Quick Transmigration: The Carefree Life of a Background Character

Qi Qiu looked at the man in red in front of him, his eyes growing increasingly deep. He knew his identity, after all, it was almost the whole of Tiandu City.

"It's a pleasure to meet the owner of the No. 1 Restaurant in the World."

This time, Jiang Yu didn't wait for Zi Yue to introduce him. He also extended his hand in greeting and replied, "Sixth place in the imperial examination, Minister of Personnel, I have long admired you."

Their eyes met, and they both noticed a hint of hostility and determination in each other's eyes. They then looked away at the same time, understanding each other implicitly: it was up to each other to see who could win.

Ziyue ignored the subtle tension between the two and took her seat.

Jiang Yu glanced at Qi Qiuyi with a half-smile, then quickly followed Ziyue and sat down next to her.

Qi Qiu, bound by etiquette, could not follow along in front of everyone, so he could only return to his seat.

He sat upright in his seat, seemingly in deep meditation, but his mind was elsewhere.

The onlookers—no, I mean the officials and their families—who had come to His Majesty's birthday banquet today were incredibly excited, practically screaming with joy. Their trip had truly been worthwhile!

The princess general, the Minister of War, and the owner of the number one restaurant in the world—all three are outstanding individuals with extraordinary backgrounds. They haven't seen such a spectacular show in a long time.

The ladies all seemed more reserved, more composed, and more poised than the next.

Well, if you ignore the little handkerchiefs they were holding and wrapping around their hands, and the enigmatic smiles on their lips.

Even the adults had their eyes sparkling with anticipation, and they seemed quite eager to try.

It's a pity that the key figures just exchanged greetings and parted ways; the scene they were hoping for didn't happen.

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Ziyue looked at the person who was following her and sitting in her seat, somewhat speechless. "Why are you sitting with me? Go to your seat."

Jiang Yu looked at Zi Yue pitifully, "I don't have a place of my own."

Ziyue looked completely bewildered. "How is that possible? My uncle, the Emperor, has already granted you permission to attend his birthday banquet. How could there be no place for you?"

Thinking of something, Ziyue narrowed her eyes and looked at him dangerously, "Unless..."

She hadn't finished speaking, but she believed he would understand the meaning behind her words.

Jiang Yu quickly and honestly replied, "Uh, Qingqing, don't be angry. I just mentioned to His Majesty that I wanted to sit with you, and then, he didn't arrange a seat for me."

Upon hearing this, Ziyue realized that her cheap uncle had deliberately arranged this to make her miserable and satisfy his gossipy nature.

but--

A dangerous glint flashed in Ziyue's eyes.

Is her acting really that good?

She needs to think carefully about how to extort money from her emperor uncle.

An emperor who was rushing towards them, sitting on his imperial carriage, was Jing Wenyou, Ziyue's uncle, when suddenly, "Achoo!"

Jing Wenyou couldn't help but rub his nose, secretly wondering, "Who must be cursing me in their heart again?"

Is it that old fox Xu Changhe from the Ministry of Revenue? Or that roughneck Luo Ruhu from the Ministry of War? Or perhaps that old codger from Qingji Kingdom?

It could also be...

He counted everyone on his fingers, one by one, without ever considering his obedient niece.

Before arriving at his destination, Emperor Jing was still wondering if his little niece had seen the surprise he had prepared for her.

They've practically handed it all to her; I wonder if Qing'er would even be interested.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't like her; it just means that Jiang Yu is useless. He can just find someone else for Qing'er.

As long as Qing'er likes it, what harm is there in finding her a few more?

Anyone else who dares to utter a word, drag them out and behead them!

Qing'er should have seen the person by now. I wonder what Qing'er's reaction will be?

However, Qing'er must be very touched by his thoughtfulness. Doesn't that make her admire him even more and love her uncle even more? Haha~

Thinking of this, Emperor Jing was indeed a little impatient. He straightened his chest and quickened his pace.

The Empress, who was following beside him, had long noticed the undisguised change in the Emperor's expression. She secretly rolled her eyes. Her Majesty must be imagining something again. He seemed a little stupid, which made her itchy to touch him.

Sigh, I guess I'll just have to bear it. It's all in public, under everyone's watchful eyes; I have to give His Majesty some face…

The crown prince behind her kept his eyes down, seemingly oblivious to his mother's clenched fist.

Well, he wouldn't remind his good father, since his good father had arranged for Jiang Yu to be by his cousin's side.

Their baby bok choy is so fresh and small, how could they let a pig root for it?!

So, Father, don't worry, when Mother beats you, I will close my eyes and pretend I didn't see it.

Ah! Could there be a more filial crown prince than him? No, absolutely no!!!

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"His Majesty has arrived! His Majesty the Empress has arrived! His Highness the Crown Prince has arrived!"

The sound of the eunuch announcing the news came from afar. Except for Ziyue, who remained seated, everyone else knelt down to pay their respects.

"Your Majesty, we/your wives/your daughters pay our respects! Long live Your Majesty! Long live the Empress! Long live the Crown Prince!"

"My beloved ministers, please rise. Today is my birthday, and I am here to celebrate with you all. Please do not be so formal."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The emperor said not to be reserved, but who could take that seriously?

In His Majesty's presence, who is truly at ease?

Just listen to that and forget about it.

The proper etiquette should still be observed, and the things that need to be paid attention to should still be paid attention to.

Otherwise, even ten heads wouldn't be enough to hang him.

After everyone finished their greetings, they all stood up and sat back down in their seats.

After Emperor Jing sat down, his gossipy gaze immediately fell on Zi Yue, leaving Zi Yue speechless. She thought to herself, "Mind your image, my imperial uncle!"

Her public image has collapsed!!

Ziyue stared at the emperor with a resentful look, which made the emperor smile awkwardly and look away embarrassedly!

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Ziyue found the dance performances at the banquet uninteresting, so she continued to eat and drink as usual, with Jiang Yu occasionally picking up food for her and pouring her a glass of wine.

Qi Qiuyi couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable watching the two of them together.

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Taro said: I didn't sleep well last night, only two or three hours. I'm already feeling sleepy at this hour. I'm going to rest now, goodnight everyone! (?＞＜)/