Chapter Seventy-One: The Son of the King of the North

Qian Dai smiled and shook her head, "Although I can know some news in Fenglin Academy, I really haven't received any news about any big people going to appear in Kyoto. ”

"And how do you know?" Qi Jingyi couldn't help but open her mouth in confusion.

Qian Dai glanced at Qi Jingyi with a smile, stretched out her hand, and pointed down the window.

At first, Qi Jingyi didn't understand, but she looked carefully, and it took a while to notice the clue, and she couldn't help but admire Qiandai's insight, and glanced at the three of them quite convincingly, "I'm convinced." ”

Saying that, he looked at Zhou Mengxian, "Sister Xian, my grandfather got a few more endgames a few days ago, and I will send them to you another day." ”

Zhou Mengxian raised her eyebrows, "Then thank you Sister Yi." ”

Qi Jingyi scolded her with a smile, and several people made a fuss again, Qiandai was a little funny, but she was still a little puzzled, "Sister Yi, you haven't said who the big guy is going to appear, and besides, what does this big guy have to do with Ling'er not coming?" ”

Qi Jingyi came back to her senses, put away her joking look, picked up the tea in front of her, cleared her throat and said: "Actually, this person is quite famous, presumably my sister has also heard his name, he is the son of the Northern King who is as famous as the eldest prince and is called the second master of the capital, Li Yu." ”

"Li Yu?" Qian Dai was surprised, she hadn't heard his name, but she was so surprised when she heard it.

Regarding him, I once heard Ling'er say when he was in the palace that he and his eldest brother participated in the imperial examination under a pseudonym, and it also caused a sensation, and the two teenagers were thirteen-year-old teenagers and ranked first on the list.

Among them, Murong Yichen naturally won the champion, and Li Yu won the example.

Back then, when the list was released, the scene of the two riding horses and parading the streets, until now it is vivid, two young men, one is as bright as the sun, and the other is as high as the moon in the clouds, the same white clothes, beating horses and whips, being romantic, riding a horse and leaning on the red bridge, full of red sleeves, and has been passed on as a beautiful talk in Kyoto several times in succession.

Later, Murong Yichen's whereabouts suddenly wandered, and Li Yu also returned to the fief of the Northern King to take over the affairs of the fiefdom, and the two rarely appeared in front of people, which gradually faded out of people's sight, but despite this, they still couldn't erase the deep impression they left in the crowd.

"Isn't he in his fiefdom?" Qian Dai was a little puzzled, although Li Yu had not yet been crowned king, but now he was in charge of a fief after all, which was equivalent to a vassal king, generally speaking, the vassal king was not summoned by the emperor and could not return to Beijing without permission, could it be that his father and the emperor recruited him back?

Zhou Mengxian looked out the window, and many people had gradually gathered on the street outside the restaurant, all looking in the direction of the city gate, slowly retracting her gaze and saying: "There are still two months left before the emperor's birthday banquet, and Li Gongzi naturally entered Beijing this time to participate in the emperor's birthday banquet." "The identity of Li Yupian's son has always been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, so people all over Kyoto respectfully call him Li Gongzi. Over time, everyone almost forgot that he was still the prince of the Northern King.

Zhou Mengxian paused, "I heard my father say that it is said that Li Gongzi has been preparing to return to Kyoto for a long time, but I don't know why he has been delayed for a month." ”

"Maybe something is delaying." Lin Yitong said.

Qi Jingyi nodded approvingly.

Qian Dai didn't comment on the words of a few people, and looked out the window, she was very curious about what the characters with the same name as her eldest brother looked like.

"That Ling'er won't be going to pick him up in Beijing." Qian Dai thought for a moment and asked.

Zhou Mengxian nodded, "Dai'er guessed correctly, that's roughly it, but to be precise, Ling'er's father and her brother are going to pick up Li Gongzi, and she just went to join in the fun." ”

"I see." Qian Dai smiled, with Qin Ling's idle temperament, this is indeed like her style.

Several people talked and laughed, sat and waited while drinking tea.

It didn't take long for the sound of horses' hooves to be heard on the street.

Qi Jingyi was a little excited, "It's coming, it's coming." ”

Zhou Mengxian joked with a smile: "I heard it all, Sister Qi doesn't need to be so excited." ”

Qi Jingyi coughed embarrassedly, "Isn't this a reminder to you?" ”

The other three were a little amused, but no one made fun of her anymore, and they looked at her teasingly a few times, and then turned their eyes out the window.

The group soon went from far to near, led by a burly middle-aged man riding a tall horse, with horizontal star sword eyes, a pair of sharp eyes that were not angry but mighty, and a calm face with a steady and warm expression, but it could not hide his unique sense of sharpening as a soldier.

With those familiar eyebrows, Qian Dai guessed his identity at once, presumably he was the Huwei general of Great Chu, Qin Shizhong, that is, the father of Qin Ling and Qin Feng.

Followed by two men with different styles who were dressed in flamboyant red and flowing white, walked side by side.

The red clothes are extremely flamboyant, and the charming eyebrows and eyes have an undoubted domineering spirit, which is Qin Feng, who enjoys the name of the little overlord of Kyoto.

And beside him, the gentle man in white clothes is fresh and elegant, elegant and profound, but he still can't hide his charm of flowing beauty, his gentle and jade-like face is indescribably soft, compared to Qin Feng's publicity, his standing in the crowd, but still can't hide the flow of eyes is deeply attractive.

Qian Dai sighed lightly, some people are destined to be the pride of the sky, and the sun and the moon cannot hide their elegance. With this elegance revealing from his bones, it is no wonder that he can be on a par with Murong Yichen's name of Cloud Gaoyang.

Different from Qin Feng's arrogance and domineering, this kind of ripple is the real merry.

The people in Kyoto who welcomed him on both sides of the road rushed to witness his independent demeanor, and I have to admit that compared with the immature and frivolous five years ago, it is obvious that Li Yu is a little more calm and chic today.

The handsome and rippling face, as bright as the peach blossoms in March, the slightly raised corners of the mouth, with a charming warmth, make people's hearts ripple, so that the girls on both sides can't help but be moved, Tuo Hong's face flies on a cloud, the eye waves flow, the spring water overflows the heart, competing to fold the flowers and send each other, the fluttering flowers float down from all directions, competing to fly to the handsome and full of charm man.

In the face of everyone's enthusiasm, Li Yu always wore a faint smile, and the horse walked forward unhurriedly, and the rain fell all over the sky, but it fell heavily at a distance from his body, and he never had a flower or petals falling on his body.

The falling flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless.

Qian Dai sighed and withdrew her gaze, quietly drinking her tea.

Qi Jingyi, who was watching with relish, suddenly turned her head inadvertently, and saw Qiandai's careless appearance in her eyes.

Looking out the window, "Daile, what's wrong with you?" ”

Qian Dai chuckled and shook her head, "It's nothing. ”

ps: Big brother's crisis is coming, haha, forgive the author for the schadenfreude, thank you for your tipping tickets, love you

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