As they entered the palace gate and the carriage came to a stop in the square, Ambassador Chen also arrived.

  Zhang Qi stretched out her hand and pulled towards the car curtain.

  Just as she reached out, a large hand grasped her wrist. Gao Changgong held onto her, pulling her to his side, letting her lean against him before he flipped open the car curtain.

  As the curtain opened, a gust of wind blew in, and under the illumination of the blazing fire, everyone turned their heads this way.

  Gao Changyong jumped down from the horse-drawn carriage and turned his head back to look inside, stretching out one hand.

  All eyes on the car!

  Zhang Qi shrunk back, seeing she was motionless, Gao Zhanggong lifted up the carriage curtain to take a look.

  Seeing Zhang Qi shrinking in the corner, he blocked the light from her, and she looked at him with a pair of big, watery eyes, her cherry lips lightly biting, clearly a timid little deer, that expression was really cute and pitiful. Gao Chang Gong couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid."

  Zhang Qi's ten fingers touched together, and she said in a soft voice: "You go first, I'll stop for a while and then catch up with you." She said seriously: "Just slow down for a bit."

  He smiled and said, "You really don't have to be afraid."

  She saw her watery eyes flashing, hesitating by herself, he said seriously: "In the few months since leaving Jiankang and returning to Qi Guo, I have been fighting continuously. Don't look at my heavy armor and only a hundred cavalrymen, with only a few thousand soldiers, it won't be taken lightly."

  He said this, his voice paused for a moment, and he was momentarily at a loss as to whether to laugh or cry. As someone like him, who normally disliked showing off in front of others, even more so when it came to talking about his own accomplishments and deeds. Yet, the little girl in front of him had somehow managed to get him to seriously brag about himself to her. And he was even afraid that she wouldn't believe him.

  Zhang Qi believed it.

  Her bright eyes looked at him with joy, and she said softly: "Yes, I forgot. You are the greatest husband in the world."

  With a resolute tone, as soon as he finished speaking, he had already climbed up and grasped his hand, ready to jump off the horse carriage.

  In the morning, she looked down and saw that Gao Changgong was motionless. Zhang Qi raised her head, batting her long eyelashes as she looked at him. "What's wrong?" she asked softly.

  When she asked him like that, Gao Changgong woke up from his daze and said softly: "Nothing." After finishing, he added another sentence, "Nothing."

  This year, he has fought two battles and also won a reputation for bravery. His heroic name is extremely brave, but now he is still far from reaching the level of "the greatest hero of his time".

  Everyone in the world, when looking at him, stares at his appearance, and when discussing him, they bring a few points of teasing and disdain. Excessively, some even mention him together with those famous beautiful women nowadays.

  Even if he has some military achievements now, no one has ever said that he is a great husband. Still, a great husband without equal in the world.

  Besides, Zhang Qi said it so naturally, as if she had been convinced of this from the very beginning.

  For a moment, the warmth and pride he felt when he first met Zhang Qi had flowed through his heart again.

  Zhang Qi got down from the horse carriage. Although she had mentally prepared herself, the gazes that came from all directions still made her stiffen for a moment, and it wasn't until she took several deep breaths that she recovered.

  Gao Chang Gong, known as the number one beauty in the world, has never had a woman by his side. But this time, she was truly the center of attention.

  She thought to herself: Fortunately, I covered up some of my own face.

  Just as she was thinking this way, a big hand reached out and grasped her hand.

  Gao Changgong led Zhang Yi by the hand, walking towards the Zhou Gong Temple in front of him under the escort of many guards.

  Just arrived outside the temple, the flames illuminated everything, making the jade steps on the ground as bright as daylight. Several people walked down quickly, with a young man of about twenty years old walking in front.

  This young man had a long face, high and sharp nose, small and thin lips. Although he was handsome, there was a hint of coldness about him.

  He walked in big strides, and from a distance saw the crowd of officials, burst out laughing and said: "Gentlemen, my father has been king for a long time." This young man was Yuwen Hu's eldest son Yuwen Cheng. With one sentence, he turned the banquet to celebrate Zhou Guo's new emperor into his family banquet.

  He turned his head to look at Gao Changgong, bowed deeply and said loudly: "I heard that Brother Gao is brave and good at fighting, and has been granted the title of King of Langling. From now on, you can call Brother Gao the King of Langling." After finishing speaking, he looked around and burst out laughing amidst a chorus of assenting voices.

  Is he Lang Ling Wang now?

  Zhang Gui quietly raised his eyes. No wonder he said that his hundred riders could hold off a thousand troops, it turned out that he had already been enfeoffed as the Prince of Langya due to his military achievements.

  Among the chorus of laughter, a bright and clear female voice came, intentionally soft and gentle, "Everyone in the world says that Langling Wang is handsome and strong-hearted, indeed it's true."

  The sound fell, a beautiful, dignified girl walked slowly. This northern girl had a long face, high nose bridge, white skin, round and big eyes, the whole face and person exuding a unique grandeur of northern girls, of course, also lacking the cleverness that southern girls often have.

  This girl, however, was a fake who impersonated Yuwen Hu's name and wanted to deceive Langling Wang. She was the eldest daughter of the Yuwen family, Yuwen Yue. The Yuwen family were Xianbei people, just like the former Yan state's Xianbei Murong clan, this family also had many handsome men and beautiful women. Of course, this kind of northern beauty was still very different from the southern beauty.

  Yuwen Yue's words were full of flattery, clearly intended to win favor with King Lanling.

  After all, it's still about Lanling King's appearance. Moreover, no matter how you listen to this tone, it sounds superior and condescending, so why would he be happy?

  Zhang Qi secretly glanced at Prince Langling, her small hands slightly struggling, and then thought about retreating backwards.

  She has gotten used to hiding behind the lights.

  But she had just struggled, and the King of Lanling was holding her even tighter. He held her tightly, feeling that she was still struggling, and lowered his head to give her a stern glance.

  This glance immediately stunned Zhang Qi, and she immediately became honest.

  The movements of the two were all taken in by Yuwen Yue. As early as when she saw that Zhang Qi's appearance was nothing special, she had not put her in her heart. Now seeing this scene, she couldn't help but ask curiously: "Who is she? Is she Gao Gege's new concubine?"

  Yuwen Cheng also said on one side: "This woman's looks are nothing more than that, if the King of Lanling likes this kind of southern woman, I can give you ten or eight." After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and was about to issue an order.

  "It's not necessary."

  He gazed straight at Yuwen siblings, on his handsome and unparalleled face, there was his unique seriousness and majesty, "With a long bow by my side, having this one lady is enough."

  "How can this be?" Yuwen siblings exclaimed in unison.

  The King of Lanling furrowed his brow and said slowly, "I've said it before, having her by my side is enough."

  After saying this seriously, he held Zhang Yi's hand and walked towards the hall.

  Seeing him from start to finish, not even glancing at herself with a straight eye. Yuwen Yue's pretty face turned from red to white. She stood stiffly for a while, then quickly rushed to the side of King Lanling and shouted at him: "She is not beautiful... how can you only want her?"

  The tone is full of injustice for Langling Wang.

  The King of Lanling did not want to waste words with this kind of woman. He furrowed his brow, strode straight past her and stepped onto the jade stone steps.

  Yuwen Hu was still unwilling, and just as he was about to say something else, another commotion came, and it was Chen Shi who had arrived.

  Zhang Gui was quiet and closely followed the King of Lanling. As they walked, they suddenly heard a calling voice coming from afar. "A Gui——"

  It's A Lu! How can she appear in such a situation? What if someone takes a liking to her and wants to take her away?

  Zhang Qi was startled and her footsteps came to an abrupt halt.

  Just having gone up two flights of stairs, Langling Wang lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

  Zhang Qi turned her head and said softly, "My maid A Lu has arrived." She didn't say anything else that might cause worry. She didn't want to trouble the Prince of Lanling, she wasn't qualified to trouble anyone...

  But she was just a maid, yet she looked so nervous. The King of Lanling turned his head and took a look, saying: "Xiao Jia Lang Jun won't give her away."

  He didn't expect that he would understand his concerns at a glance. Zhang Qi quickly turned back and asked inexplicably, "Why?"

  "This is absurd!" Xiao Mo would never do something that would thoroughly disappoint Zhang Qi, as long as he still had a shred of affection for her.

  He answered with these four words and didn't say anything more, then took Zhang Qi's hand and stepped into the grand hall.

  A'lv called out and immediately shut her mouth.

  Xiao Mo asked faintly from one side: "Why didn't you call out?"

  A Lu tilted her head, and the delicate and lovely Zhang Gui leaned against the tall and majestic Lang Ling Wang. The figure was so warm and pleasing to the eye. After admiring for a while, she felt that Xiao Mo was displeased beside her, and she quickly replied seriously: "A Gui is timid, if she were startled by my shout and fell, wouldn't it be too embarrassing?"

  The place was in an uproar, and the hall was even more thunderous with drums and music. How loud could her cries be? Would it still scare Zhang Qi to fall over?

  Xiao Mo shook off his sleeves and walked away with big strides, no longer paying attention to Ah Lu.

  A Lu, however, was still fresh and lively. She quickly ran to a guard and said in a crisp tone: "Ah Su, look at this Chang'an palace, why is it that everywhere there are flames, but not even a single candle? And also, those trees are just trees. In our Zhang family, we would hang silk flowers on the branches during festivals. And what about those houses? Why are they just bare stone and green tiles, without even a single house made of fragrant wood...?"

  Everyone was from Jiankang, Ah Lu's words were inaudible to the Zhou people, and they weren't afraid of causing trouble. The guard, Ah Su, responded: "Coming from the north will bring poverty."

  Just then, Yang Gong said from the side: "The state of Zhou is not poor." Seeing that several people were listening attentively, he slowly said: "Northerners have always been stingy... Northerners often say that we Southerners love to flaunt our wealth and spend lavishly, even if we don't have money, we like to put on a show of being rich."

  As they spoke, a commotion broke out again behind them. Several luxurious carriages stopped, and some familiar figures appeared in Xiao Mo's line of sight.

  Even Yang Gongzi followed his gaze and turned back to look, seeing this, he said in a low voice: "Wei Zheng and Yuwen Chong have arrived."

  Wei Gongzhi and Yuwen Chun, their reputation in the land of Zhou was like Xiao Mo in Jiankang. As they walked, the noble ladies who accompanied them, the palace maids from afar, each one's heart bloomed with excitement, casting flirtatious glances. Their enthusiasm made this simple and unadorned Chang'an take on a few hints of Jiankang's elegance.

  The King of Lanling entered the grand hall.

  The state of Zhou and the state of Qi are adjacent to each other, and they have been openly competing and secretly fighting for a long time. In these two years, it has become more apparent that Qi is strong and Zhou is weak. Among the three countries in the world, Chen State is safely located in a corner, while Zhou State's situation is unstable after Yuwen Hu took power, and the people are uneasy. Although Qi State has had two absurd emperors in succession, its national strength is slightly stronger.

  This time, envoys from both Qi and Chen came to Zhou. For the decision-makers of Zhou, they were more concerned about the situation in Qi and also more concerned about the envoy who came from Qi.

  As Langling Wang entered the hall, all the powerful figures in Qi looked at him with scrutiny.

  Staring at him for a moment, Yuwen Hu, who had long held power in his grasp, shook his head calmly and said, "The Qi people have also degenerated. A beautiful young boy with a yellow mouth is actually called brave, the Qi state really has no one!"

  Sitting not far from Yuwen Hu, the newly enthroned seventeen-year-old Emperor Yuwen Yong had a pale face and a slender figure, without any hint of majesty or bravery. At this moment, he was also staring at Langya Wang, and after hearing Yuwen Hu's comment, Yuwen Yong secretly thought to himself: Not to mention anything else, just the hundred armored soldiers alone were all strong and sharp, the best of the best. This beautiful and unmatched Langya Wang could control those armored soldiers, and that in itself was a testament to his bravery!

  He thought of this and his eyes turned to Zhang Yi beside King Lanling.

  He glanced over and asked in a low voice, "Who is this woman?"

  The eunuch glanced at Zhang Qi and reported, "It is said that she came with Chen Shi this time. On the day when Lanling King and other Chen envoys entered Chang'an together, they met for a moment, and Lanling King took her away."

  Yuwen Yong was surprised and said: "Was Langling Wang originally fond of this kind?"

  The eunuch replied, "Everyone else is also puzzled. It's said that when the King of Lanling was in his own country, he was given countless beautiful women who came to him with inverted feet, but he didn't pretend to be interested in any of them. This is still the first woman to make him feel anxious."

  Yuwen Yong hesitated for a moment before saying, "Alright, you may withdraw."

  "Yes."

  The hall was still buzzing with activity, and the dignitaries were still pouring in.

  Scholars, not only in the Chen state, but also in the past, the four great scholar families of Wang, Xie, Yuan and Xiao all fled their hometowns, crossed the Yangtze River and arrived in Jiankang. However, some scholars, such as the Lu family of Fanyang, the Li family of Zhaojun, the Cui family of Qinghe and the Cui family of Boling, persisted in their hometowns.

  These aristocratic families, who had flourished for hundreds and thousands of years, although they suffered heavy losses in the long years of war, with some families declining to the point of destruction. However, by comparison, they were after all deeply rooted and had a profound tradition of learning. In any country, if no talents were used, then so be it; but once talents were used, in this era when ordinary people couldn't even recognize characters, the sons of aristocratic families were naturally the first choice.

  So although the world has repeatedly risen and fallen, they have stubbornly taken root in this land.

  As more and more people came to the temple, by the time they arrived at the back, half of them were from large families in Jiangbei.

  In the midst of the hubbub, a sharp eunuch voice announced: "Chen Envoy has arrived—"

  Three characters fell, and all the Chen envoys followed Langling Wang into the great hall.

  Xiao Mo walked at the end.

  Just like in the old days in Jiankang, he was still wearing a white robe, with his feet clad in wooden shoes, his black hair scattered, and on his handsome and elegant face, there was a warm and gentle smile.

  As he walked in calmly, for some reason, the noise in the great hall subsided a bit.

  Actually, unlike Langling Wang and the Yuwen family members, those aristocratic young men who insisted on their homeland stopped chatting and turned around to look at Xiao Mo, a noble son from Jiankang.

  The blue seas have turned into mulberry fields, the swallows come and go, but only a few springs have passed. Yet in the world of men, it seems as if thousands of years have gone by. Indeed, all that meets the eye is the same old mountains and rivers, but where can one find the elegant scenes of former days?

  Remained in Zhou Di, and lived with the Hu rulers who held power over the Zhou state for a long time. For many years, they were in turmoil, their ancestral tombs did not exist, their temples were destroyed, their bloodlines were mixed, and the few remaining descendants of the aristocratic families suddenly saw those familiar white robes and wide sleeves, wooden shoes and clear winds, saw this authentic southern attire, saw that elegant and leisurely demeanor, and for a moment, some of them even moistened their eye sockets.

  Xiao Mo came over leisurely.

  As he stepped across the threshold, a gentle breeze lifted his long sleeves and swept over his raven-black hair and slender waist, as if he were about to take flight.

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