Qiandai smiled and shook her head, "Although I can get some news in Fenglinyuan, I really haven't received any news about any important figures appearing in Kyoto."
"Then how did you know?"
Qi Jingyi couldn't help but wonder.
Qian Dai glanced at Qi Jingyi with a smile, stretched out her hand and pointed down the window.
Qi Jingyi didn't understand it at first, but she took a closer look and noticed the clues after a while.
She couldn't help but admire Qian Dai's insight and glanced at the three of them with conviction, "I am convinced that I have lost."
He looked at Zhou Mengxian and said, "Sister Xian, my grandfather got a few more messes in the past few days.
I will send them to you another day."
Zhou Mengxian raised her eyebrows, "Thank you very much, Sister Yi."
Qi Jingyi smiled and scolded her, and a few people started making trouble again.
Qian Dai was a little funny, but still a little confused, "Sister Yi, you haven't said who the big shot is going to be.
Also, this big shot has nothing to do with Ling'er."
What does it matter if you come?”
Qi Jingyi came back to her senses, put away her joking look, picked up the tea in front of her, cleared her throat and said, "Actually, this man is quite famous.
My sister must have heard of his name.
He is the same name as the eldest prince and is the second in the capital.
The son of Jie’s Northern King, Li Yu.”
"Li Yu" Qian Dai was surprised.
It was not that she had never heard of his name before, but she was so surprised just because she had heard it.
Regarding his affairs, I once heard Ling'er say when he was in the palace that he and his eldest brother participated in the imperial examination under a pseudonym, which caused a sensation.
Top of the list.
Among them, the number one winner was naturally Murong Yichen, while Li Yu came in second place.
At that time, when the results were released, the scene of two people riding horses and parading through the streets is still vivid in people's minds to this day.
Two young men, one shining like the scorching sun, the other shining like the moon in the clouds, wearing the same white clothes, whipping their horses and whipping, He is romantic and carefree, riding a horse and leaning on the red bridge, with red sleeves all over the house.
He has been mentioned as a good story in Kyoto for several times.
Later, Murong Yichen's whereabouts suddenly disappeared, and Li Yu also returned to the Northern King's fiefdom to take over various matters on the fiefdom.
The two rarely appeared in front of people, and then they gradually faded out of people's sight, but despite this, they still cannot be erased.
The lasting impression they leave on the crowd.
"Isn't he in his own fief?"
Qian Dai was a little confused.
Although Li Yu has not yet been crowned king, he is now in charge of a fief and is equivalent to a vassal king.
Generally speaking, a vassal king cannot return privately without being summoned by the emperor.
Jing, could it be that his father recruited him back?
Zhou Mengxian looked out the window and saw that many people had gradually gathered on the street outside the restaurant.
They were all looking in the direction of the city gate.
She slowly looked back and said, "The Emperor's birthday banquet will be in two months.
Mr.
Li.
Naturally, I came to Beijing to attend the emperor's birthday banquet.
"Li Yu's identity as Young Master Pianpian has always been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, so everyone in Kyoto respectfully calls him Young Master Li.
Over time, everyone almost forgot that he was still the Crown Prince of the North.
Zhou Mengxian paused, "I heard from my father that Mr.
Li was said to have been preparing to return to Kyoto for a long time, but I don't know why he insisted on delaying his arrival for a month."
"Maybe something delayed it."
Lin Yitong said.
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Qi Jingyi nodded in agreement.
Qian Dai did not comment on what they said and looked out the window.
She was very curious about what the person who was as famous as her eldest brother looked like.
"Isn't Ling'er going to take him to Beijing?"
Qian Dai thought for a while and asked.
Zhou Mengxian nodded, "Dai'er guessed right, that's more or less the case, but to be precise, Ling'er's father and her brother were going to pick up Mr.
Li, and she just went along to join in the fun."
"So that's it."
Qian Dai laughed.
With Qin Ling's restless temper, this was indeed like her style.
A few people were chatting and laughing, drinking tea and sitting and waiting.
Not long after, I heard the sound of horse hooves approaching from far away on the street.
Qi Jingyi was a little excited, "It's coming, it's coming."
Zhou Mengxian smiled and joked: "I heard it all, sister Qi, don't be so excited."
Qi Jingyi coughed sheepishly, "Isn't this a reminder to you?"
The other three were a little amused, but no one made fun of her anymore.
They looked at her teasingly and then looked out the window.
The group of people soon came closer from a distance.
The leader riding a tall horse was a burly middle-aged man with a pair of sharp eyes that were not angry but powerful.
His calm face had a steady and gentle expression. , but it cannot conceal the unique sense of grinding in his body that is a soldier.
With those familiar facial features, Qian Dai guessed his identity immediately.
He must be General Huwei of Dachu, Qin Shizhong, the father of Qin Ling and Qin Feng.
Immediately behind them were two men with different looks, one in flamboyant red and one in flowing white, walking side by side.
The red dress is extremely flamboyant, and the charming eyebrows are undeniably domineering.
It is Qin Feng who is known as the Little Bully of Kyoto.
Next to him, a gentle man in flowing white clothes, fresh and elegant, elegant and profound, but still could not hide his charming charm.
His gentle and jade-like face was indescribably soft, compared to Qin Feng His flamboyance, his standing in the crowd, but still unable to cover up, deeply attracts people's attention.
Qian Dai sighed, some people are destined to be the proud ones of heaven, and even the sun and moon cannot hide their splendor.
With this elegance that shines from his bones, it is no wonder that he can be as famous as Murong Yichen, who is known as the high sun in the clouds.
Different from Qin Feng's arrogance and domineering, this kind of flirtatiousness is the real romance.
Everyone in Kyoto who lined the streets to welcome him rushed to witness his independent demeanor.
They had to admit that compared to the immature and frivolous appearance five years ago, it was obvious that Li Yu today was more calm and more unrestrained.
His handsome face, as bright as a peach blossom in March, and his slightly raised corners of his mouth carry a charming warmth that makes people's hearts flutter.
The girls on both sides can't help but feel excited, and their red faces fly up.
One after another, the clouds are blooming, eyes are wandering, and the spring water overflows into the heart, vying to fold flowers and send them to each other.
The fluttering flowers float down from all directions, vying to fly towards the handsome and charming man.
In the face of everyone's enthusiasm, Li Yu always wore a faint smile.
The horse walked forward leisurely.
Flowers rained down from the sky, but they fell heavily at a distance from him.
There was never a single flower.
Flowers, or petals, fell on him.
Falling flowers are intentional, flowing water is ruthless.
Qiandai sighed and looked away, drinking her tea quietly.
Qi Jingyi, who was watching with great interest, suddenly turned her head inadvertently and saw Qian Dai's careless look.
He looked out the window and said, "Diel, what's wrong with you?"
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Qian Dai chuckled and shook her head, "It's nothing." s: Big Brother’s crisis is coming, haha.
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