Chapter 29: Teasing (First Update, Seeking Recommendations!)

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  First update, recommended!

  I was so excited yesterday, I didn't expect everyone to be so supportive! The number of collections and recommendations has almost doubled!

  The work of a small official is day and night upside down, constantly changing shifts, so the biological clock is very confused, sleeping is always not enough, and as soon as I wake up, my head is dizzy.

  But two more is not the limit for small officials, if the cannon fire is a bit more intense, small officials can also add more! It's really possible!! The current recommendation is 1100 to 1400, add more! Collection is 1030 to 1500, add more!

  PS: Thank you for the generous rewards from 'Wuji Xian 1' and 'Qingren Wulei'.

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  They all turned red in the face and wished they could find a mouse hole to crawl into!

  Lian Wei gazed at the back of Wei Xiao, looking at the distant pavilion that seemed within arm's reach, her eyes turned red, her breathing grew heavier and heavier, and suddenly a loud shout burst out.

  "Wait!"

  The scholar who was leading the way in front of Wei Zuo was stunned, turned his head and looked at Lian Cong with some surprise, whose face had turned bright red and was extremely flustered.

  Lian Wei also instantly realized his own loss of composure, and forcibly suppressed the resentment in his heart. He lightly shook his fan and asked with a stiff face but a courteous smile: "I'd like to ask, Master Yin Kong or Miss Yi Yun, is there anyone else invited?"

  It was him that the others were referring to. However, this sentence still elicited a chorus of nods from the crowd, who cast grateful glances at Lian Bu before turning their burning gazes on Shi Zi.

  It would be a great honor for them no matter which one they were invited to! Fame and wealth are within easy reach!

  Nazhi looked at Lian Bao's extremely forced smile, then at the dozens of people staring at him with scorching eyes, and couldn't help but shrink his neck, swallow a mouthful of saliva, and turn to look at Wei Zhao beside him.

  Wei Zhao smiled and patted him on the shoulder, saying in a domineering tone: "Tell them that Master Yin Kong invites you to go together!"

  That's when Na Zi was suddenly choked, the attic is just a place for people to rest, how can it accommodate so many people. However, he was still very grateful to Wei Zhao, this one voice came out, and it was considered to have relieved him. He awkwardly turned his head and smiled apologetically at the crowd, clasped his fists together, and quickly turned around to continue walking, only his footsteps were a bit disordered, and unconsciously quickened by several degrees.

  The crowd behind listened to Wei Xiao's words with a full breath, their faces flushing red and white, burning hot.

  Lian Wei's anger burned even more fiercely as he gazed at the increasingly distant figure of Wei Zhao. His eyes flashed with a fierce glint, and his chest heaved violently. Suddenly, as if recalling something, his expression turned icy cold, and he gritted his teeth in hatred, saying: "Fine, I'll see just how talented you are! At the Buddhist conference, humph, I'll make sure you can never hold your head up again!"

  Wei Zao followed beside the leading soldier, watching him wipe away cold sweat from his forehead, and chuckled: "What's wrong, scared?"

  Nazhi withdrew his hand, smiled awkwardly and turned his head to say: "Let the young master of Wei laugh at me, this is my first time being stared at by so many people at the same time, so... hehe..."

  Wei Zhao nodded understandingly and smiled: "Haven't asked for your name yet, brother?"

  Nashi was taken aback, then hastily said with a somewhat flattered tone: "I am Han Yuan, courtesy name Xiaoyi. Hehe, it turns out we were both top scholars in the same year as Wei Gongzi." Someone who could be valued by both Master Yin Kong and Miss Yi Yun at the same time was naturally someone he had to carefully 'befriend'.

  Wei Zhao put away the pearl necklace in his hand and quietly handed it to Xiangxiang, who was behind him with a red face. He looked at Han Yuan and said, "Oh, Brother Han, do you know who Master Yin Kong wants to introduce to me?"

  Han Yuan's expression changed slightly, and he glanced around quietly before leaning in close and speaking in a low voice: "Yin Kong left his name card with Yiyun Miss, all of them are from the Ministry of Rites, Hanlin Academy...and it's said that there's even someone from the Grand Council..."

  Wei Zuo's eyebrows moved slightly, and he smiled and nodded his head, saying in a low voice: "Thank you, Brother Han. If there is any trouble, don't hesitate to come find me at the Wei residence. Whatever I can help with, I, Wei, will not delay."

  Han Yu's expression changed to joy, he had been thinking of getting close, and when Wei Xiao invited him, he hastily said: "I dare not, I dare not."

  Although they said they didn't dare, in reality the two of them had already reached a tacit understanding and were secretly colluding with each other.

  Fu Jiong's pale face turned bright red as he thought about how his teacher had remained calm and composed under the gaze of dozens of people, not changing color, and had silently enraged the group to the point where they were on the verge of vomiting blood. He couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration for him. At the same time, he felt ashamed of his own cowardice and made a secret decision as he gazed at Wei Zhao's back.

  Little Xiaohua Xiangxiang held Wei Zhao's Buddhist beads, her small white hands flipping the beads, her face serious, following behind Wei Zhao's footsteps, step by step. Before long, she couldn't help but let out a giggle, staring at Fu Yang with wide eyes, carefully putting the beads into his arms, pouting her mouth, with a hint of a strange smile.

  "Hmm hmm hmm, if young master asks, I'll say it's lost, then... hehe..."

  The Great Court of the Buddhist Conference was donated by the imperial court, with the northwest direction being the resting pavilion for high-ranking officials and nobles, the southwest being the great hall where monks recited sutras to transcend, the southeast being the courtyard where scholars gathered, and the northeast being the main gate. The central area is the venue of the Buddhist Conference, a towering marble platform, with steps all around, densely packed with chairs, majestic and magnificent, capable of holding nearly 10,000 people.

  Wei Xiao followed Han Yuan walking northwest, but he felt a bit strange in his heart. Qin Yun shouldn't have arrived long ago? Why didn't she come to find him? But soon he shook his head, Qin Yun was also a deep and cunning person, can't be measured by common sense.

  Wei Zhao walked along, thinking about what he had done today, and nodded to himself, thinking: 'It should be about right.'

  Han Yuan led Wei Xiao through several doors and pointed to one of the stone gates in a row not far away, saying in a low voice, "Brother Wei, we're here."

  Wei Zhao raised his eyes and saw a figure flashing by inside the stone gate, then turned to Han Yuan with a smile: "Thank you, Brother Han."

  Han Yuanbao smiled and sincerely said: "I wish Brother Wei a grand vision this time, soaring to the sky!"

  Wei Zhao nodded at him and said with a fist: "Thank you." After finishing speaking, he walked towards the stone gate.

  Xiangliang's little brain was full of curiosity, looking left and right. Fu Yang, on the other hand, had a calm and ordinary expression, following behind Wei Zhao, imitating his every move, even mimicking the way Wei Zhao walked with sore feet.

  Wei Zhuo had just walked to the door, when Yi Yun, dressed in a silver long gown with her hair down to her shoulders, was already standing at the door. She smiled softly and said, "Young Master Wei, we meet again."

  Fresh and elegant, simple yet dignified. This was Wei Xiao's first impression, different from Li Xianyun's mature and charming demeanor, Yiyin gave him a feeling of freshness, making people feel like they were in a mountain forest, carefree and at ease.

  A colored ribbon tied around her waist, outlining her slender willow waist, with a raised buttocks and plump chest, a delicate face like a flower jade, with a bright smile like rouge.

  Wei Xiao's eyes flashed with a hint of unusualness, and he smiled: "Yiyun Miss is even more beautiful than the last time we met."

  This was just an ordinary greeting, but Yiyun's face immediately turned bright red, her beautiful eyes somewhat shy and annoyed, seeing him being serious, yet not daring to open his mouth to scold, furrowing his elegant eyebrows in hesitation.

  "Ah, Yiyun, I just so happen to have something to say to you. Let's go inside and talk." Fu Yang took a step forward, speaking as he made eye contact with her, and the two of them walked in together in perfect sync.

  Yi Yun quietly let out a breath of relief, her face flushing as she followed Fu Yang inside.

  Wei Zhao's eyes blinked, and he turned his head to look at Xiang Qiang with some confusion. The little girl, however, raised her white neck, pouted her small mouth, rolled up her eyes, and shook her head from side to side as if she was carefully examining the room.

  Wei Zhao patted his forehead, sighed, and unintentionally teased the girl again. However, he was soon surprised to see that Fu Yang, who was usually shy and timid, was so familiar with Jinling's number one beauty, Yi Yun, that she directly walked into the inner room with him?

  Boudoir!