In the eastern palace of the Saint Land of the School of Philosopher.
This was a special place used by the School of Zhuzi to receive the diplomatic corps of various countries.
It was made of 60 to 70 feet of red wood.
There were carved beams and painted buildings inside, but there was no sense of luxury.
The tables, chairs, and tea tables were all simple and elegant, looking ancient.
It showed the legacy of the ancient sages.
On a few tables in the corner, a hollow copper furnace could be seen.
A green smoke floated out of it, making people feel refreshed.
"Three majesties, this way please. When we pass by the main hall, we will arrive at your residences.”
The envoy who received Great Qin's envoy led everyone to the entrance of a hall and smiled.
This hall was very large because it was the place where the diplomatic missions of the various countries in the eastern palace usually moved.
The door was supported by two huge mahogany trees.
Looking inside, he could vaguely see many people walking around.
"Alright, I know that. Let's go.”
The First Prince, Fu Su, walked at the very front in a green robe and a large fur coat. He smiled elegantly.
This was his third time here, so he naturally knew about the situation here.
Behind Fu Su was the expressionless Huhai in a black fur coat.
Looking at Fu Su's demeanor as a representative of Great Qin, his expression could not help but turn cold.
However, he did not say anything.
The order of seniority had been like this since ancient times.
When they were outside, Fu Su could only take the lead.
He could only watch.
As for Ying Feng, who was wearing a white mink fur coat, he wasn't in third place. Instead, he was at the back.
It was not that he did not want to walk in front, but there were too many people walking in front.
It was too eye-catching.
Shaosi Ming was shy and didn't let him hold his hand.
That was why he could hold onto her soft thighs if he walked behind her.
Perhaps it was because he cultivated the wood-elemental Yin-Yang technique.
Shaosi Ming's fair and tender hands pinched together, giving her an extraordinary feeling.
It was as if spring and life were held in his hands. It was mysterious and extraordinary.
It was soft, warm, and unusually smooth, making Ying Feng unable to put it down.
After getting off the carriage, he pulled the carriage all the way here.
"Sigh, His Highness the Ninth Prince has become a god, and his bearing is even better than Young Master Fusu's. It's a pity that you're greedy for beauty…"
" Your Highness, the Ninth Prince has won the Jade Gate Pass. You have made such great contributions, but you only want to take in concubines. How ridiculous is that? You can't be an emperor, you can't be an emperor…"
"The Great Qin Empire's diplomatic mission to the School of Philosophers 'Holy Land is to show off Great Qin's strength and attract talents from all over the world. I hope that Your Highness, the Ninth Prince, won't tarnish our reputation.”
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Seeing that Ying Feng was only concerned about the affairs of the palace, the ministers couldn't help but shake their heads.
It seemed like the Ninth Prince wouldn't be able to count on him for the competition in the Temple of the School of Philosophers.
The group of people followed the scholarly envoy from the School of Philosophers.
Stepping on the marble path into the hall, he felt that everything was suddenly clear.
This hall was the gathering place of the people in the eastern palace. It was about six to seven feet tall and hundreds of feet wide.
There are several tables, futons and incense burner everywhere, for people to sit and talk about Taoism.
At this moment, in the main hall, there were many people dressed in luxurious clothes, forming groups of three to five.
Some sat on the futons, some stood together, and discussed with each other.
Seeing Great Qin's envoy enter, everyone looked over.
"Imperial Brother Ying Feng, quickly come to the front.”
After entering the main hall, Fu Su saw Ying Feng flirting with women and couldn't help but shake his head.
"Imperial brother, don't worry about me."
Fu Su called out to Ying Feng, but Ying Feng shook his head and held Shaosi Ming's hand, walking at the end of the line.
In the public, Shaosi Ming's beautiful face, which was hidden behind the white veil, blushed slightly.
Her pair of limpid eyes didn't dare to look at Ying Feng and could only look at the ground shyly.
He didn't even pull his hand out, only letting the other party play with it as he pulled her forward.
Seeing this, Fu Su's elegant face could not help but reveal a helpless expression.
This younger brother of his was really ridiculous.
Great Qin's diplomatic corps represented Great Qin.
In public, he was so greedy for beauty.
She really didn't know what to say.
Huhai was still expressionless, but a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.
It seemed that he had been too concerned about this person's threat previously.
"Your Highness Fu Su, it has been a long time.”
A cheerful voice sounded.
He saw a young man in a red robe walking over with large strides. His handsome face carried a refined aura.
"So it's the Great Han Crown Prince Qi. I haven't seen you for three years and Fusu really misses you.”
Fu Su laughed loudly and went up to them. The two of them started chatting.
"Fusu, you have to be careful in this competition of all countries.”
"The Great Han, the Great Tang, and the Great Ming have sent experts.”
"In particular, it is said that the Great Tang and the Southern Song Dynasty have sent top-notch geniuses.”
Hearing this, Fu Su smiled.
"Haha, is that so? Thank you for your reminder.”
Although Qin was strong in martial arts, its civil governance was not high.
Fortunately, he had studied under a Confucian scholar since he was young and had read a lot of books.
Although it was still a little difficult to take the lead in the competition of all countries.
However, he was still confident that he would be invincible.
Therefore, he reminded the Crown Prince of Han.
Fu Su did not take it to heart.
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