Wife Hua

Chapter 489 Visitors from the West
Steward Ping'an's heart tightened, a chill ran up his spine, he subconsciously raised his head to glance at the scorching sun in the sky, the sky hasn't changed, where did the chill come from?

"I still need to review the book. I will trouble Steward Pingan to let the maidservants perform their duties. I won't see them for now, so as not to be distracted."

"Okay, the servant will tell them your preferences, and let the big maid Mei Lan Zhuju serve you tomorrow."

Steward Ping'an took the third son's refusal as shyness, after all, the third son had never enjoyed the beauty of red sleeves, and suddenly seeing a beautiful and outstanding maid was afraid that he would not be able to get rid of it and let the maid serve him.

I have to say that the prince is really a eccentric father. The maidservants for the third son are much better than those for the eldest son and the second son. They all have sharp looks and a docile temperament. , to eliminate the possibility of them being bought by the princess.

Although Steward Ping An couldn't stay in front of the third young master to serve him, but the prince asked him to come and see what the third young master lacked or had any requests from time to time, he was still equivalent to the steward next to the third young master.

The third young master is proud enough to let the always domineering prince use devious methods.

From Ping An's point of view, the three young masters are all dragons among men. Although the third young master is more handsome, except that he looks more like King Wei, he can't be seen as better than the eldest young master who is a corporal of courtesy and virtuousness.

Ping An thinks of the young master, and naturally thinks that the young master has been beaten by Princess Anle. The third young master really can't afford to offend him. He doesn't want to be the soul of Princess Anle. If it is the main fight, the prince will not avenge him.

"Master, those people..."

"If a cow doesn't drink water, can it force its head down?"

The third young master turned his back to the book boy, and said with a light smile, "I still have some concentration, you don't have to watch over them too closely, and the study room is so important that they can't get close easily, but if someone bribes you, if you want to go to the study room to have a look Look, you can do it yourself."

"But what if they see something they shouldn't?"

The third young master pointed to his own brain, and the book boy nodded silently, understanding what his master meant, all important things were in the master's mind, and there were hardly any secret letters in the study except for books.

The master is more careful than anyone else, otherwise he would not be able to develop a lot of power secretly under the eyes of the emperor.

"Mr. Changqing said that if the master is free, you can go to his house to see him, or you can go to Jingjing Tea House."

"Help me push it away. I won't see him before the imperial examination."

"Yes, master."

"I asked you to arrange people to live in the embassy?"

"The envoys of the Oara tribe have arrived, and they said they brought the saint. Master Zhuge is already at the embassy. According to the news, he has gained the trust of the Oara saint. He is trying to complete the master's order as soon as possible."

"You can't be late, and you can't be early. The best results can only be achieved if the time is not one minute away."

"I will tell Master Zhuge."

The book boy looked at the back of the master, and asked in a low voice: "Will Princess Anle be angry? The princess's temper is always different from ordinary people. The girl next to him likes it. The princess may not be able to appreciate the good intentions of the master."

"I don't need her to be grateful, and I don't need her to appreciate my good intentions."

Ying Che took a few steps to the desk, picked up a brush, soaked it with ink, and wrote a love poem on the rice paper. It was done overnight, and the strong feelings were vividly written on the paper. He himself did not expect that one day he would devote all his efforts to the girl. Ask for something in return, regardless of gain or loss.

"Also... this invitation is sent by Princess Honglian, the eldest son and the second son have a copy."

The book boy handed over the simple and simple invitation. Ying Che opened it, glanced at it, threw it aside, and said casually: "Are they recruiting female students, or are they choosing wives for the sons of the clan and noble sons? I'm afraid the invitation is not for the elders. What the princess means, it seems that the eldest princess has no way to fully grasp women's studies."

Glancing at the content on the invitation, the book boy asked, "Aren't you going?"

"Go, of course I will, but I won't sit in the guest seat to judge the pros and cons of female students."

Ying Che pressed his eyes, playing with taste: "Because it's hard for me to be fair and just, except for Yun Wei, everyone else is a vulgar fan."

"...you are getting more and more..."

"Frank? Brazen?" Ying Che smiled indifferently: "I hope you and all my subordinates understand that she is the girl I like, and respecting her is allegiance to me! I don't want you to do unnecessary things. Don't use the banner of being good for me, like the king of Wei, to stuff me with maids and women."

"The subordinate understands and will pass on the master's words."

The book boy rubbed the cold sweat on his forehead, thinking with lingering fear that His Royal Highness King Wei sent the maid over, hurting the father-son relationship that the master had just had for King Wei.

It is obvious that the emperor is much smarter, and instead asked the master to guard his body like a jade for Princess Anle.

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The building of the embassy in the capital is quite magnificent, and every scene can reflect the style of the empire. The emperor is quite polite to the envoys of all ethnic groups who come to the capital. The officials of the envoys of all ethnic groups are proud but not arrogant, courteous and never condone the impolite demands of the envoys.

The Oala tribe is the main tribe in Outer Mongolia. Due to the influence of its leader, they are quite friendly to the empire. Among the many tribes in Outer Mongolia, there are not many tribes who are willing to make friends with the empire.

The saint of the tribe once traveled to the western continent and learned the ability to connect the body. Compared with the leader, she is optimistic about the Central Plains Empire. She thinks that the countries on the western continent are stronger. Admire the culture of the Central Plains written in the imperial credential!
"Princess Anle, and Princess Anle again."

The girl said dissatisfiedly: "Apart from her, there is no one else? What is there to boast about riding and archery? The Central Plains people really have never seen the world!"

"Princess Anle is good at war. Their emperor gave her a gun for self-defense. No noble princess in the Central Plains has a gun."

"I can also use gunfire. The marksmanship is more accurate than hers. It's nothing unusual."

"Saint."

"Okay, I know what my father meant by marrying the Central Plains, but if they can't impress me, I still have to say...it's better to join the countries in the west."

The figure at the window was shaking, and the girl known as the saint glanced at the window lattice, and raised the corner of her mouth: "They can't trust us, isn't it their girls' school exam tomorrow? Lose their pride! Wala is not as powerful as the Empire, but I am stronger than all of them!"

"The leader wants you to enter the palace..."

"A man who is not as good as me, will I be rare?"

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"Just now, I deliberately leaked my whereabouts to let the Holy Maiden of Oara see me. I will definitely go to a girls' school because of the Holy Maiden's pride and pride. I'm just worried..."

"Afraid that the princess will lose?"

Zhuge Song patted his colleague on the shoulder, and said softly: "Even if you don't trust her, you should trust the third son."

ps continue to ask for a monthly pass

(End of this chapter)