"Master, we've arrived at the palace."

"good."

Bu Suanzi got off the carriage.

Observing the palace carefully.

After all these years, nothing has changed.

"Your Majesty, you are back."

"This...this is...Lord Bu?"

"Xiao Fuzi, long time no see."

Bu Suanzi smiled and nodded.

He had met Uncle Fu when he came to Chang'an before.

Ning Que stepped forward and said, "Uncle Fu, go prepare three guest rooms first. We have two senior brothers coming today. Also prepare some wine and food to welcome my master and senior brothers."

"promise."

"No need to bother."

"Master, don't worry." Lu Bai smiled and joked, "Little Ning'er is now the Prince of Dafeng, holding a high position of power. He is also the major shareholder behind the Babao Trading Company and is very wealthy. We are eating at the rich man's house, so please don't feel burdened."

"Senior Brother Lu is right." Ning Que said seriously, raising his hand. "Master has been very kind to me. He took great care of me when we were on the mountain. I couldn't be where I am today without Master's teachings. Just some food and wine is nothing."

"Okay."

Bu Suanzi smiled and nodded.

Ning Que knew his character.

The food prepared was not that much.

Stir-fried pork with jujube and bean leaf meatball soup.

Add two plates of sunflower greens and you're done.

The dish is a bit simple, but tastes very good.

Lu Bai picked up his chopsticks repeatedly, his face full of enjoyment.

"Brother Lu, are you back from escaping?"

"Don't mention it." Lu Bai raised the wine bottle and drank it all. "Ever since I went to Goguryeo, I've been eating state banquets every day. But their so-called state banquets are basically just a gathering of Jucai. After all these years, the food here is still the best. I remember back in Kunlun Mountain, when I hunted and my junior brother cooked, wow..."

"hunt?"

“Ahem!”

Bu Suanzi raised his eyebrows.

He raised his hand and gave him a slap.

Lu Bai covered his head and cried out in pain.

"You bastard, you've really made it!"

"I was wondering why the chickens I raised were taken away by wolves every day. Now it seems that you, an ungrateful wolf, have stewed them!"

"hey-hey……"

Lu Bai smiled awkwardly.

They are simply greedy.

After drinking for more than thirty minutes, you will be full and satisfied.

Ning Que ordered someone to send them to rest.

This rare reunion reminded him of many things.

"Your Majesty, His Majesty has sent a verbal order."

"Go ahead."

"You performed very well in this Six Arts Poetry Contest. He has long heard of Master Bu's great name. If you have time, you can go to the palace to discuss the marriage."

"OK."

Ning Que nodded.

The marriage discussion was a lie; the main purpose was to see the Master. Since its founding, the Shenji Pavilion has always maintained neutrality, never interfering in the political affairs of other nations. Any disciple who entered officialdom would be expelled.

It is obvious that Emperor Feng wants to win over the Master.

Ning Que never said anything about the Shenji Pavilion.

In fact, not many people in Chang'an City know about it.

Of course, the Empress Dowager Fengdi already knew about it.

Ning Que actually didn't want to involve the Shenji Pavilion.

After all, they are too unique.

They remain neutral and treat everyone well.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Master."

Bu Suanzi walked to the pavilion and sat down. Seeing Ning Que looking up at the moon, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Well, was what I said back then correct? Being in the court means you have no control over many things. If you don't move forward, someone will naturally push you forward. You don't live alone; you also have to live for your family and your subordinates."

"But I have no choice..."

Ning Que smiled, raised his wine bottle, and said softly, "My father and brother are both dead, and the Ning Palace needs someone to take up the responsibility. I also want to be like Senior Brother Lu, traveling around and enjoying the scenery. Or like Senior Brother Leng, find a secluded and quiet place to teach and educate people."

"But you can't."

Bu Suanzi sighed softly.

Looking at the bitter smile on Ning Que's face.

He remembered that when he first met Ning Que, he felt that he was very spiritual, and his face was always filled with a happy smile. Later, after hearing Yu Ji's praise for Ning Que, he thought about playing chess with Ning Que to test his chess skills.

Bu Suanzi, a master of chess, naturally couldn't afford to bully a young man, so he gave up three pieces at the start. Ning Que didn't disappoint him, winning the game. It was for this reason that Bu Suanzi made an exception and accepted Ning Que as his disciple.

In just a few years, Ning Que has matured a lot.

The smile on his face also became more bitter.

"This is your fate..."

"What?"

"I will accept you as my disciple, and it was your father who asked me to do so." Bu Suanzi looked at the bright moon and said softly, "The first time I saw you, I said you were born to be an emperor, and you are indescribably noble. Your father never believed in divination, but the old princess believed that it was better to believe it than not. She asked me to tell the fortune for the palace, but I predicted a very bad omen."

"Great evil..."

"Hmm." Bu Suanzi looked at Ning Que and said quietly, "Finally, the old princess hoped that I could take you up the mountain. Whether it was true or not, you would have survived. Unfortunately, in the end, the entire family of loyal heroes was buried in Hulu Valley."

Ning Que's hands were shaking as he held the wine glass.

I started to push involuntarily.

Snap!

The ceramic wine glasses were crushed to pieces!

So that's how it is...

"What else does Master know?"

"That's all." Bu Suanzi looked up at the night sky and said softly, "That's why I've always hoped that you disciples would stay away from the court. Think about your senior brother Yue Zhongmu, who fought in countless battles and served his country wholeheartedly, but in the end, his entire clan was executed on trumped-up charges. It's only natural that you inherit the throne, but I'm afraid you'll become a victim of political struggle."

"No."

Ning Que shook his head slightly.

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