Li Shengxuan looked at Fang Zilan steadily, "Just take care of the affairs of the government office. Di Rong's ministry will send envoys to Beijing next month. King Rong'an will also bring the princess to Beijing. You must not leave the government office or outside. error."
Fang Zilan looked serious. Di Rong's tribe paid tribute every year and sent envoys to Beijing every April. This was not unusual. But why did King Rongan come to Beijing? With the princess...
Seemingly seeing through the doubts in her mind, Zhuge Yu explained: "Princess Rongan has reached the age of marriage, and the Empress Dowager had promised Prince Rongan to come to Beijing to choose a son-in-law years ago. Although the situation in Beijing has changed in a few months, But the marriage of a clan daughter should not be taken lightly."
"I see." Fang Zilan muttered in a low voice. The government office was in charge of southeastern affairs. Apart from officials, the one who had the most dealings with him was King Rong'an.
Since the Mushan Pass Rebellion and the epidemic, King Rong'an has maintained a lot of self-discipline, and he has been courteous and courteous when dealing with government officials, hiding his cold and cruel heart and secret dirty methods very well.
As for the ghost gate, it seems that there is no contact with King Rongan anymore. However, Fang Zilan's heart was like a mirror, and Ji Ningtian just didn't let her find out. After all, how could he give up such a powerful chess piece as King Rong'an so easily?
Li Shengxuan saw Fang Zilan thinking deeply and said softly: "Since you know what's going on, I'm relieved."
Do you know what to expect? Fang Zilan couldn't help but smile bitterly to herself. The last time she met King Rongan, she said that it was either you or me who would die in the future. She never thought that less than two years later, they would meet again.
Someone said: "Not to mention the second young master of the Zhuge family, haven't we only met the young master of the Wei family once? It's really hard to find a celebrity in front of your majesty."
Wei family? Fang Zilan looked at Zhuge Yu subconsciously, but saw that the expression on his face was a little lighter, and there was no expression on his face.
She thought for a moment and was about to go in when she heard: "Master Fang, Mr. Zhuge, you two are finally here."
The two of them looked back and saw that the person speaking was none other than Li Qiyou. But the person standing next to him was actually Wei Subaru.
"I came here to take a look when I have free time today. It's not easy to ask the prince to invite you all the time." Fang Zilan smiled slightly and spoke politely and distantly.
Li Qiyou knew that he had tricked Fang Zilan, so he had to smile awkwardly to save his face.
Wei Subaru raised his eyebrows happily, "Master Fang, Master Zhuge, we meet again."
Zhuge Yu's face was cold and his voice was a little deeper, "What are you doing here, Lord Wei?"
"My useless little nephew caught the cold and was bedridden. Only I, the uncle, came to take his place." Wei Subaru said calmly. Zhuge Yu snorted and stopped answering. The scene suddenly changed. Somewhat embarrassing.
Li Qiyou was in a dilemma, so he forced himself to smooth things over and said, "Since everyone is here, you might as well go into the palace to talk about anything you have to say."
"Okay." Fang Zilan took the lead and strode into the palace gate. Zhuge Yu followed her and ignored the two people standing in the courtyard.
Li Qiyou asked for trouble and said no more, and entered the Lianhua Palace with Wei Subaru.
After Fang Zilan and Zhuge Yu entered the palace, the noisy palace suddenly fell silent. The young masters from various aristocratic families looked at each other, with some expressions on their faces being shocked, some stunned, and most of them wary.
It wasn't until Pei Xiaoze came out to break the deadlock that their expressions gradually returned to normal, but they still couldn't stop whispering.
Pei Xiaoze walked up to the two of them calmly and said, "Master Fang, Mr. Zhuge, I haven't seen you for many days. Are you okay?"
"Thanks to Mr. Pei for your help, everything is fine." Fang Zilan smiled, no longer just being polite.
Zhuge Yu also nodded politely and said, "Thank you, Lord Pei. I'm thinking about you."
As soon as the two of them said hello to Pei Xiaoze, Li Qiyou and Wei Subaru walked in, and the hall became extremely quiet.
After Li Qiyou explained Wei Subaru's intention, the hall was in an uproar.
No one expected that Lord Wei Subaru, who was guarding the capital with heavy troops, would also come to rehearse the New Year's social drama.
"What's so rare this year? Not only did Master Fang and a woman appear on stage, but Master Wei also came to rehearse the social drama?"
"Yes, it makes sense that Mr. Fang is new here, but Mr. Wei, with his status, is actually here to rehearse a social drama."
"The new rich are very popular. With Lord Wei and Lord Fang and other famous people in front of His Majesty here, we are not worth mentioning in the social drama..."
The young masters of the aristocratic family who used to just whisper to each other have now become more and more violent and have turned into gesticulating as if no one else is watching.
Li Qiyou, standing in the center of the crowd, heard the words around him clearly, and his face could not help but turn blue and purple.
He was about to say something to break the situation, when he heard Fang Zilan say loudly: "Since you all have time to chat, it must have been rehearsed. So why not tell me, how is this social opera rehearsed?"
Every word she said was neither humble nor arrogant, but it conveyed an indescribable coolness, as if she was the one watching the fun.
For a moment, all the voices in the palace were silenced by her words. Everyone was trembling and no one dared to speak casually again.
Then she turned to Li Qiyou and said, "Your Majesty, what do you think?"
Li Qiyou knew that the only reason he could preside over the overall situation here was because of his status as a relative of the Yucheng Emperor, and there were many people present who were dissatisfied with him. Now that Fang Zilan had given him the steps, of course he had to go down the steps, and it was not easy to refute her face and put himself on the fire.
He immediately said loudly: "What Mr. Fang said is that the rehearsal of social opera is not a day's work. It is better for you to put more thoughts and energy on social opera."
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a voice sarcastically saying: "Your Majesty, it's quite easy to speak."
Upon hearing this, the people around them all made way for the owner of the voice, who was a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a rough appearance.
He walked directly in front of everyone and said angrily: "The New Year's Club Opera is about getting rid of evil spirits. However, during the rehearsal every day, Mr. Fang, who plays the evil spirit, is not here. How can we rehearse well?"
Fang Zilan chuckled, "I didn't expect that I am so important."
The teasing tone in her tone was obvious, which made the young man blush, "Master Fang, I'm talking about business, you..."
"I know." Fang Zilan interrupted him as if unintentionally, "So I'm here right now. Do you have any other opinions? If not, just start rehearsing quickly. There are a lot of things in my house. I don't know if I can do it tomorrow. Come here."
Fang Zilan's confident appearance choked the young man speechless. He stared blankly at her and turned to the crowd and said: "And you guys, hurry up and start rehearsing if you have nothing to do. As the New Year is approaching, every government is very busy, so everyone gets together. It’s not easy, I understand the exchange of feelings, but where do you have the free time to watch the excitement here?”
