Ling Xuan listened to Zhao Qingquan’s words and frowned slightly. “Your Highness wants to use chess moves for the son-in-law?”
Zhao Qingquan said, “That’s right. Please help me, Master.”
Ling Xuan fiddled with a Buddhist bead of his own and said, “I can’t help you with this.”
Zhao Qingquan stood up and asked, “Why? Now that Uncle Zhao’s residence is declining in Chang ‘an, the Zhao family’s ancestors are a famous aristocratic family. Now that they have the title of nobility, if I can become the son-in-law, I will definitely be able to restore the Zhao family, brother...”
Ling Xuan glared at Zhao Qingquan and said, “Amitabha. I have long entered Buddhism. There is only Ling Xuan here, not almsgiver’s elder brother.”
Zhao Qingquan said, “Auntie already knows about this. Can’t you help our Zhao family this time for Auntie’s sake?”
Ling Xuan closed his eyes and turned the Buddha Pearl in his hand, no longer paying attention to Zhao Qingquan.