Ling Youyou slept until he woke up naturally. Rong Hao didn't know where to get a sumptuous breakfast, it had already been set up and it was still hot. There are still no half people around the lake, and most of them are also Rong Hao's hands and feet. However, these are not within the scope of Ling Youyou's attention, she is in a good mood today, although she had a bad dream last night, she is used to it, and her heart is strong enough.

The two tacitly finished breakfast before walking leisurely in the direction of the palace. That's right, it's walking, walking. It took an hour and a half to walk from the outskirts of the city to the palace, just in time for lunch, so you must have counted the two of you.

When the two of them came to the palace gate, they saw a chubby old man sitting under the umbrella of Huang Luo, stretching his neck to watch. It looks like I've been waiting for a long time, but in fact, I've just arrived.

I saw two people swaggering and slowly approaching. The old man immediately put a gentle smile on his face, got up, stepped out of the chariot, and greeted him.

The two national teachers have high mana, and no one in the country can match them. The two national teachers have extraordinary backgrounds, and they must have special skills, which may be able to meet his needs. A master like a national teacher may not meet him in his life, and it is really a great fortune for the Liefeng Kingdom to appear at once. As long as the national teacher can make these two people happy, it will definitely be of great benefit.

Therefore, he condescended to meet the requirements of the nobles, and personally came to the palace gate to wait. For the sake of his sincerity, the master will definitely look up to him.

The old man thought so.

When he saw two people who were like immortals, walking towards him, the old man said that he was not waiting in vain.

"These two are the masters from Xianshan, and the widow has been waiting for a long time. Come on, come on, come here, please. The widow had already prepared a banquet and waited for the two to be seated. ”

The lord of the country has let go of his identity.

Rong Hao arched his hand casually, and he could afford to be worshiped by the lord of the country as he was. Ling Youyou didn't even intend to put the mortal country lord in his eyes, he smiled and nodded, even if he had said hello.

Following the lord of the country, the people who have been serving all the year round couldn't look past it, and scolded with a sharp voice, "Presumptuous, how can you be so rude in front of Your Majesty, and you don't want to kowtow to Your Majesty and admit your mistakes." ”

Ling Youyou glanced at him casually, he didn't plan to take it to heart, you were a guest at someone's house, and you were barked twice by the dog, why bother.

Rong Hao was born to be a wife protector, dare to yell at his woman, and never spare him.

"What is this, barking nonsense? Lord Xi, this is your dog."

A word of ice bumps, the teeth of the people at the frozen scene chattered. The old man glared angrily at the ignorant inner supervisor, "Come on, pull this fool down." ”

Anyway, he is his own personal person, and he is more satisfied, so he played a slippery head, and let people pull it down to calm the anger of the distinguished guests.

Rong Hao didn't have to find trouble with a minion, but warned the guy who didn't have long eyes, don't provoke it. Sure enough, seeing this battle, all the king's followers understood. As long as they are kings, then nothing is wrong with them.

The old man led the two people all the way to the hospitality hall. The people who had been waiting inside for a long time stood up in unison, knelt down, and shouted slogans. The old man waved his hand, and the people in the hall stood up, bowed in line, and waited for the old man to sit down, and they dared to sit down.

Among the crowd, Xi Hong, the only familiar one, was in front, and it was the two of them who peeked over, and their faces were black to the bottom of the pot. In the morning, he was called to the palace by the king to entertain important guests, and he came with a wounded face, and waited for most of the time, waiting for him to be the culprit.

Xi Hong almost jumped up angrily, after these two monsters hurt him, they were going to run to the palace to harm his father, which was absolutely unbearable. Xi Hong clenched his fists and took a brave step forward.

"Father, my son has something to say."

The old man frowned, if there is anything good to say at this time, no matter how important it is, you can put it away, and I don't look at what the focus is today.

The old man waved his hand impatiently, "If you have anything to say, you will be after the banquet." ”

Xi Hong hurriedly took another step forward, "Father, these two are demons, and they can't lure wolves into the room." ”

The old man's beard was puffed up, "Hu Jacket, these two people are masters in the world, how can you be falsely accused." Come on, the eldest prince is not very sick today, so he quickly helped him down to find the imperial doctor. ”

glanced at Xi Hong, and hurriedly smiled at Rong Hao and Ling Youyou, "My son is not feeling well these days, and he often talks nonsense, so don't be surprised by the two masters." ”

It's no wonder, I hit and hit, laughed and laughed, and I didn't care at all about the two sentences.

Ling Youyou smiled slightly, "It's okay." ”

Xi Hong was angry and anxious, struggling to get rid of the shackles of the inner prison, shouting at the top of his voice, "Father, don't be bewitched by demons." They are really not people, you take a closer look at the woman's face on the face of Sister Zhou Guogong, but she is not Sister Guogong at all. If the father doesn't believe it, he can let Zhou Guogong identify it. ”

The old man really wanted to kick this son into a parabola, "Shut up, national teacher, these two are masters in the world, if you talk nonsense, the widow will not be spared." ”

The inner supervisor who pulled Xi Hong quietly advised, "Your Highness, Your Highness, farewell, don't anger the masters." ”

While persuading, he sped up and dragged Xi Hong, who was jumping, out.

A few of the rest of the people in the hall were dressed like princes and craned their necks to watch, half gloating, half staring blankly, not knowing what was happening.

The old man invited the two of them to sit down, and casually introduced a group of sons, seven or eight, the most seven or eight years old, not sensible, under the service of Gong Rao, like a piece of wood, except for the eyeballs that would turn, nothing else dared to move.

Ling Youyou glanced at these princes, and finally understood why Xi Hong's kind of brain could become the crown prince, but it was really his competitors who didn't give him a long face.

The second prince is a crooked mouth, the third prince is a cross-eyed, the fourth prince looks like a demented face, and he is not shrewd at first glance, the fifth prince has a black birthmark on his face, and the sixth prince looks good, but he is a cripple, and the remaining few are still old, and the appearance is okay, but it is like being angry for many years, shrinking his head and not daring to breathe, and he has no interest at first glance.

Lao Wang is not easy, he must have died of sadness after giving birth to so many strange things.

The old man made a useless opening remark, and then entered the meal session, during which no one was verbose, after all, food is silent. In fact, the old man, who was the lord of the country, wanted to order something, but Ling Youyou was too attentive to eating, and he didn't dare to disturb it.

It wasn't until Ling Youyou was satisfied with his meal and glanced up that he found that the old man was looking at him with a very kind gaze. And his sons glared at her with a very curious look, as if she had snatched their beloved toy. Ling Youyou couldn't help but cough dryly, and turned his eyes to look at Rong Hao. ，，，

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