A man in a ceremonial dress stepped out of the carriage, neatly dressed in aristocratic manners. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Why didn't Du Lu come to pick me up?" Fang Zhen looked at this ordinary-looking man. I found that he was standing very straight, and he was a little taller.

"Because Young Master Dulu, as the heir of the viscount, must receive guests, it is inconvenient to come to pick you up, I hope Mr. Solomon can understand. The man in the dress bowed his head slightly, and his attitude was neither arrogant nor humble.

"In that case, let's go. Fang Zhen pursed his lips and said indifferently.

Thundergrass is a border city bordering the Three Kingdoms of Razor, and its lord is appointed by the Aslan Empire, but in the city he is under the orders of a nobleman who has the right to rule, that is, Viscount Morik. The average nobleman would build his house or castle in the city. The Morik family is an exception. Since they received the title, they have worked hard to climb to the rank of viscount, and have been living in the mountains and plains not far from Thundergrass City, and have occupied a large area of land and built a huge manor.

After all, the Molik family made their fortune by growing thunder grass.

When Fang Zhen went out of the city in the carriage and saw those city guards looking at the carriage respectfully, he really felt the class difference of the aristocratic rule.

The rule of aristocratic fiefs has always been the mainstream of the Baimeng Continent. It is said that even the rulers of the pre-Carboniferous period followed this method of rule. By the middle of the Carboniferous period, a number of religious states and alliances emerged, and new ways of governing were introduced.

At present, only the Hasari Empire and the Aslan Empire continue to rule with noble fiefdoms, so commoners or officials are respectful to the nobles, and even if they are subject to imperial laws, the nobles still have certain privileges of amnesty for crimes. No wonder so many nobles are arrogant, especially the sons of nobles who study at Samikina Academy.

A theocratic empire is ruled by the Church, and the bishop of each city or region is the supreme power. There is no aristocracy, only a hierarchy of believers.

The Binus Community, on the other hand, is only the lord of each city, which is the supreme power, and is not interfered with in the internal affairs of the Union. There is also no aristocracy.

The clatter of horses' hooves was especially loud under the clear and quiet night sky, and the Olive Moon looked at the earth and remained silent.

Even in the carriage, the young man opposite Fang Zhen remained silent, except for beckoning Fang Zhen to get into the car, he didn't say a word.

Fang Zhen didn't bother to talk too much to this kind of aristocratic servant, not to mention that the other party didn't know himself at all.

The long-eared carriage walked quickly, but the carriage did not sway too much, which showed that the carriage was not an ordinary cargo.

Out of the city, there are shadows of trees on both sides of the road, and the moonlight gradually appears, the moonlight of the olive moon is not olive, but a bright hazy white light, so Fang Zhen can see the evening night outside the car window, which makes people can't help but think about it.

Fang Zhen realized that when he came to this world and participated in a banquet in the actual sense for the first time, he couldn't help but be a little curious, would it be the same as the earth? Then there are dancing, charity auctions and whatever, and of course, the men and women who look at each other go to the grass or the upstairs room to talk about their hearts.

However, these were extremely boring for him.

After about a quarter of an hour, finally, after passing through the fields of blue plants, I saw a village of lights in the distance. But it wasn't a village, it was Viscount Molik's manor, the Thundergrass Manor.

"Mr. Solomon, I'm sorry I can't pick you up, so forgive me for the inconvenience. Fang Zhen got out of the car, and before he had time to admire the manor complex in this article, Du Lu put on a gown, sparkled down the stairs, and smiled.

The jewel is worthy of being a noble baby, and it is unbearable. Fang Zhen secretly despised himself.

Fang Zhen shrugged his shoulders and said it didn't matter. Then he raised his head and looked at the palace in front of him, which was only three floors but had the size of a gymnasium. Not far from the palace, there are village-like houses, but they look like fortresses, and they are probably the residences of farm workers.

"Mr. Solomon, what you are wearing is really ...... It's so tasteful!I've never seen this kind of robe!" Du Lu noticed what Fang Zhen was wearing tonight.

"It's called a trench coat, my exclusive outfit. It was an old tailor from 'Tiansha' who made it for me. ”

Fang Zhen lightly patted the gray that seemed to exist on his shoulder, as if he deliberately ignored the enchantment of this windbreaker with black lines on a white background with a cleansing effect.

"Trench coat? It turned out to be called a trench coat. Could it be the old tailor of the 'Tiansha'? could it be the ......" Du Lu thought about it, and suddenly became surprised, looking at Fang Zhen's trench coat in disbelief.

"Okay, don't be so surprised, you're still not the son of a nobleman, do you have such a reception for guests, do you want to leave me here for the night?" Fang Zhen took out the magic clock, which showed that it was already dark in the evening.

"Oh, yes, yes, I'm really sorry, Mr. Solomon, I was surprised. This side please. "Durroux performed aristocratic etiquette and made a gesture of invitation.

Fang Zhen nodded, and walked into the palace with a five-meter-high door side by side with Du Lu.

The two guards at the gate of the palace looked at each other. Because they were very curious about Fang Zhen's identity, not only did they come in their own carriage, but they were also so familiar with the young master, not to mention that, the young master also specially performed aristocratic etiquette. This is the treatment that the city lord can't get when he comes.

The interior decoration of the palace is very special, according to Du Lu, it is a traditional mixture of Razor and Aslan, although it is difficult to describe, but Fang Zhen feels that it can be summed up in eight words.

It is angular and will pierce people.

At this time, Fang Zhen and Du Lu walked up the curved staircase of the hall and walked up to the very vast hall on the second floor. The floor of the second floor is more than ten meters high from the ceiling, with a wide view, gorgeous decoration and very magnificent.

There are countless works of art such as wall statues and portraits of Warcraft on the walls alone.

This is the essence of the ordinary nobles of the Aslan Empire. Fang Zhen sighed secretly.

At this time, Du Lu kept introducing a lot of artworks in his palace, and family history, Fang Zhen listened noncommittally, but he was hesitating in his heart, whether to "borrow" a few pieces and go back to study and study.

In the hall on the second floor, there are many people, bustling. Some of them were tasting delicious food at the round tables on both sides, some were talking in groups with wine glasses, and some were gathered in the center of the hall to watch the performance.

The people here are all richly dressed, and those warrior knights who are still wearing gorgeous armor are holding big glasses and boasting about their achievements in defeating certain people and monsters, as well as their "achievements" in defeating certain women.

There are also certain businessmen who look fat and strong, and their faces are so fat that they can barely see their eyes, and they are all looking at the seductive lines and career lines of the surrounding noble ladies and beauties.

Not to mention the wolf-like, hungry women, staring at the handsome young men who were white and pure.

This is the so-called banquet variety, which suddenly made Fang Zhen regain the familiarity he had when he had experienced a large banquet from the earth.

Fang Zhen, led by Du Lu, walked to a couch square table, which was full of food and alcohol.

"Mr. Solomon, the seats here are reserved for you, and you can invite any person to sit there, because in the banquet of the nobles, strangers are not allowed to sit in the exclusive seats, unless you have the permission of the host, so you are free to do as you please. ”

Hearing this, Fang Zhen also noticed that on both sides of the banquet hall near the windows, as well as on the small upstairs, there were basically these sofas and square tables, which seemed to be sitting by more noble people.

Nodding with satisfaction, Fang Zhen's dissatisfaction before getting into the carriage also vanished. After all, being respected and valued is a vain thing that is very enjoyable.

After Du Lu beckoned Fang Zhen to sit down, he seemed to feel that he didn't know the etiquette of the aristocratic banquet, and specially explained it. "If you don't have enough food or drink, you can ask the servants to bring it. Of course, if you want to order something, I have a room for you at any time. ”

Fang Zhen picked up a wine glass filled with green rain and dew, and was stunned when he heard these words.

Do I look so precocious? and "service", even though I'm in my forties. Fang Zhen secretly sneered, but he didn't know that his reshaped body was only 16 years old by mainland standards.

"It seems that your family is quite rich, such a big palace, if there are fewer people, will there be ghosts? Fang Zhen didn't care about the service that Du Lu said, how could he be that kind of person when he was pure. So I changed the subject casually.

"Tell me about the reception. ”

"Our Molik family has been inherited for hundreds of years, and we have made our fortune by growing thundering grass, and we have accumulated a small amount of wealth. The Thundering Palace was built by my grandfather, and it took a lot of resources to build it. But in order to be a nobleman, it's all worth it. This drinking party was initiated by my father to celebrate the harvest of thundering grass. If it weren't for the large number of thunderclouds that drifted from the Razor Forest a few days ago, it might have been a bit difficult to have a good harvest. There are a lot of wines made from thundering grass - Molikre wine, which are not in large quantities, and you can drink them after the party begins. And also...... Mr. Solomon, the Molliclet is in my father's custody, and I can't afford to let you take a few dozen bottles back. ”

Du Lu, who was about to continue talking, saw Fang Zhen raise his eyebrows and hurriedly explained.

Pouting, Fang Zhen muttered in a low voice: "Don't let you pack it yet, what kind of tyrant is it." ”

As if he hadn't heard, Duru continued: "There were many guests at this reception, including chaebol merchants, honorary Imperial knights, nobles, knights, viscounts from neighboring regions, and many famous guilds. For example, there is a large demand for Thundering Grass, such as the Apothecary Guild and the Magic Guild, the Imperial Research Institute, and other guilds. The rest of the individual guests don't seem to have much to introduce. Oh, by the way, Prince Ray will be here this time. ”

"Prince Ray?, the name is a little familiar, let me think about it...... I think I've heard Ryan say it. One night many years ago, when the night sky was clear and March was shining, but there was thunder, and all the thunder finally turned into a ray of light in the imperial palace. Later, it was rumored that a prince was born with the blessing of the gods. The emperor gave him the name Kezel, which means thunder in magical language. Later, people called the child Prince Ray. Fang Zhen raised his head and recalled.

"That's right! Now he is in his twenties, and it is said that he is already a seventh-order powerhouse. It's really remarkable, but I also find it strange that he is visiting for a banquet this time. Because the Thunder Grass didn't have much effect on thunder magic or Dou Qi cultivation, he had never visited here. But this time, I guess it's because of my father. ”

"Your father's business, is he promoted to earl?"

"Yes, the promotion of nobles is rare in the empire, and it must be investigated and proven by members of the royal family. After that, he had to go to the imperial capital to meet the emperor, and the emperor approved it, so that the promotion ceremony could be carried out. It's just that I didn't expect it to be Prince Thunder. It is rumored that he has a gentle and resolute personality and is a very literate person. ”

"Really?" Fang Zhen was noncommittal. As a student of Samikina Academy, he has nothing to do with the Empire, so he doesn't have any sense of expectation for the royal family members of the Aslan Empire.

Seeing that Fang Zhen only cared about drinking, Du Lu hurriedly said the purpose of inviting Fang Zhen.

"Mr. Solomon, it may be a bit complicated to invite you here this time. I hope you don't mind. ”

Fang Zhen half-raised his hand and stopped Du Lu's words.

He put down his glass and said, "I know what you mean, my presence may be related to the inheritance of your title, so I need to go with you as a friend to your father, Viscount Molik, and he will recognize your ability and vision, so that you have a chance of winning, right?"