"Hehe, please~!" The old man in red stroked his beard, not giving the crowd too much opportunity to see Wang Teng. He waved directly for Wang Teng to come in. The old man was bored with the people who were following him. He didn't look closely before going back.

As a result, of course, a group of people came back again, Wang Teng went to the end, entered the main hall, turned the corner door, Wang Teng followed the crowd to the front of a castle, this is a completely wooden attic, carved pillars and whitewashed buildings, vibrant, the paintings outside the building are also attractive, there is a plaque hanging on the attic on the top floor of the first floor, and the plaque also has a font that Wang Teng doesn't know, but after a closer look, a thought suddenly flashed in Wang Teng's mind, this font is the same as the one he had seen in the humble Zhai Mansion before, it was the poor family

However, I have never heard of such a school of Chinese calligraphy. "Come, please~!" The old man in red shouted to Wang Teng with a smile. Wang Teng came to his senses and followed the old man into the attic.

The first floor is the living room, the decoration of the atmosphere is very natural, the decoration inside is just some ordinary things, not luxury, before Wang Teng took a closer look, a group of people went up the stairs, Wang Teng naturally followed, what is the decoration on the second floor Wang Teng didn't even have time to look at it, only glanced at a string of beaded curtains and followed the crowd directly to the third floor.

Walking through the gate of the garden and walking in, Wang Teng only felt that his eyes suddenly opened up. It is a very spacious hall, some of which are decorated like tea rooms. However, if you look closely, some of them resemble a market in a flower house. Moving forward, it's a place for relaxation and entertainment.

The crowd walked over and sat down. As a long banquet for Yunjin, there was a small table in front of them. This table is made of mahogany and exudes fragrance. When they entered, they all took off their boots, dressed in their miserable snow-white clothes, knelt on their mats, and knelt on the ground in confusion, and looked around and found that there was still a place in the corner. Wang Teng immediately walked over and knelt down.

This practice of kneeling on the ground is exactly the etiquette of the guests of the royal banquet of the Xianglong Empire. Although Wang Teng received special training, he was extremely disgusted by this etiquette. Kneeling on his knees it is difficult to say, the blood on his calf is still not circulating. I really don't know how these old people knelt there and laughed with a pair of old legs.

The old man in red clothes saw that Wang Teng had found a place to sit down, he smiled on his face, and no longer cared about it, he sat in the main position, sitting on the right, Wang Teng looked down and found that there were two tables on the left and right sides of the old man, sitting on the left was the temple of Elder Guangjing, and the table on the right hand was empty, in front of the old man, on the left and right, a series of spreads, all the ebony tables were spread out, and there were less than ten people sitting in the hall, making it empty.

Wang Teng rolled his eyes and looked at his eyes again. There are four tall plates, each with a large bowl mouth and a handful of food inside. There are red and green meat dishes in various colors. However, this amount is really small. Wang Teng roughly estimated that if he ate his cheeks, these dishes would not be enough to eat twice. However, this noble banquet did not eat at all. Therefore, Wang Teng was just thinking about it.

In addition to the four small plates, there was also a pair of bowls and chopsticks on the table, plus a chic cup, the cup was square, much like a rice hat, but much smaller than that, almost as big as an ordinary cup, Wang Teng raised the cup curiously, stretched out his hand, and was surprised.

This looks like a wooden cup, the hand is completely metallic to the touch, and the weight is not light, when looking at the furnishings in front of Wang Teng, the rest of the people in this hall are looking at him, everyone is very curious, this young man who has never met before, what can be invited here by Principal Zhai, among all the people, only the old man in red is holding a cup, squinting slightly, and gently smelling the fragrance of tea, the imagination of this hall.

After he finished reading everything in front of him, Wang Teng raised his head. As a result, he raised his head and was startled. Both sides were staring at him intensely. Wang Teng looked at him with the cold wind on his back. Each of these characters who can sit here must be a superior at the same level as the old man in red. One can imagine how scary these people's eyes are. Wang Teng breathed a sigh of relief lightly, encouraging himself in his heart.

"Headmaster, won't you introduce this little friend?" Finally, the white elder who had the best personal relationship with the old man in red opened his mouth and broke the strange situation. The old man in white opened his mouth. Everyone turned their eyes to the old man in red, expecting to find the answer from the old man in red.

"Ahh This son and I met by chance, but I don't know his last name and where he came from. I don't know the truth. One night, I met this childe. Because he and I were destined friends, I invited him to chat. The old man in red stroked his beard and said.

As soon as the words fell, the old man in red let out a faint gasp, and they couldn't help but turn their gaze to Wang Teng again. They all wanted to see the young man. What's so special about him? In fact, when the old man in red only saw one side, he was very worried. In fact, Wang Teng himself wants to know this question. If he knew that everyone thought so, he might be willing to take it out and discuss it together.

After all, they are all people of that level, and they naturally have good kung fu. "Son, why don't you introduce yourself to everyone?" said the old man in red with a sip of tea.

Wang Teng quickly bent down and returned to the ceremony, and a clear voice returned: "The elder is ashamed of the young. I met him by chance so that I could be favored by the elders and meet the elders. This is a blessing for young people. In front of you, I don't want to mention the names of young people. "Hehe, good eloquence, come on, let's drink tea~!" The old man in red laughed twice, picked up the cup and signaled to the crowd, not caring about Wang Teng's refusal.

After all, everyone sitting here is a famous figure. Since people are reluctant to say it and look forward to it, that's too bad. So, when the old man signaled, people raised their cups and the tea fell into their stomachs. Wang Teng's arrival also broke the embarrassment, and they returned to the scene of the high-profile discussion. At that time, the whole hall was filled with sound and unconsciously became active.

Wang Teng pricked up his ears and listened for a while before losing interest, because all these high-level people were talking about elegant things. As far as Wang Teng's knowledge and knowledge were concerned, it was like listening to astronomy, he had to pretend to listen carefully, while his eyes peeked around in circles.

Although the etiquette of this aristocratic banquet, Wang Teng, has received professional training, this is the first time to officially attend. Therefore, he sat here and muttered in his heart, that small cup of tea was quickly taken by him, Wang Teng had four dishes with unique shapes, and he didn't dare to eat them, because Wang Teng didn't find chopsticks in the crowd. In this way, Wang Teng shouted after hearing the old man in red who was numb in his legs for a while: "Okay, the guests are almost ready, serve the food~!!"

"Yes, sir~!" I don't know where the reaction came from, Wang Teng only felt like the sound of nature, and he was finally able to change some other programs, because, the aristocratic banquet was served at the same time, and the song and dance performance was about to start, so that Wang Teng would not be bored.

At the beginning of the melodious music, Wang Teng looked up and looked around, but he did not see the players. He couldn't help but wonder. Where are the musicians hiding in such a large room? As Wang Teng looked in all directions, a group of elegant waiters walked in, each dressed in clothes fluttering like fairies, but holding a tray in his hand, and there were two plates in the tray, and next to the waiters, each waiter had a small table, and two horses walked in from the outside.

Accompanied by music, the servants quickly moved the coffee table in front of the crowd and placed it on the small table they had brought. Wang Teng watched intently, muttering in his heart, this table is smaller than the coffee table just now, and it can't hold a few dishes. I just muttered in my heart, and looked at Ding Ding under the table and touched it lightly, "Kawi", the table was automatically lengthened, and it became a standard dining table more than one meter long and half a meter wide.

The serving lasted for two sessions, and several rounds of waiters came to wash the dishes. After the waitress came out, the hall became spacious again, and Wang Teng had time to look at the plates on the table. There were a total of four servings of hot food and four servings of cold food on the table, a large plate and a small pot of soup, and after a closer look, Wang Teng knew how much it was. These dishes are of the highest standard and belong to the category of delicacy. As the son of the duke's family, Wang Teng naturally ate a lot of such dishes, but to Wang Teng's surprise, he didn't know about cold dishes. It is a plate of food that is divided into two layers, the upper layer is crystalline but looks dark. The next layer of oil is milky. These two layers of food appear to be slices of meat, but they are not. The color of the food is also the worst in the entire table. Wang Teng couldn't help but wonder how such a dish could be delicious. The old man in red screamed, then immediately bent down, bowed respectfully, and replied, "I didn't expect this to be a handsome young man from the Yan family in Liaoxi, old and rude. ”。

"The Yan family in Liaoxi?" Wang Teng muttered in his heart, what is it, how come he has never heard of it, looking at the change in the attitude of the old man in red, it seems that the Yan family in Liaoxi should not be taken for granted.

Then, the old man in white hurried to greet the three people led by the old man in blue. When he looked up, he saw only the black shadow that had not yet raised his head.