This time, the soldier who went in to report came out quickly.

A man dressed as a scribe came out with him.

Well, the standard style of a famous scholar in the Wei and Jin Dynasties: a moon-white robe with wide sleeves, a feather fan in his hand, and wooden clogs on his feet.

As he walked out of the yamen gate, he seemed to have just seen the carriage with the "Gu" emblem.

With his hands clasped together, he came forward in two steps.

"I, Yang Wei, the Chief Clerk of Prince Liang, greet the Third Lady of the Gu Family!"

"Your Highness is busy with military affairs and has been slow to treat our distinguished guests. I hope Sanniang will forgive me!"

Yang Wei bowed deeply and made a full gesture.

"Well, Guangcheng is facing internal and external troubles, and it really requires Your Highness to worry about it!"

Gu Qingcheng didn't say anything politely.

Haha, saying "I'm sorry" can be exchanged for "It's okay", why?

Gu Qingcheng can "endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens" for her grand plan, but she will not always be "humble".

She was seeking cooperation, not flattery.

She didn't leave in anger because she really wanted something.

But this doesn't mean that she will always endure it. When it's time to show her fangs, she will still be sharp!

Internal and external troubles?

Isn't this word an exaggeration?

Yang Wei's eyes flickered.

He was called the Chief Secretary of the Royal Palace, but in fact he was Chen Duan's adviser.

For these intellectuals who make a living by their brains (or their mouths), "alarmism" is also one of the necessary skills.

For example, when thinking of joining the army of a noble person, one would exaggerate as soon as they meet: My lord, do you know that you are in great trouble?

Well, first scare the other person with words, then take the initiative to offer suggestions, demonstrate your own value, and then gain the other person's trust.

Routine!

It’s all a routine!

But Yang Wei didn't expect that the fourteen-year-old girl from the Gu family was also well versed in this.

"Gu Sanniang is joking!"

"Sanniang, please! The prince is already preparing a banquet in the front hall!"

Yang Wei laughed it off and continued to politely invite Gu Qingcheng.

Gu Qingcheng didn't take the opportunity to make trouble, she just responded softly.

Before Yang Wei could say anything, the driver quickly brought a footstool.

Ah Man and three or four female soldiers quickly stood in front of the carriage door.

They were respectful but polite, and although they were serving with servility, there was a unique charm in their service.

The whole set of movements is as smooth as flowing water.

Yang Wei narrowed his eyes. Hmm, is this the servant raised by a noble family?

Just as Yang Wei was observing secretly, the car door was opened and a slender hand stretched out.

Without looking at the face, just looking at the hands makes people feel that she is very beautiful, fairy-like and noble.

Next came a woman wearing a veil on her head.

Slender figure, graceful figure.

She wore a goose yellow chest-length skirt and a Xiangfei-colored shawl. Just looking at the clothes gave her a pink and tender feeling.

Well, the fourteen-year-old girl is indeed very cute.

Huh?

The third wife of the Gu family is quite interesting.

She did not deliberately wear clothes that would "show off her aura", but instead remained true to her nature.

Is this true innocence, or is it that one's inner strength is strong enough and does not need any external support?

Yang Wei is indeed a cunning strategist. Not only does he think quickly, but he is also very observant.

He remained calm and pondered silently.

A'man, A'li and others helped Gu Qingcheng get out of the car.

Gu Qingcheng did not deliberately try to look nice; her etiquette standards were ingrained into her soul.

She neither holds her head high and chest out arrogantly nor hunches her back in a reserved manner. She just stands so casually, giving people a feeling of nobility and inviolability.

"As expected of the Wujun Gu family!"

Six hundred years of heritage is truly incomparable to ordinary people.

Yang Wei is not from an aristocratic family, so his attitude towards them is rather subtle.

On the one hand, he has the same "admiration" as everyone else;

On the other hand, he also despised the corrupt sons of aristocratic families who called a horse a tiger.

Angry young man?

Are you disappointed with someone?

Maybe it's both.

However, at this moment, seeing Gu Qingcheng, who was casual yet noble, Yang Wei suddenly realized: This is a true noble lady from a noble family.

Her dignity does not only come from her surname, but also from the pride and nobility of her soul!

"Mrs. Gu, please!"

Yang Wei himself didn't realize that his attitude towards Gu Qingcheng had become very warm, even with a hint of "flattery".

This is probably a subconscious reaction.

Even though the other person was just a little girl who had not yet reached marriage age, he inexplicably felt humble and respectful towards her.

Huoshui: ...That's normal. The girl in front of you is not just a young girl, but the once powerful Queen!

Gu Qingcheng followed Yang Wei into the yamen and then came to the so-called front hall.

Yes, it’s a yard behind the lobby.

The yard is spacious and the houses are dilapidated.

There is no way around it. Since ancient times, officials have not maintained their offices.

King Liang was not an official, but he was a general, more rough and heroic than the civil officials.

He doesn't seem to be a person who pursues enjoyment. He is used to living in a dilapidated house.

Come to think of it, for those who lead troops in battle.

When the war really started, we had to sleep in mud pits, but having a roof to shelter us from the wind and rain was already very good.

"Gu Qing pays his respects to His Royal Highness Prince Liang!"

Gu Qingcheng came to the front of the hall and bowed.

She had taken off her veil and looked like a well-behaved little girl.

Chen Duan was looking down from a high place and could see the top of Gu Qingcheng's head just by looking up.

Well, the little girl's hair was black and thick, tied into two playful buns, and she didn't wear any luxurious or complicated jewelry.

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