Miss Fortune: Is the regent ready for today?

August th, Mid-Autumn Festival.

The full moon state banquet in Daliang Shangjing began with the sound of gongs and drums ringing all over the street.

The guests attending the banquet presented their invitations outside the door one after another. After being double-checked by the guards of Tingxian Tower, Nie Lu and Nie He, they were able to step into the hall and find their seats.

When it was the turn of Yin Luo and the five of them to enter, the sharp-eyed Nie Lu recognized her first, winked at Nie He, lowered his head to take the invitation without opening it, only bowed deeply with his hands, and actually called out: : "Please."

Whether it was in terms of etiquette or attitude, the respect for Yin Luo from the people in Tingxian Tower was obviously far greater than that of Qiu Nanyan, the envoy in charge. This caused the famous chief minister to stop and turn his head to look at the group of them.

The girl in red put her hands in front of her body, forming a standard palace posture. She did it in a relaxed and natural way, as if it had become a habit. From the angle where Qiu Nanyan was standing, he could just see her smiling politely at Nie Lu, with a full forehead, a high nose, and slightly raised lips. Quite kind.

However, the next second, Yin Luo noticed his gaze and looked towards him with a slight frown.

Her expression was distant and somewhat scrutinizing. Those phoenix eyes were raised up, making her eyebrows sharper. The smile on Dan's lips that had not had time to dissipate was in stark contrast to the coldness in her eyes.

Qiu Nanyan couldn't help but frown. He was sure in his heart almost instantly that this girl in red was definitely not a simple character. There was a murderous aura in her eyes that could easily surge, and she definitely had someone's life in her hands.

He lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the standard palace instruments in her hands again. Her fingers were slender, but there was a thin layer of callus between her index finger and middle finger. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it clearly. It should be caused by years of use of hidden weapons. . The cuffs made of gold piercings tightly wrapped her wrists, and there was a layer of wide sleeves on the outside, which should be to cover the hidden weapon bags tied at the wrists.

The autumn wind blew in from outside the building, and when it passed by Yin Luo, it blew out a rare scent of snow lotus, which lingered on the tip of the nose of Qiu Nanyan, who was always cautious and alert, and he couldn't help but take a step towards her.

You must know that Xuehe balm is a specialty of the three cities in the Northeast. Because the spice is very rare, it has been sold for as much as a gram. It has been almost monopolized by merchants in Northern Liao this year. It is rarely spread in Daliang. At this moment, it appears here His instinct told him that the woman might have some connection with Beiliao. But, how could she maintain such upright palace etiquette? Looking carefully at the index finger of her right hand resting on the middle finger of her left hand, Qiu Nanyan looked familiar, but for a moment she couldn't remember who had seen her do this before.

Yin Luo saw a middle-aged man in dark purple official uniform walking toward her five steps away. Her eyes fell precisely on the token on his waist. It was made of copper with an eagle-eye pattern and was engraved with "Tongsi of the Nine Prefectures." Four words.

Yin Luo lowered his eyes as if he had some understanding, thinking that it turned out to be Qiu Nanyan, the envoy in charge of the government, and Mei Chengting's archrival, the envoy of Antaisi. According to rumors, he was very sensitive and suspicious. Now that he came to her, could he be suspicious of something?

When Qiu Nanyan was still two steps away from her, she smiled and said, "I've met Qiu Sishi." But she didn't salute.

Qiu Nanyan couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the strange girl calling out his official position. His steps stopped as he was stunned. After he stood still, "Do you recognize this envoy?" he asked Xiang Yin Luo. .

Yin Luo's smile deepened, and he didn't need to be conceited. He said directly: "The noble minister often forgets things, but I still remember that when I first entered Shangjing, before I could enter my own house, I was killed by the commander of the army. Someone disguised himself as an assassin and intercepted him. The envoy gave me such a great gift, but didn’t he expect to receive a gift in return from me?"

"Are you Yin Helan?" Are you actually the only daughter of Yin Jielin who has been dead for thirteen years? Qiu Nanyan suppressed the surprise in her eyes. He did not expect that she would appear at such an important occasion as the state banquet, and he did not expect that she would publicly expose the past incident on such an occasion. When he first heard that a merchant from the Yin family came to Beijing from the south of the Yangtze River, he could guess with just his fingers that this was not an easy matter, so he sent people to investigate extensively. When he found out that she was a descendant of the Yin family, one of the five nobles in Beijing, he had mixed feelings. He planned to attack her, but when someone came to report her, she came to the capital holding the token of that guy Antais!

Qiu Nanyan can be on the same page with the descendants of the Yin family, but he cannot be on the same page as Antaisi!

Yin Luo raised his eyebrows, "This is Yin Luo from Changlinya, Jiangnan."

Qiu Nanyan squinted, her behavior looked more and more familiar. Who did he think she looked like? It turned out to be the rebellious princess Fan Lan who had asked herself to leave the Ming family many years ago.

Scenes from past memories gradually emerged. Qiu Nanyan recalled seeing the weather-beaten Ming Fanlan on the street at that time, and asked her to return to the palace. Unexpectedly, the woman in purple reminded him with a cold face: "My surname is Ming, but I am not from the Daliang royal family. Princess, you see I don’t need to act like this.”

I don't know whether the two of them said this to him or to themselves.

"The scent of snow and lotus on Miss Yin's body is very unique. Did you buy it from Beiliao?" Qiu Nanyan squinted his eyes, his eyebrows were narrow, and his expression was more like a calculation.

Before Yin Luo could reply, the young man in white standing quietly behind her stepped in front of her. Although he looked young, he was tall. Seeing Qiu Nanyan lowering his eyes, there was a self-confidence in the corner of his mouth. Laughed and snorted.

"Why do I need to buy my sister's snow lotus fragrance from Bei Liao? The shops that can supply this spice in the three northeastern cities are all under my name. If you want to buy it, it is the nobles of Bei Liao who bought it from me." He said With an obvious meaning of crushing, he added: "Qiu Si has stayed in Shangjing for too long and has never heard of my name, Yu Ruyi?"

Jade Ruyi? Qiu Nanyan silently recited these three words in his heart, and his eyes naturally looked at the young man from top to bottom. The robe was of a special style, and he could tell at a glance that it was the style of the Heavenly Mirror. The wishful silver pattern shone under the bright candlelight. Thousands of blades vaguely appeared in the light. The Holy Master of Shang Tianjian is said to be only sixteen years old, but his attainments in all aspects are far superior to that of the old man Yu Gua.

Qiu Nanyan frowned, and with some reluctance, Chao Yu Ruyi lowered his head and bowed his hands in a salute, "Holy Lord, sir, Qiu Nanyan, the head of the Nine Palaces, is polite."

Although the Yu family and the Yin family were among the five major nobles in Shangjing, the Yu family was too noble. Everyone knows that in Daliang, in addition to the Ming family, those who hold important national destiny issues include the Tianjian Yu family on Gushan Mountain. Among them, the Holy Lord is the talker. You will not kneel when you see His Majesty. You will be overpowered when you enter the court. The position of Prime Minister.

In front of this person, Qiu Nanyan didn't dare to be disrespectful. You know, Emperor Chongwen is watching from the second floor right now.

Yu Ruyi looked at Qiu Nanyan and raised a sly smile. He knew that he had always been narrow-minded. He still remembered that he was intercepted in front of the Yin Mansion when he first entered Beijing. How could he easily let go of the opportunity for revenge when he saw it? (End of chapter)