"It was Feng San who wanted to go." Mo Xiuyao said. He didn't plan on sending people to the city gates to welcome them. It was already good enough that they could enter the city.
Ye Li was silent. So Feng Zhiyao was afraid that you would anger them to death, so he decided to go and anger them half to death himself?
Mo Xiuyao leaned against Ye Li and sat down lazily. He smiled and said, "Li doesn't need to worry about these trivial matters. How could I not know what De Wang and the others want to say? I'm just too lazy to pay attention to them. "
Ye Li helplessly pushed him to sit upright. "Tonight's welcoming banquet still has to be held, right? Prince, don't tell me that you're even skipping this. If word gets out, people will think that we don't know how to treat guests. "Mo Xiuyao frowned and sighed." Without Uncle Mo, it's really quite troublesome. "If it was in the past, Uncle Mo would have directly taken care of these small matters and only needed to report to them. But now, most of the Prince Ding Mansion's power had been transferred to the northwest, so Uncle Mo couldn't immediately come over. Otherwise, it would be troublesome if there was no one to manage the internal affairs. "It's a pity that Feng San isn't willing to be the steward."
Ye Li glanced at him. Letting Feng Zhiyao be the steward was truly worthy of being Prince Ding's idea.
Shaking her head, Ye Li said, "Forget it, I'll have Wei Lin and Lin Han do it later." If the dignified Prince Ding Mansion couldn't find someone who could be the steward, wouldn't it be a joke if word got out? Mo Xiuyao nodded in satisfaction and smiled. "Zhuo Jing and the others by Li Li's side are all capable. One of them can definitely take Uncle Mo's place first. "
Ye Li thought about how Zhuo Jing and the others were like Uncle Mo, worrying about all kinds of things in the prince's residence all day long and couldn't help but shiver. The three of them had been with her for a long time. As their master, she couldn't be too disloyal. "They're too young. Let's bring up a trustworthy steward later."
Mo Xiuyao shrugged his shoulders regretfully in agreement.
At the city gate of Ruyang City, Feng Zhiyao stood with a smile on his face. He was accompanied by a few officials who were in charge of the affairs of the city, as well as many commoners who were watching the bustling scene. The officials of Ruyang City were all dressed in casual clothes, which made Young Master Feng San look even more charming in his red robe. Compared to the casual appearance of the host, the other party's men and horses were all dressed in official robes, which made them seem especially grand and strange. Feng Zhiyao held his fan and leaned against the city wall. He asked casually, "It's such a hot day. Don't they feel hot wearing so much?" That was why he said, what was so good about being an official? On such a hot day, they had to wear so many layers of clothing. Weren't they afraid of getting sick from the heat? Da Chu State was known as the state of etiquette. Even in summer, there were four or five layers of court robes. Moreover, the court robes weren't made of soft and breathable gauze. Instead, they were made to show the majesty of the imperial family. The court robes were usually made of heavy and gorgeous cloud brocade. One could tell how hot it was just by looking at how sweaty the guards were.
No one answered his question because the procession in front of him had already reached the city gate. The commoners of Ruyang City were very curious. The northwest was remote. If there wasn't anything going on, they wouldn't see a true high-ranking official or noble person for decades. The most important person the commoners could see was the governor of the city. Currently, Prince Ding lived in Ruyang City. Now, two more Princes and several other high-ranking officials had arrived. The commoners naturally flocked to the city gate to see the heat … to welcome the imperial envoy.
Hundreds of guards escorted the long procession to the city gate. A slightly stout old man stepped out of the first red sandalwood carriage. He wore a dark purple robe with an embroidered pattern. His hair and beard were white, but his expression was arrogant. He seemed to look down on all living things. He stepped on a guard's blanket and landed. He glanced at the people standing at the city gate. His expression immediately darkened. Feng Zhiyao acted as if he did not see his expression. With a smile on his face, he went forward and cupped his hands in greeting, "Feng San of Ding Wang Fu has come under Wang Ye's orders to welcome the two Wangye and daren. Feng San greets De Wang."
"Feng San, Feng Zhiyao?" Prince De looked at Feng Zhiyao with a dark expression. Prince De had naturally heard of Feng Zhiyao's reputation. Normally, he wouldn't mind giving some face to the younger generation. However, Mo Xiuyao had sent a commoner with an official position to welcome them. This was a slap to his face. Prince De was so old that even the emperor had to show him some respect. How could he tolerate this? Feng Zhiyao smiled. "It really is me. Your Highness Prince De has a good memory."
Prince De coldly said, "Where is Mo Xiuyao?" Although Prince De was old, he was of the same generation as Mo Xiuyao. In addition to the status of the Prince Ding Mansion, Prince De had to address him as Prince Ding. However, since Mo Xiuyao didn't give him face, he naturally didn't plan on giving face to Mo Xiuyao either. He didn't hold back and directly called him by his name. Feng Zhiyao didn't get angry. He smiled and said, "Wangfei is pregnant. Prince De is worried about Wangfei and Little Shizi. Thus, he didn't have time to welcome Prince De. Please forgive me, Prince." Prince De's face alternated between green and white. Feng Zhiyao spoke tactfully, but the meaning behind his words was very clear. Prince Ding De is busy with Wangfei and doesn't have time to welcome you.
"Impudence! His Majesty has already taken away Mo Xiuyao's title. How dare you call him Prince De! "Prince De angrily rebuked.
Feng Zhiyao slightly lowered his eyes. The officials standing behind him were all trusted aides of the Prince Ding Mansion. How could they tolerate Prince De's rudeness? Just as he was about to step forward to argue, Prince Yu in the carriage behind him caught up. He hurriedly pulled Prince De to smooth things over. "Imperial Uncle, what's wrong? It wasn't easy for us to travel thousands of miles to Ruyang. Why are we standing at the city gates and getting angry? Oh … Is this Young Master Feng San? "Feng Zhiyao was famous in the capital in the past, so Mo Jingyu naturally recognized him. Feng Zhiyao smiled and cupped his hands. "Feng San greets King Yu, Lord Su, and Lord Mo."
Su Zhe was the oldest. After a long journey, his aged face was filled with exhaustion and paleness. However, he still nodded at Feng Zhiyao. Feng Zhiyao looked at Su Zhe and inwardly sighed. He opened the city gates and invited the group into the city. When he was young, he followed by Mo Xiuyao's side and received much of Su Zhe's teachings. When he thought about Su Zuidie, who was still locked up in the dungeon, he couldn't help but inwardly sigh.
"The Prince and His Majesty must be tired from the long journey. Please enter the city and rest for a while. Later, the Prince and His Majesty will hold a welcoming dinner for you. "
Prince De glanced at the surrounding officials and commoners who were staring at him with unkind expressions. He knew that if he continued to cause trouble here, he would be the only one who would be embarrassed. With a snort, he flung his sleeves and walked into the city. Mo Jingyu looked around and followed with a smile. In his heart, he sighed that Mo Xiuyao had only been in Ruyang for half a year, yet he was able to make the commoners and officials in the city side with him wholeheartedly. The power and influence of Prince Ding's residence on the commoners was indeed unfathomable.
Prince De's personality was that of a hot-tempered old man. After being angered by Feng Zhiyao at the city gates, he naturally couldn't vent his anger on Mo Xiuyao at the welcoming dinner tonight. After entering the city, he didn't bother with the inn that Feng Zhiyao had arranged for him to stay in and headed straight for the governor's manor. In reality, he didn't understand that Mo Xiuyao hadn't planned on sending anyone to welcome him. If Feng Zhiyao hadn't brought anyone with him, and he arrived at the city gates with such a large entourage only to find no one there, it would have been even worse. When he arrived at the governor's manor, he was informed that the Prince and His Majesty had just moved to a new residence. From now on, the governor's manor would be the Ruyang governor's manor. Thus, in a fit of anger, Prince De brought his men to the Prince Ding Mansion in the southeast of Ruyang City. This trip to the northwest had originally been led by Prince De. He couldn't rest and insisted on finding Mo Xiuyao. The others naturally couldn't rest and could only follow along.
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