Chen Qing Xu was stunned for a moment and looked up at Chang Geng quickly. If nobody said anything, it would be all right. But since the Man envoy already said so, Chang Geng could not refuse. There was a dilemma in the middle of this: the Man was not only the enemy of Great Liang, but also the family of Yan Wang's mother. He certainly could not intentionally approach them, but it was not appropriate to intentionally avoid them either.

The envoy already named him, but the key to going or not was to assess Li Feng's attitude, that was the direction to avoid offending.

Chang Geng grabbed a purse from his body, stuffed something into the servant's hands and asked, "Excuse me, what did my brother say?"

The servant measured Yan Wang's generosity and laughed so much that his face blushed, saying incoherently, "I dare not... Yan Wang is taking years from my life, and this... it's a shame to receive it..."

As he said he was ashamed, he put the money away happily and said to Chang Geng, "What kind of person is our Yan Wang, there's no need for you to respect that barbarian bunch. The Emperor said that if you want to go to avoid boredom, you can come to the palace to pay New Year's greeting to him, sit around for a bit and go back, no need to interact with those people. It's the new year, the Emperor would feel more reassured seeing you."

Chang Geng understood, "Let me take a rest and change my clothes, then I will go with you to the palace."

The servant happily answered, "I will prepare you a carriage."

Chang Geng smiled and watched him leave. As soon as he turned and entered the room, his smile immediately turned cold.

Chen Qing Xu followed after him: "What can I do for you?"

Chang Geng shook his head: "This year's banquet is very strict, Zi Xi is there, the people coming in and out have to go through several inspections. For the Barbarians, except the Third Prince and the envoys, all the servants have been locked up in the post station. Even if the Barbarian Third Prince has Ziliujin flowing under his skin, there is no guarantee that he can explode into anything worthwhile - I only need to borrow a room to tidy up my attire."

Chen Qing Xu didn't understand these matters, she did not say much and asked the medicine disciple to lead the way.

Chang Geng went to the door with his arms crossed, his footsteps then halted, and he turned around again. "Miss Chen, do you have a silver dagger?"

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Wang Guo was sitting among the civil ministers, listening to a group of sharp-tongued civil officials vent their hatred for the country and families, using mocking words to oppress the Man envoy.