The eldest daughter of the rebirth, she killed Gu Zhao crazy

"Your Highness, Lord Ma of Honglu Temple sent a message."

"Your Highness, Lin Junting, the legitimate son of Duke Li, submitted a post."

After knowing that the prince was in the temple, various officials' name cards were quickly delivered to him, asking to see him.

Kang Jian selected some people who could be ignored and responded with gifts to appease them, but there were still some people who, even the prince, had to give some face.

Looking at Kang Jian running up and down, the prince laughed at himself, "I wanted to hide here with the abbot for half a day to relax, but I didn't expect that he would be disturbed instead."

Abbot Zhenzhi is short in stature but has bright eyes. "Freedom is what an old monk should enjoy. Your Highness is like this, but it is precisely through being busy in the world of mortals that you can realize the will of God and the heart of the Buddha."

The prince stood up with his sleeves rolled up and said to Gu Zhao, "Master Gu, let's go down for a walk so as not to disturb the old monk's leisure."

Abbot Zhenzhi laughed heartily and stood up to see him off.

Gu Zhao followed them respectfully.

As soon as I got off the Buddhist Scripture Pagoda, I saw Lin Junting and several others waiting outside the backyard door.

The prince raised his chin, and Kang Jian ran over and said a few words. The guards moved out of the way, and everyone on the other side hurried over to salute the prince.

Obviously, the prince was no stranger to Lin Junting. He pulled Lin Junting up affectionately and looked at the big-eyed girl behind Lin Junting: "Jun Ting, I haven't seen you for a long time. I went on an outing with Miss Chu today. She looked really energetic."

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"Your Highness is Yushu Linfeng. His grace is unparalleled." As soon as Lin Junting finished speaking, he thought of the man who was next to Gu Zhao just now.

To be honest, that man's appearance and temperament were the best he had ever seen.

Even compared to him, the prince always lacks three points of his unique temperament.

Lin Junting glanced at Gu Zhao quickly. At this moment, she was only traveling with the maid, not the man.

Chu Xianyu walked quietly to Gu Zhao and said, "Master Gu, you are here too."

If Qin Xinglie were here, he would definitely feel that it was another communication that started with nonsense.

Gu Zhao smiled and nodded to her, "Yes, Miss Chu, we meet again."

"The magnolia flowers on Mr. Gu's dress are so beautiful." Chu Xianyu has jade-like skin, speaks softly, and is very gentle and restrained.

"The texture of Miss Chu's bracelet looks very unusual. Could it be mutton-fat jade?"

The other few people were a family of three, including Ma Cehan, the minister of Honglu Temple, and his wife and daughter.

When the prince saw Ma Cehan, he was slightly surprised, "Master Ma, the Donghao delegation has just arrived in Beijing, and Honglu Temple is responsible for the arrangements. Why are you here?"

Ma Cehan quickly explained, "Your Highness does not know that those Donghao people, alas, are arrogant and really wanton and rude."

"It was originally agreed that the two sides would hold talks yesterday, but they suddenly said that they heard that today, March 3rd, is an important festival in Bei'an. They also want to follow the local customs, celebrate well, and go out for an outing today."

"So I put the talks aside and insisted on going to the outskirts of Beijing today. It involves the diplomatic relations between the two countries, so I had no choice but to let it go. So I just took my wife and daughter to Yu Chong Mountain for a walk."

With that said, Ma Cehan introduced, "This is my wife Huang, and this is my little girl Yanming."

Ma Yanming had a slender figure and a square and handsome face. When he saluted the prince, he secretly raised his head and glanced at him. He happened to meet the prince's eyes. His cheeks turned red immediately and he lowered his head deeply.

The prince nodded politely to the two female relatives and immediately withdrew his gaze.

Lin Junting had long heard the news about Donghao's envoy coming to Beijing, and said angrily, "Donghao's army attacked Douchuan Pass and killed General Wang Tiexin. How dare you send a mission to Beijing?"

"Do you really think we have no one in Bei'an? Honglu Temple still treats them as guests?"

The smile on Ma Cehan's face froze, and he looked at Lin Junting with a somewhat unhappy look.

It's a pity that Lin Junting didn't take his reaction to heart at all, but continued to make high-level remarks, "If you ask me, we should behead all Donghao's mission, send troops to recapture Douchuan Pass, crush Donghao, and let them know that Bei

An is not to be insulted lightly!"

Ma Cehan sneered twice, "Mr. Lin, major affairs of the government are planned by the ministers, the boss of the cabinet, and His Majesty's Holy Judgment. You don't need to worry about it. If you are fine, you'd better think about where to go horse racing tomorrow."

"What? You mean I'm not qualified?" Lin Junting raised his head and looked at Ma Cehan with disdain, "I'm also from Bei'an, why can't I take care of Bei'an affairs?"

"Even if I'm racing horses and fighting cocks, it's better than you groveling in front of the Donghao people every day."

The prince frowned and said with displeasure in his voice: "Lin Junting! Be careful what you say and do!"

Lin Junting reluctantly closed his mouth, and stared at each other with the blushing Ma Cehan, neither of whom had any intention of giving in.

Having just greeted Gu Zhao and Chu Xianyu, Ma Cehan's wife and daughter looked at this scene and were also very embarrassed.

"National affairs are not yours to discuss." The prince criticized Lin Junting with a stern face, "Master Ma is an important minister of the country and has worked hard for the country. You were so rude just now, why don't you apologize to Master Ma?"

Lin Junting reluctantly raised his hands to the prince to express his acceptance of the criticism, but when he apologized to Ma Cehan, he slapped his neck and said with a sneer, "It's not that I was rude to Mr. Ma.