After Zhao Jia left, Nie Li returned to his room. "I'm afraid that the Prince will invite you over in the afternoon for no good reason." Little Head Mo looked at Nie Li. He naturally understood the Prince's attitude towards Nie Li. Based on Zhao Jia's attitude, it was enough to explain the problem.
"Nothing ventured, nothing gained. I can't wait for Prince Jingyang to invite me," Nie Li said. Things were getting more and more complicated. Originally, they were only investigating Prince Jingyang. Now, they were involved with the Yang family.
"Be careful," Little Head Mo said.
"Don't worry! Also, take care of Minister Fan. If anything happens, remember to inform me immediately, "Nie Li said.
"I know, I understand." Little Head Mo looked at Nie Li mischievously. Minister Fan's daughter had something to do with Nie Li. Naturally, he had to take good care of her.
"Don't think too much." Nie Li was a little confused by Little Head Mo's mischievous look. He said casually and left. He asked the servant to bring Zhao Ye out from the stable. He tiptoed and straddled the horse. "Jia!" He shouted. Before his voice died away, the horse had already taken Nie Li away.
When he arrived at the Prince's Mansion, the guard at the door recognized Nie Li and obediently led Zhao Ye to the side. After Nie Li entered the Prince's Mansion, he found that the place was decorated with lanterns and colored banners. The servants who came and went had smiles on their faces. It looked very lively.
Many of the maids looked at Nie Li, and their eyes turned misty. Passing through the exquisite courtyard, the hall was already crowded. The tables and chairs on both sides were filled with people. They all had an extraordinary aura. At first glance, one could tell that they were not simple people.
Nie Li's appearance was rather abrupt. He was alone, and so young, dressed like a warrior. In the Southern Song Dynasty, most scholars looked down on the people of Jianghu and thought that they were rude and unreasonable.
"Let me introduce you. This is Nie Li, Young Master Nie, who saved my daughter's life." Zhao Qining courteously stood up and introduced Nie Li to everyone. Seeing Zhao Qining being so courteous, the expressions on everyone's faces relaxed.
"This is Prince Duan, this is Prince Murong, this is Minister Shen of the Ministry of War, this is Marquis Ping An, Marquis Yue. This was the governor of the capital, Lord Shao. This is the commander of the Garrison Army, General Pan. "Zhao Qining briefly introduced the people sitting in front of him.
The first person Nie Li saw was a man wearing an exquisite robe. His face was like jade, and his appearance was handsome and refined. He had a mature temperament and demeanor. This person should be the current Patriarch of the Murong Family, Murong Qi. The man standing behind him should be the one who had a conflict with Nie Li in the Immortal Abode, Murong Huan.
On the right-hand side was Duan Yi, Prince Duan. This person's cheeks were thin, and he had a cold and arrogant air about him. However, his noble aura seemed to seep out from his bones, giving people a very strange feeling. Behind him, there was a person who looked very similar to him. However, this person looked very young, and didn't have the hidden sinister aura. This person should be his son.
Beside Murong Qi was the Minister of War, Chen Xu. He looked to be in his thirties and looked ordinary. There was a faint smile on his lips, which was very similar to Little Mo.
Beside Duan Yi was Yue Yun. Although he had a military background, he gave people the feeling of a scholar. However, when he sat in the chair, he gave people a heavy sense of oppression.
Behind him was Shao Zhengming. He and Nie Li could be considered acquaintances, but he didn't come today. Opposite Shao Zhengming was Pan Yong. This person was tall and sturdy.
"Sit!" Zhao Qining asked Nie Li to find a place to sit. However, after looking around, there seemed to be no place for him to sit.
There was only the chair at the back! Nie Li slowly walked over and sat on the chair. He found that he wasn't far from the door.
In fact, this was also a ranking of status. Apart from Prince Jingyang, who was directly opposite the door, Murong Qi had the highest status. Next was Duan Yi, and so on. As for himself, he seemed to be at the bottom. However, Nie Li didn't feel angry or dissatisfied. He picked up the tea beside him, brought it to his mouth, and took a sip.
"Today is to celebrate the recovery of my daughter's body. We are holding a big banquet here. I hope that everyone can do us the honor and stay in the mansion," Zhao Qining said.
"Everyone, please wait a moment and stay here to drink tea. I'll be back soon. " After Zhao Qining left through the side door, the servants in the manor walked to the side of the guests and began to serve them with tea and water. Everyone also began to chat with each other.
Nie Li sat alone, holding a cup of tea and quietly sitting there. No one came to talk to him. On the contrary, Murong Qi was surrounded by people. As for Duan Yi, there were a few people scattered around. However, Nie Li seemed to have noticed that the young master of the Duan Family seemed to have glanced at him, but quickly dodged.
"Young Hero Nie, I didn't expect to meet you here." Shao Zhengming walked in front of Nie Li. Everyone was a little surprised. They didn't expect Shao Zhengming to know this person. Could it be that this kid was a disciple of some big family?
"It was also a coincidence." Nie Li casually gave an excuse.
"To be able to offer the Earth Dragon Fruit to the princess, Young Hero Nie's courage is really admirable." Shao Zhengming could naturally see that Nie Li was in an awkward situation in the mansion and had an irreversible conflict with Zhao Chuan.
"Well, I used the Earth Dragon Fruit to buy a peace." Nie Li smiled bitterly.
Hearing Nie Li's words, Shao Zhengming also smiled and echoed. He didn't think that Nie Li was such a greedy person who was afraid of death. On the contrary, he felt that Nie Li suddenly joined Prince Jingyang because he had his own plans.
With the noise in their ears, time passed by minute by minute. Zhao Qining returned to the hall, and everyone returned to their seats one after another. They lowered their heads, as if nothing had happened.
"Everyone, please wait for a moment. In a moment, we will move to the side room for the banquet." Prince Jingyang announced loudly, and then everyone got up and followed him to the side room.
Everyone entered the side room one after another, and the banquet was already set up. In front of everyone was a table with exquisite delicacies. In the middle of the room, there was a huge dance floor covered with white curtains.
"Everyone, please sit down." Prince Jingyang waved his hand, and everyone began to sit down. The servants also filled everyone's glasses. "Cheers." Prince Jingyang raised his glass, and everyone else also raised theirs, including Nie Li.
"I wish the Princess a long life." Such words came one after another in the side room. Hearing these words, Prince Jingyang also had a smile on his face.
Nie Li drank up the wine in his glass. The mellow and sweet taste filled his mouth, and when it finally entered his throat, there was a trace of spiciness. Nie Li couldn't help but secretly praise the good wine. If it were Mo Xiaotou, he would definitely not let go of the wine jug.
"Chutong, come and meet the elders." Seeing that everyone had begun to eat, Zhao Qining said. A group of people poured in from the door, and dozens of maids surrounded a pure looking girl.
Her white skin had a trace of dark red, delicate facial features, a pair of smart big eyes, pure as snow, and white clothes, she looked like an immortal who didn't eat the food of mortals.
She was like a madwoman.
Murong Huan and Duan Liuyu couldn't help but look at Zhao Chutong. Feeling the hot eyes of the people around her, Zhao Chutong's cheeks became redder, as if they could bleed. She lowered her head even more.
"This little girl greets everyone." Zhao Chutong bowed. Because of her weak body and illness, she rarely had contact with outsiders. Today, seeing such a big lineup, she naturally couldn't deal with it.
While everyone was praising Zhao Chutong's beauty, Nie Li was still tasting the wine in the jug. "This little girl will play a song for everyone!" Zhao Chutong walked to the middle of the dance floor, and two servants carried a guqin.
Zhao Chutong's appearance caused everyone's gaze to fall on her. Everyone could naturally see that Zhao Qining doted on Zhao Chutong. Thinking about it, if they could gain the favor of this girl, they would naturally have a meteoric rise. Murong Qi and Duan Yi both looked at their sons.
The melodious sound of the guqin came from the curtain, and a graceful figure appeared behind the white gauze. The sound of the guqin was like a glass of wine, flowing in everyone's heart.
Nie Li also couldn't help but listen. Zhao Chutong's guqin skills were very good. Perhaps because of her experience, the feelings in the sound of the guqin were very rich, full of sadness and sorrow, but also with the desire to live.
It made people feel depressed and sad, but also warm and moved. "The princess's guqin skills are really good." After one song, Murong Huan immediately applauded and shouted, instantly pulling everyone's thoughts back.
Murong Qi looked at his son with some displeasure. Although he knew that his son wanted to show off, such eagerness seemed to be impolite.
"Now that the princess's body has recovered, her heart will naturally be as you wish." Duan Liuyu said. However, in response to Murong Huan's praise, Duan Liuyu's words were more acknowledged by everyone. Even Zhao Chutong responded.
This made Murong Huan feel a little uncomfortable! Although the Duan family was also a royal family, compared to the Murong family, the Duan family was still too weak. For example, in this generation, the Duan family only had one descendant, and now it was difficult to support the family. The families that were previously dependent on the Duan family were now gradually breaking away.
However, the Murong family was different. They still maintained their previous prosperity and glory. This was the reason why today's seats were on the left and the Duan family on the right.
Therefore, in Murong Huan's eyes, he looked down on Duan Liuyu. This person who had been learning martial arts since young had never integrated into the noble circle.
"I didn't expect Brother Duan to have done so much research on musical arts," Murong Huan retorted.
"It's alright. Naturally, I learned some skills in the sect," Duan Liuyu replied indifferently.
"My good brother, why didn't you inform me that today is such a good day?" At this moment, a familiar voice came from outside. It was a voice that everyone was very familiar with.
He had also come. Beside him was an old man with white hair and a youthful complexion. He had fair skin and no beard on his face. With one look, one could tell that he was an expert.
"Brother Emperor is busy every day. I didn't expect you to come. This is my negligence." Zhao Qining stood up and hurriedly went out to welcome him. The others also stood up and stood behind Zhao Qining.
"Long live the emperor." Zhao Qining led everyone to kneel and pay respects to Emperor Song.
"You may rise! There's no need to be so polite. Today is a good day. Everyone should enjoy themselves. " After Emperor Song finished speaking, he walked to Zhao Qining's previous seat. As for Zhao Qining, he asked the servants to arrange a seat beside him.
He was telling everyone that no matter where he was, he was the king.
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