Prosperous advisors

Chapter 103 An Enemy’s Enemy Is A Friend (2)
Zhao Ziyu is only 25 years old this year, he is still too young for a military general with outstanding achievements.He was wearing a black cloud-patterned shirt, with a cold and serious look on his handsome face. Coupled with the black color that seemed to be stained with blood, he looked like a sword that had just been unsheathed.At this moment, Zhao Ziyu frowned and looked at the three girls in front of him, impatience written all over his stern face.

When Feng Zhishui walked over, the fifth princess was staring at Zhao Ziyu arrogantly, with displeasure on her face.Princess Yongjia and Princess Huaiyang who were following her were not displeased at all, Princess Yongjia's gorgeous face even had a bit of leisurely look at the show.

Staring at the man in front of her, Princess Minghui felt that the anger in her heart had nowhere to vent.This Zhao Ziyu has always had a zombie face that others owed him tens of thousands of taels and didn't pay back, and he didn't give anyone face.She discussed it carefully with him, even if she wanted to sell her face as a princess, would she die?

"Princess Minghui, otherwise let's just sit there." Princess Huaiyang glanced at Zhao Ziyu who had a cold face, and whispered in Princess Minghui's ear.Princess Minghui had already lost her mind at this time, if she left like this, wouldn't it make others think that she, Murong Minghui, was afraid of Zhao Ziyu?
"My princess won't leave! This princess will sit here!" Princess Minghui raised her chin and said loudly.

Zhao Ziyu put down the teacup in his hand, and said calmly: "Since the princess likes it, I'll wait by the side. If this king leaves, no one will take this position with you." Princess Minghui couldn't help but choke, "When are you leaving?"

Zhao Ziyu looked at the sky outside the window, "It's evening."

It's only past noon now, and it will be at least two hours until evening.Princess Minghui's pretty face turned blue immediately.Although many spectators at the side felt that Zhao Ziyu was too petty to compete with a girl's family.But without the corresponding ability and status, few people are willing to offend Zhao Ziyu, even for the princess.It is true that a hero saves the beauty, but if the princess can meet again in person to earn the position of son-in-law, it will be a good story.But if you get ahead but don't get the slightest benefit, and instead offend the Princess Anxi, who is bound to take revenge, then not everyone can accept it.At this point, the people in the capital are surprisingly sober.

"Grassman Feng Zhishui has met the county king, princess." Seeing the situation in front of him becoming more and more tense, Feng Zhishui sighed and had to go forward.Princess Minghui, who was about to get angry, froze for a moment, turned her head and glanced at Feng Zhishui, and said proudly, "Who are you?"

The corners of Feng Zhishui's mouth twitched involuntarily. Didn't Princess Minghui know that she came to Qing'an Pavilion to block Mr. Wei? Didn't she investigate a little bit?Although he, Feng Zhishui, was not a famous figure in the capital, he wouldn't be oblivious to everyone, right?

"Caomin is really the shopkeeper of Qing'an Pavilion, I don't know...what is the princess dissatisfied with our shop?" Feng Zhishui asked respectfully.Princess Minghui raised her hand and pointed at Zhao Ziyu, "You ask him to give up his seat to me immediately!"

Feng Zhishui looked at Zhao Ziyu, who was drinking tea with his head down, touched his nose and said in a bit of embarrassment: "This... princess, as the saying goes, first come first, the king of the county booked here first, why don't the princess look at other places? There are several locations with very good views, and in addition, there are several wing rooms in the small store, which can also enjoy the view, although it is not as lively as the lobby, but it also has a quiet charm, which is just like the noble status of the princess."

Qing'an Pavilion is most famous for refreshments and scenery. The princess came here to enjoy the scenery and drink tea.Of course, if Princess Minghui dared to say in front of the public that she came to see Mr. Wei, Feng Zhishui would have no choice but to bow down.

"I don't care, I want this position!" Princess Minghui gritted her teeth with a pale face.This is not only related to whether she can get close to her sweetheart, but also related to the face and dignity of her princess.In fact, Princess Minghui already regretted letting Zhao Ziyu give up her seat, but before she spoke, she never thought that Zhao Ziyu would be so shameless.Now she is already on the verge of riding a tiger.

Feng Zhishui looked at Zhao Ziyu helplessly, hoping that the county prince could speak more easily.

Zhao Ziyu naturally noticed Feng Zhishui's attentive gaze. Zhao Ziyu was also a frequent visitor to Qing'an Pavilion when he was not stationed at the border in the early years, so the shopkeeper naturally wanted to give him face.But before he could speak, a gentle and smiling male voice came from the stairs, "If Brother Zhao doesn't dislike you, why don't you sit with me?"

Everyone turned their gazes to the stairs in unison. They were too focused on the confrontation between the princess and the county king just now, and no one noticed that someone came up.The man who strolled up the street looked about twenty-seven, wearing a purple brocade robe embroidered with silver eagles, and covered with a layer of purple tulle.He held an ordinary-looking folding fan in his hand.But Mu Qingyi could tell that the fan bones of the folding fan were not ordinary bamboo, wood and ivory. The whole body was dark but with a faint luster, and it was very likely to be some unknown mineral.It doesn't look like an arty thing to more like a dangerous weapon.Mu Qingyi couldn't help thinking of what Tai Shiheng had talked to her about, Mr. Wei's martial arts were unfathomable.

Being watched all the time, Mr. Wei naturally would not be indifferent.Looking sideways, he saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old handsome boy in white clothes sitting in the corner. Seeing that the boy just showed a slightly embarrassed smile to him, he lowered his head to drink tea.Mr. Wei couldn't help but smiled lightly, and turned his gaze back to the window.

Zhao Ziyu also looked at the man who came up the stairs, suddenly smiled lightly, nodded and said: "So it's Mr. Wei, nice to meet you."

"Brother Zhao, you're being polite. I'm Wei Wuji. Please." Mr. Wei said with a smile.

"Please." Facing Mr. Wei who is gentle and elegant but still free and easy, even a person like Zhao Ziyu can't help but look pleasant.Zhao Ziyu got up and followed Wei Wuji to the side behind the screen.Feng Zhishui heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and smiled at Princess Minghui, "Princess, please."

Princess Minghui stared blankly at the man behind the screen who seemed to be talking to Zhao Ziyu, her face pale and colorless.From the beginning to the end... Mr. Wei didn't even look at her.

Mr. Wei, named Wuji.The world's richest man suddenly rose ten years ago to be as rich as an enemy.Even the royal families of the Three Kingdoms are treated like honored guests.It has the same name as Lord Xinling in ancient times, and no one knows its history.

Even Wei Wuji came, so it can be seen that Huahuang's birthday this time can be said to be congratulated from all directions.This capital city...is getting more and more lively.Mu Qingyi got up and went downstairs leisurely, thinking secretly in her heart.

Apart from Qing'an Pavilion, Wuxin followed immediately.While walking, Mu Qingyi asked casually: "Young Master Wei, what do you think?" Wuxin couldn't help being stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect Mu Qingyi to ask him this question.Although Mu Qingyi accepted him as Rong Jin's personal bodyguard, but Wuxin knew it well, and Mu Qingyi didn't trust him at all.All he could know was what she wanted him to know, but they were far from trusting each other enough to chat casually.

(End of this chapter)