Many scholars gathered around the city gate, and the imperial army had cleared the surrounding area to clear a road.
Many people looked up eagerly, wondering which envoy from another country was coming.
However, since a few days ago, the envoy of the Rakshasa Kingdom was photographed into a meat pie in the street, such a big scene has not happened for a long time.
Many readers have fanaticism in their eyes.
The third gentleman from Bailu Academy is famous all over the world, his articles are circulated among countries, and he is like a star among scholars.
Many scholars in Daxia have long been looking forward to meeting this third gentleman.
Liu Zhi, the young minister of Honglu Temple, stood at the front, and next to him were the officials of Honglu Temple. The scene was grand enough.
The Dali envoys finally appeared.
"I've met Mr. Three."
As the young minister of Honglu Temple, Liu Zhi was respectful and respectful at this moment.
"It turns out to be Mr. Shaoqing."
Mr. San naturally knew something about the officials of Daxia before he came to Daxia.
Liu Zhi, as the young minister of Honglu Temple and a fourth-grade official, had already caught the eye of this third gentleman.
Soon Mr. Third's face gradually became ugly, and there was already anger in his heart.
He was the third gentleman of Bailu Academy, the envoy of Dali, and the Prince Consort. He was named the Marquis of Changxin. With such a status, Daxia only got a fourth-grade Shaoqing to greet him.
His Highness Prince You didn't show up at all, which was a huge disrespect to him.
This made Mr. San, who was surrounded by everyone wherever he went, extremely unhappy.
"His Royal Highness You Wang occasionally felt cold, so he did not come."
Liu Zhi took it upon himself to defend Li Qingxuan.
"Yeah?"
Mr. Three snorted lightly.
"Mr. Three, the junior Imperial Academy Yu Huang pays his respects to Mr. Three."
"Wang Wei, a junior from Shanyang Xingling, would like to say hello to Mr. Third."
"..."
At this time, the scholars around him were already going crazy.
Mr. Third then calmed down the anger on his face, smiled like a spring breeze, and greeted everyone.
Suddenly, the entire city gate became lively.
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Li Qingxuan has returned home and is writing ink in the study.
Huazhi walked in quietly.
Looking at the pretty figure in the painting, a sweet smile appeared on her face.
In the past, Li Qingxuan painted many portraits of Huazhi, all wearing masks, but now the Huazhi without the mask is even more beautiful.
Huazhi approached quietly, and was about to reach out her hand to cover Li Qingxuan's eyes and ask, "Guess who I am."
Just as he stretched out his arms, Li Qingxuan suddenly turned around, as if Huazhi took the initiative to throw himself into his arms, and was picked up by Li Qingxuan.
Huazhi blushed and slapped his chest, finally getting Li Qingxuan to put her down, her whole face turned red.
"I am a majestic emperor, how can I act like a little daughter?"
Huazhi warned herself sternly and gave psychological hints.
"Actually, you look pretty good in such a cute way."
Li Qingxuan said seriously.
"Really?"
Huazhi was thinking.
Do you want to come more often in the future?
"Why did you come back so early today? Is there nothing going on in Honglu Temple?"
Huazhi touched her hot face and asked casually.
"The envoys from Dali are here. I asked Liu Zhi to greet them. I'll come back as soon as I have nothing to do."
"I heard that the envoy of the Great Li delegation this time is the third gentleman from Bailu Academy. Liu Zhi still wants me to greet him personally. I don't have the time."
After Li Qingxuan finished speaking, Hua Zhi's face was startled, and her eyes showed a bit of luster.
This was the first time that Li Qingxuan saw such a star-chasing look on his wife.
My wife has always been an iceberg goddess, and she has never been pretentious with anyone except her husband.
For some reason, Li Qingxuan felt slightly jealous.
Said: "It seems that this third gentleman is very famous."
Hearing this, Huazhi rolled her eyes at Li Qingxuan.
"I just read his poems before, and they were very good. Why are you still jealous?"
Li Qingxuan laughed.
"I'm just joking, isn't it just poetry? I'll dump your husband for eighteen years."
"You, you."
Huazhi smiled and shook her head.
Li Qingxuan was a little hurt. It seemed that his wife did not believe what he said.
It seems that I am going to show off my skills at the birthday banquet and suppress the third gentleman.