The girl's voice was clear and ethereal, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. People completely ignored the arrogance in her words and only felt that they were extremely moving.
She wore a white skirt and a purple shawl with delicate and elegant embroidery. The veil on her head obscured her face, and her whole body exuded a noble temperament.
However, our dynasty is prosperous, with many merchants coming and going. They learn to behave like the rich and powerful, and their accompanying persons are more ostentatious than those of the aristocratic families.
Shen Xihe's men were all dressed simply, and the two eunuchs had been sent back to the palace long ago, so no one recognized them.
Because someone fell off his horse and hit his head, the people who were chasing him were very angry. Some of them immediately took the injured person and ran straight into the city to find a doctor, while others glared at Shen Xihe.
"You lowly commoners, do you know that the person you just bumped into was the son of the Marquis of Zhenbei!"
"I asked you to give way, why didn't you do so?"
"Why are you arguing with them? Take them to Jingzhao Prefecture!"
"… "
The angry accusations made those who didn't know think that Shen Xihe had done something extremely outrageous to them.
"Shut up!" Shen Xihe snorted softly, and swung the whip in his hand, directly hitting the person who was shouting the loudest.
She likes quietness and hates noise the most.
No one expected Shen Xihe to suddenly attack. She was weak, and although she could swing the whip, it only left a small, inconspicuous red mark. There was no real injury, but the whip also stepped on the person's face.
"I will fight you." The man who was whipped in the face by Shen Xihe immediately drew out the long sword at his waist and stabbed towards Shen Xihe.
A group of playboys, whose swords were just decorations, did not even get close to Shen Xihe and were kicked away by Shen Xihe's guards.
Two more Langjun rushed forward, but were easily knocked down by Shen Xihe's guards. They then realized that Shen Xihe was surrounded by strong men, and shouted at the soldiers guarding the city: "Langjiang, Langjiang, there are people at the city gates, beating up the descendants of meritorious nobles!"
The city gate commander who had been held down by Mo Yuan was finally freed. He waved his hand and ordered the soldiers to rush forward, not to Shen Xihe, but to surround this group of meritorious nobles.
Long before the voice of the Third Young Master of the Zhenbei Marquis's Mansion was heard, he had seen the document handed over by Mo Yuan and was about to step forward to pay his respects, but unexpectedly something unexpected happened. Mo Yuan received a hint from Shen Xihe and held him down, not allowing him to move.
However, these unscrupulous people were used to being flamboyant and did not notice anything unusual, thus offending Shen Xihe severely.
"I, the city gate guard Sun Jinzhong, pay my respects to Princess Zhaoning." Sun Jinzhong's sonorous and powerful voice rang out, and everyone was stunned.
"General Sun, there is no need to be so polite." Shen Xihe raised his hand lightly, his eyes falling on the quiet crowd through a layer of gauze, "I was born in the northwest, and have never seen the prosperity of Kyoto. I have heard of the grand occasion of Kyoto for a long time, and just entered the city gate today, which really opened my eyes. If you want to judge, I think there is no need to go to Jingzhao Prefecture, why not come with me to the Dali Temple."
After saying that, Shen Xihe turned around gracefully and got into the carriage with the help of Hongyu.
"Princess, are we really going to the Dali Temple?" Biyu glanced behind her and saw a group of young men and women in gorgeous clothes being forcibly detained by Mo Yuan's men. Who knows how many famous families in Kyoto are involved here.