The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

The Wei family was shocked. They never expected that the one who would hold the highest position in the end would be the old man.

Mr. Mo's eldest disciple Qin Xianbai was not present today, so his younger disciple Zhou Chenyan was particularly happy and kept calling "Master" all the time.

Wei Zhongshi couldn't help but laugh at Zhou Chenyan, "If you didn't know, you would think this was your dad!"

Zhou Chenyan chuckled, "Once a teacher, always a father. Isn't that my father? My father is finally proud of himself!"

No one will dare to bully them anymore! No one will dare to force them to buy the porcelain they worked so hard to make at a low price.

Shi Anxia watched silently as everything settled down, and smiled at her sister-in-law, "See, dreams are the opposite of reality."

Wei Cailing knew, however, that without Shi Anxia's foresight, her grandfather would have surely met with murder.

Because she deliberately let Qin Xianbai steal the manuscript that her grandfather had written sloppily... Qin Xianbai must be in big trouble soon.

Indeed, Qin Xianbai was in big trouble.

He stole Mr. Mo's manuscript and returned to Anzhou, then teamed up with a porcelain merchant he was on good terms with and invested a large amount of silver to make porcelain bowls with fish and flowers on the walls.

But for some reason, as soon as the fish and flowers touched water, they just... fell off, and it was impossible to achieve the lifelike effect in there.

Qin Xianbai firmly believed that he could succeed, and he used his eloquence to persuade porcelain merchants to continue to invest large amounts of silver in the production of porcelain, and he also guaranteed that they would definitely get their money back.

He also repeatedly stated that with his keen sense of smell, he could sense that as long as this was successful, it would likely become the national porcelain of the North Wing.

And he himself can also become the new generation of porcelain father because he... is a genius, so he can make such good porcelain.

Everything was going according to his earnest hope, but a bolt of thunder from the clear sky knocked him unconscious.

There is national porcelain in the north wing!

The northern wing's national porcelain is called "Mo porcelain"!

His master Mo Yueshen became a porcelain master and was honored as the director of the Imperial Court's Ceramics Supervision Department.

That's not right! That's not right!

That's not what I said in the dream! Qin Xianbai clearly remembered that he had a beautiful dream once, in which he dreamed that he became a porcelain father and the director of the Imperial Court's porcelain supervision department.

He was so rich that he could rival a country, and even the imperial court had to show him some courtesy.

How did it become like this?

The porcelain merchants finally purchased a batch of authentic Chinese porcelain samples and brought them back for a look.

Wow, the fish can swim, the flowers can bloom... This is the porcelain they want to make.

Looking at it again, it was really terrible to see that Qin Xianbai had cheated so much money to create such a weird thing.

"Pay back the money!" The porcelain merchants forced Qin Xianbai to pay back the silver.

But where did Qin Xianbai have the money to spend? He used it all to burn the waste porcelain.

Qin Xianbai was in tears and begged for more time.

But the other party only cares about money and not people. In the past, if he could provide benefits, he would be our good brother, but now that the benefits have turned into water, he has become a nobody.

Qin Xianbai was forced into a corner and prepared to go to the capital to find his master to ask him why he had done this to him, misleading him with the wrong manuscript and luring him into a trap.

But the porcelain merchant thought he was going to run away, so in a rage he knocked him unconscious and threw him into a cellar and burned him to death.

The moment Qin Xianbai died, he suddenly thought of a key point.

He finally understood why this beautiful dream and careful plan failed.

Because Mo Yueshen was not killed!

Mo Yueshen in the dream was dead. He was pushed into the cellar and burned to death by his own hands.

But he overlooked this detail. His master was too busy and often lived in a place where he could not find him.

How could he kill his master at will when he couldn't even see the person?

Qin Xianbai woke up as if from a dream.

When he woke up, there was a raging fire... Life is just a dream after all, that’s a story for later, that’s all.

The national porcelain exhibition ended that day and the nations returned to Anyi Pavilion for dinner.

Several uninvited guests came to the museum today, one was Princess Haiyan Shi Anxia, ​​one was the princess's husband Cen Yuan, and there was a group of officials from the Ministry of Rites.

They came to comfort the envoys on behalf of the imperial court. The officials of the Ministry of Rites were very good at dancing and toasting with the envoys.

Shi Anxia was taken by Cen Yuan to sit at a table in the Vina tribe.

They had already met Prince Wazhen when they had a drink on the Cong Yin River before, so it didn't seem out of place to sit over and chat with him.

Shi Anxia didn't know what Cen Yuan was up to, so she asked suspiciously, "You said there's a gift from Hong Que here?"

"Hmm." Cen Yuan thought for a moment and whispered back, "Be patient. Maybe I guessed wrong."

When Shi Anxia heard him say this, she became even more curious.

During the banquet, Prince Wazhen was still not good at talking, and his only way of socializing was drinking.

Whenever he wanted to speak, he would raise his glass and say, "Please!"

Apart from that, he is really frugal with words.

Cen Yuan was also a capable person. He drank several large bowls of wine without changing his expression.

The tribal envoy was afraid of a dull occasion, "The prince consort has a good alcohol tolerance!"

Cen Yuan smiled and said, "Prince Wazhen can drink a lot too."

The tribal envoy smiled with some embarrassment and bitterness.

Their prince used to be a teetotaler, but later he became an alcoholic. He would not be satisfied unless he was drunk every day.

Prince Wazhen, who was very frugal with words, stared at Shi Anxia's face, a little drunken, and suddenly softened his voice, "The princess is so beautiful that she shouldn't come out..."

The tribal envoy was afraid that his prince would say something nonsense again, so he hurriedly interrupted, "What our prince means is..."

Wazhen's eyes were as red as a rabbit's. He waved his fist and asked, "Prince Consort, can you beat me?"

He saw that the prince consort looked frail and might be a scholar. How could a scholar protect a beautiful girl?

The prince consort shook his head, "I can't beat him."

Prince Wazhen stood up unsteadily and whispered solemnly, "Come on, I'll take you back to the palace."

The prince consort shook his head, indicating that he would not leave.

Prince Wazhen was anxious, "Don't think he wouldn't dare to do that in your North Wing! He's a lunatic!"

The tribal envoy wanted to knock his own prince unconscious with a stick, so he forced a smile on his face, "Princess, please forgive me, our Prince Wazhen is drunk."

As if in response to his words, Prince Wazhen slumped to his seat, unconscious.

Everyone helped Prince Wazhen up, smiled apologetically, and then the banquet ended and they left.

When Cen Yuan took the lead, An Xia walked out of the hall, went around from another path, and quietly followed the people of the Vina tribe.

Shi Anxia whispered, "This Prince Wazhen must have been provoked by something."

"His sister was murdered by the second prince of Wan, Booth." Cen Yuan answered while pulling her in a winding way.

Shi Anxia was thinking, is Cen Yuan planning to win over this tribe? What does that have to do with Hong Que?

As soon as this thought came to her mind, she paused.

What did she see?

I saw a big red magpie...oh my god!

Except that it is taller and bigger, and its hair style is not like Beiyi's, its facial contours, eyes, nose and mouth are all those of Hongque.