The female supporting role turns over: the prince regent's favorite

Chapter 259

Lin Qingqian was taken aback for a moment, then lowered her head subconsciously.

I am suspicious in my heart.

Just now, if she read correctly, there was a faint smile in Murong Jing's gaze.

Is this smile aimed at her?Or is it a coincidence?

Lin Qingqian raised her head again to confirm that Murong Jing had already withdrawn her gaze, and walked straight forward without even glancing at her.

She thought: It should be a coincidence.

Murong Jing walked in front of the emperor, stopped, bent slightly, bowed his hands and saluted, and said, "Murong Jing, Prince of Western Chu, has met His Majesty the Emperor of Beiming."

With a smile on his face, the emperor made a gesture without losing his air, and said, "Prince Murong, you don't need to be polite, please hurry up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Emperor."

Murong Jing stood up straight, and the emperor said: "Prince Murong has come from a long distance, and the journey has been tiring, it's been hard work."

"Western Chu and Beiming are allies who have been friendly for a century. Gu and his envoys are here to strengthen the friendly relationship between the two countries and promote friendly exchanges between the two countries. It is hard work."

The emperor laughed heartily when he heard the words, and said, "That's right! Prince Murong said it well. Bei Ming and Xi Chu have been allies for a hundred years. The two countries coexist peacefully. This is the blessing of the people of the two countries!"

Murong Jing nodded slightly, and said: "Gu came here this time and brought some of the best things from the Western Chu Kingdom to present to His Majesty the Emperor. I hope His Majesty will not dislike you."

The emperor raised his eyebrows, looking quite interested.

"Oh? The things brought by Prince Rongjing must be extraordinary. I can't wait to open my eyes."

Murong Jing turned his head sideways, and gave Gao Qixuan a look, Gao Qixuan clapped his hands, and several eunuchs outside the hall lifted the things.

Murong Jing walked up to a hanging golden soft armor, and said in a clear and clear voice, "This soft armor is made of precious silkworm silk, invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, and is specially presented to His Majesty the Emperor."

The ministers sitting on the seats were in an uproar.

"I've only heard about silk this day, but I never thought about it. Does such a thing really exist? This piece of soft armor made of silk is a treasure!"

"Yeah... I never thought that I could see such treasures with my own eyes today."

There was also a lot of discussion, "This is just a rumor... Who knows if a piece of clothing can really be invulnerable to guns and guns, water and fire."

When Lin Qingqian heard this, she agreed with it very much in her heart. Could a thin soft armor really be invulnerable?Although aware of the existence of modern body armor, after all, this soft armor looks very different from it.

There was a hint of hesitation on the emperor's solemn face, Qin Zihao saw through his thoughts, and stood up first and said: "Prince Rongjing, it's rare to see a soft silk armor today, and everyone here is curious whether the rumors are true. Silk soft armor is really invulnerable, can you let everyone see it?"

Murong Jing said: "Prince Hao, please feel free to send someone to experiment."

Qin Zihao nodded slightly, and looked up at the emperor, "Father, why don't you let President Jiang of the Imperial Forest Army lead it for a try, as we all know that he is a master of martial arts, if he can't damage this soft silk armor with a single sword, then The rumor must be true!"

This remark was exactly what the emperor wanted, and he said, "Okay, just like what Zihao said, come here, tell President Jiang to lead him into the palace."

Li Quan beside him gave a chirp and called Jiang Yunting into the hall in a shrill voice.

Seeing the emperor looking at Qin Zihao with an admiring expression, Qin Ziyan gave a cold snort of disdain, and thought to himself: I really know how to flatter my father.

At the same time, Qin Ziyan thought in his heart that he must perform well in front of his father, and not let himself fall behind Qin Zihao!

After Jiang Yunting entered the palace to salute, he learned of the emperor's intention to let him in, without any hesitation, he drew out his sword with a cold light, gripped the hilt tightly, and slashed vigorously at the hanging silk vest.

Immediately, there was the sound of the sword's edge colliding with the sky silk, which was ear-piercing.

After cutting the sword, everyone in the hall was shocked.

This silk armor was unscathed, but Jiang Yunting's black iron sword was missing a piece of the blade.

Murong Jing smiled and said: "I'm sorry, I caused this commander to destroy a good sword."

Jiang Yunting's complexion was not very good. He had used the sword in his hand for many years, but now it was destroyed by a piece of soft armor, but he didn't dare to show anything, and said: "Don't dare, because of this, it proves that this piece of silk The soft armor really lives up to its reputation."

The emperor sitting here gave a hearty smile, "President Jiang's words are good. I like this silk soft armor very much. Thank you, Prince Murong, for the gift!"

"It is an honor for His Majesty the Emperor to be able to see it."

Murong Jing continued to look down at other things, opened a box, and inside was the eight-treasure glazed cup, which was also one of the rare treasures, followed by the Millennium Night Pearl and so on.

Every item that Murong Jing brought could be said to be a rare treasure, which opened the eyes of the people present, and the emperor kept smiling from ear to ear, obviously liking it very much.

But this is not surprising, after all, Western Chu is rich and famous for its agriculture and textile industry, while Beiming is more famous for its iron industry, forging weapons and so on.

Finally, Murong Jing clapped his hands, and several women with outstanding appearance and graceful figure entered the hall, each of them was full of charm, dressed in light gauze, graceful and charming, with a winking smile, enough to make people's hearts flutter.

"This is the best dancer in Western Chu. Gu specially dedicated it to His Majesty the Emperor. Please let them perform a dance for everyone."

The emperor narrowed his eyes, and said with a smile: "Prince Murong's intentions, how can I live up to it, I have heard about the wonderful singing and dancing of Xichu, and today I can finally witness it with my own eyes!"

As soon as the words fell, Murong Jing and others took their seats, and several dancers began to perform dances. The emperor was obviously pleased with Longyan, while the empress and concubine Shu beside him looked a little ugly.

Su Yingxue pulled Lin Qingqian's sleeve quietly, and said in a low voice, "Qingqian, isn't this Murong Jing the prince of Xichu? Why is he dressed in white, so plain? Isn't everyone in the royal family supposed to be well-clothed and well-fed?" ?"

Out of the corner of Lin Qingqian's eyes, he glanced at Murong Jing who was sitting in front of the desk.

This white dress, judging from the fabric, must be unusual, and the sleeves and hem are exquisitely embroidered, luxurious and low-key, appearing extraordinary, cool and noble.

This attire looked inconspicuous, but it was definitely no worse than the brocade clothes worn by the royal disciples present.

Lin Qingqian couldn't help muttering to herself, "Who knows, maybe it's to pretend to be X..."

Su Yingxue blinked in confusion, "Qingqian, what did you just say? What do you mean by pretending to be X?"

Lin Qingqian didn't expect to say what was in her heart, she said with a dry laugh: "It's not interesting... I was just talking nonsense just now, this Prince Murong is dressed plainly, maybe it's because..."

The dark eyeballs rolled around, and he blurted out: "He is a good man who is diligent and thrifty and manages the house."

Su Yingxue almost couldn't help laughing out loud, but luckily she was in the palace, otherwise she would laugh backwards and forwards.

I am afraid that in this world, apart from Lin Qingqian, no one would describe the majestic Prince of Western Chu as diligent and thrifty.

Although Murong Jing, who was sitting on the seat in front of him, did not turn his head, he listened to the words exactly, rubbed his fingertips on the wine glass, and smiled silently.

The music stopped, and several dancers stopped their graceful dancing postures. The emperor was the first to clap and applaud, and exclaimed: "Good! Xichu's singing and dancing really lives up to its reputation!"

The ministers followed suit and said: "Yes, this dance is only because it exists in the sky, how can there be so many times in the world!"

"Not bad……"

(End of this chapter)