The indescribable Taoist Lord

"Qinghe has met His Highness the Crown Prince..."

Zhang Qinghe turned around, with a flawless smile.

Why is Li Yan even here? If Li Yan is here, will Li Yuan'er be far behind?

"His Royal Highness, today is..." Zhang Qinghe deliberately revealed his doubts.

"Sister Yan Yuyuan will also be a member of the Confucian Society from now on. Also, Brother Zhang is afraid that he will be given the surname Hou. We monks don't need to be so polite."

Li Yan looked at Zhang Qinghe thoughtfully.

Everyone just regarded this as a dowry from Li Yuan'er, but people like Meng Qianchen and Liu Dongmei knew that it would be unjustifiable if the handsome young marshal of the blood-clad army in Anguan was not given a title.

The real dowry is here - Li Yan joined the Confucian Society. The attitude of the future Holy Emperor towards Confucianism can be seen. It can be said that it became Chinese Studies, and the Chang'an School gradually became mutually exclusive.

However, they didn't dare to guess too much. You must know that the ancestors in Xiaoxuantian are all talking about--

"Do you want Chang'an or not?"

"Do you want the Holy Emperor or not..."

Zhang Qinghe knew Li Yan when he saw him

"Oh...then, where is Miss Yuan'er?"

Zhang Qinghe asked tentatively, then looked around, and finally found the slightly hesitant and pretty girl between the pillars of the pavilion...

Seeing Zhang Qinghe's gaze, the girl blushed and retracted her head, leaving only the hem of the brocade skirt and the shiny black hair.

Zhang Qinghe looked a little tired... What are he hiding from...

"Brother Zhang has just entered the palace and asked the Holy Lord to marry Sister Yuan'er. Sister Yuan'er is naturally a little shy, so Brother Zhang doesn't have to worry about it.

I knew that Brother Zhang was really interested in Sister Yuan'er. She was the only goddess in this fairyland who could pick out the stars. "

Li Yan smiled teasingly, and his face, which was younger than Zhang Qinghe's, had a smile that every man would understand.

No...it's really not...

Zhang Qinghe could only laugh along, while making a fuss in his heart - if he denied it, the four people in Xiao Xuantian would tear him apart.

"Did the news released from inside the palace clarify the deadline?"

Zhang Qinghe asked tentatively.

“That’s natural, it lasts ten years.

Brother Zhang is so talented that he needs to strive for fame and fortune, and the same goes for Sister Yuan'er. This time is just right. "

Li Yan's words made Zhang Qinghe relax a little. Ten years... that's still a long time. If his fist is big enough after ten years, he can still go back to Xiao Xuantian and call off the marriage.

As for Li Ping'an, Wang Zhixin had to secretly urge him day and night, and he would toss himself to death while walking dogs and fighting cocks. By the time he left Anguan, his own role would not be that great, and the saints would not have to worry about the engagement.

Zhang Qinghe looked in the direction of Demon Suppression Prince's Mansion with a sharp look on his face. I'm sorry, Brother Li, I will cancel this engagement!

——In the Demon Suppression Prince's Mansion, Li Ping'an was lying casually as usual, thinking about the elixir method that Zhang Qinghe had entrusted to him, but he felt that his mind was inexplicably tense.

"It's so strange... why I feel so flustered all of a sudden."

He scratched his head and subconsciously glanced at Chang'an School. He had heard that Zhang Qinghe had been so popular recently, and even wanted to take the little jade fairy from his clan——

"Good guy, that girl doll is different from me. She is stunningly talented and beautiful, and tastes like a fairy. Brother Zhang is so lucky!"

"Brother Zhang is so lucky!" Meng Qianchen was also an outspoken person, and he was quite delicate when he should be delicate. But in this situation, he felt that it was not too much to compliment him like a joke.

"Um……"

Zhang Qinghe said thousands of words, gathered into this word, and he didn't know where to start.

Wang Zhixin had been observing Zhang Qinghe without moving his eyes. He could tell that Zhang Qinghe didn't look good at this moment, so he interrupted the words of the others——

"Brother Zhang, why didn't he return to Chang'an School after entering the palace today? Could it be that he just wanted to come and listen to the compliments I've been waiting for?"

Zhang Qinghe gave Wang Zhixin a grateful look. Wang Zhixin looked solemn and quickly turned his gaze away from Zhang Qinghe.

"There are indeed some trivial matters that need to be dealt with separately."

Now even Li Yuan'er in the distance pricked up his ears.

When Duanmu Ci heard this, his smiling expression gradually turned solemn, as if he was remembering Zhang Qinghe and Wang Zhixin's shocking plan a few days ago.

He bowed slightly and waved his hands to the surroundings——

"Brothers, please go and take a seat in the side hall. I have recently obtained some excellent spiritual wine, and I would like to invite you to taste it."

"I'm sorry, Qinghe and Brother Wang have some little secrets."

Zhang Qinghe directly revealed the things that Duanmu Ci didn't point out, and didn't care much about what these people thought of him. He smiled and cupped his hands.

However, in the ears of two experienced interpreters, Liu Dongmei and Meng Qianchen, it was indeed a sign that they regarded them as close friends——

"As expected of Brother Zhang, let's go to the side hall first and taste the spiritual brew with Brother Duanmu."

"I'm so kind, especially remember to leave two taels for me." Zhang Qinghe responded slowly.

"Hahahaha, that's natural."

"Brother Zhang will definitely be missing!"

Duanmu Ci slowly led the group of people away, and along with Li Yuan'er who was a little nostalgic, there were not many people left in the inner hall.

Wang Zhixin and Zhang Qinghe were not afraid that the students communicating not far away would listen. After all, Wang Zhixin knew that Zhang Qinghe's method of concealing his voice was extremely commendable.

"Brother Zhang had deliberately downplayed his presence in the Confucian Society before, and he was thinking that he might not go to the Three Treasures Hall today for anything, and he had something serious to explain.

Otherwise, just tell them directly in the jade order. "

"Well, I'm here today to give you something." Zhang Qinghe threw out a pendant, and Wang Zhixin took it blankly, feeling a warm touch between his fingers.

There are no elaborate carvings or decorations, only three characters "Chang'an School" are engraved on it, as if these three characters alone can equal the weight of everything in the world.

Wang Zhixin looked at Zhang Qinghe in surprise - is this a gift? This is for Chang'an School!

"But I am not an orthodox person, and the Li family of the Immortal Tang Dynasty will not sit back and let the legitimate son of the Wang family get this benefit."

Zhang Qinghe appreciated this most about Wang Zhixin - he had no problem telling him what to do. The most he could do was ask him to verify the feasibility. If he was asked to pick up the stall from Chang'an School, he could just take it over.

"Hey, I've seen the ancestors of the Li family. They don't care about the Chang'an School. Even if they fight, they are just fighting for the right to speak."

Zhang Qinghe slowly explained to Wang Zhixin.

"And who says you are not an orthodox person? If you are not, then open another one!"

Wang Zhixin was not stunned at this moment. He carefully studied what Zhang Qinghe meant. Instead, his eyes shone with light, and his expression was rare and joyful——

I am afraid that I will use the fertile soil of Chang'an School to plant the Confucian Society into a towering tree, and finally change my appearance and face at the same time!

"There will be big changes in the school soon. Please communicate with Li Mo then."

"The attachment knows it."

"Do you think... Is Chang'an private school fragrant?" Zhang Qinghe asked helplessly.

Then he saw the iron-headed boy nodding his head.

"I sold myself to get it."