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Chen Shien even went to consult the national teacher Li Xuanji about this matter.

Li Xuanji was playing chess alone, with a black piece in one hand and a white piece in the other. Upon hearing the news, his hands holding the pieces paused slightly.

Just one chess piece fell.

"It is a good thing that your majesty has decided to attack the Yun Kingdom."

"We in Daqing have not trained our troops for many years, and the other countries have gradually forgotten how powerful our thirteen divisions of the Qingli Army are."

"This time, we are sending troops to help them recall their past and train them at the same time."

"Also, I received a reply from Lanjiabao the day before yesterday. Yunguo is indeed ready to make a move."

"General Huo can lead troops to garrison the border. As for when to take action, it depends on the situation."

Li Xuanji explained the situation very clearly.

The army of Qing State was named Qingli Army, a name given by the retired emperor. It means that a sharp sword is forged from repeated grinding. It is invincible and will defend the country.

Ten divisions were stationed at the border, and the other three divisions took turns retreating to the rear to recuperate.

When recuperating, he would go to local areas to help the people open up land, kill bandits, train provincial garrison troops, etc.

Chen Shien nodded in agreement. Lanjiabao was Li Xuanji's master's school and they were always well-informed.

The news from Lanjiabao cannot be false.

No wonder His Majesty wanted to send troops on the pretext of the poisoning case. So that's why.

In his heart, Chen Shien's admiration for His Majesty reached a new level.

"After chatting with you for a while, I feel much more at ease," Chen Shien thanked with a smile.

"It's all for Daqing, Lord Chen, play with me for the next round."

Li Xuanji invited with a smile.

"Well, it's better to obey than to be respectful."

...

Murong Yue was unhappy in the palace, so Ah Hao tentatively suggested, "Your Majesty, do you want to go out of the palace for a walk?"

Upon hearing that she was going to leave the palace, Murong Yue finally perked up a little.

While she was changing clothes here, Ah Hao quickly informed Qi Yuan that His Majesty was leaving the palace.

Qi Yuan quickly disguised himself and his men as ordinary people, while he and Ah Hao became Murong Yue's servants and followed her.

Qi Yuan really wanted to go shopping with Ah Hao.

He would be satisfied even if he just stood on the street corner and watched the bustling crowd.

And when I was worrying about what excuse to use to find Ah Hao, I didn't expect happiness to come so suddenly.

He actually had the opportunity to go shopping with Ah Hao and accompany His Majesty.

"Sir," Ah Hao frowned. What's wrong with Qi Yuan? Why is he laughing so foolishly?

Is this a good job?

"Your Majesty's safety is in the hands of Lord Qi."

Qi Yuan quickly put away the cracked corners of his mouth, "I will definitely protect your majesty and the girl."

The attendant who had already changed into casual clothes covered his face with his hands. It was really unbearable to watch the master's careless look.

Murong Yue dressed up as the romantic Mr. Qiao today.

He was wearing a cyan-gold robe and a snow-white rabbit fur cloak on the outside.

It makes the whole person look more handsome and extremely attractive.

There happens to be a big market on Changle Street today.

This kind of market is populated by ordinary people or servants of wealthy families who come to buy New Year's goods. It is crowded with people, and the shouting is louder than the hawking.

Very lively.

Murong Yue squeezed a few steps and pushed through the crowd to get out.

Although the disguised imperial guards were protecting her, they could not stop people from crowding around.

Murong Yue's nose was filled with the smell of fresh brains.

If it was mixed with the smell of dried goods and fresh meat, she was afraid that she would not be able to resist biting someone else's head in the street.

So, we still have to leave here early.

The group walked out along Changle Street.

Murong Yue discovered something new and interesting, which was looking at the signs of these shops.

Especially when I could recognize the words on the sign, my mood suddenly improved.

“Porcelain...Art...Museum...”

She actually recognized a sign completely and looked inside. It was a medium-sized shop with a few tables and a treasure cabinet on the wall filled with porcelain of various shapes.

There are teacups, teacups, inkstones, water bowls and so on.

Murong Yue stepped into the store.

The boss who was busy calculating the bills at the counter was a young man in his twenties. After glancing at Murong Yue and his group, he put down the abacus in his hand and greeted them warmly.

"Are you here to experience porcelain firing?"

“You can look at the appearance on the first floor and go to the second floor to make it.”

Fired porcelain?

Not to mention that Murong Yue didn't know what it was, Ah Hao and Qi Yuan were also a little stunned.

Qi Yuan took the initiative to speak, "Please give me a detailed introduction, boss."

"My surname is Zeng. My family has been making porcelain for generations. Our kilns have been passed down for more than 200 years. Porcelain was once a tribute."

"The reason I opened this shop is because I was bored and wanted to let the world know more about Zeng's porcelain craftsmanship."

“Moreover, it is an elegant experience for guests to make one-of-a-kind items with their own hands.”

When introducing his business, Boss Zeng's face was full of pride.

In fact, it is because Qing Dynasty porcelain has become famous in recent years, and more and more porcelain merchants have emerged.

As Zeng's market was getting smaller and smaller, he came up with this idea.

If it works, it would be a new way to make money.

"In Beijing, Zeng's porcelain museum is unique. You can come and experience it."

"There are private rooms on the second floor."

His small place gradually opened up the market, and girls often came here in groups of three or five to play.

In name, it was to learn about porcelain firing, but in reality it was just a casual chat and gathering.

Of course, there are also people who come specifically to make some items by hand to give as gifts.

This is the first time such a handsome young man has come to play.

Murong Yue nodded. She heard the key words, 'handmade' and 'unique'.

The rest is unimportant.

Ah Hao turned to her and bowed slightly, "Sir, do you want to try it?"

Hmmmm, try it.

Murong Yue nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Your Majesty's happiness is more important than anything else.

"Then let's try it as three of us," Ah Hao nodded.

The boss took the three of them upstairs, and outside the shop, the imperial guards, who had changed their uniforms, quickly spread out.

He quickly checked the shops around the porcelain kiln and began to wait, disguised as a customer.

Even in the rouge shop opposite, an imperial guard walked in, sat down without any panic, and started to choose rouge.

His eyes were secretly watching the porcelain kiln and the pedestrians on the street.

After going upstairs, Qi Yuan checked the surrounding environment first.

He knew exactly where he could evacuate quickly, where it was easy to defend but difficult to attack, and where he could provide protection.

There was a charcoal brazier burning in the box, so it was quite warm.

While Qi Yuan was on guard, he looked at Ah Hao and His Majesty, and he actually felt like the head of the family.

Guilty sin.

But you must never let outsiders know about your rebellious thoughts.

The boss personally taught the three people how to make the dough.

"My hands are wet with water. This water is from the snow this year. It is very rare."

He knew that the young ladies and gentlemen would never touch water with their fingers, so he came up with an idea: touching their fingers with snow water would be an elegant thing.

"Just turn the base, use both hands to mold the clay into the shape you want."

"After this step, you can come here to color it."

"Then you can leave your work here, I will bake it, set a date, and you can come and pick it up."

Abba Abba Abba.

Murong Yue didn't understand, but the little zombie had a strong learning ability and knew the process after watching the boss operate it only once.

Sitting next to it, eager to try it out.

Ah Hao helped her roll up her sleeves and said, "Sir, what do you want to make?"

Murong Yue shook her head. She hadn’t thought it through yet.

But it doesn’t matter, just think about it slowly.