novelraw Chapter 198: You are not kidding
Chapter 198: You are not kidding
On the seventh day of April, when the ministers of Emperor Zhaocheng were about to go to court, the Imperial Guards hurriedly reported that Rong Xiao, the envoy of the Southern Kingdom, had arrived outside the Imperial City of Shengjing with his escort team, half a day earlier than expected.
When Emperor Zhaocheng heard the news, he suddenly thought of what the young general in white robe said yesterday, "If the Ninth Prince of the Mu Kingdom is really powerful, General Rong is willing to be friends with the Ninth Prince."
I wonder if Mu Cang is willing to make friends with the general of the Southern Kingdom.
"Xiao Changhai." Emperor Zhaocheng's eyes turned slightly, and he ordered majestically, "Send an order to the Ninth Prince immediately, and let him take people out of the city to welcome General Rong from the South. The attitude must be better, don't be too cold, or you will scare the distinguished guest."
Prince Jing's expression was subtle: "Father asked the Ninth Prince to welcome the envoys from the South?"
Emperor Zhaocheng turned his head to look at him: "What? Do you think it's inappropriate?"
Prince Jing bowed: "Your son thinks it's indeed inappropriate."
Emperor Zhaocheng frowned: "The other party is also a general, and they should have topics to talk about."
Prince Jing sighed: "Even if they are both generals, the Ninth Prince is not suitable."
"Why?"
"Father knows the Ninth Prince's temperament. He always doesn't like to be warm. If the distinguished guests from the South think that our attitude is not good, won't it affect the diplomatic relations between the two countries?" King Jing said, "Besides, the Ninth Prince will get married tomorrow, and he is busy preparing for the wedding. How can he have the mood to receive guests?"
Wedding
Emperor Zhaocheng was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly: "That's true."
He then thought of Mu Cang's recent poor health. If the other party proposed a duel, Mu Cang would not be able to refuse, and it would also be a problem to stimulate the toxins in his body.
Emperor Zhaocheng quickly changed his mind and looked up at King Jing: "Since your ninth uncle is not convenient, then you go."
Prime Minister Gu's expression changed slightly. King Jing should come forward to receive the distinguished guests at this time?
King Jing bowed and responded: "Your son and the officials of the Ministry of Rites will go together."
"Yes."
"Your son obeys your order."
The Minister of Rites and two assistant ministers came out to salute: "Your son obeys your order."
King Jing quickly took his leave and went with several officials of the Ministry of Rites to pick up the people. The commander of the Imperial Guards, Ye Qi, selected a hundred people to escort them.
"Xiao Changhai, tell the imperial kitchen to prepare a palace banquet immediately. I want to entertain the distinguished guests."
"I obey your order."
The order to entertain the distinguished guests was issued yesterday. The imperial kitchen had already prepared it, so there would be no rush tomorrow.
The palace banquet was prepared in an orderly manner.
The imperial guards led the way, and King Jing and the Minister of Rites and his entourage rode their horses to the outside of the city. The two assistant ministers of the Ministry of Rites were not good at riding horses, so they sat in the carriage and lagged behind.
Outside the city gate, a group of knights in silver-white uniforms waited quietly.
The leader was a young general with a strong figure and handsome appearance. He was wearing a silver-white robe that shone brightly. He was tall and thin, with handsome eyebrows and outstanding eyes. He was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. He was sharp and steady, which made people feel awe at first sight.
The guards behind him were all white horses and white robes. From a distance, they were not only handsome and eye-catching, but also had outstanding momentum. Everyone was radiant.
The clattering of horse hooves gradually slowed down.
King Jing clasped his fists at the silver-white commander: "I am the prince of Mu State, Mu Xiujing, the sixth in line, and I am ordered to go out of the city to welcome the distinguished guests from afar. Are you General Rong of the Southern State?"
Rong Xiao replied: "Yes, I am."
After confirming their identities, both parties turned over and got off their horses. The officials of the Ministry of Rites came forward to take the documents handed over by the other party and checked them one by one.
During this time, King Jing seemed to be inadvertently looking at the young general in the lead.
The other party had a handsome face, a rare outstanding man, with sword eyes and star eyebrows, a gentle temperament, but there was a bit of sharp ice between his eyebrows. He looked like a serious and powerful man.
"What are you looking at?" Rong Xiao turned his head to look at King Jing, his eyes slightly raised, instantly adding a rebellious temperament, "Does my appearance still catch King Jing's eye?"
King Jing was stunned. He didn't expect such a dignified and noble man to suddenly ask such a question, which was very inconsistent with his image...
You can't judge a person by his appearance. This saying is indeed true.
"I'm sorry for being so rude." King Jing apologized with a smile, very calmly, "General Rong has an extraordinary demeanor, and I admire him for a moment, so I looked at him a few more times, please don't blame General Rong."
Rong Xiao said calmly: "No problem."
Both parties completed the docking process, and the Minister of Rites bowed: "Welcome General Rong to visit, our country is honored."
"Your Excellency is polite."
"The emperor has prepared a banquet in the palace, and all the distinguished guests are welcome."
Rong Xiao returned the greeting: "King Jing, please come, everyone."
Without further greetings, Rong Xiao and King Jing each got on their horses, entered the city, and headed straight for the palace.
"Did Rong Xiao enter the imperial city?" Yan Li leaned against the screen and asked casually, "It's a little faster than expected."
"Probably to catch up with Emperor Mu's lunch." Ming Qi was taking Mu Cang's pulse. Hearing Yan Li's question, he took the time to reply, "Rong Xiao has always been a man who pays attention to the truth and falsehood, and the art of war is cunning. He doesn't like people to find out his true details. This habit is very advantageous on the battlefield."
Yan Li raised her eyebrows slightly: "Who are you talking to?"
Rong Xiao is her general, how can she not understand his habits?
Mu Cang's expression was indifferent: "If there is a chance in the future, this king can discuss with him."
Ming Qi let go of his wrist: "It's okay for now, and tomorrow's wedding will not be affected."
Mu Cang stood up and walked to the basin rack to wash his hands and wrists, moving slowly and elegantly.
Ming Qi's eyes twitched: "Why do you take my pulse when the prince dislikes me so much?"
"Remember to put the handkerchief back on next time you take my pulse." Yan Li said calmly, "The Ninth Prince's skin is delicate and ordinary people cannot touch it."
Ming Qi's mouth twitched, and he bowed: "I, a doctor who is despised by others, will not be annoying here, and I will take my leave first."
Mu Cang took the handkerchief to wipe his hands, and when he turned around, Ming Qi had already left.
He walked up to Yan Li, lowered his eyebrows and looked at her directly: "I am not delicate."
Yan Li raised an eyebrow.
"You are not an ordinary person either." Mu Cang said, and stretched out his hand to her, "You can touch it, whenever you want, and however you want."
Yan Li lowered her eyes, her eyes fell on his hand, and she looked at it carefully: "The prince's hands are very beautiful."
The five fingers are slender and white, with distinct joints, and the fingertips are trimmed and symmetrical, perfect and impeccable.
Yan Li held his hand and turned it over. There was no lack of calluses on his palm. After all, people who practice martial arts hold weapons all year round, and it is abnormal not to have calluses.
Mu Cang looked at her without blinking: "Xi."
"Hmm?" Yan Li was slightly startled, and raised her eyes, "What?"
"Can I let you touch me for a lifetime?"
Yan Li was silent.
Mu Cang held her slender hand with his backhand, and said in a low voice: "I am a person who values promises very much. Once I make a vow, I will never regret it for the rest of my life."
Yan Li nodded slowly: "What a coincidence, I am the same."
She is also a person who values promises, and she will never regret what she promised.
"You are not joking." Mu Cang raised the corner of his mouth, "No matter what happens in the future, no matter what changes will happen between us, you can't abandon me."
Abandon?
Yan Li paused, the word is so...