So these days, he had been running around outside, trying to find out which official position could be closer, closer to the Third Prince of Great Yuan.
Now that he saw Zong Luo was fine with his own eyes, Gu Ziyuan finally felt relieved. “It’s good that Brother Luo is fine.”
“Oh, there’s one more thing.”
Gu Ziyuan stuttered, “That is, in two days it will be the New Year’s festival, and that day is the closing banquet of the Baijia Banquet. Can I invite Brother Luo to watch my boat ride?”
“Of course.” Zong Luo was a little surprised at first, but then he gave him a positive answer.
Under normal circumstances, all the princes have to attend the closing banquet of the Baijia Banquet. As for the subsequent boat ride, it didn’t matter whether they went or not, but since Gu Ziyuan asked, Zong Luo naturally wouldn’t refuse.
Seeing Zong Luo agree, Gu Ziyuan showed undisguised joy on his face.
“Good, see you in two days.”
After leaving the mansion, Zong Luo hurried back to the palace.
He dismissed the palace people, asking them not to disturb him if there was nothing important. Then he picked up the carving knife like a thief, ran to the lit palace lamp on the desk, and began to carve carefully.
Hand-carving jade was indeed a time-consuming and laborious task.
In the first year, Zong Luo didn’t dare to start with this good piece of jade. Instead, he took some other materials for beginners to practice.
In the jade carving industry, one wouldn’t dare to say they’ve mastered it without three to five years of practice. Zong Luo, who had been practicing painting in the Ghost Valley since he was a child and had a very good foundation in painting, dared to start directly.
After he got familiar with the process, he asked the master to make a base with the carving knife, and then he slowly polished it bit by bit.
Compared with the mature jade industry of modern times, where machines could be used for rapid manufacturing, there was no shortcut to ancient jade carving. It must be carved out one cut at a time. Logically speaking, Zong Luo was considered to be one of the faster carvers, after all, he could add inner strength, and one cut was much faster than a carving master who had not learned martial arts. But he was afraid of making mistakes, after all, he only found such a good piece of jade, and he dared to grind it hard.
While he was concentrating on carving, a servant came to report, “Third Highness, Prime Minister Pei seeks an audience.”
Even though the announcement was made outside the door, Zong Luo almost trembled, as if he had been caught doing something bad. He hurriedly put the palm-sized jade back into his sleeve, “Let him in.”
At the same time, Zong Luo was also thinking.
Now Zong Yuanwu, Gu Ziyuan, and Zong Ruichen have all dreamed of things from their previous lives, and there should be other people who would gradually dream of them.
When he was just reborn, Zong Luo had always been confused as to why on the night of the nine stars connecting like string of beads rebirth, everyone would dream of the scene of his suicide in his previous life. Now it seems that it should be the drawback of time reversal. It’s just that he and Yu Beizhou retained their complete memories.
For others, the things of their previous lives were nothing more than a dream.
Speaking of Pei Qianxue, Zong Luo has been busy with too many things recently. Now that he thought about it carefully, he suddenly found some things that were not quite right.
Pei Qianxue didn’t have many opportunities to meet him. In his previous life, after Yu Beizhou returned to the capital, Zong Luo only met him intermittently. Others knew that he and the King of Beining were mortal enemies, and they didn’t dare to say in front of him that Prime Minister Pei had been getting close to the King of Beining recently and seemed to admire the latter quite a bit.
If Pei Qianxue had a dream, would there be more clues?
“Jin Yu.”
When Pei Qianxue came in, he saw such a scene.
The prince in white was propping up his head, his hair tied up with a hair band and scattered to one side, looking more lazy than his usual dignified and steady demeanor.
Against the backdrop of the gilded backrest, he really looked like a noble crown prince who was raised in the deep palace and built with gold and jade.
“Ah Xue, you’re here.”
Upon hearing the voice, even though his eyes were covered with white silk, the latter instinctively ‘looked’ at him.
Pei Qianxue didn’t come to him for anything important, it seemed he just came to sit.
The servants poured them freshly brewed tribute tea, and the conversation was hit or miss.
People always say that Pei Qianxue was cold and self-contained, but in fact, he was as meticulous as dust and not a person who didn’t know how to adapt. Even if it’s aimless small talk, he could actively bring up topics, avoid the embarrassment of silence, and even take care of others’ emotions very well.
So, when he didn’t want to take care of others’ emotions, or deliberately let the other party notice, Zong Luo could easily feel it.
After three rounds of tea, Zong Luo spoke up.
“Ah Xue, you okay?”
Even though he said so, there was no ripple in his heart.
He had already determined Pei Qianxue’s position in his previous life, and he didn’t need to be disappointed again.
But until the last moment, Zong Luo still didn’t want to be the one to break the face, so he weighed his words.
Pei Qianxue lowered his eyes, “No.”
The slender fingers of the prime minister in blue gently slid over the edge of the teacup.
After a long time, he said in a very, very soft voice, “I’m just a bit sad. Sad that Jin Yu doesn’t believe me.”
