprise at all.