Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"It's my fault that I'm in the same school as you. I'll let my father directly invite a teacher to teach alone. I don't want to see you crying every day. I didn't know that I thought that half of the Qin Dynasty had died collectively."

When crushing the aristocratic teenagers who were in love with their intelligence and eloquence, Mo Yan didn't seem to exclude Yan Ce from the ranks of losers. His eyes rested on him for a second, and the suspicion flashed in his eyes, and how much did he hide? very confused.

The circle of aristocrats is neither big nor small, and no one dares to say that they know all of them, but they should be familiar with most of them, but the boy in the black dress is really unfamiliar.

The Qin people favored black, stripping away the objective factors of culture and tradition, and rendering white clothes into black was the most cumbersome process, which made black clothes the most expensive, so black became the most noble color.

Black is not something everyone can wear, at least if it is the royal family. Although the conditions have been relaxed in recent years, high-ranking nobles can wear some black, so the children of Jiuqing, students of the Sangong, and relatives and friends of the royal family still know that Yan Ce is not a small family. Familiar.

But this boy doesn't pay attention to etiquette at all.

Stand like a log.

The fathers didn't correct their etiquette and posture properly, and they didn't look like arrogant and domineering nobles with no brains. They smiled like...like visiting the neighbor's house next door?

This is the outer court, the outer court of the royal palace. Although it is not an important place of authority, it is also a place that only senior officials are qualified to enter. If it is reported to the king for etiquette reasons, or is seen by His Royal Highness Fusu, do you still want to win the favor of the prince?This is simply to give up.

The scrupulous girl was a little disgusted with the "self-defeating" Yan Ce, but she didn't show it, she just dropped Yan Ce from the love brain level to a loser.

The grandson of the Zheng family of the Jiuqing Zong, on the surface, sings about the goodness of Shangjun Dafa, but in fact, he is the young son of the noble Bai family who has been hereditary for 200 years... At least he is still working hard. People who don't work hard want to own the sky and want to fart.

Not a word was said.

It's like the self-abased boy who used the sun to disguise the sad heart with excess self-esteem in order to prevent showing timidity, and stay with this group of aristocratic groups who have never repented and formed an anti-Soviet system, to show the tragic failure of them, so that they can make themselves feel good about their failures. reason.

So, if you beat your fiancé to win the beauty at the moment before you get married, you have to have my life up to you. How can His Royal Highness Fusu like you if you are so easy-going?

Mo Yan glanced at Yan Ce, who was waving and smiling. The most noble Xuanyi dress was blind for nothing. He deliberately showed himself as ignorant of etiquette, just like Xiaobai who is used to carelessness. If it wasn't for the sunshine Temperament, this is really worthless.

"My friend, why don't you join the case with me, and I'll introduce you to some influential fathers."

"..."

Yan Ce was a little distracted, staring at Qingsi flashing past the banquet hall, not paying attention to the youngsters who wooed him.

Perhaps it was precisely because the young man sent out a signal of extremely low danger that the small anti-Soviet faction immediately accepted Yan Ce, who had given up competing for the prince's favor, and had a sense of confidant that they hated seeing each other late.

Heh, a group of piglets...

Thinking of this, she took the initiative to stay away from the group of idiots who were in love with her, feeling a little lonely and alone in the world.

As for the side, the childish, big-breasted little whores trying to catch Kaizi are showing a noble and white lotus posture, inadvertently the ball on the chest is raised, serious, dignified and elegant strictly conforms to the indicators in the Book of Rites.

In fact, I just want to find an honest person to take over, and there may be a few corrupt noble girls who are one or two months old hidden in their stomachs, and all of them are rotten.

It is natural to choose someone who is sunny and capable, and it is best to have a high-quality spare tire who doesn't mind that the child is different from him. For example, that silly sunny boy is very suitable to take over.

Then, Mo Yan sighed, she was extremely uncomfortable with the current aristocratic social circle, and the harsh family education made it even more impossible for her to choose to join forces with others, while like-minded noble girls are all silly and sweet.

When she saw Yan Ce's dazed look, she shook her head again, and it seemed that she hadn't been beaten by Qin's aristocracy.

Gradually, Prime Minister Wang Hui followed the various cumbersome etiquettes of the week, praised His Highness Fusu, the host of the banquet, and then humbled himself with despicableness. The solemn and powerful voice echoed in the sky. Bottom, invited guests enter the banquet hall in a formal welcome.

The quaint banquet hall is decorated with expensive decorations from the Seven Kingdoms and Kyushu. Countless cases are placed in order. The bronze tripod stands in the center. The remnants of tens of millions of years, the soul of civilization, have no actual value, let alone be measured by value.

"This is a wok for cooking meat."

Yan Ce asked softly, the voice was not loud but could be heard clearly by those around.

Gongsun coughed lightly and said, "How about... my friend, can you read the inscription on this tripod again?"

Mo Yan feels that this is just a commoner wearing a dress and sneaking in, otherwise how could he not even recognize Jiuzhou Ding.

This is common sense, my friend!

She tried not to look contemptuously, and explained indifferently: "...This colleague, although he looks like a rising tripod, this is one of the Kyushu tripods cast during King Yu's time. Please think hard before speaking."

Mo Yan really couldn't bear to break Yan Ce's self-esteem, so he calmly analyzed: "King Yu cast the Kyushu tripod to symbolize the world of Kyushu, and later there was a Nine Ding to symbolize the emperor, but now one of the Nine Dings is placed in the middle, precisely because His Royal Highness Fusu wanted to Let the prime minister know her determination to fight against her, and at this time the prime minister has arrived in the hall, but His Royal Highness Fu Su has not yet appeared, which fully verifies this point."

This point can be easily judged by looking at the cautious expressions of the parents. How did this young man see that this is a stew for the big guys.

Mo Yan sighed, it was scary to fall in love with his brain.

A group of bewildered noble boys and girls suddenly realized.

then.

Hiding behind the scenes, he glanced at the embarrassed Yan Ce inadvertently.

A servant leaned over in the room of the hall, then showed a complex expression of astonishment and bewilderment, and finally bowed his head as if resigned to fate.

Not long after, the maids kept their polite smiles and poured beef and mutton into the Kyushu cauldron.

What the hell!

"!!!"

All the noble boys and girls present were dumbfounded.

Kyushu Ding Boiled Pork!

pS: It was updated today, I forced a make-up test today, and I was notified yesterday, I didn’t even have time to ask, and I was beaten and said, it’s unreasonable! ! !Crying, crying, crying.

Chapter 170 Tea Banquet (4)

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