Chapter 248 is different

"Chenlin Mingde led all his colleagues to greet His Royal Highness Prince Jin, His Royal Highness Chitose Chitose. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Lin Mingde's voice was like a bell, and he was about to kneel after lifting his robe, but the man stretched out his hand and lifted it up far away, and said with a smile: "All the ministers are exempt, this palace is here to congratulate Lin Xiangguo on his birthday today at the will of my father, and it should be me who wants to worship Xiangguo." ”

His Royal Highness bowed his hand slightly, only bowing his head slightly, and Lin Mingde hurriedly knelt down on one knee and said, "It's time to torture the old minister." ”

"Please get up, please get up." His Royal Highness raised his hand and gently helped him, and Lin Mingde immediately stood up.

Lin Mingde bowed down and made a gesture of please, and said, "Your Highness, please." ”

"Xiangguo, please." His Royal Highness also made a gesture of please, and the two of them walked into the Xiangfu side by side with a smile, and Hou Xiaofeng followed them like a detached soul, feeling that neither foot could step on the ground, and both legs fluttered straight up.

He couldn't react at all, he couldn't believe his ears. Did you even talk to a figure like Prince Jin on the clouds?

Prince Jin also stood up for him and fought with others? My God, if this spreads, uh, I don't even dare to think about it.

Prince Jin, Your Royal Highness, the father of the family is the son of heaven.

Hou Xiaofeng is really going crazy, Zhou Ning helped him yesterday, he already feels like he is dreaming, he is an official who eats imperial grain, and the official master of Qipin County is sitting in the main hall.

To say that the seven-rank official is a sesame official means that the seven-rank is the lowest rank among all officials, and the authority of the seven-rank official is definitely not small, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the 'soil emperor'.

Hou Xiaofeng, a person whose life is about to be broken, how can he dare to expect someone who can climb the official family? Zhou Ning was already a big thick leg that he didn't dare to hug for him.

Who would have thought that he would meet the Third Highness today? Compared with the Third Highness, what kind of big thick leg is Zhou Ning? At best, it's a leg hair.

Hou Xiaofeng walked to the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion and looked back at the carriage and sedan chair, just now I thought that this carriage was very luxurious, but now I know that people are going out in a low-key manner.

There is not even a dragon pattern on the entire sedan chair, which is unwilling to reveal his identity, no wonder those subordinates only call him 'master'.

Hou Xiaofeng actually called the Third Highness a 'big brother', and when he thought about it, he oozed white sweat.

I don't know how far I walked through the house, I don't know how many winding corridors I have walked around, and Hou Xiaofeng didn't dare to look up to take a good look at the scenery of the Prime Minister's Mansion, so he followed all the way with his head down, except for his boots, he only saw his trouser legs.

"Your Highness, please take a seat." Walking into the East Flower Hall, Lin Mingde invited His Royal Highness to sit down.

The Third Highness naturally wanted to sit down to the chief, and he sat down gently: "There is a seat." Turning around, he saw Hou Xiaofeng respectfully holding the brocade box standing beside him, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the housekeeper of the Prime Minister's Mansion and said to Hou Xiaofeng: "Present the gift list." ”

"Yes" Hou Xiaofeng only said one word, his voice trembled, and he walked to the butler of the Prime Minister's Mansion with a slight tremble, and handed his hands forward, so nervous that he couldn't speak.

Fortunately, he didn't need to say anything, the butler of the Xiangfu naturally took the brocade box, and then looked at Lin Mingde quietly.

Lin Mingde waved his hand at the Third Highness: "The presence of the Third Highness is already to promote the old minister, how dare you accept the generous gift of Your Highness?" ”

"There is a way, courtesy is light, affection is heavy." Of course, it is impossible for His Royal Highness to come empty-handed to pay homage to his birthday, and it is impossible to take something and send it to him himself.

A gift list is given, and the gift is naturally sent to the prime minister's house and counted by the people in the prime minister's house. Lin Mingde couldn't take out the gift list in person, he waved his hand, and the housekeeper handed the brocade box to the people around him.

"As the saying goes, it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, so the old minister will be ashamed."

"Xiangguo is polite."

As he was talking, he suddenly heard two shouts in succession, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived!" "Cloud King Chitose has arrived! Lin Mingde's fart. Before the stock was next to the chair, he hurriedly ordered: "Welcome each other with joy!" ”

"Third Highness, forgive the old minister for missing his company."

"This palace will go with you."

One of the people who came was the brother of the three highnesses, and the other was the uncle of the three highnesses, and he had to go out to greet him when it came to national etiquette and family etiquette.

Hou Xiaofeng had to follow him step by step, and at this time he knew what it meant to have people outside the world and a sky outside the sky. originally thought that Xiangye was the biggest official besides the emperor.

As a result, in front of the three highnesses, the prime minister must also be respectful, speaking of the three highnesses is the prince, the prime minister is still one level worse.

The Third Highness is not an absolute peak, and there are two people who are even bigger than him at this time. The crown prince is the prince and the future emperor, and the king of Yun is the famous 'second son of heaven'.

In addition to the emperor's relatives and relatives, even the civil and military officials who came to celebrate his birthday were all senior officials of the fourth rank or above, and all of them were Beijing officials.

If there is an exception, there is probably only Zhou Ning who is an exception. Zhu Zigui was the only one in the hall wearing a seven-grade official uniform, which was extremely conspicuous among the many guests.

"Fart!" The man interrupted Xiao Er's words again: "Who is he. Mom is joking with you? If I ask you to pick it, you will pick it up for me immediately, and then break your dog's leg with nonsense. ”

Zhou Ning slowly drank a bowl of wine, gently put down the bowl, raised his hand to stop Xiao Er, who was about to speak, and slowly stood up: "If you come for wine, there is enough wine and food in the store." If you are here for the fighting spirit, you can choose the civil and martial arts, and Zhou will accompany you. ”

Zhou Ning is plainly dressed and has a well-proportioned figure, not too stout and not too delicate, with both the elegant posture of a scholar and the heroic spirit of a military man.

It's just that the man was wearing silk and satin, and Zhou Ning was wearing a coarse cloth gown, and the man saw that Zhou Ning's family was poor, and he was still dignified and arrogant, and he couldn't help but be angry.

"Whew! Do you deserve it too? The man said 'huh' and smashed Zhou Ning's head with a punch, Zhou Ning raised his hand and grabbed his fist and pushed forward, he stood unsteadily and stepped back, thanks to Xiao Er holding him, otherwise he would have to fall on his back and face the sky.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Ning still had kung fu on him, and he didn't dare to do it again if he couldn't sneak attack. He stabilized his body and thought about the couplet at the door, which seemed to be ordinary but not ordinary, and he was good enough to fight in civil and martial arts.

Stopping his hand and not being able to get over it, he glanced at the wine jar on the table, today this matter started because of wine, he rolled his eyes, and said to Zhou Ning: "Wen Dou sour, martial arts customs, today we will fight wine, whoever loses is the king." ”

"I don't drink with Wang Ba." It's okay to fight wine, but this bet doesn't make sense to Zhou Ning. "How about a bet of ten taels of silver?"

Ten taels of silver is enough to buy half a restaurant, and it is good for ordinary farmers to have an income of ten taels of silver a year, which can be regarded as a big gamble among the people.

The man glanced at Zhou Ning, not hiding his contempt at all.