Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 434 Discussion
After Zhao Guang finished speaking, Li Ji was startled and then looked at him silently without saying a word.

Under those silent but penetrating black eyes, Zhao Guang suddenly felt a heavy pressure on his shoulders, but he squinted his eyes and looked at the man in front of him smiling harmlessly.

"What? It was the second brother who said that Qianqin might not necessarily lose this time, then the second brother..." Zhao Guang looked at Li Ji and stretched his voice, "You don't want to witness that scene with your own eyes..."

But in the middle of speaking, Zhao Guang looked at Li Ji's expression and quickly changed his words, "Second brother, you don't want to witness your guess, right?"

Hearing this, Li Ji took a deep breath, and the blackness in his eyes faded a little.

Looking at him like this, Zhao Guang sighed in his heart.

He was half joking just now, what he wanted to ask Li Ji directly was actually, don't you want to watch that woman's sacrificial dance?But judging by Li Ji's current appearance, he knew that he still couldn't say such obvious words.

If he doesn't avenge that person, his second brother's time may be stuck in the past forever, in the short time that he can't remember clearly but will always be engraved in his heart.

But to avenge that person, the enemy he has to face is too mysterious, unpredictable, powerful and unknown, and the price Li Ji has to pay as a water magician is simply...

"Second brother, you..." Zhao Guang looked at Li Ji who was really about to dig the sword, and couldn't help but speak, but he couldn't say the next moment.

"You're right," Li Ji interrupted him, looking into Zhao Guang's eyes and said, "I will stay and watch the third round of the crowd battle before leaving."

"Second brother..." Zhao Guang was startled when he heard the words, and almost forgot what he wanted to say just now.Although it was he who said it, he never expected that his second brother, who was more stubborn than a stone once he had decided on something, would actually change his mind.

Li Ji looked at his younger brother in front of him, "I know what you want to say, you hope I can be more calm."

Be open to what's on your mind.

Since he already has that plan, everything in this world is precious to him.

He should be more calm.

"You're right," Li Ji looked up at the distant morning light, "I'm really curious."

"Curious about Qianqin..." Li Ji paused and then said softly, "Curious about how she would choose."

He wants to see, wants to know.

In such a desperate and unfavorable situation.

"What kind of sacrificial dance will she choose?"

……

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Southern Chu Ye's mansion, Ye Mansion.

Sitting under the eaves of Ying Xun's courtyard, Ying Baoyue suddenly sneezed.

"Your Highness, what's the matter with you?" Lady Yao who came with her was startled and asked, "Is it because of some physical discomfort?"

"It's nothing, Aunt Yao." Ying Baoyue rubbed her nose and looked at the nervous female officer beside her.

She has been in Southern Chu for so long, she is busy with cultivation and overcoming difficulties, but she seldom spends time alone with this female official she brought out from the former Qin Afang Palace.

Because this time it involves making sacrificial clothes, female official Yao, who is proficient in the etiquette of the former Qin court and the figure and clothing of the princess Ying Baoyue, can help a lot. Ying Baoyue did not bring the school captain, but only brought She and Gui Chen came down in the carriage arranged by Ji Qingyuan.

"I'm really fine." Looking at the female officer who was worried about whether she was sick, she smiled and said, "Maybe I don't know who is talking about me."

"Discussion?" Ms. Yao opened her eyes wide, "Who could it be..."

But at the next moment, her question suddenly stopped, she lowered her head and muttered, "There are indeed a lot of people talking about His Highness in the city..."

Even she, who spent most of her time in the Nanchu National Teacher's Mansion, could only hear the chatter of maids and wives.

"Look at your reaction," Ying Baoyue looked at her and smiled, "It seems that not all the good things you say about me are good."

"No, that's..." Ms. Yao's shoulders trembled when she heard the words, and she suddenly raised her head to defend herself and was about to blurt out words of comfort, but the next moment she saw the transparent eyes of the girl in front of her, she was speechless.

Simply because it is true.

Those rumors were indeed mixed, and the words that Ye Jingshu's maid learned every day were even more ugly.What made her even more sad was that before their carriage was walking on the street, the voices of people who recognized the carriage of the National Teacher's Mansion came in, but it only showed the truth of the rumors among the people of the National Teacher's Mansion.

"It's that woman who overestimates her ability to make a splash..."

"Women still want to participate in the primary ceremony..."

"What is the top spot on the list? It's a good thing I didn't go to watch the polo match. What's so interesting about even that woman taking the top spot!"

Rumors leaked in from the window of the carriage, like the servants of the National Teacher's Mansion who watched Qing'an Yuan whispering every day in the corner.

Whether inside or outside the

That's what people outside are talking about this woman.

"But I went to see it... In all fairness, that woman is really good at playing polo..."

Occasionally, there were a few different voices, but they were finally drowned in those strange voices.

Officer Yao clenched her clothes on her chest, and looked at Ying Baoyue beside her. .

However, the girl sitting in the carriage at that time was as calm as she was at this time.

"I'm not talking about the argument you mentioned," Ying Baoyue looked at the female officer beside her and smiled, "But I know what those people you mentioned will say about me."

She has experienced too much in her past and present lives.

"Your Highness, you..." Officer Yao clenched her lips, hating herself for being stupid and unable to explain this woman, but at this moment the woman in front of her smiled and said softly, "But what I listen to is different from you, what I listen to is Those different voices."

Miss Yao was taken aback.

"Do you know? Three days ago, few people would argue for me," Ying Baoyue said with a smile.

From no one at the beginning, to a few people in Jixia Academy, to the different voices after the Jixia Banquet, to now.

"Aunt Yao, I say now that you may not believe it," Ying Baoyue reached out and touched Miss Yao's shoulder, smiled and said softly, "This world will change."

This world will change.

Officer Yao stared at the girl beside her in a daze when she heard the words. It was a bit strange for her to do this gesture at her current age, but it made people feel an unknown sense of peace in their hearts.

Officer Yao suddenly felt a palpitation in her heart. For some reason, she felt that this movement was somewhat familiar with this kind of peace of mind.

"Your Highness..." She was about to speak, but suddenly Ying Xun was arguing with an old voice from inside the room.

The next moment, the door opened, and a white-haired tailor came out with Ying Xun shaking his head.

"My lord, I don't want to do it if it's not a little old man," the old tailor said to Ying Xun helplessly while shaking his head as he walked, "It's true that there were no women on the altar to worship the heavens in the past ten years in the Qin Dynasty, and the related bamboo slips have already been burned. That's right, the style of this woman's sacrificial attire is really impossible for this little old man!"

"Besides, even though the villain is a servant, I know that it is disrespectful to ask a woman to sacrifice to heaven, so I have to say something..."

The old tailor dragged Ying Xun and talked, and Ying Xun frowned more and more, trying not to attack.

Ying Baoyue and Ms. Yao both looked over when they heard the sound, but the old tailor pretended to be too blind to see, and glanced at Ying Baoyue, with a hint of contempt in the corner of his mouth as he continued to speak.

Ying Xun's complexion became more and more ugly, but this was a former imperial craftsman brought by the former Qin survivor. This person relied on the old to sell the old, but what he said was true. It is true that women have not been qualified to sacrifice to heaven for nearly ten years, and he couldn't refute it for a while.

"But when grandfather was around, there was a woman..." Ying Xun gritted his teeth and had to mention the two, but the old man in front of him became more and more excited when he heard about it.

"Back then when your grandfather asked women to go on stage to worship the heavens, hundreds of officials were dismissed from the court. Although it is a trivial matter for you today, the little old man is the most experienced tailor in the former Qin Dynasty. Even the young old man can't do it, and he will never do it." No other tailor can do..."

However, at this moment, a calm female voice interrupted his words.

"Really? You don't know the style of women's sacrificial clothing?"

The old tailor who was eloquently stared at the woman sitting under the eaves.

"It's okay," Ying Baoyue looked at him and smiled slightly, "I know."

(End of this chapter)