Dawn Sleep

On the second long dining table in the banquet hall, a pair of brown-haired aristocratic father and son sat.

Patriarch Brandon and Young Master Brandon stared at Jiang Jianming as if they had seen a ghost, their faces red and blue at times, very colorful.

From yesterday to today, it has been a nightmare for the Brandon family.

The second child of the Brandon family is usually used to being arrogant, and he goes in and out of high-end places like West Galaxy Street. People recognize his face and the name of the Brandon family. Even without guards, no one dares to offend.

Who would have expected that yesterday when he came back with a bruised nose and a swollen face, he would actually say that he was beaten by a disabled human civilian? ?

And his two useless attendants froze on the spot in shock, allowing the culprit to leave gracefully.

——To be honest, Patriarch Brandon didn’t believe it at all at first. He only thought that this incompetent kid was doing mischief outside again, and he was taught a lesson when he provoked some important people who shouldn’t be messed with.

until the video went viral.

The Second Young Master Brandon was already overly frightened, and he finally recuperated, and he was helped out of the treatment cabin.

As a result, when I opened the Empire Intelligence Network, I saw a short video of myself being thrown to the ground and stomped on the face by a crippled human that was wildly circulated at first glance.

In the video, disabled human commoners can see that they are chic and calm even though their faces are slapped, while the new human nobles show their ugly appearance from being superior.

The screams when he fell to the ground, the raised buttocks, the terrified eyes, the flesh on the face that was trampled into a ball... The edited video, which lasted more than a minute, showed this ugliness nakedly in front of the citizens of the empire .

Poor Second Young Master Brandon, who is used to domineering, his face and neck were flushed purple on the spot. He pointed at the video and shook his whole body. He held back for a few seconds without saying a word. past.

What a shame, what a shame!

This kind of shame is enough for him to lose his head in Aslan for the rest of his life.

The Second Young Master Brandon did not dare to attend this banquet.And the Patriarch Brandon and the young master always had a stiff smile on their faces, wanting to die of shame and indignation——I don't know how many people secretly cast weird glances at them, making them feel like a thorn in their backs.

They haven't figured out how to torture this cowardly pariah to death, but Jiang Jianming actually appeared at the banquet like a ghost!

Brandon and his son were puzzled. How did he, a commoner, get in?

"My God, Jiang, you..."

Bei Maner hurried over with her skirt in her hand. She was also dressed up today, but she walked quickly to Jiang Jianming, who was being stared at by all kinds of disdainful eyes, without any scruples: "You really deserve to be you."

Jiang Jianming was eating a salad with a fork. He accurately forked a cherry tomato in a small plate of lettuce, lettuce, purple cabbage and other vegetables. Hearing the sound, he looked up and smiled: "Maner? Don't stay with me soon, the occasion is special , too much for you..."

Bei Man'er turned around and said happily: "Dad! This is what I call a friend!"

Jiang Jianming: "..."

—Oh, it seems Bemann brought him in.

Young Master Brandon immediately understood. He turned his head and saw the stiff and embarrassed face of the Patriarch of the Bei family, and secretly mocked in his heart.

What a stupid woman, offended Patriarch Lance this time, no...you don’t need to offend, as long as Patriarch Lance frowned because of the rudeness of the common people, even if the Bei family is a meritorious noble, life will not be easy in the future up.

"Oh, it's Xiao Jiang."

Over there, instead, it was the head of the Tang family who came over with a wine glass first. The middle-aged man smiled at Jiang Jianming, "You have taken care of my worthless little son."

"Major General Tang." Jiang Jianming stood up, raised his glass and made a toast, "It's nothing, Tang Zhen has been taking care of me all these years."

Beiman'er's father had no choice but to come forward, politely greeted Jiang Jianming, and then pulled Beimaner away.

He went to the corner and whispered to his daughter: "This is too inappropriate, Man'er, if you want to bring a friend in, you must at least buy clothes for him."

"Ah?" Bei Man'er was confused, "I didn't bring him in... Strange, I thought it was Major General Tang who brought him in."

It's a pity that Young Master Brandon didn't hear Miss Bei's puzzled murmur.

He only saw the heads of the Bei family and the Tang family, each of them walked up and said a word or two before leaving, and even more believed that the two families had "turned over"—look, it is embarrassing to bring in untouchables who don't understand etiquette It's big.

Brandon stepped forward with confidence.

At the corner of the dining table, Jiang Jianming was extending his knife and fork to a plate of red wine stewed dairy cows, when suddenly a shadow fell in front of him.

He raised his head again helplessly, and first saw a dark gold badge pinned on the dress.

——The military emblem of Jinrilun.

More than 60 years have passed since the founding war, and the atmosphere of respecting military merits in the empire is still very strong, but the spirit of soldiers who really endure hardships and stand hard work and advocate diligence and thrift has begun to fade.

So people often wear military badges and medals on their dresses to show their reputation and status.

Holding a wine glass, the young master of Brandon's family stood in front of Jiang Jianming with a mocking smile on his face.

He bowed slightly, and the military emblem of the Golden Rilun Imperial Guard flashed on his chest with the movement.

"Good wine, to this maverick friend."

Young and old Brandon pressed one hand on the dining table beside Jiang Jianming, grinned unhurriedly, and raised his glass sarcastically.

"It's my fault for being ignorant. It's the first time I saw such an outstanding gown. I couldn't help but go up and ask... Which style is this, and where is it made by the master?"

Jiang Jianming ate his dinner indifferently, "...the craftsmanship of a small workshop must not catch your eyes."

The military emblem of the golden sun wheel made him feel dazzling, and even made him want to screw this guy off.

More eyes gathered in the hall, all of them were spectators.

Bei Man'er was about to step forward, but her father held her hand, "Dad!"

The head of the Bei family shook his head and said disapprovingly: "Maner, don't be willful, this time your friend is too impolite. Don't be afraid, Brandon and the others don't dare to make a big fuss about the banquet at the Lance family. .”

"—Small workshop? My friend, don't be kidding me. Are untouchables and small workshop crafts worthy of appearing at Lord Lance's dinner?"

At the dining table, Brandon lowered his head and looked down at the black-haired young man sitting, using this action to cover up the sternness in his eyes and the sneer at the corner of his mouth.

He said in a volume that only two people could hear, "It's you, the untouchable on West Yinhe Street."

"Don't rush to be arrogant, we have already checked you...Jiang Jianming, huh? A mere graduate of Kaios, you are a bit bold."

"Thank you, it's okay," Jiang Jianming said plainly, "but if you take Brother Ling as your standard, I might be too courageous. Did my rudeness scare him that day?"

As he spoke, he picked up a small piece of beef cubes dripping with sauce with a silver fork, and suddenly chuckled.

"I really want to apologize to him again, but it seems that I didn't see Brother Ling at the banquet."

Jiang Jianming: "Excuse me, did he go to the bathroom?"

Before the words were finished, Young Master Brandon's face had turned livid.

"The untouchables who don't eat fine wine for toasting!" He cursed in a low voice, raised his hand and poured the wine glass, and the full red wine poured down on Jiang Jianming's head!

Already the noble ladies around were screaming softly.When it was too late, Jiang Jianming kicked his boots on the ground, stood up holding the plate in front of him, and took two steps back at the same time.

Wow... The red wine almost fell off his hair.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jiang Jianming's expression did not change.

He stood upright, holding the plate in one hand and the silver fork in the other, calmly put the beef cubes into his mouth, and chewed slowly.

It is indeed a collision of high-end ingredients, high-end sauces and high-end chefs, and it is extremely delicious.

Brandon: "..."

Surrounding audience: "..."

Brandon held up his glass in disbelief, and the red wine was still dripping down.

Immediately, an embarrassing atmosphere diffused together with the smell of red wine.

It was subtle enough that the splash of wine was dodged so thoroughly.

Unexpectedly, after the other party dodged, he didn't even look at him, and his expression didn't change for a moment...

Ugh, stand there and continue eating! ?

Among the onlookers, a young man rubbed his eyebrows blankly: "Am I out of my mind? How do I feel..."

The girl covered her shy face: "He's so cute."

Jiang Jianming heard it, but he couldn't understand it.

——He was obviously just serious about eating, but this group of nobles were just too full to eat, and everything looked cute.

Jiang Jianming took two steps to the side with the plate in his hand, and sat down again on a seat that was not splashed by the red wine.Continue to eat.

The young onlookers got excited, and couldn't help but say to the girl beside him, "Have you seen that video? It must be him, who was provoked by Brandon without knowing it, and took the communication seriously."

The girl blushed even more: "It's him, he's really cute and handsome."

Jiang Jianming swallowed the food in his mouth, and then stretched out the knife and fork to a plate of mashed potatoes with cheese and cheese baked to a golden brown and slightly burnt.

——Eden Star City fed you too full, and he was obviously saving Aslan at that time.

"you……"

Brandon stood there glaring, his face turning from livid to purple, just like his brother before he passed out.

At this moment, he also personally felt the humiliation his younger brother felt on West Yinhe Street——

When he realized that his existence and threats were not even as important as a bite of dinner in the eyes of this commoner.

Endless anger rushed into Brandon's mind instantly.

His background, his talent, his military position, and all the privileges and honors he was born to have—that made him never, and never imagined, that one day, he would be hit on the face with such a big shame .

a commoner.

He squeezed the glass in his hand tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand popped.

A pariah, a creature that should look up to itself all the time, something that should live in the mud, in the stinking ditch...

Brandon's eyes were bloodshot, and his breathing was getting heavier... How dare he, why would he dare...

Under the rage, all etiquette has been left behind.Brandon even forgot that he was at the banquet of the honorable Lance's family. He rushed forward two steps and raised the wine glass in his hand——

This guy is finished, Brandon thought as he dropped it.

A crippled human being, even if he can avoid the splash of wine, can he still be intact under the swing of his majestic Jinrilun soldiers?

Jiang Jianming lowered his eyes.

He didn't look at the glass utensils that whistling dropped.

When the exclamation was accompanied by the sound of the wind, the first and only remnant crystal officer in Yin Beidou's history raised his wrist.

All he had in his hand was a silver fork.

The silver fork stabbed out, drawing a sharp trajectory.

Ding--……!

With a crisp sound, the wine glass was smashed into scattered pieces.

Time seemed to be stretched countless times at this moment.

The three sharp tips of the silver fork were bathed in the extravagant light of the chandelier, piercing the air, passing through the flying glass shards, and zooming in on Brandon's terrified eyes!

"Bitch, pariah!"

The glass was dropped from his hand, and Brandon held his head and exclaimed, "How dare you-ah!!!"

tear.

It was the sound of cloth being torn.

The music stopped, and even the conversation at the most exclusive table was interrupted, almost all eyes of the audience were focused here.

People nearby saw that a golden sun wheel military emblem flew up, landed on the floor with a jingle, and jumped high again.

Under the extravagant light, this badge that symbolizes honor and loyalty draws an arc of golden afterimage, jumps several times, and finally rolls to the puddle of red wine just spilled on the ground.

It stops at expensive red wine.

In a trance, it was like sleeping in a pool of blood of a real martyr.

Young Master Brandon shook, and sat down on the ground with a pale face, his teeth were chattering, and his whole body was shaking.

At that moment just now, he suddenly saw the killing intent attacking like a devil's giant claw, piercing his heart.

Brandon raised his hand dripping with cold sweat, and his chest was intact.

It's just that the exquisite and expensive dress was torn a hole by a fork, and the original golden sun wheel badge disappeared.

His lips trembled, and he raised his ashen face.

Just... what happened?

"A military badge of the Golden Sun Wheel."

On the dining table, Jiang Jianming was still sitting there, and the aura just now was fleeting like a dream.

The young man lowered his pale wrist indifferently, the silver fork held by his fingers rested on the corner of the table, and a drop of red wine as bright as blood fell from the tip of the fork.

"You too?"