Because Jiang Li stubbornly refused to leave.
The Grand Preceptor had no choice but to have Jiang Li pretend to be his maid and follow him around.
therefore……
Jiang Li was forced to change into a maid's clothes.
Jiang Li: "..."
I really want to kill someone.
Jiang Li angrily tugged at her sleeve, barely suppressing the urge to punch someone, and presented the tea and snacks to the Imperial Advisor.
Then he stepped aside and started to use his consciousness to complain to Lu Shiyan.
This time she didn't use a barrier, and she shouted even louder.
"In my entire life, I, Jiang Li, have never served anyone." Jiang Li rolled her eyes as she spoke. "If I were to serve someone, wouldn't he be afraid of shortening his own lifespan?"
Lu Shiyan's lips twitched slightly, and he uttered the truth in one sentence: "He probably never thought he could live a long life, right?"
After all, they were all people who were planning to sacrifice themselves.
Otherwise, no matter how much he shortened his lifespan, he would still live longer than the age at which he was sacrificed.
Jiang Li: "..."
So this is what it feels like to have a conversation die.
"How dare you say that?" Jiang Li glared angrily at Lu Shiyan again. "You, who were given a three-day deadline, have the nerve to ridicule others?"
Lu Shiyan: "..."
Okay.
“I want to see Fuying…” Jiang Li glanced at Lu Shiyan again, “Tell me… how can I find an opportunity to see her?”
It was clearly inconvenient for him to meet Fuying while he was constantly following the Imperial Advisor.
after all……
How could the Imperial Preceptor possibly meet with Fuying in private?
This is really a headache.
"Why don't you just talk to him directly?" Lu Shiyan nodded to the Imperial Advisor who was intently watching something. "Maybe he'll agree to help."
"I wasn't hiding my conversation from him when I spoke to you. If he wanted to help, would I need to go and talk to him specifically?" Jiang Li said, pursing her lips.
Lu Shiyan: "..."
That being said...
but……
This is not how one conducts oneself in society.
"Fine, when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head..." Jiang Li, who was so arrogant just a moment ago, chose to accept her fate the next second.
Jiang Li walked towards the Imperial Advisor, trying her best to appear well-behaved.
"Grand Preceptor..." Jiang Li refilled his teacup, "Could you please do me a favor?"
The Imperial Advisor calmly raised his eyes. "What is it?"
Jiang Li: "..."
I don't believe you didn't hear my conversation with Ayan.
Serves you right for pretending!
But what could she do?
Even though she knew the other party was faking it, she still had to put on a smile and say, "It's like this, I've heard that Miss Jimo is the most beautiful woman in the world, and I really want to see her in person. I wonder if the Grand Preceptor could do me this favor and grant me this small wish?"
The Imperial Advisor gave Jiang Li a deep look, disagreeing with the claim that Fu Ying was the most beautiful woman in the world.
But he still asked, "Is this really the reason you want to see her?"
Jiang Li smiled but didn't say anything.
Can she explain her reason?
Obviously not.
But everything else is secondary; the most important thing is...
First, you meet the person.
Only after meeting the person did she know what to do next.
"There's a poetry gathering tomorrow..." The Imperial Advisor seemed to have thought of something and suddenly told Jiang Li, "The poetry gathering is open to all unmarried men and women in the capital. However, to enter, one needs to demonstrate their literary talent, and only those who pass the test will be allowed to enter."
“No problem,” Jiang Li said immediately, then smiled at the Grand Preceptor, “Thank you for your help, Grand Preceptor.”
"I merely provided information, a simple favor," the Grand Preceptor said expressionlessly. "Whether you can get in, and whether you can see the person once inside, that's up to your skill."
"Don't worry, since I'm participating as a maid from the Imperial Preceptor's residence, I will take care of the Imperial Preceptor's reputation no matter what, and I will definitely not embarrass you," Jiang Li said seriously.
What a joke! Even if she can't write poetry, who hasn't memorized Tang and Song dynasty poems?
Just pick any song, and it's enough to amaze everyone here, okay?
Um……
Before it even started, Jiang Li was brimming with confidence.
"I hope you will keep your word."
Jiang Li rolled her eyes at the Imperial Advisor, then walked over to Lu Shiyan and sat down lazily.
“Jiang Jiang…” Lu Shiyan said helplessly, “There is a poetry gathering tomorrow, and it’s in the capital. That’s all the information we have. But the capital is so big. Shouldn’t you ask for details about the exact time and location?”
Jiang Li: "..."
Oh, sorry, I forgot.
Just as Jiang Li was about to say something, the Grand Preceptor suddenly disappeared from the room.
Along with Lu Shiyan's soul, it also left in an instant.
Jiang Li: "..."
What does that mean?
Is this a deliberate attempt to avoid telling her?
Oh!
Even if we don't tell her, do you really think she can't find it?
With that in mind, Jiang Li didn't care where the Imperial Preceptor went and left the Imperial Preceptor's residence openly and honestly.
Anyway, she's a person with "status" now.
They still have the right to freely enter and leave the Imperial Preceptor's residence.
Poetry gatherings are something that, once organized, will naturally be heavily publicized. Just ask a few people, and you'll definitely find out.
then……
Jiang Li then embarked on her journey of asking for directions.
And you know what...
She was lucky; when she asked the seventh person, she got the specific information.
The other person looked at Jiang Li and chatted with her gossipingly, "Which young lady's maid are you, young lady? Are you here to inquire on behalf of your young lady?"
"Huh?" Jiang Li was taken aback. "What do you mean?"
"You, stop pretending. This poetry gathering is only for royalty and noble ladies. Before you attend, this information is kept secret, but the gathering is tomorrow, so there's no need for you to hide anything now, is there?"
"Didn't you say..." Jiang Li's expression was a little unpleasant, "that anyone who meets the literary requirements can enter the poetry competition?"
"That's right." The man nodded. "But the premise is that your identity must be appropriate. If your identity is not good enough, then no matter how good your writing is, it's useless."
To put it bluntly, this is what is known as high society networking.
It has nothing to do with ordinary people.
Jiang Li: "..."
No wonder this Grand Preceptor told me about this so easily.
So he thought...
Is it absolutely impossible for me to get in?
Oh……
Even if I can't get in...
Having found the location of the poetry gathering, was she still worried about not being able to stop people?
Jiang Li made a special trip to scout out the location before returning to the Imperial Preceptor's residence.
However, the Imperial Advisor was not in the study; no one knew where he had gone.
therefore……
Jiang Li will never see Lu Shiyan again.
I started to worry about Ayan after not seeing him for a while.
Jiang Li felt a little worried.
etc……
Jiang Li seemed to have thought of something...
She felt there was still one thing she could do.
They are here because of that formation.
The fact that these two places can be connected means that there must be some kind of connection between them.
If that's the case...
Jiang Li immediately began searching through the Imperial Advisor's study.
Just as Jiang Li was so engrossed in searching that she completely forgot this wasn't her territory, a cold voice suddenly came from behind her.
"What are you doing?"
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