After Dressing Up As a Stepmother, I Transformed the Whole Family Into Working In the Fields Chapter 720

At the ugly time, the people of Kyoto were still sleeping soundly in their dreams.

The representatives of the literary circles of the Sheng Kingdom, who were about to leave the city to greet the Northern Man envoys, had already gathered at the Beiding Gate.

At this time, there is still half a quarter of an hour before the official drill, and each team is checking whether all their players are present.

For the convenience of the drill, more than 20 fire pots were lit in the small square under the Beiding Gate, lighting up the space as bright as day and allowing the members of the mission to see every move clearly.

Sikongjian stood on the inner city wall, watching every move in the square below. When he saw the purple square, his eyes stopped, and his sharp eyes swept over the ordinary faces.

Eighteen, nineteen. There is one less person.

“Where is Liu Ji?” Sikong Jian asked the person next to him.

Sun Jiang leaned over and glanced around, and suddenly saw a purple shadow riding a horse from the west. He pointed out happily:

“There it is!”

Sikong Jian looked in the direction pointed by Sun Jiang and saw a man in purple clothes and a jade crown, riding a red horse, breaking through the heavy black fog and running towards the crowd. When he reached the light, he pulled the reins and quickly turned over and dismounted.

Wearing purple clothes, he has a dignified appearance and a slender figure. Even though he is surrounded by people with the same dress, he is stunned compared to others, and he has a kind of abruptness that stands out from the crowd.

How can a man look so good? Sun Jiang was shocked in his heart.

He was just about to see who had more outstanding appearance between his Imperial Master and that man. When he turned his head, he realized that the person next to him had long disappeared.

As soon as Liu Ji appeared, Sikong Jian went down the tower. As he walked quickly, he was wearing an envoy's black robe and showed his teeth and claws in the night wind.

As soon as Liu Ji turned around, he saw the darkness that was richer than night, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

But when he lowered his head and looked at the silver ring on his right hand, he calmed down instantly and said first:

“There's still time for a cup of tea before it's time to get ugly, and I'm not late.”

After saying that, I saluted him, then quickly ran towards the team of representatives of literary students, and stood on the empty seat, with a serious look as if I was always ready to practice.

The words of questioning have slipped down the throat, but there is no chance to say them out. Sikong Jian choked so hard that he almost choked himself to death.

On the city wall, the official of the Ministry of Rites in charge of the drill confirmed that everyone had arrived, immediately raised the ceremonial chess used for command, and started the drill.

In fact, there are no tricks. He just explained the process, walked everyone through it, and reminded everyone what they should pay attention to, and tried not to violate the various taboos of the northern barbarians, so as to ensure that the meeting between the two countries went smoothly.

During the drill, Liu Ji was shocked to find that the literary representatives in his team had all kinds of strange looks. At a glance, none of them had regular features.

Such a comparison, his already superior appearance is simply astonishing, and it would be difficult not to attract attention, unless he is a blind man.

Normally, Liu Ji would have been secretly happy. After all, who wouldn't be happy to be number one?

But he couldn't laugh at all now.

What does the appearance of these strange literary students mean?

　　It means that his guess is correct. Sikong Jian, this bastard, just wants the Northern Barbarian Princess to take a fancy to him and send him to the Northern Barbarians.

Luckily, yesterday he thought he was in the same sect and the senior brother wanted to support his junior brother.

When he thought about how he had let go of his prejudice against Sikong Jian yesterday, and was even a little touched, and when he looked at the representatives of the crooked literary world around him at this moment, Liu Ji wanted to slap himself hard in the face.

Why?

etc!

There is another one who looks like a human being!

“Brother?!” Lu Xiaofeng shouted uncertainly.

Liu Ji's eyes widened in surprise, "Little brother!"

The two brothers who wanted to be a master did not expect to meet each other here. They were so excited that they almost forgot that they were still practicing. Liu Ji didn't forget that there was a pair of shadowy eyes staring at him behind him, so he quickly winked at Lu Xiaofeng and talked about it later.

When the Ministry of Rites let everyone take a break, the two could no longer control their joy, walked through the crowd, and hugged each other fiercely.

Lu Xiaofeng: "Brother, why are you here too?"

Liu Ji: "Brother, why are you here?"

The two looked at each other and laughed. They didn't need to know the answer at all. They were just happy.

Other literary students all knew Lu Xiaofeng. When they saw him holding a man in his arms and calling him eldest brother, they all gathered around him curiously and asked who Liu Ji was.

Lu Xiaofeng put her arms around Liu Ji's shoulders and started to introduce him, but her words got stuck.

He doesn't know. He only knows that his eldest brother's name is Liu Ji and he comes from the northwest.

However, the people who can join the welcoming mission this time are all from family backgrounds, and it is impossible for civilians to participate.

so.

“Brother, who are you?” Lu Xiaofeng looked at Liu Ji and asked curiously.

Liu Ji coughed twice, "It seems that my true identity can no longer be concealed."

Under the expectant gaze of everyone, Liu Ji solemnly saluted everyone with his fists clasped and said humbly:

“I am Liu Ji, who studied under the great Confucian Mr. Gong Liangliao. This is our first meeting. If I have offended you in any way, I hope you will bear with me.”

　　Everyone was stunned for a moment when they heard this.

　　Unexpectedly, the outstanding-looking man in front of me was actually a disciple of the great Confucian Gong Liangliao.

In this case, isn't the Imperial Master Liu Ji's fellow disciple?

There is also the prodigy Qi Xianguan of the Prime Minister's Mansion. He and Liu Ji, who is the senior brother and who is the junior brother?

Everyone was curious and asked, and Liu Ji smiled and replied: "Senior Brother Qi and I entered the school last, ranking last."

At this time, a person next to him suddenly pointed at Liu Ji and said in surprise: "Aren't you the one who went to the Imperial Prefect's Mansion to recruit servants?"

Liu Ji smiled lightly, turned around and hugged him, "It is a student's duty to take care of the teacher."

Seeing that he admitted it openly, everyone no longer questioned it.

The Imperial Preceptor is watching from the city. No one should be bold enough to tell such a lie in front of the rightful master.

Looking at Liu Ji again, his words and deeds are free and uninhibited, and his appearance is even more outstanding. Although he is from a commoner, he is neither humble nor arrogant in the face of children from aristocratic families like them. There is no flattery or flattery. He really looks like a disciple of Mr. Gongliang.

The happiest person was Lu Xiaofeng. I didn't expect that I would be able to be a disciple of a great Confucian scholar in a teahouse. What luck!

"Xiaofeng, look at my hand." Liu Ji suddenly raised his right hand, stretched out his ring finger and waved it in front of Lu Xiaofeng's eyes, with a proud look on his face, "Do you know what this is?"

Although Lu Xiaofeng felt that her elder brother's behavior was inexplicable, she still asked curiously, "A silver ring? What kind of accessory is this? I haven't seen it before."

"This is called a ring." Liu Ji looked at the silver loach-back open ring tenderly. It seemed like he was looking at the ring, but in fact he was looking at people through the ring.

"My wife made these with her own hands overnight. There are two rings in total. On the other side of the distant ocean, the rings symbolize loyal love."

Liu Ji told the lie that Qin Yao taught himself without missing a word in an affectionate tone.

The mysterious country, the silver ring, and the loyal love made Lu Xiaofeng, a young man who was not yet married and full of blood, blushing and yearning for it. (End of chapter)

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