Vote for Pinky!

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  The place where Gongzi of Queling sat was on the left side, first seat, which is the most honorable position. On the same left side, there were also two other princes.

  These two young masters look similar to Jingling, with a difference of two points. Their five senses are not bad, but their faces are pale, slightly puffy, and their eyes lack spirit.

  In short, every place is slightly different, so people who are obviously similar are like heaven and earth apart. Those two young masters can barely be described as handsome.

  Sitting opposite the young masters were six men from Qin. The Qin people looked coarser in their attire, with wider sleeves and rougher fabrics that didn't seem refined enough. Their faces were darker, with high-bridged noses that gave off a strong, rugged impression.

  The man sitting opposite him in Jiling was a Qin person, about the same age as him, around 21 or 22 years old. He had a somewhat round face, with a pair of apricot-like eyes that were round and rolling, and on the left side of his round face there was a wine stain. Without speaking, he already showed three points of warmth, and when speaking, he was extremely warm and friendly.

  The Qin people lazily raised the wine ladle in their hands, shook it at the laughing Prince of Jingling, and laughed loudly: "This time I came to Jin, I have a great harvest, I can get such a beautiful woman like Mei Ji, I am so happy! He said this, squeezed his eyebrows and eyes, and sighed with pretended emotion, "What a pity for Qi Taizi Rui, such a beauty was imprisoned because of him, he didn't care about her at all, and took a young boy back to his country. What a pity, what a pity!"

  He said this, leaning forward with a smile, and asked the laughing and drinking Jiling Gongzi: "I heard that this young man is a person in your mansion? Indeed, he has an extraordinary appearance. Such a good-looking person, how can you let him be a miscellaneous servant? Look at him, isn't he eager to throw himself into the arms of the Qi Taizi? What a pity, what a pity, what a pity!"

  He sighed in regret, his tone subtly mocking. It was clear that this Prince Qin thought it unwise for the Prince of Jingling to let things run their course instead of personally offering favors to both the Crown Prince of Qi and the young boy himself.

  Weiduo, who was sitting behind the Duke of Jingling, had already listened to it with wide eyes and a racing heart. She thought anxiously: Miscellaneous servant? The most outstanding appearance? Boy? Heaven, won't it be Su? He actually recommended himself to Prince Qi? How could he do this? He went all out to show off in front of the Duke of Jingling, wasn't it just to get rid of his fate as a boy? Why did he want to do this?

  She thought more and felt that the person in Qin Gongzi's mouth was Su, only Su met these conditions! It could only be him! Wei Luo felt suffocated in her chest, it was really unbearable.

  Why did he want to do this?

  Her mind was in a whirlwind, and for a moment she felt confused and disoriented. Faintly, she sensed that doing so might make her stronger faster. But, but, alas.

  At this time, Jingling Gongzi's low and powerful laughter came, "Just a humble person, not worth paying attention to."

  He said this, and lazily leaned back against the couch. At this time, a young noble sitting to his left turned his head to look at Jingling. He let out a cold snort towards the eldest son of the Marquis of Jingling, and discontentedly said: "Eighth brother, last night I knew you wanted to kill He and Jiang Hou, so fourth brother hastily rushed over to plead for mercy, but when this noble opened his mouth, that father of yours pretended not to hear! Fourth brother is truly capable, not only do the 100,000 armored soldiers under him unite as one, even the ministers of the Marquis are also trying their best to curry favor with him, truly capable!"

  The tone of these four gentlemen was not good, and their words were sarcastic. When they spoke, their faces twitched, and their pale thin lips also trembled continuously, appearing a bit neurotic.

  The Fourth Master said this, and without waiting for the response of the Duke of Jingling, he turned his eyes to the Qin envoys and snorted: "However, Eighth Brother should be careful, as He Ji is the most beloved daughter of Marquis He, and her family's influence is great. If Eighth Brother kills He Jiang, a mere child, there may be endless troubles later."

  His tone was more like he was speaking to the several Qin envoys sitting across from him than to Jingling Gongzi.

  Several Qin envoys exchanged glances, then turned their heads to look at the round-faced wine vortex sitting in the middle. The Qin young master smiled and raised an eyebrow, saying: "To kill a small child for He and Jiang? Dare to ask where is that child? Is it a peerless beauty?"

  The Fourth Master burst out laughing as soon as he heard the four words "peerless beauty". He stroked his forehead and said, "Beauty? Black like charcoal, small and thin, just like a gray old mouse. I see, I've heard someone call this child 'Charcoal Head'."

  He said this, turned his eyes to Jingling Gongzi, and asked Jingling Gongzi who was still smiling faintly and tasting the wine: "Where is Tán Tóu Xiǎo ér? Why doesn't Eighth Brother call him out for our guest to see?"

  Wei Luo had been listening with her head down, she had known it all along, from last night's performance to save herself, from then on she was the nail that came out of the broken bag, even if she wanted to pretend to be an ordinary piece of iron, it was impossible.

  It seems that Jingling Gongzi had expected this would happen and had her brought over early.

  Jingling Gongzi met the gaze of the Fourth Gongzi with a slight smile, and his right hand casually waved back, lazily calling out: "Wei Luo?"

  "Yes."

  "Let me show you gentlemen something."

  "Agreed."

  Wei Luo stood up at the sound, lowered her head, and walked out amidst the stunned gazes of the young masters. She came to the middle of the two rows of seats, bowed deeply to both sides, and with downcast eyes, said loudly: "I am Wei Luo, also the little charcoal seller whom the young master rescued last night."

  Several young masters widened their eyes and looked her up and down, left and right.

  After a while, the round-faced Qin Gongzi was the first to react. He looked at Jingling Gongzi and chuckled: "I've heard that you, sir, have always valued talent since your time in Qin. Indeed, anyone with talent is not limited by their background. But what about this child?"

  Jingling Gongzi glanced at Wei Luo and asked: "Wei Luo, what can you do?"

  What can I do?

  Wei Luo became worried.

  She glanced at the crowd of young masters in the field, the fourth master was staring tightly at her, with a bad face, sizing her up from head to toe, and Qin Gongzi was also scrutinizing her, with a hint of curiosity in his expression.

  Wei Luo merely thought for a moment before responding loudly with her hands clasped together, "I am incompetent."

  Incapable?

  She actually said she was incompetent!

  For a moment, all the young masters were stunned, even those who had not responded to her looked at her, and the Prince of Jingling also slightly raised his head.

  Wei Luo opened her eyes wide and said in a clear voice: "The cruelty and ruthlessness of Princess Jiang has made Jin the laughing stock and the object of disgust of the world! Killing this woman will not only uphold the justice of the Marquis of Jin, but also win over the hearts of all wise men. Even with the nobility of Princess Jiang and the ability of He Xian Gong, they should know that 'to preserve great righteousness, even a relative can be destroyed' is the ultimate principle! This move by the young master is in accordance with heaven's will and in line with human sentiment, and has nothing to do with me, so why does it need my ability?"

  This remark was truly said with great force by Wei Luo. As soon as she finished speaking, the Prince of Jingling immediately clapped his hands together, making two loud slapping sounds.

  Among the applause, he nodded his head in approval towards Wei Luo and said, "Good! You may withdraw."

  "Agreed."

  Wei Luo retreated at the sound and returned to her original position, kneeling down properly.

  Jingling Gongzi turned his head, first giving Si Gongzi a seemingly smiling yet not quite smiling glance, then turning to Qin Gongzi and saying: "To get rid of Jiang's evil, I would have done it for Father even if it were a trivial matter. Why bother Lord Yan with such a small thing?"

  He said this, raised the wine in his hand and poured it towards the crowd of young masters, laughing lazily. "The sunset is about to fall, the magnificent day has just begun, everyone, let's drink to victory!" He tilted his head back and drank all the wine in one gulp.