As quiet as dead water.
The candlelight flickered in the room.
Li Zhongqian faced the scrutiny of the crowd and took one step forward at a time, his steps wobbling slightly.
The Jinwu guards on duty hesitated, not knowing whether they should step forward to stop him, and looked at Li De who was sitting at the main banquet table.
Li De was a little tipsy, his face flushed. He put down his wine glass, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the pale-faced Li Zhongqian without saying a word.
The Jinwu Guards looked at each other, stayed where they were, raised their hands to grasp the hilt of the sword, and stared at Li Zhongqian vigilantly.
The civil and military officials present looked at each other in bewilderment.
Prime Minister Zheng pondered for a moment, sighed, stood up from the table, and walked towards Li Zhongqian holding a gilded silver pot.
With a smile on his face, he poured a glass of wine and handed it to Li Zhongqian, saying in a low voice: "Princess Wen Zhao has made great contributions to the country, but it's a pity that beauty is envied by heaven. This glass of wine should be drunk by you, her brother. Zhongqian, before Princess Wen Zhao leaves the palace, you are the one she is most worried about."
The last sentence was very meaningful and came from his heart.
Princess Wen Zhao is already dead. She used a marriage to ensure the stability of her mother and brother's later lives. If Li Zhongqian had acted foolishly, wouldn't the princess have died in vain?
Li Zhongqian, however, did not appreciate it at all. He raised his eyelids, his eyes flashed with coldness, and he glanced at Prime Minister Zheng as if he was looking at a dead person.
Prime Minister Zheng couldn't help but feel his hair stand on end.
Li Zhongqian walked right past him and staggered towards Li Xuanzhen's seat.
Li Xuanzhen raised his head and looked at him, motionless.
Both brothers were born with a pair of phoenix eyes; when they looked at each other, one was numb and the other was gloomy.
The officials of the Eastern Palace jumped up and stopped Li Zhongqian: "Duke Wei, your seat is not here."
Li Xuanzhen waved his hand to signal his subordinates to leave.
The ministers frowned and looked at each other.
Li Xuanzhen's face turned slightly cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Back off!"
The ministers had to retreat.
Li Zhongqian's face twitched a few times and he slapped Li Xuanzhen with his palm.
Shouts of surprise rang out one after another, and the Jinwu Guards flew forward.
With a clang, Li Zhongqian's fist brushed past Li Xuanzhen, and he lost control and fell onto the felt mat.
The Jinwu Guards stood there in a daze, and everyone stood up in surprise, looking at Li Zhongqian who was struggling to get up, shaking their heads and sighing, their eyes filled with regret and sympathy.
They all saw it just now. Li Xuanzhen did not make any dodging movement. Although they were so close, Li Zhongqian did not hurt Li Xuanzhen and even fell down himself. It seemed that Li Zhongqian was really useless - he was the Li Zhongqian who was aggressive and never retreated in attacking cities and seizing territories!
The officials of the Eastern Palace stepped forward again.
Li Xuanzhen glanced over with a warning look.
Everyone clenched their fists, gritted their teeth and retreated.
Li Zhongqian struggled to get up, rushed towards Li Xuanzhen again and punched him.
The punch didn't have much power, but Li Xuanzhen still didn't dodge, and was hit so hard that his head tilted slightly. Li Zhongqian continued to swing his fists, and he remained motionless, and his fists rained down on his face and body.
Li De had been paying attention to the brothers' movements. Seeing this, he frowned slightly and signaled the Jinwu Guards to pull the two apart.
The Jinwu Guards tore the two brothers apart. Li Zhongqian's martial arts were completely wasted and he was dragged directly to his seat. There was not even a single purple mark on Li Xuanzhen's face.
People sighed: Li Zhongqian is bringing shame upon himself.
"Your Majesty!" Li Zhongqian, who was dragged off his seat, suddenly shouted, "When the Xie and Li families formed an alliance, what did you promise my uncle?"
The whole hall was silent.
The civil and military officials secretly groaned in their hearts and wanted to leave, but they couldn't say anything. They could only lower their heads and pretend not to hear Li Zhongqian's questioning.
Li De stood up with a gloomy look on his face.
Li Zhongqian sneered, his voice hoarse and sharp: "When the emperor married my mother, the Empress Tang broke into the wedding hall and my uncle wanted to take my mother away. What did the emperor say to my mother at that time?"
After this question was asked, the ministers in the hall lowered their heads even lower.
Only Li Xuanzhen raised his head.
Li Zhongqian looked at Li Xuanzhen with a sarcastic smile on his face: "The emperor said eight words to my mother in front of the Tang empress: the covenant has been made, and we will never betray each other."
These eight words made Xie Manyan believe that Li De had feelings for her.
Li Xuanzhen's pupils shrank suddenly, he stood up and walked to Li Zhongqian: "Say it again."
The Jinwu Guards were afraid of his power and let Li Zhongqian go.
Li Zhongqian fell to the ground, sneered a few times, met Li Xuanzhen's gaze, and said word by word: "The covenant has been made, and we will never betray each other."
The muscles in Li Xuanzhen's arms were bulging, and anger was surging between his brows. He turned around and looked at Li De with eyes as sharp as knives, and raised his foot to rush over.
The minister immediately grabbed Li Xuanzhen's arm to stop him from getting angry.
Li De looked at Li Zhongqian coldly without saying a word. His gray hair gleamed coldly in the candlelight. He raised his hand and made a gesture.
The ministers in the hall were just waiting for a sound, so they quickly stood up and Emperor Cang retreated.
Li Xuanzhen was about to rush to the inner hall, but his subordinates did not dare to let go. Several people held him together, advised him to be patient, and dragged him away.
The Jinwu Guards drew their swords and stood in front of Li De, on guard against Li Xuanzhen. Several other Jinwu Guards stepped forward, grabbed Li Zhongqian, and dragged him to Li De's feet.
Li De looked down at Li Zhongqian and said calmly, "Wen Zhao is dead. You will have to carry on the Xie family's legacy in the future. Don't let your sister die in vain."
The voice was as rational and calm as always, without a trace of disturbance.
Li Zhongqian collapsed on the ground. Hearing this, he raised his head. His hair was messed up during the struggle, his long hair was disheveled, and his face was distorted.
Prime Minister Zheng was leaving the inner hall with the others. His eyes fell through the candlelight on Li Zhongqian, who was kneeling on the ground with his shoulders pressed down. He suddenly remembered the cold look in his eyes just now. His heart trembled violently, and he stopped in his tracks and shouted, "Your Majesty——"
This reminder is still too late.
Something unexpected happened.
Li Zhongqian on the ground suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Li De. His body was as fast as lightning and with a majestic momentum like a huge wave. How could he look like he had lost all his martial arts skills?
Everyone thought that he had lost all his martial arts skills, and they all turned their attention to Li Xuanzhen, so they lost their vigilance and were not prepared. Li Xuanzhen was too far away and was held by his subordinates, so he could not move. Other civil and military officials did not want to get involved in the emperor's family affairs, and the smart ones had already run away without a trace.
In the inner hall, apart from the father and his son, only the Jinwu Guards and attendants were left.
Li De only felt a tightening on his wrist, and he staggered a few times due to the huge force, and a cold hand strangled his throat.
In a split second, the nearest guard reacted, raised his sword and chopped down with overwhelming force.
Li Zhongqian did not panic. He pushed Li Deying forward and took several blows. His skin was torn and blood gushed out.
He seemed to feel no pain at all. Facing the wind and rain of swords and knives, his body covered in blood, he continued to strangle Li De's throat with both hands.
The guards did not dare to kill him, and in their panic, they almost cut Li De's arm with the knife. They were frightened for a moment, and seeing Li Zhongqian's appearance, they were horrified and stopped their attacks.
There was silence both inside and outside the hall.
Everyone stood there in a daze, feeling a chill all over their bodies.
No one expected that Li Zhongqian would come to the Linde Hall alone to commit assassination!
Even though he was adopted, he was still Li De's biological son! Did he want to kill his father?
Inside the palace were the highly skilled Jinwu Guards, and outside the palace were guards. He was alone and could not escape, so how could he dare to risk the wrath of the world and kill his father and the king? !
Everyone was shocked.
The Jinwu guards from the inner and outer halls surrounded them in layers. Li Zhongqian retracted his fingers inside and Li De looked painful.
Li Zhongqian looked at the approaching Jinwu Guards, his eyes red as if they could bleed: "Why, do you want to see the saint bleed on the spot?"
People had never seen Li Zhongqian so crazy before. Their scalps went numb and they dared not move.
"Zhong Qian!"
"Duke Wei!"
"King Qin!"
"Ji Lang!"
The ministers who were about to leave the inner hall were terrified and rushed into the hall, shouting hysterically, "Don't be impulsive! Let go of the saint! He is your biological father!"
Li Zhongqian sneered: "Father? He doesn't deserve it!"
Everyone was anxious and looked at Crown Prince Li Xuanzhen.
Li Xuanzhen stood aside, his face showing neither anger nor panic, only coldness.
Everyone was in a state of panic and turned to glare at Li Zhongqian. Some cursed him outright, while others tried to persuade him with bitter words.
Li Zhongqian seemed not to hear it.
"Duke Wei!" A young voice came, and Emperor Zheng Jingcang rushed into the inner hall, "Duke Wei, please think about Queen Xie! Her Majesty only has you, her son, to rely on! Do you want Princess Wen Zhao to be uneasy in her afterlife?"
Li Zhongqian sneered: "When the nest is overturned, no egg will be left intact. Rather than living in misery, it is better to die with a clear mind."
The color drained from Zheng Jing's face.
There were the sounds of footsteps, and armed forces poured into the inner hall from all directions, densely filling every corner, with countless arrows pointing directly at Li Zhongqian.
Li Zhongqian grabbed Li De's throat tightly: "My uncle taught me to be loyal to you as the king, not to ignore the overall situation, not to care too much about personal gains and losses, and to seek benefits for the world... I tried my best to do it. I didn't fight or compete. I went to the battlefield to kill the enemy and expand the territory for the Great Wei. I just wanted to take good care of my mother and sister, but you let Li Xuanzhen press me hard."
Li Zhongqian's pupils dilated. "Father to son, ruler to subject, this body of flesh and blood was given to me by you. If you want to kill me, just come and kill me. I don't want to live anymore... But why did you touch Mingyue Nu? Why? What did she do wrong?! She was only fourteen years old when she was sent away!"
"Fourteen years old! She has been taking medicine since she was young. I don't want her to suffer. I just want her to marry a good husband and cut off all ties with me so that she won't be implicated by me anymore... I just want her to be safe and happy... You don't even let her go! You don't even let her go!"
No one answered.
Zheng Jing looked at Li Zhongqian's bloodshot eyes. A chill rose from his feet. He fell to the ground, stunned: "You are crazy! You are crazy! Li Zhongqian, you are crazy!"
When he saw Li Zhongqian getting off the carriage, he suspected that the other party was deliberately showing weakness in order to keep a low profile. He did not point it out, and when he reported it to his superiors, he exaggerated and aggravated Li Zhongqian's condition. However, he never expected that Li Zhongqian's purpose was not to live in harmony with the world, but to fight to the death. He had completely lost his mind and didn't care about anything!
"Ji Lang, you are really crazy!"
Li Zhongqian raised his lips, his eyes slanted, and he looked like a ghost: "Yes, I am crazy."
He should have gone crazy from the moment the Xie family was wiped out. His father only had Li Xuanzhen as his son in his heart, his uncle died, his mother went crazy and couldn't recognize him, and he lost everything overnight. He knelt in front of the mourning hall, refusing to eat or drink.
His uncle was a hero, but heroes are always betrayed and forgotten. He was confused and didn't know where to go next.
Three-year-old Yao Ying clung to him all day, accompanying him to guard the body for Xie Wuliang. She couldn't walk at that time, but she stayed by his side every day, asking him to hold her. She was a small, chubby ball, nestling in his arms, taking out a cookie and feeding it to his lips: "Brother, eat it."
Li Zhongqian lowered his head, looked at his sister lying on his chest and the cake in her hand, tears fell from his eyes, and he finished the cake with tears in his eyes.
Yao Ying brought him back to his senses and helped him find a reason to live. He depended on her for survival, and that's how he didn't go crazy.
Now, his little seven is gone.
She resolved the crisis and had to make a deal with Li Xuanzhen in order to save him.
Xiao Qi was timid, lazy, and delicate. She liked to act coquettishly in front of him. When he was unconscious, she took on everything by herself. She went to the Yelu tribe, married a sixty-year-old chief, and died at the hands of the Beirong people...
When the chief historian told him the truth while crying, it was like cutting his flesh with a rusty knife.
Li Zhongqian was in pain.
His heart and liver had been dug out, and his whole body, from his skin to his lungs, and every limb and bone, was in pain.
Is Yaoying afraid? She is so fragile and far away from the Central Plains... He doesn't have the courage to imagine how much suffering she will have to endure!
Li Zhongqian once thought that if he died, A Niang and Yao Ying would be safe.
But he couldn't bear to die because he had Xiao Qi's company!
He wanted to take good care of her, watch her grow up, and get her married. His little Qi deserved the best in the world.
Xiaoqi is gone.
No one could stop him from going crazy anymore.
Li Zhongqian's eyes became redder and redder.
Zheng Jing roared, "Duke Wei! You have inherited the surname of the Xie family! If you really fail today, it will surely cause eternal hatred! The hundred-year reputation of the Xie family will be destroyed in your hands today! Where will you put the Great Wei! Where will you put the people of the world?"
Li Zhongqian smiled sarcastically.
"The people? The country? What do they have to do with me?"
He stood in the airtight circle, expressionless.
"Now that my Xiaoqi is gone, I don't care about anything anymore."
He is not his uncle, nor is he Yao Ying. He doesn't want to care about other people's lives, he just wants to take good care of his sister.
Li Zhongqian sneered and exerted force on his hands.
"Even if the entire Wei Dynasty has to be used to bury Mingyue Nu, so what?"
When Prime Minister Zheng heard this, he knew that Li Zhongqian had gone completely crazy. He gestured to the Jinwu Guards, slowly closed his eyes, and looked very sad.
□□ bent the bow and was about to shoot thousands of arrows, but the Jinwu Guards had already seen that Li Zhongqian had no weapons, so they found the right moment and rushed forward.
There was a lot of shouting and yelling.
□□ was afraid of hurting someone accidentally, so he stepped back quickly.
Prime Minister Zheng rushed to Li De's side and found that he had been strangled to the point of having his eyes rolled back and passed out. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and his whole body was shaking.
The Crown Prince is in a state of despair, and Duke Wei openly murdered his father. If the Emperor dies at this moment, there will definitely be chaos in the Wei Dynasty!
The ministers standing by were extremely anxious.
The imperial physician rushed over, checked Li De's injuries, and tapped his chest a few times. Li De made a few hoarse sounds in his throat, slowly woke up, and his eyes gradually regained clarity. He sat up with the help of the Jinwu Guards.
The crowd was still in shock, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed, shouting "Long live the emperor". Some people cried with joy and howled loudly.
Li De's face was as gloomy as water. He had gone through many storms, but he almost capsized in a ditch.
He didn't expect that Li Zhongqian, injured as he was, still had the courage to attack in public.
The storm occurred in an instant and ended in an instant. The low-ranking officials outside the palace had not yet reacted, and some ministers had just left the hall and had no time to inquire before the storm was over.
Several imperial doctors were ordered to examine Li Zhongqian's pulse again. After a few words of discussion, they reported to Li De: Li Zhongqian's martial arts were indeed useless.
What he did just now wasn't all just an act.
The prime ministers remained silent.
Many people have tried to assassinate Li De in the past few years, but no one has been able to really hurt Li De. Li Zhongqian, who had completely lost his martial arts skills, actually dared to assassinate Li De in such a desperate way!
He knew that he was doomed to fail, but still risked his life to try. The sudden burst of momentum was not the result of his deliberate restraint before, but the result of him releasing all his potential in an instant. He was risking his life!
After all, Princess Wen Zhao is his sister!
Prime Minister Zheng sighed and signaled with his eyes to the Jinwu Guards to take Li Zhongqian away quickly.
The other ministers looked at him with reproach: Duke Wei had the audacity to kill the king, so was he still going to protect him?
Prime Minister Zheng looked at the crowd and silently uttered the names of two people.
Xie Wuliang, Li Yaoying.
For the sake of the Xie family and Princess Wen Zhao, please spare Li Zhongqian's life.
Everyone was silent, looking away, tacitly approving his little action.
Their eyes fell on Crown Prince Li Xuanzhen.
Li Xuanzhen stood aside, with an indifferent expression on his face from beginning to end, as if he didn't care about Li De's life or death at all.
Everyone sighed silently and thought about it.
…
Li De did not punish Li Zhongqian on the spot.
Li Zhongqian was taken away by the Jinwu Guards and thrown into prison.
Two days later, Zheng Jing came to see him and said, "Many ministers in the court have pleaded for you."
The Xie family is full of heroes. Princess Wen Zhao died young. Li Zhongqian fought for the Wei Dynasty in many battles and his military prowess wasted. The ministers advised Li De to show mercy, saying that it was understandable that he lost control temporarily because of his sister's death.
The East Palace was unusually quiet this time, and no one took the opportunity to add insult to injury.
Zheng Jing sent the jailer away and asked the question in his mind: "Erlang, did you really want to assassinate the emperor at that time?"
He couldn't even lift the golden hammer. He had been searched before entering the palace for the banquet and had no weapons on him. How could he dare to do such a thing? If thousands of arrows were fired at him, he would be turned into a sieve in an instant! Moreover, Li De was skilled in martial arts, so he could get rid of him as soon as he pulled away.
Li Zhongqian lay on the haystack, his face expressionless: "If it succeeds, we will die together."
His tone was calm, and he didn't care at all about the earth-shaking changes his success would bring.
Zheng Jing took a breath of cold air. Li Zhongqian really wanted to kill his father!
He was silent for a while, then said, "But you failed."
Li Zhongqian sneered: "Sanlang, do you think they will let me go if I really keep a low profile?"
Zheng Jing's eyes flickered.
The most ruthless are the imperial families.
Princess Wen Zhao was dead, and Li De knew that Li Zhongqian would never let go of his hatred. No matter if he was lying in wait or going crazy like he did the night before, Li De would not leave him as a hidden danger. The king was suspicious, and Li De would clear all obstacles for Li Xuanzhen at all costs to avoid turmoil when Li Xuanzhen ascended the throne.
Li Zhongqian was well aware of Li De's ruthlessness, and Li De also knew his character very well. If he really kept a low profile, Li De would not only not let down his guard against him, but would become even more vigilant towards him and would immediately take action to get rid of him.
Li Xuanzhen was a man of his word, so he was not in a hurry to harm him. However, Li De was worried about him and hurriedly summoned him back to the capital to test him.
So he might as well give it a try.
Anyway, the worst possible outcome is just losing one's life.
He now had nothing to lose.
Zheng Jing sighed quietly, "You've already tried. Don't have such thoughts again. His Majesty dares to let you return to the capital, so he is not afraid that you will assassinate him again. The ancestral hall of Princess Wen Zhao was just built not long ago. His Majesty doesn't dare to take your life this time... Erlang, what are you going to do in the future?"
After this adventure, Li De will feel more at ease about Li Zhongqian. A restless prince is always easier to deal with than a scheming one, but he cannot take it lightly.
Li Zhongqian looked at the damp brick wall at the top of the cell and said, "Sanlang, prepare some dry food and horses for me."
Zheng Jing was stunned: "Where are you going?"
Li Zhongqian said calmly: "Go to Helan. I will submit a petition to request to go to Helan."
Li Dehui went with the flow and agreed.
Zheng Jing frowned, "Erlang...Princess Wen Zhao is no longer with us. The Hu people have seen with their own eyes that Helan is now occupied by the Northern Rong. The situation is very serious."
Li Zhongqian said softly, "Even if she died, I would bring her back. She was timid and afraid to be alone. I would take her home. I promised her that I would find her no matter where she was."
Zheng Jing thought that Li Zhongqian's idea was completely unrealistic: How could one find a human body in such a vast place?
He didn't know how to persuade Li Zhongqian. Thinking of the Seventh Princess who died outside the Great Wall, his heart felt like being stabbed by needles. Li Zhongqian was the Seventh Princess's brother, so he would be in more pain than him.
But how do we find Li Zhongqian?
"Your martial arts..." Zheng Jing hesitated to speak.
Li Zhongqian remained calm: "If I can't lift the golden hammer, I can use a long sword, a short sword, or a spear... I once gave up martial arts for literature, and then gave up literature for martial arts. The damage left by a few poisonous arrows cannot destroy me."
He won't fall down until he finds Xiaoqi.
Zheng Jing let out a long sigh.
No matter how much he tried to persuade him, Li Zhongqian would not listen, and he could not stop Li Zhongqian from going beyond the Great Wall.
Li Zhongqian's letter of apology was quickly delivered. When the common people heard that he was going to Helan to retrieve Li Yaoying's body, within a few days they collected ten thousand-word letters and requested to go with him.
Li De summoned Li Zhongqian back to the capital originally with the intention of imprisoning his son, but after weighing the pros and cons when he saw the public outcry, he gave up the idea.
"Is he really going to Helan?" Li De was skeptical.
Prime Minister Zheng replied: "It is absolutely true."
Li De stared at the Biyong inkstone on the desk, lost in thought for a moment, and said, "That's it."
A few days later, Li Zhongqian left Chang'an with a few personal guards and was escorted by soldiers.
The chief secretary saw him off and cried, "I will take good care of my wife. Erlang, you must come back soon! No matter whether you can find Qi Niang or not, you must come back! I will be waiting for you!"
Li Zhongqian sent away the chief secretary, stopped his horse at the front of the mountain road, and looked back at the towering palace wall in the northeast.
It’s a pity that his body hasn’t recovered yet, otherwise he could have strangled Li De to death that night.
If he hadn't taken action that night and continued to lie low, he could have found a more suitable opportunity. But he couldn't wait that long. It had been too long since he woke up.
Xiaoqi was alone outside, so he wanted to take her home first.
Once he finds Xiao Qi, he will come back for revenge.
He has already exposed the illusion of Li De and Li Xuanzhen being a loving father and a filial son. He first let them suspect each other and kill each other. When he comes back, he will make everyone pay the price!
Li Zhongqian whipped his horse and galloped across the Ba Bridge where willows were swaying in the smoke, heading west without looking back.
Xiaoqi, don’t be afraid, your brother is here to pick you up.
…
Eight thousand miles away is the royal court.
Yao Ying met Haidu Aling in the Buddhist temple during the day and did not sleep well that night.
In the dream, a young man in silver armor and a white robe ran down the hillside and rushed towards the Beirong enemy camp in black armor without hesitation.
The young man was surrounded and died of exhaustion, his battle robe torn.
The enemy general rode his horse to the front of the formation. In the sunlight, his slender eyes glowed with a light golden light.
"Brother! Don't go, don't go... don't meet Haidu A Ling..."
Yaoying woke up in shock, trembling all over.
She changed Li Zhongqian's fate. Two years ago, he should have died in the battle with Haidu Aling. At that time, she found a way to get him out of the Great Wall.
Now, my brother must have come to find her. Will he think that she is still in Haidu Aling’s camp and go directly to Beirong to find her?
Yaoying got up and washed her face.
She had to send out the news of her stay in the royal court as soon as possible and return to the Central Plains as soon as possible.
There was a lot of chatter outside the window; the guards had gotten up early to practice boxing again.
Yaoying listened to their quarreling, smiled and opened the window.
Xie Peng and Xie Chong immediately rushed to the corridor, talking in unison: "Princess, the master won the debate yesterday!"
Yaoying had already guessed that Tanmarajiva would win and was not surprised at all.
Xie Chong clapped his hands and smiled, "Haidu A Ling of Beirong specially brought a dozen monks here. From noon to dark, more than a dozen people took turns to debate with the master, and the master still won!"
They did not attend the debate conference, but only heard the results from others. But now, one by one, they rushed to tell Yaoying the results of each game as if they had attended the conference.
Yaoying leaned against the window, watching them vividly describe the grand occasion of the Dharma Assembly, and her heart gradually calmed down.
This is the royal court of Tanmaraka, she doesn't need to be afraid.
Yao Ying perked up and asked Xie Chong, "Has anyone asked about the monks' robes?"
Xie Chong scratched his head and said, "Not yet."
Xie Peng leaned forward and asked, "Princess, do you want to try another method?"
Yao Ying smiled and said, "No hurry, the debate conference just ended."
The guards responded loudly and were about to continue discussing the events of the Dharma Assembly with Yao Ying when they caught a glimpse of Xie Qing's tall figure appearing in front of the corridor. He jumped into the yard with a few whooshes and continued to practice boxing, filling the yard with shouts.
Yao Ying shook her head and laughed, then asked Xie Qing, "Did you find out everything?"
Xie Qing nodded and said, "Haidu Aling is the deputy envoy of the Northern Rong delegation. He lives in the posthouse in the south of the city. There are 32 people in the delegation. They are here to participate in the debate. The original deputy envoy was someone else, so they changed him temporarily."
Yao Ying frowned slightly.
No wonder Ashina Bisha didn't know that Haidu Aling would appear in the Buddhist temple.
Xie Qing continued, "There were always people following Haidu A Ling whenever he went in and out. He never walked alone, and he didn't behave strangely."
Yao Ying pursed her lips and decided not to go out while the Beirong delegation was still there.
Bi Suo came to visit her every day and asked her to go out for fun. She explained the reason, and Bi Suo had to give up. Two days later, she came back happily and said, "All the Bei Rong people have left!"
Yaoying was still worried.
Did Haidu Aling come to Beirong just to test Tanmarajiva's Buddhist verses?
She then sent Xie Qing out to inquire, and only when there were no more Northern Rong people in the Holy City did she dare to occasionally appear outside the palace accompanied by Ashina Bisa.
On this day, the person Yaoying had been waiting for finally showed up.
Xie Chong was so excited that his left foot stumbled over his right foot. He rushed into the yard and shouted, "Today someone asked about the robes that the monks in the Buddhist temple wore that day!"
Yao Ying exhaled, "Okay, the remaining cartloads of silk and satin in the palace storehouse can all be sold."
The debate conference was packed with spectators and was a major event in the holy city. The robes worn by the monks at the conference were donated by her. When the nobles from various city-states saw those golden, gorgeous and crystal robes, they would definitely ask how the robes were made.
Yaoying has been waiting for this day.
The author has something to say: Yao Ying: In fact, using Luo Jia for advertising is more effective, whatever he wears will be sold out immediately!
Bi Suo: Then why don’t you ask Wang for help?
Yao Ying: I have the intention, but not the courage.
Monk: You are obviously quite courageous...