Chapter 1107: Already Sensible

Chengqie and Huang took a detour to pass by, but as luck would have it, the Soldiers of the Ministry of the Secretariat were currently strolling about with Bingzhu and the others. The two groups just happened to bump into each other. Chengqie did not recognize Bingzhu and the others, nor had he ever seen them; after all, he had to attend school, and he could not participate in the meetings either.

This was his first time seeing them, but based on their attire and what he had heard and seen over the past few days, he guessed immediately that these were people from the Jiuli.

The Soldiers of the Ministry of the Secretariat were a bit nervous, as they were afraid Chengqie might say the wrong thing. If he were to accidentally say he was from the Suiren Clan, it would be all over, and they might not be able to keep it hidden anymore. It seemed no one had coached Chengqie to keep his identity a secret, either.

Thus, a Soldier wanted to step out to intercept Chengqie and have him go elsewhere, or at least warn him in advance, but before they could act, Chengqie spoke up with great confidence: "You must be the guests from the Jiuli, right?"

Seeing that this young man was not particularly old, Bingzhu and the others also felt he might not be an ordinary person, likely the child of some Noble, so their attitude was quite good: "Yes, we are indeed from the Jiuli."

"Oh, my name is Chengqie. I hope you have a pleasant time in Huaxia!"

Chengqie waved his hand with great composure, then plucked a maple leaf that had turned slightly red and turned to walk away directly. This left Bingzhu and the others a bit astonished, and the Soldiers of the Ministry of the Secretariat were also surprised, though they let out a huge sigh of relief—thankfully, he hadn't said anything reckless.

"Hey, this young man of yours looks quite good. Who is his father? He certainly isn't an ordinary person, is he?" Qianxi was quite interested in Chengqie.

The Soldier had no choice but to answer evasively: "Oh, he is the son of one of our Huaxia City Lords. His father is in a very far-off place, so he was left at home. His father is still very important in Huaxia, but he won't be able to make it to the wedding tomorrow.

Not just him, there are several others who won't be able to come either!"

The Soldier also steered the conversation away in time. Whether out of curiosity or just wanting to probe for information, Qianxi followed the thread and asked: "Then who else is there, and what are they doing?"

The Soldier who had just spoken was about to answer, but his comrade nearby, fearing he would reveal too much information, immediately nudged him with his hand. However, the Soldier knew what he was doing and winked at his comrade, signaling that he knew how to respond.

"Heh, about that, you know about our Huaxia and the Xuanyuan Tribe going together to attack the Shennong Clan, right? Well, some rather important people had to go for that. Right now, they probably don't even know the Prince is getting married, and it's impossible for them to get here. There are quite a lot of them; even if I told you, you wouldn't know who they are, so let's not talk about it."

Qianxi did not press further, just responding with a chuckle.

Yangasha had been observing the flowers and plants of Huaxia. She truly found this behavior of Huaxia difficult to understand. After all, it was understandable for one person, or a Noble like Changle, to do such a thing—planting flowers and grass was actually the same as collecting jade; it couldn't be eaten or worn, it was just nice to look at. Furthermore, only Nobles could use them, and they only served a decorative purpose to display one's status, possessing no practical value whatsoever.

But the entire Huaxia was like this! Flowers and plants of all kinds were planted along the roads. Was this reasonable? Was this right? It was completely wrong. It was impossible for the whole of Huaxia to be like the Nobles, having already reached the point where they no longer worried about their food supply and had begun to think about dressing themselves up.

Yangasha dared not think too deeply, so she could only take such a superficial look. Qianxi and Bingzhu had more thoughts on Huaxia's infrastructure and wealth. They felt that Huaxia was truly too wealthy; if the Jiuli were to trade with Huaxia, they would definitely not lose out.

What Huaxia wanted from the Jiuli was nothing more than some wild vegetables and some grass roots, but in exchange for these things, they could get Huaxia's Silk, as well as Porcelain and Glass. They would absolutely not be at a loss, and they believed their father would definitely agree.

The people from the Ministry of the Secretariat continued to lead them on a tour. Chengqie now knew what he should and should not say; keeping secrets was the most important thing. In front of these people from the Xuanyuan Tribe and the Jiuli, he was a Huaxia Noble, and he could not mention even half a word about the Suiren Clan.

However, he also possessed the pride of the Suiren Clan, but Huaxia had also stated very clearly that it was only the Suiren tribe that no longer existed, not that the Suiren people themselves were gone. In the future, the ancestors of the Suiren would also be added to the ancestors of Huaxia and worshipped together.

Therefore, Chengqie was now sensible. After being spurred on by Huaxia and receiving education at school, he was very mature.

The people of the Ministry of Rites were also extremely busy now, constantly decorating the venue and arranging all sorts of things. Although they had held such events before and had experience, the time this time was truly too tight. They had just suddenly announced that the wedding would be tomorrow. Although they had been mentally prepared before Changle arrived, mental preparation and actual preparation were not the same thing; they were still in a state of chaos.

The notice for the holiday had already been issued layer by layer, and fast horses carrying the news had already been sent to Lema City. Yes, fast horses, not fast oxen!

The success of training horses made Baifeng believe that they must demonstrate their value. Letting them go to the battlefield now might be unstable, but letting them deliver messages was absolutely no problem. Therefore, it had already been a while since they started using horses to transmit messages between Huaxia and Lema.

And even without using their top speed, horses could shorten the time it took to deliver a message to a quarter of what it used to be. It could be said that it was much, much faster. Ox carts were no longer tasked with delivering messages and were only responsible for transporting supplies and people.

Yu had also received this news long ago. Today, he received a handwritten letter from Yulong, so he had to go to the scene to attend. Therefore, after arranging his work, he took a group of people who should attend the wedding and set off by ox cart. The holiday notice for Lema City had also been issued.

They all had to give gifts, but fortunately, the foundation of their homes was still in Huaxia City, so they didn't need to bring them from Lema City. Like Yu, once he returned to Huaxia City, he still had his own home; his home was in Huaxia City. After returning, he would rest at home for the night and go to the wedding tomorrow. If he didn't go, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to remain a City Lord.