Xiao Qing became interested. "Where is the Imperial Master now?"
Qi Suyun chuckled and glanced at the seat next to him.
The person sitting next to him was wearing a pure white cloak with a wide hood covering his face, making it impossible to see his features.
But judging from his figure, he must be a man.
Song Tingwan looked at him curiously.
He slowly stood up, walked to the center of the hall, and performed the Wei State salute.
It feels a bit like a cult leader.
Song Tingwan was a little surprised.
How could such a person, who exudes evil spirit from head to toe, be the national teacher of their Wei country?
The Imperial Preceptor spoke slowly, "Respected Emperor Daqing, I am the Imperial Preceptor of the Wei Kingdom."
"I heard there's a goddess in Daqing with great magical powers, so I came here to learn from her."
After saying this, the Imperial Master turned and faced Song Tingwan. "I wonder if the goddess would be willing to teach me?"
Song Tingwan: “…”
Could this guy really be something?
The Empress, who had barely spoken since the banquet began, twitched her red lips. "Oh? The Imperial Preceptor is so powerful that he could tell with just one calculation that it was the goddess of Daqing?"
The Imperial Master turned around and said to the Queen, "Your Majesty, this is a trivial skill, not worth mentioning."
Xiao Qing laughed a few times, "The Imperial Master is indeed very powerful."
"However, you have to ask the goddess about this. I will not force the goddess."
Song Tingwan quietly rolled her eyes.
Did the queen blame her son for her own crime?
Do you know what her identity is, which is very powerful and unimaginable?
Wouldn't it be better to just ask a random palace maid when no one is paying attention and you'll know?
Even if not, it's not hard to guess from looking at her seat...
After hearing the emperor's words, Qi Suyun stood up before the imperial teacher could speak.
He looked at Song Tingwan with a smile, "I wonder if the goddess can give me a chance?"
Song Tingwan took a deep breath without leaving any trace.
He said he was asking her for advice, but actually he was just competing with her.
Although she really doesn't know fortune-telling or witchcraft, she still has to pretend to be a goddess.
Don't let people look down on you.
Let's take it one step at a time.
She always believed in her luck.
What's more, it is still unknown whether this so-called national teacher is really capable.
If he was really that powerful, the Wei army would not have been defeated so badly in Fenzhou.
Thinking of this, Song Tingwan felt much calmer.
Song Tingwan remained seated and spoke slowly, "Everyone who comes here is a guest. It's not that I'm unwilling to teach you."
"However, you have to produce something to make me feel that you are qualified to accept my guidance."
"Otherwise, wouldn't it be like I would be wasting my time when anyone comes to ask me for advice?"
When these words were spoken, everyone in the room was shocked.
No one expected that the goddess would say these words to the national teacher of Wei State in front of the envoys of Wei State.
How arrogant!
So handsome!
What a great honor for Daqing!
There was no special reaction on the face of the woman sitting on the right.
On the other hand, the princes of Daqing were so happy that their faces were overflowing with satisfaction, and the older officials in the court all lowered their eyes and tried to suppress their smiles.
The dignified imperial teacher was "humiliated" by the goddess in court.
Although the Wei Kingdom came to them with full sincerity to show goodwill, it does not mean that they will forget the soldiers who died in Fenzhou.
The evil that Wei State did to them can never be washed away in any form.
So when the goddess spoke so arrogantly to the national teacher opposite them, they were undoubtedly secretly delighted in their hearts.
I even think that it would be better to make the people of Wei suffer even more.
At this moment, the face of the national teacher hidden under the hood had already become as dark as water.
The overall situation was more important. He did not get angry because of the goddess' words. He just raised the corner of his mouth darkly and said, "Then please take care of it, goddess."
Song Tingwan raised an eyebrow and said, "Let's wait and see."
I saw the imperial teacher, dressed in snow-white, stretching out his grayish-white hands from his wide, long sleeves.
The exposed fingers and wrists were all skinny.
They don't seem like normal people anymore.
The Imperial Master raised his gray fingers in the air, rubbing his index finger and thumb against each other.
After a few seconds, a wisp of smoke emerged from the fingertips and meandered upwards into the sky.
The hall was very spacious and no one was very close to him. They only knew that the smoke was floating out from his hands, but could not see clearly where the smoke came from.
Then, the Imperial Master crossed his hands on his shoulders and spread them upwards.
Song Tingwan followed him closely, afraid of missing something.
The next moment, two yellow-white flames ignited on the imperial teacher's snow-white cloak.
Standing strangely on his shoulder.
Gradually, it spread throughout his body, and he seemed to be wrapped in a sea of fire.
The flames leaped, but the Imperial Master was not burned at all, and his clothes showed no signs of catching fire.
For a moment, everyone in the hall could no longer sit still.
After all, they were all famous people, so there was no loud noise, only some whispers between the people sitting next to them.
A certain prince: "Did you see how the flame started?"
Another prince: "No, maybe it's a unique secret technique."
The twelfth prince also came today, and now he showed a puzzled expression, "Royal brother, how can the Wei Kingdom's state teacher start a fire with his bare hands?"
A certain prince: "Yier wants to learn?"
Xiao Yi pursed his lips and shook his head, looking mature. "No, I'm just curious."
The prince smiled, leaned over and rubbed his head, "It's normal for a national preceptor to know some magic."
"If Yi'er wants to learn, don't we have ready-made ones in Daqing?"
Xiao Yi blinked, "Brother, are you talking about the goddess? It is said that the goddess has great powers. I have not been able to see her in person. I wonder if she would be willing to accept me as her disciple?"
Prince: "How can you know if you don't try?"
In the main hall, those who reacted most obviously were basically the younger generation.
Especially Miaoyi, her eyes were wide open, and her eyeballs were almost glued to the national teacher.
Miaoyi sat in the middle seat and turned her head to whisper to the person beside her, "Royal sister, his whole body is on fire, but how come he looks like nothing happened? Do you know why?"
Her sister did not respond to her.
Miao Yi pursed her lips in dismay, raised her hand to support her chin, and cast her gaze towards the center of the hall again.
The imperial teacher, who was covered tightly in a snow-white cloak, was still performing.
Thick smoke billowed up, and the entire body of the imperial teacher was hidden in it.
But when the smoke cleared, the person was nowhere to be seen.
Another cloud of smoke rose, and the Imperial Master appeared again.
Everyone was shocked by his action.
Including Song Tingwan.
This looks like a real thing.
Is this some kind of sleight of hand?
Otherwise, why would people just disappear?
Or does this mysterious national teacher really have the ability?
Song Tingwan thought about it, and while everyone was shocked and stunned, he stood up and walked straight towards the national teacher.
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