Ghost Festival.

Midyear Festival.

In the evening, the whole capital is bustling with lights, firecrackers, and full of festive joy.

In the palace, in front of the Xuanhua Palace, it is also very lively, and people come from outside the palace one after another, greeting each other, and slowly walking into the Xuanhua Palace.

Hundreds of Yan Yuwei were fully armed, neatly guarding outside the Xuanhua Palace, without squinting, and their momentum was like a rainbow.

Today is the day when the Qianguo delegation enters Beijing, and a reception banquet prepared for the Qianguo delegation will be held here, and in order to show its value, Li Jingyao, the secretary of the state who left the country, personally accompanied, accompanied by Cui Yunqi, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and Xu Zhao, a scholar of the Imperial Palace, and a series of civil officials.

In the hall at this time, Taiqing was already sitting in the middle of Jingyao, drinking wine idlely, estimating the time.

Immediately to the right of her, there is still an empty seat, and no one has sat down so far, and opposite this seat is Xu Zhao, a scholar of the palace pavilion.

The people had almost arrived, and the people in the mission had already taken their seats, but the banquet had not started for a long time, and everyone was muttering in their hearts, not knowing what Taiqing was waiting for, let alone who the empty seat was for.

Among the Qianguo missions, the leader was an old man over fifty years old, who seemed to have waited too long, and his face was already faintly displeased.

At this moment, a guard walked quickly to the door and saluted respectfully to Li Jingyao.

"Your Highness, the person has arrived."

The guard saluted and said loudly.

After hearing this, Li Jingyao immediately showed joy, hurriedly stood up, ignored the surprised eyes of the people around her, and walked straight to the door of the hall.

The people in the entire hall were all dumbfounded, they didn't know who could let Taiqing go out to greet him personally.

Could it be that His Majesty is here in person?!

With these questions in mind, everyone got up and left their seats, came to the door of the hall, and looked into the distance with Li Jingyao.

I saw a carriage coming slowly, and the person driving the carriage was actually Tong Zhuo, the commander of the East Palace guards!

"You actually came here directly in a carriage?!"

"Who the hell is this person?!"

Someone in the crowd had already begun to whisper, and the words were full of surprise.

Although they had confirmed that it was not the empress who came in person, they didn't expect that someone would come directly to Xuanhua Hall in a carriage.

The law is strict, all the ministers who enter the palace must get off the horse at the palace gate, and can only enter the palace on foot, so everyone who enters the palace must go early, so as not to delay the time because of the long distance in the palace.

But tonight there were not only people who were late, but also took a carriage, which is the first time since the establishment of the country!

Under the expectant gaze of everyone, the carriage slowly stopped under the stone steps in front of the hall, and then a thin young man with slightly pale skin and white clothes slowly walked out of the carriage, holding a guqin in his hand.

Boundless!

But the group of people waiting in front of the temple were even more confused, because none of them knew Li Wuji, let alone knew his origin.

After Li Wuji handed over the guqin to Tong Zhuo, he slowly got out of the carriage and saw Li Jingyao standing at the front of the crowd at a glance, so he sped up his pace, quickly climbed the stone steps, and came to the front of Li Jingyao.

"I'm here, I'm waiting for you."

Without waiting for Li Wuji to speak, Li Jingyao said hello with a smile on her face, and the boredom just now had been swept away.

"I've seen Your Highness."

Li Wuji bowed his hand and said with a smile.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers present were even more shocked, this person saw that Taiqing actually didn't kneel and bow, so he became more and more curious about Li Wuji's identity.

I have never seen Taiqing who does not kneel in person!

"It's good to come, it's good to come, this palace still thinks you can't come because of something, and you're going to miss the appointment."

"Let's go, let's go first."

As Li Jingyao spoke, she actually took the opportunity to stretch out a hand and pull Li Wuji towards the hall.

Seeing this scene, the civil officials who left the country were even more dumbfounded, but then they seemed to understand something, looked at each other, and shook their heads helplessly.

From the intimate action just now, they have regarded Li Wuji as Taiqing's newly acquired male pet, but they didn't expect that Taiqing would actually bring a male pet to participate in the reception banquet to welcome the Qianguo Mission.

On the other hand, the people of the mission have long been snubbed by the departing officials because of the appearance of Li Wuji, and it is clear that they are the protagonists tonight, but no one pays attention to them at this time.

Soon, Li Wuji sat in the position that had been vacant at the suggestion of Li Jingyao, and sat opposite Xu Zhao, a scholar of the Imperial Palace.

At this time, everyone understood that the original noble position was left by Taiqing to his male favorite, and if this matter was spread, I am afraid that it would be ridiculed by the world.

Xu Zhao's mood is even more indescribable, he didn't expect that one day he would be on an equal footing with a male pet who can only play with the secret art in the room.

"Let me introduce to you, this prince is a friend of this palace, Wuji Gongzi."

"Wuji Gongzi is erudite and talented, very rare, so this palace invited him to participate in today's dinner together, since the Qianguo delegation wants to exchange literature with our dynasty, then he must not be missing!"

Li Jingyao pointed at Li Wuji, looked at everyone, and said loudly.

Hearing Li Jingyao's introduction, the Qianguo delegation did not react, but the civil officials who left the country opened their eyes one by one, because of the name of Wuji Gongzi Qinxian, they had already heard of it, but they didn't expect it to be Taiqing's friend.

"It turned out to be Wuji Gongzi, who has admired his name for a long time, no wonder he felt that Gongzi was personable and different when I saw it just now!"

"Didn't Childe hug a guqin just now? Do you want to play a song here?! ”

All of a sudden, a group of civil servants began to talk about it, full of expectations.

They hadn't seen Wuji Gongzi, let alone heard of Wuji Gongzi playing the piano, but the sound of Wuji Gongzi's piano had already been spread in the market, and it was fascinating.

As he was talking, Tong Zhuo held the sword in one hand and the qin in the other, walked into the hall quickly, put the guqin beside Li Wuji, and stood behind Li Jingyao without saying a word.

Seeing that guqin, everyone couldn't help but look forward to it and kept talking, and the elegant old man sitting in the mission couldn't help but light up in his eyes, as if he had seen the extraordinaryness of that guqin.

"Okay, whether to play or not will we talk about it later, since everyone has already arrived, let's start the feast!"

Li Jingyao waved her hand, stopped the people who were talking, and said loudly.

With Li Jingyao's order, the dinner officially began, the delicacies were slowly served, the pianist also played music, and several dancers came slowly and began to dance.

All of a sudden, the whole dinner party became very lively, and those civil officials who had left the country had heard of the name of Wuji Gongzi for a long time, so they frequently toasted to Liwuji.

Li Wuji didn't shirk it, and he didn't refuse, but fortunately, he ate a bowl of noodles in advance before he came, otherwise he would have to be planted here tonight if he drank so much wine on an empty stomach at once.

During the banquet, Li Jingyao also exchanged cups with Li Wuji a few times, talking in a low voice, completely snubbing the Qianguo Mission, and over time, all the people in the mission were a little ugly.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone put down the dishes and chopsticks in their hands with satisfaction, and talked to each other in a whisper, and this reception banquet was also coming to an end.

However, looking at the Qianguo Mission, the dishes on the table basically did not move much, and perhaps they were full of gas.

At this moment, a middle-aged man slowly got up, came to the middle of the main hall, and saluted respectfully to Li Jingyao, holding a long wooden box in his hand.

"Your Royal Highness, I have long heard that there are many literary talents in the Imperial Dynasty of the Leaving Country, and this time I came here to pay tribute, build diplomatic relations between the two countries, and second, to exchange literature."

"Not only for communication, but also in the hands of the next hand there is a painting made five years ago, but also ask His Royal Highness Taiqing and all of you to appreciate, if you can point out one or two, I would be grateful."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man opened the wooden box, took out a carefully preserved picture scroll from it, and slowly opened it with the assistance of another companion.

As the picture unfolded, a majestic picture of mountains and rivers instantly caught everyone's eyes, and a group of civil officials leaving the country couldn't help but exclaim and praise it.

When the people in the Qianguo delegation saw this scene, they all raised their heads, and everyone's faces showed pride.

The middle-aged man held the painting in one hand, put the other behind his back, held his head high, and looked at Li Wuji, who was sitting in his seat and drinking wine by himself, intentionally or unintentionally.

It is said that it is out to exchange literature, but the momentum is like a fight...