Gu Xin arrived at the daycare and played with her younger brothers for a while before she ran into Cheng Huaijin.
"Brother, you're back so early?" Gu Xin hadn't had a proper chat with Cheng Huaijin these past few days.
"You didn't go to the Ministry of Rites today?" Cheng Huaijin was also taken aback when he saw Gu Xin, and then asked. After asking, he looked around at other parts of the nursery.
Gu Xin blinked. What was he looking at? Was he looking to see if Xue'er had come back with him?
"Uncle!" When Yun-ge'er saw Cheng Huaijin, he rushed towards him with his short legs.
"Brother Xiao Jin!" Gu Xiaoqi and the others also ran over in groups.
Cheng Huaijin was like a king of children, holding two on each side of his arms, with several other little ones hugging him at his legs.
He is very popular with children.
They all vied to be held by Cheng Huaijin.
There was no other way, so Cheng Huaijin picked up one child and then another, and then took them to the toy area to play for a while before the little ones finally let go.
Gu Xin finally found a chance to speak with Cheng Huaijin.
“Brother, I haven’t had a chance to properly ask you how you’ve been since you got back! Have you been corresponding with Father?” The brother and sister sat down in the pavilion outside the Beiyuan Nursery, drinking tea and chatting.
"We've communicated, and I also told Father that several small countries in the south will be visiting this month. Father directly said to send a delegation over, and to have other tribes in the west send people over as well, saying that we can't lose in terms of momentum." Cheng Huaijin said with a helpless smile at the end.
"Huh? What do you mean?" Gu Xin asked, puzzled.
"What my father means is that there will definitely be martial arts competitions at these gatherings. We in the West only have the prince and princess and their servants, which is definitely too few. If we can't even cheer as loudly as them during the competition, wouldn't that be a loss of momentum? We can't let the people in the South look down on us in the West," Cheng Huaijin explained.
"There's a martial arts competition too?" Gu Xin was unaware of this.
She didn't stay in the capital for very long; she went to the west and spent most of her time training troops and fighting. She had never encountered such a multinational gathering before.
The year Gu Shouxin became the top scholar in the imperial examination, she encountered an envoy from Xingnan Kingdom. However, at that time, there was only Xingnan Kingdom, and the competition was held in the main hall, so there seemed to be no sense of grandeur or anything like that.
In her opinion, no matter how strong their momentum was, it couldn't compare to that of their Great Zhou!
However, if multiple countries were to hold a martial arts competition, it certainly wouldn't be in the main hall. With ten princesses and princes from the western tribes, plus other people, the three small southern countries would probably be outmatched in terms of momentum.
She suddenly found it amusing and asked with great interest, "Besides martial arts, what else can we compete in? No wonder His Majesty wants to expand the capital; the current embassy could easily accommodate another delegation like this!"
Cheng Huaijin shook his head: "I don't know the specifics. It depends on the Emperor's decision, and then the Ministry of Rites will make the arrangements. Besides, I've never met anyone from the South, so I don't know their customs there. Anyway, in the West, it's almost all about martial arts competitions, and martial prowess is paramount."
Gu Xin said, "These past few days I've been learning the language from those three messengers from the south. They seem to be quite similar to our Great Zhou. I bet they'll even have a literary contest! Wow, that'll be so much fun. I can't wait!"
Cheng Huaijin laughed: "Then have a good time!"
Gu Xin nodded: "I like both literary and martial arts competitions, hahaha..."
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