Her Entire Court Reborn with Her in the Modern World

Chapter 204: Chapter 203: Godly Assist Strikes Again! Shaoyuan: I Really Like It

"..."

At these words, Qingyuan and Cui Jinghan fell silent. They exchanged a silent look.

If Pei Xuan knew he had said something like that, he would probably grab his sword and stab himself before they even had the chance to mock him.

Xie Qingshi added, "Moreover, the person he noticed wasn’t His Majesty at all, but rather the target of our crusade, simply because he was another person he found irritating."

After a moment of silence, Cui Jinghan asked slowly, "So, he only recognized us based on his inherent knack for spotting the people he finds most annoying?" It was truly remarkable.

"See? It’s not that we intentionally stopped him; it’s just that even with His Majesty standing right in front of him, he still wouldn’t recognize him." Qingyuan spread her hands. "When the time comes, even if he wants to confront us, he won’t have a leg to stand on."

Cui Jinghan said flatly, "But he has always been unreasonable and unforgiving."

Qingyuan choked on her words. "You don’t know martial arts, and neither do I. We really should find someone who does to keep him in check."

"Sir!" At that moment, Xie Qingshi’s assistant hurried over. "Please head inside, it’s almost time!"

At this moment, inside the Jianghuai International Conference Hall, the venue was packed to the brim.

Xu Shuangqiao had come with Ming Chengli. Upon seeing Shi Changying, her eyes lit up, and she immediately praised, "Yingying, who braided your hair today? It looks so pretty!"

Shi Changying pointed at the unsung hero, Shaoyuan.

Xu Shuangqiao was greatly surprised. "But doesn’t he usually do cat-ear braids?"

Shaoyuan tilted his head slightly. "I just learned it."

Ming Chengli hesitated for a moment before saying in a low voice, "Changying, you really shouldn’t bother Little Shao with things like braiding your hair."

Shi Changying seriously considered his words, wondering if it was actually a bother. She felt like Shaoyuan had been quite happy to do it. Had she misjudged the situation?

"It’s no trouble, Mr. Ming," Shaoyuan said, admiring his braiding handiwork once more. He paused before adding, "I quite enjoy it."

Before Ming Chengli could reply, Xu Shuangqiao interjected, "Oh, Mr. Ming, just let the kids be. It’s so nice that Yingying has a deskmate like him."

"I-I suppose you’re right!" Ming Chengli still felt that something was a bit off, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

The sound of the ancient zither interrupted his thoughts. He sat up straight, his eyes glued to the stage.

The entire hall was immersed in the heavenly music. When the two-hour performance ended, the audience was almost unable to snap out of their trance. After a long while, thunderous applause brought everyone back to reality. Ming Chengli couldn’t help but marvel, "Mr. Xie’s zither skills are indeed incredible. It makes me imagine just how magnificent the former Music Immortal, Xie Qingshi, must have been in his time."

Shi Changying rested her chin in her hands. "Dad, do you also know a thing or two about music?"

"Since it’s related to history, I’ve naturally looked into it. I don’t actually understand music, of course; I just know who excelled at it," Ming Chengli spoke with confident ease. "Do you know what Emperor Chengtian was famous for two thousand years ago, before he established the Jing Dynasty?"

Shaoyuan had been resting with his eyes closed, but upon hearing this question, he slightly opened his eyes.

"Music," Shi Changying said deadpan.

"That’s my girl! You know so much!" Ming Chengli praised. "He was extremely skilled at the ancient zither, and he could also play the sheng, xiao, and flute."

Xu Shuangqiao hadn’t known this historical detail. Upon hearing it, a look of realization crossed her face. "As expected of my charming ancestor!"

Ming Chengli continued, "Since the four of them—Emperor Yan, Jingzu, Shengzong, and Xuanwu—were equally famous, none of them were ordinary."

"Xuanwu?" Xu Shuangqiao paused in surprise. "But Xuanwu was a tyrannical and incompetent ruler. The Xuan Dynasty actually fell at the hands of Emperor Taichu."

Shaoyuan said lightly, "There is clearly a problem with this period of history. The recently discovered manuscript of the Music Immortal, Xie Qingshi, and those three altered characters are the best proof of that."

"Exactly." Ming Chengli felt a surge of passion in his chest. "I will not give up."

Shi Changying’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, her heart trembling. What had she done to deserve this? How could she warrant having these people, whom she had never even met, running around four hundred years later just to clear her name?

A cell phone ringtone suddenly broke the silence. Ming Chengli pressed the answer button. "Hello? About the Jianghuai auction..."

"Chengli, it’s not that I don’t want to help you, but the invitations for this event are incredibly hard to get." The person on the other end sighed. "I’ve asked everyone I know, and I couldn’t even secure a single invitation."

Ming Chengli felt a bit down, but he didn’t show it on his face. "It’s fine. Thanks for going through the trouble for me."

With a DING, Shaoyuan’s phone also vibrated. He hadn’t intended to check it, but the word "auction" caught his eye.

[Little Jiang]: Are you going to that auction in Jianghuai? If you are, I’ll mail the invitations to you. Though I imagine you wouldn’t care about such a small auction; I’m just asking.

[Shaoyuan]: Three.

[Little Jiang]: What?!

[Little Jiang]: You’re actually going? And you want three of them!

[Shaoyuan]: As a Jiuzhou person, you should know how to read Chinese characters.

[Little Jiang]: I know how to read, but I just can’t accept that you were the one who sent those words!

[Shaoyuan]: Tomorrow.

[Little Jiang]: Okay, okay, understood. I’m going back to earning my three hundred million now.

At the same time, a message popped up on Cui Jinghan’s phone.

[Little Jiang]: Dearie, do you have any more information? I’m at your service anytime.

[Cui Jinghan]: No need, I’ve already found the person.

[Little Jiang]: Alright, I won’t bother you anymore then. Congratulations on finding your important person!

The next second, Shaoyuan’s phone began vibrating like crazy. DING DING DING!

[Little Jiang]: Damn it! Who helped my esteemed client find his person? My three hundred million just flew away!

[Little Jiang]: Was it the people from Beidou? I’m going to kill them!

[Shaoyuan]: Would you?

[Little Jiang]: If you back me up, I’ll lead my brothers and sisters to storm the Beidou Headquarters the moment you give the word.

[Little Jiang]: I’ve found them annoying for a long time anyway. They’re always stealing our business, it’s just too much!

Shaoyuan didn’t want to entertain his crazy rant. He looked at Shi Changying, his tone lazy. "Classmate Shi treated me to a concert, so I’ll treat you and Mr. Ming to the auction. How does that sound?"

Ming Chengli asked in pleasant surprise, "Little Shao, do you have connections?"

"It’s just a small matter," Shaoyuan said dismissively. "You don’t need to worry about it, Mr. Ming."

Ming Chengli thanked him repeatedly. "That’s wonderful!"

After the concert ended, the audience began to disperse under the guidance of the security personnel.

Pei Xuan stood up and suddenly said, "I’ll treat you guys to milk tea." This statement caught both Qingyuan and Cui Jinghan off guard.

"I won’t accept a refusal, especially since milk tea from Qianqiusui is so hard to get." Pei Xuan waved his phone. "I queued up early. Let’s go."

And so, the three of them arrived at Qianqiusui, which was two streets away from the Jianghuai International Conference Hall. It was nine-thirty in the evening. Because of the workload at the milk tea shop, Qian Qiu hadn’t been to the bar for the past few days.

"Welcome," Qian Qiu said with a smile. "What would the three of you like to drink?"

Pei Xuan tapped his finger on the menu. Why did he feel like he found this owner of Qianqiusui slightly irritating?