"I've met Mr. Longyang." Ito Cheng said, clasping his hands.

"Marquis Julu, I miss you so much!" Long Yangjun smiled charmingly and said softly. That look made Ito Cheng's body goosebumps and made him feel uncomfortable.

"Ido Ryuyang-kun is thinking about it," Ito Chenggan said with a smile.

"No trouble, no trouble, why should I fall in love with you?" Long Yangjun said with a charming smile, and even gave Ito Cheng a wink.

Ito Cheng turned away his lips slightly and ignored him. If possible, he really wanted to take action right now, slap Long Yangjun to death on the spot, and completely eliminate this evildoer who was "harming the country and the people".

Fortunately, at this time, someone spoke up to help him out.

"Is this Mr. Chen Yichen, Marquis of Julu?" a pleasant female voice said from the crowd of the Wei delegation.

"Marquis Julu, this is Miss Ji Yanran, a famous talented woman in the world. Normally it is very difficult for others to meet her. I didn't expect that this time you would actually ask about Marquis Julu's good luck.

It’s really enviable.” King Zhao on the side quickly introduced.

"Miss Ji, just call me by my name. I don't deserve the title of sir." Ito Cheng, relieved, quickly moved to Ji Yanran, folded his hands and said with a smile.

"Julu Hou created official script and made white paper. He used secret methods to make secretaries from hundreds of schools, so that people from hundreds of schools could spread the word to the world and be seen by the world. He also made cement and opened academies so that the sons of common people could have books to read and have knowledge.

You can learn from it, and Yanran admires everything you do, so Juluhou can definitely afford the word 'sir'." Ji Yanran said with a smile.

"Miss Ji is so complimentary." Ito Cheng chuckled.

Looking at the majestic man with calm eyes and no lust like ordinary men when they see her. He also has a calm attitude and does not have the arrogance of nobles and great achievers. Ji Yanran is like a star.

A strange color flashed through his bright eyes, and he had a rough impression of Ito Cheng in his heart.

"I wonder if Yanran is lucky enough to invite Marquis Julu to a party after the banquet?" Ji Yanran continued.

As soon as these words came out, both the ministers of the Zhao Kingdom and the men from the Wei Kingdom in the palace looked at Ito Cheng with a look of jealousy.

"I just returned to the city today. I still have a lovely wife at home who needs to be with me. I would like to ask Miss Ji to forgive me for being rude. I cannot accept the invitation." Ito Cheng smiled slightly and said apologetically.

In an instant, the faces of Zhao Ya and Zhao Ni, who were sitting at the top of the row on the right side of the hall, showed happiness and became extremely bright.

Seeing Zhao Ya like this, Mr. Xinling, who was opposite him, clenched his hands tightly under the table, and a flash of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

Ji Yanran, who didn't expect that her invitation would be rejected, was stunned, but then she came back to her senses. She looked at Ito Cheng with admiration in her eyes and said, "I didn't expect Juluhou to be a family-loving person. It was Yanran's presumption.

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Then the conversation changed and he continued, "Then I wonder when Juluhou will be able to take time out to spend some time with Yanran?"

"After tomorrow, you can do anything." Ito Cheng smiled.

"After tomorrow? Then Yanran will just wait for the good news." Ji Yanran smiled.

Ito Cheng smiled slightly and turned to look at the others. At this time, King Zhao was also very knowledgeable. He also introduced several other important figures worthy of his introduction to I Tocheng.

After getting to know everyone, Ito Cheng turned around and walked to the right side of the hall, sitting down between Zhao Ya and Zhao Ni.

Next to her, Zhao Ya smiled charmingly at Ito Cheng, raised her hand lightly, and took the initiative to fill a glass of wine for Ito Cheng.

The drink that King Zhao used to entertain the people of Wei this time was nothing else. It was the high-purity and low-intensity special liquor that Ito Cheng had made available for sale. At the same time, Zhao Ya's charming performance was exciting to the other side.

Mr. Xinling was filled with jealousy and clenched his back teeth secretly.

Next, the banquet resumed, and during the Zhao dance performed by the Zhao palace dancer, everyone started to exchange glasses and talk freely.

Another moment passed like this...

But at this moment, Lord Xinling suddenly put down the wine bottle in his hand.

“Mr.

"Your Majesty's hospitality was very decent. Wuji didn't feel anything was wrong." Lord Xinling shook his head.

"Why is that?" King Zhao asked curiously.

"It's just because there is something unclear and unexplainable, and it is pressing in my heart, so Wuji has no intention of having a banquet." Lord Xinling raised his head and looked at King Zhao with a burning gaze.

As soon as these words came out, except for the endless singing and dancing in the hall, everyone's conversations fell silent and they focused on the matter at hand. Because everyone present understood what the puzzling thing that Lord Xinling said was

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"Everyone, please go down." Queen Han Jing said to the dancers in the palace.

The dancers paused for a moment, then bowed their heads and leaned forward along with the musicians on both sides who stopped playing the music, and slowly exited the auspicious hall.

"Everyone in the hall is a well-educated person this time. If Lord Xinling has something that you don't understand, please tell me in dialect. Let everyone help you with the details. Maybe you can gain something." When the dancers completely exited the hall, Ito Cheng said

Not far away, there is a graceful and beautiful girl. Due to her good maintenance, her appearance is much younger than her actual age. From a distance, she looks like a person in her thirties. Only when you look up close can you notice the shallow wrinkles under the corners of her eyes, but they do not detract from her elegance.

The bright and noble woman spoke out.

"She is Mrs. Pingyuan, Lord Xinling's biological sister." Zhao Ya on the side put her head to Ito Cheng's ear and whispered to him the identity of the speaker.

Mrs. Pingyuan wore her hair in a pony bun, her hair was raised high and fell to one side, which seemed to be falling but not falling. She was trembling. She was wearing an embroidered skirt, embroidered silk shoes on her feet, and her hair was

The hairpin on her head is inlaid with tortoise shell, and she wears pearls on her ears. She is so dazzling and radiant that it is difficult to compare her with ordinary women who have given birth to children.

When he heard Mrs. Pingyuan's words, King Zhao's face immediately turned ugly. He deeply hated Mrs. Pingyuan's ignorance. At the same time, he was also annoyed by her behavior of speaking for the people of her homeland even though she was a wife of the State of Zhao.

Because in this era, although there is no clear rule about marrying and obeying the husband, there are some etiquette instructions that require women to be loyal to their husbands. Therefore, Mrs. Pingyuan's behavior is completely regarded as a rebellious wife, and she is not a member of her husband's family.

Based on this, people have every reason to divorce her, sell her, or directly lynch her.

It's just a pity that Pingyuan Jun, who was able to carry out all this, has died in the battle, so naturally no one can control her.

"That's right. If there is anything you don't understand about Mr. Xinling, you might as well tell me and let me help you with the details." Mr. Long Yang on the side said in a light tone.

"Yes, yes." Other Wei people also shouted in succession.

"Okay then." Lord Xinling pretended to hesitate and said with a sigh. Then he sat up straight (that is, his knees were straight and his two calves were already kneeling on the mat), he faced King Zhao and clasped his hands and said, "Your Majesty,

The two countries Zhao and Wei are allies, and they even came from the same family in the old days. Logically speaking, they should be close to each other. Why did the king suddenly regret it without any reason the month before and marry the princess to the minister secretly without telling him? What kind of truth is this? Could it be that the king just

Aren't you afraid that this incident will cause discord between our two countries, Zhao and Wei, and alienate relatives and friends, giving the country a chance to succeed?"

"This..." King Zhao's expression froze and he was speechless. He couldn't tell Lord Xinling that it wasn't that I didn't want to marry, but that my master had taken a liking to my daughter, right? Let's not tell him if there would be anyone else.

Xin Xin, even the kind of turmoil caused later was not what King Zhao wanted to see. Where would that put him, the apparent King of Zhao?

"Does it mean that by marrying the princess, the two countries will really be friendly neighbors and close to each other?" At this time, a voice suddenly sounded in the hall.

Everyone turned their heads and focused their attention on the speaker. It was none other than Ito Cheng!

"What do Marquis Julu mean by these words?" Lord Xinling said in a deep voice.

"As far as I know, King Wei is very reluctant to let the princess marry him." Ito Cheng said softly while drinking.

"Marquis Julu, please be careful with your words and don't cause discord between Wei and Zhao." Although he knew that what Ito Cheng said was true, on the surface, Lord Xinling still reminded him in a deep voice with an expression that said, "Don't talk nonsense."

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"The rift? Isn't there enough rift between you and me? Don't say that behind the horse thieves running around in the Zhao Kingdom, there is no handwriting from Lord Xinling." Ito Cheng sneered.

"Unbridled!" As soon as he finished speaking, before Mr. Xinling, whose expression changed slightly, could speak, a man in a strong suit behind him suddenly stood up and shouted at Ito Cheng with an angry look.

"Presumptuous? You are the one who is presumptuous. What kind of place is this? You, a small servant, dare to make a noise here! Come here, please throw this vulgar person down!" Ito Cheng sneered and shouted loudly.

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"Yes." The sergeant outside the palace responded to the order and walked quickly behind Lord Xinling, making a move to take the man away.

"Slow down!" At this time, Lord Xinling finally stopped being patient and shouted loudly.

In an instant, the sergeant paused.

"Marquis Julu, by slandering me, the King of Wei, do you mean to provoke a war between Wei and Zhao?" Lord Xinling squinted his eyes and looked directly at Ito Cheng, with a cold light in his eyes.

Said in a deep voice.

"Isn't this what you want, Lord Xinling?" Ito Cheng asked with a mocking look on his face.

Lord Xinling's eyes narrowed and his expression turned completely gloomy.

"Your Majesty, Marquis Julu behaves and speaks like this, aren't you going to say something?" Then Wei Wuji turned to look at King Zhao and said softly.

King Zhao looked at Ito Cheng, then at Wei Wuji, and finally decisively chose Ito Cheng, raised the wine bottle, and drank the wine in the cup happily, ignoring Lord Xinling.

"Your Majesty." Han Jing, who didn't want Zhao to start another war at the side, frowned and called.

King Zhao glanced at Han Jing indifferently, then closed his eyes again and ignored her. Queen Han Jing was stunned, and suddenly a feeling that she didn't know how to describe arose in her heart, which was loss, anger, and...
Chapter completed!