bayedsolid Chapter 150 Welcoming Guests at the Mountain Gate
Chapter 150 Welcoming Guests at the Mountain Gate
"Young master? Can't you see everyone is waiting here? Didn't your elders teach you any manners?"
The young man in fine clothes spoke with disdain, looking Luo Sifan up and down, and finally his eyes burned as he stared intently at Yu Lishuang, whose face was peeking out from Luo Sifan's arms.
Luo Sifan glared back at him, her tone displeased:
"Do I need to wait in line to get back to my own home?!"
With sword energy filling his body, he moved forward. The nine-section jade staff that the young man in fine clothes was holding was swept away by the sword energy and flew into the air.
Dozens of people let out soft exclamations, looking at the jade bamboo pole that flew straight up with strange expressions.
"This young man is so ignorant, he doesn't even recognize this jade staff?"
In the crowd, someone sighed softly, muttering to the person next to them with a half-smile on their face, showing a hint of glee in their enjoyment of watching the drama unfold.
The young man in fine clothes was careless for a moment, and the jade rod slipped from his hand. He was stunned for a moment in shock and anger.
Someone in the crowd had already stepped into the air, caught the jade pole in a flash, landed gracefully, and blocked Luo Sifan.
The young man in fine clothes relaxed his stiff expression, a hint of smugness appearing on his face.
Luo Sifan stopped and looked coldly at the middle-aged man who was blocking her way, holding a pole with both hands.
This man wore a golden crown and a plain silk robe. His appearance and demeanor were above average. After admiring the jade staff for a moment, he smiled, raised his head, and began to lecture Luo Sifan:
“Brother, Prince Jing is a disciple of our sect. It’s one thing for you to offend him, but this nine-section jade staff is the prince’s insignia, the face of the Dongyang Dynasty. If you don’t take it seriously, you’ll be asking for trouble.”
Seeing that he was still quite polite, Luo Sifan's expression softened, and she replied calmly:
"If this prince truly respected the ceremonial weapons of the dynasty, he wouldn't be showing them off all the time, casually pointing them at people and blocking the way like a monkey wielding a stick. Therefore, if anything were to happen, I think the Emperor of Dongyang would first and foremost investigate this prince!"
Although Luo Sifan's voice wasn't loud, everyone on the stone bed could hear it clearly.
Even those who didn't pay much attention to Luo Sifan and his companion were surprised to see them and took a second look.
The crowd stirred slightly. The middle-aged man in the golden crown and the young man in the fine clothes paused, their faces showing growing annoyance.
Several crisp sounds rang out, and from a group of people in the distance, a young woman with her hair tied up and flowing down her shoulders, dressed in a magnificent long robe, stepped forward. She lightly tapped her nine-feathered fan and interjected:
“What this young master says makes a lot of sense! Qi Jing himself would never flaunt the Nine Feather Talisman in public or carry it around. What he carries is merely a family heirloom feather fan.”
Upon hearing this, the elegantly dressed young man Qi Jing rolled his eyes, thinking to himself, "Who doesn't know that the nine-feathered fan you're holding is the ancestral treasure of your Yun family? The royal talisman is actually a counterfeit!"
Knowing that this woman was only trying to spite him, Qi Jing dared not argue with her and gritted his teeth and endured it.
The woman surnamed Yun approached, gently waving her feather fan, and the middle-aged man with the golden crown had no choice but to bow in greeting.
"Third Princess, you're a woman of high status with many affairs to attend to. Don't you want to be interested in these trivial matters?"
The woman surnamed Yun gently shook her head, smiling as she looked at Luo Sifan:
"Elder Wei is overthinking it. I am simply quite interested in this young man."
Elder Wei was further annoyed by her deliberate disregard. He glared at Luo Sifan, not wanting to cause any more trouble, and walked towards Qi Jing, who was looking at him with a sullen expression and a sense of camaraderie.
Luo Sifan was spared a lot of trouble and smiled slightly:
"Thank you, Princess, for speaking up for justice."
Although the princess was beautiful, his gaze lingered on her nine-feathered fan a few more times.
The previous owner of this fan, Luo Sifan from his previous life, has a vivid memory of it.
Luo Sifan thanked the Third Princess, carried Yu Lishuang straight up the stone steps, and stopped in front of the reception table at the mountain gate.
The Third Princess was quite surprised and looked thoughtfully at Luo Sifan's retreating figure.
This person not only disrespects the Qi family, but also seems to disregard the Yun family, which is quite unusual.
Behind the reception desk, a young girl looked anxious and hurriedly filled out the visitor list. She looked up and saw Luo Sifan standing in front of her.
"And which sect are you from? I'll have to finish all my work before it's your turn."
Luo Sifan replied quietly:
“Junior sister, we are not visitors from outside the sect, but members of the Yaotai Sect. We are returning to our sect today to participate in the sect’s grand ceremony.”
Upon hearing this, the girl took a closer look at them and exclaimed happily:
"Fellow disciple, that's wonderful! Here, take this paper and pen, and run some errands for the sect!"
Luo Sifan was pulled down to sit by her, and she was given paper, pen and ink, and made to register the names.
The girl also complained a couple of times:
"The higher-ups didn't say anything about guests visiting today. They sent one group, and then three more groups came. Dean Jiao didn't send down even two more people!"
"Dean Jiao of the Foreign Languages Department? Is that Jiao Chenzhou?"
Upon hearing this, Luo Sifan looked up and asked the girl.
"You've got some nerve! You actually dare to address Dean Jiao by his given name!"
The girl stared at him in surprise.
Luo Sifan smiled wryly. No wonder the mountain gate was crowded today; it turned out that the person in charge, Jiao Chenzhou, had been sealed away by Yu Lishuang.
He couldn't believe that Jiao Chenzhou had disguised himself as a fat man with a hammer and attempted to assassinate him last night.
The two met briefly at Zhichun Pavilion and found they got along quite well.
If Jiao Chenzhou already harbored the intention to assassinate him at that time, and deliberately came to test his abilities, then this person's thoughts were rather terrifying.
"Dean Jiao, I'm afraid you won't have time for this today. Get back to work, junior sister!"
Luo Sifan offered her a word of advice, then called over a guest and picked up a pen to write.
"Wait a minute!"
The third princess of the Yun family stepped forward and waved to the guests:
"I'll handle the visitor reception for the Yunyang Sect!"
Luo Sifan looked up, feeling slightly apologetic:
"I'm sorry, Princess, there wasn't even a chair prepared in front of the reception desk."
"It's alright!"
The Third Princess smiled broadly, not taking it to heart at all, and glanced at Yu Lishuang a few more times.
"I never expected that you, young master, would actually be a disciple of the Yaotai Sect. That's quite surprising. And who is the young master you're holding in your arms? Could he be ill?"
Instead of doing anything productive, the third princess started gossiping.
Before Luo Sifan could answer, Yu Lishuang exhaled and blinked, turned her head to glance at the Third Princess, twisted a few times in Luo Sifan's arms, changed to a more comfortable sleeping position, and closed her eyes again.
His complexion and demeanor were excellent; he showed no signs of being seriously ill or unable to walk.
The smile on the Third Princess's face vanished instantly.
Luo Sifan was extremely embarrassed and quickly explained:
"Please forgive my wife, Your Highness. She overdid her training last night and is now physically and mentally exhausted. She is also in a hurry to return to the sect, so I had no choice but to act expediently. Please forgive me, Your Highness!"
The Third Princess snorted coldly, clearly dissatisfied with what her wife, Luo Sifan, had said.
Fortunately, the Third Princess was very well-mannered. Although she kept a cold face throughout, she still handled things officially, giving her name and checking the gift list, without making things difficult for Luo Sifan.
After nearly half an hour of work, Luo Sifan and his junior sister, who was in charge of welcoming guests, finally managed to complete the welcoming arrangements for the three sects: Yunyang Sect, Jiuji Sect, and Heyi Sect.
During this time, the junior sisters at the mountain gate kept turning around to look, extremely uneasy about the slow pace of the outer courtyard's work, and kept complaining.
On the occasion of the ancestor's wedding, the Dean of the Outer Court and Chief Steward Jiao Chenzhou disappeared, and the three major sects arrived uninvited and gathered at the mountain gate. She was of low rank and power, and the pressure was immense.