Wu Zhe was slightly surprised, when did I become so popular
The suzerain wants to have a cordial reception, and the prince wants to invite him warmly.
In fact, it is reasonable for her to be angry. No one has learned the magical art of freedom for decades, who can underestimate her as a single seedling
What a smart person the prince is, although he didn't see Wu Zhe learn the martial art of freedom, and he didn't ask her personally about the results of the master's martial arts practice that day, but judging by her mentality, she basically guessed that it didn't fail.
Of course, Shizi also arranged for senior brother Yijian Zhanfeng to test to see if he has learned the magical art of freedom. After quietly probing, he found that the profound energy of Yijian Zhanfeng was still there.
Then others may not be clear yet, but for the son who has the most information, the answer is ready to come out.
Seeing the embarrassment on her answering expression, the prince didn't take it seriously, and immediately said heartily: "Yes, I am confused. Miss Xiao has such a hot business, how can I come here when I have time. In fact, those Wu people are not special. They both have two eyes and one mouth. Moreover, the two countries have some hostility, maybe something unpleasant will happen, so it’s better not to go.”
"Will it be unpleasant?" Wu Zhe was surprised.
"Every year, haha." Shi Zi rubbed the back of his head and smiled.
"Oh." Wu Zhe fell silent again.
The son was surprised. Usually when it comes to this point, many people will take the initiative to ask to save face for the country out of the mood of the Chinese people. In particular, geniuses with extraordinary abilities would hope to defeat the spirit of the enemy's day-student warriors.
But Xiao Ruoyao didn't seem interested at all? Well, maybe women are like that. He guessed in his heart.
In fact, he never thought that Wu Zhe had traveled through time, and Qi Guo's feelings were not as good as that of the worst street boy.
The crown prince didn't take Wu Zhe's refusal to heart either, and after chatting a few more polite words, he got up to leave.
According to etiquette, it should be to send the heir of the royal family down. But Wu Zhe stopped Mu Qingya and Hu Yunjiao, who had been silent all this time, and just cupped his hands at him and said, "I am grateful to the prince for providing the blood-colored sign. I am lucky to be the lead actor of Guanzong, Wu Sansheng. I sincerely thank you."
The son's eyes lit up, he didn't say much, he bowed his hands solemnly, and took the human elevator down with the sad old man.
In the human ladder, although Shizi still kept smiling, his smile was even heavier.
The sad autumn old man had been by his side for a long time, and he was helping him to reapply the dog skin plaster. He noticed it immediately and couldn't help asking: "Master, why are you so happy that Xiao Ruoyao rejected your invitation?"
The crown prince smiled and said: "Hehe, although she refused the invitation, she deliberately showed me a kind of sincerity and hinted at that matter. This is enough to show that we have established a good relationship with her. At the same time, I am also happy for Sword Sect .”
The sad autumn old man was puzzled for a moment, and the son did not explain due to the circumstances, and motioned to go back and talk about it.
The last sentence Wu Zhe said when he was leaving was tantamount to telling him that he had learned the magical art of freedom.
Tell him this matter, Wu Zhe has carefully considered it.
She had already inquired about the dispute between the sons, especially the issue of Zhong Xunguan who would rather offend General Huyi than stand here.
After careful consideration, Wu Zhe confirmed that the battle for the throne could not be escaped. Since the Zongmen supported the eldest son, he, who has always relied on the Zongmen's breath, has already made it clear which side he is on.
Coupled with the recent couplet incident on the plaque, it is nonsense to want to stand on two boats and stand on one's own feet. On the contrary, it will offend the people on Shizi's side.
In particular, the opportunity to observe the bloody brand of Sword Fighting Sect was given by the crown prince. If I have concealed something from him, sooner or later I will reveal the truth, which will cause a lot of suspicion. So it's better to hint to him now, with his smooth performance, the mind can definitely analyze his own meaning.
"Oh, it's time to go. I'm almost suffocating." Hu Yunjiao said hurriedly after hearing the sound of the human elevator stopping on the first floor.
Hu Yunjiao was always very nervous by the side, from the elder Fuling up to the son's departure, she didn't dare to make a sound. After all, to her, these two are big shots, and it is not easy to get rid of the habit of status and status since she was a child.
Mu Qingya was in a similar situation.
"Elder Fuling, great elder, and son, um, so-so, not at the level of suzerain or king Qi." Wu Zhe teased Hu Yunjiao: "You have also experienced the big scene of meeting the suzerain. Why are you still so nervous?"
Hu Yunjiao blushed: "How could you be so close when you met the suzerain? The one-on-one conversation with the suzerain was only a few sentences, and I stuttered at that time."
"By the way, did you have any pre-respect etiquette of burning incense and bathing?"
Hu Yunjiao complained: "Yes, my mothers let me soak in the soup bucket for three full hours, and my skin almost peeled off!"
But she quickly added: "But there is no such thing as bowing to the east, is that the understanding of ancestor worship?"
Mu Qingya said with sign language: "I think Elder Fuling is trying to tease you."
"It's just cheating me." Wu Zhe nodded.
Hu Yunjiao said: "Your Majesty asks you to go there tomorrow, and it doesn't conflict with the suzerain's time, why do you refuse?"
Mu Qingya also gestured in sign language: "Yes, what a wonderful thing this is?"
Wu Zhe shook his head: "Not interested."
"The prince seems to be interested in you!" Hu Yunjiao giggled, and scratched Wu Zhe's cheeks a few times with her fingers: "I don't know if our girl Ruoyao has any feelings for her?"
Wu Zhe rolled his eyes: "No. So I simply refused. It's the interview with the suzerain tomorrow that makes me a little nervous."
Both Hu Yunjiao and Mu Qingya became serious.
"This is a first-class matter. Close up early today and go back to Autumn Leaf Garden." Hu Yunjiao suggested: "Let's get together and discuss it. Especially Zong Zhilian has a rich history, ask him to see."
Both Wu Zhe and Mu Qingya nodded. Although Hu Yunjiao is usually arrogant, she can think clearly when it matters.
At this time, the name of the third successful bidder was reported downstairs, who was the daughter of an unknown merchant. The silver price in the auction was 400 taels, which was also a surprise.
Half an hour later, the daughter of the merchant and the maid of the prince's mansion had finished their makeup.
The extremely satisfied merchant's daughter almost walked out of the Changhen Pavilion sideways, deliberately not taking a carriage but walking along the street, enjoying the amazement of passers-by.
The women in Shizi's mansion are very low-key, which shows the influence of Shizi's usual attitude on the servants.
"The fellows in this pavilion should each give out a red envelope, how about it?" Wu Zhe was packing his things, and seeing that there was no servant there, he hurriedly asked.
Hu Yunjiao said: "You are thoughtful, and you are willing to spend money, which is the ability to do big business. But you should also save when you need to save, five cents is enough."
Wu Zhe laughed straight: "This should be heard by the servants, and I know that you are quite stingy, Hu Yunjiao."
"It's called thrifty housekeeping." Hu Yunjiao rolled her eyes: "Don't think that money is easy, if you don't have a restraint on hand, you can go faster, save a little if you can."
After a simple meal in the afternoon, I rewarded the guys. Together with Zong Zhilian, they returned to Autumn Leaf Garden and began to discuss tomorrow's interview with the suzerain.
The core point: Should I become a teacher? (To be continued.)