"The hand posture should be relaxed, it should be natural, it should not be stiff like a piece of wood, yes, relax, that's all."

"The head must not be raised excessively, and stilted legs are absolutely forbidden behavior, your eyes ...... You don't have to stare into other people's eyes all the time, it can be very stressful. It's best to do this when you're giving your opinion, or when you're listening. ”

"The most important thing is to keep your clothes tidy at all times, and never sit on wooden railings or dirty places! The servant can give you laundry, but your image can only be noticed by yourself! ”

……

A stern female voice rang out from a bright and spacious room, and the black-haired boy honestly corrected his sitting posture according to the words spoken by the silver-haired woman opposite, and his attentive appearance could hardly have been learned.

It was only more than two months of contact that the Duchess basically understood the laziness of this character - every time she learned etiquette here, she seemed to be very perfect, but in fact, when he really left the course, he casually seemed to have never learned those things at all, which made people feel helpless.

Of course, since this man was not yet seven years old, this situation was actually quite normal, or the boy was good enough, but Madame Ellerly felt that her husband's adoptive brother could do better, but her mind was not on it.

"I understand your feelings, Lan Li, it's tiring to maintain a ceremonial sitting posture at all times, but as long as you get used to them, as long as you turn them into your own habits, then everything will be natural, you should try to do this, and I believe you can do it more easily."

Except for the serious female voice, there was not the slightest noise in the spacious room. Outside the window, the autumn breeze blows in with the withered yellow leaves, and makes a trivial sound on the nearby paintings.

Standing in Mill's portrait is a man and a woman, the man is dressed as Mace, Duke of Riverlands. Tyrell, the woman is naturally the Duchess in front of her. Dressed in silver hair and a short skirt, the lifelike portrait hangs on a pale green feather bed, surrounded by casual and natural furnishings.

Obviously, this is the residence of the Duchess and Duchess.

In the past, the Blue Rite Society came here with Vilas, the heir of the High Court, and his younger brother to learn aristocratic etiquette, but at this time, he was the only one left who was "opened a small stove" alone.

……

The teaching lasted for a long time, until it was getting dark outside, and a big-breasted young wet nurse hurried in with a crying baby girl in her arms.

"Madame, think of a way, Miss Margaery has been crying all the time, and I can't coax it."

The nurse's anxious voice was accompanied by the sharp cry of the baby girl, which made the Duchess, who was still full of seriousness before, run over nervously, and Lan Li on the side also approached and looked curiously at the pink baby in the swaddling clothes, the only feeling was that it was a little ugly.

"It's not a small voice." Muttering secretly, Lan Li bowed appropriately to the Duchess, and then when he walked out of the room, he met another being who was also close to "him" in his memory.

The beautiful young boy with big eyes with thick brown hair was led by another nurse to stand outside the door at this time, and when he saw the black-haired boy walking out, he greeted him with a milky voice.

"Brother Nanri."

"Call uncle." Lan Li said correctively.

"Brother?"

The child asked blankly, not seeming to understand the meaning of the word uncle.

Lan Li rubbed his head when he heard this, causing the other party to smirk, but he happened to be heard by the duchess in the room who was anxious because of her daughter's crying, so she glanced at him.

The child was so frightened that he hurriedly closed his mouth, and the black-haired boy had no intention of teasing the little, and after coughing dryly, he turned around and hurried away.

Many of the servants in the hallway greeted him respectfully when they saw him, and occasionally met members of the Tyrells' branch, who were also polite to him.

Lan Li returned the salute in turn.

……

The life of the High Court was simple but fulfilling, after getting up in the morning for breakfast, going to the Bachelor's Tower to study language and history, and then rushing to the Duchess with two friends to learn aristocratic etiquette.

In the afternoons, Lan Li occasionally went to the government hall at the very front of the castle to listen to the Duke of Metz deal with the affairs of his vassals and knights, and more often practiced his profession as a bard.

When he has a dinner party in the evening, he will attend the dinner party, and when he is not, he hides in the room and reads, the gloves are very useful, and the occasional accident on his left hand can basically keep him calm at this time, and more often it is peaceful.

Last month, his sixth-year-old naming day had quietly arrived, and no one had been told, but the Tyrells seemed to have known that the silver-haired Duchess's celebratory dinner was pompous and enthusiastic.

Master Clerson of Storm's End also wrote him a letter after Naming Day, congratulating him on his new year and asking him about his studies. The old man is now assisting Storm's End in managing the affairs of the Stormlands on behalf of the City Lord, and Stannis, the Duke of the Stormlands, has been in King's Landing and has not returned.

Lan Li's territory, Dragonstone Island also has a letter from the raven to report the basic situation, a bachelor named Kans handwritten, Kans is a bachelor newly assigned to the school city after Lan Li was knighted, I have never seen others, and I have never heard of this name, but the letters he wrote are concise and to the point, sharp and decisive.

In short, there is basically nothing to worry about in the outside world, and now he only needs to concentrate on staying in the high court, the head of the river bend, to grow and learn in peace, or do experiments.

This is very much in line with Lan Li's wishes.

Life in the castle is also without twists and turns, but he always can't sleep well every once in a while, because he always feels that someone is sleeping next to him, but he suddenly wakes up a few times to explore but finds no trace of anyone......

He didn't make much progress on the left-handed experiment, because he was still worried that the second release would affect him, so he had been hoping for something like the grass last time, but it didn't.

It may be that wearing gloves restricts the exertion of that energy, or that the imprint has been emitting replacement energy during this time, rather than an anomaly, but in any case, there has been little progress in related experiments.

After more than two months of study, his etiquette has improved from the original LV1 to LV2, and the long-term study of history has not allowed him to acquire any historical skills, but one day quietly has a legend LV1.

The language aspect is a big project, and there will be no movement for a while, and aside from the studies on the surface, the magic science he is learning by himself at this time is also confused.

In the continent of Westeros, there is not much information about magic, and if it weren't for the huge library of the High Court, he probably wouldn't have been able to find even a single book on it.

However, even if there were professional books, he seemed to be at a loss, because they contained all kinds of technical terms and a bunch of paragraphs with difficult meanings.

The only thing he can be sure of is that there are no supernatural energies such as magical elements in this world, and the sorcerers who arrange rituals and cast spells are not connected to some kind of power in nature.

It's God.

Rahlo, the Lord of Light, the Three Gods, the Black Goat, Semothy and Siceso, the Lord of the Sky, the Lady of the Waves, the Stone Ox of Pharos......

Except for the Lord of Light, Lan Li is very unfamiliar with each name, and there is no existence of these gods in the Westeros continent, the belief in the Seven Gods occupies this ancient land, and the only heresy belongs to the old gods of the north.