(PS: It's a bit short, I'll need to write more about Qing Jun later, good brothers, refresh at eight tomorrow morning, ahem...)
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"Mr. Zhao, are you really not coming to our celebration? The Empress and the Emperor are very much looking forward to seeing you. If you do not attend, they will be greatly disappointed."
Inside the tent, Dou Kou, accompanied by four Xianyue Li women, came to see Zhao Rong, softly asking.
After the Fengchan grand ceremony at noon, the attitude of the Music Workshop's Xian Yue Li women toward Zhao Rong had become increasingly respectful and cautious.
Even Dou Kou, who is second only to one in the department, the Palace Chief.
The sight of those two full moons, a rare and auspicious phenomenon throughout the ages, was still hanging in the sky outside the tent.
The person who orchestrated this scene was none other than this young Confucian scholar, sitting casually behind a table, leisurely flipping through a book.
