Feng Luo used his technique to re-establish the field outside Fenglu City, and then he rode the lion cub to Midu City, the capital of Davao Kingdom. He brought a map, paperwork, and a letter from Spark.

After he took Midu City, he first went to Spark's stronghold over there. Someone would take him to visit some courtiers and learn the etiquette of meeting the king.

Spark's house is a small manor house just outside of Midoo City. It covers an area of thirty acres, and several rows of houses are in good order. Some crops and fruit trees were planted in front of and behind, and it looked very pleasant.

After handing over Spark's letter, Windlore is introduced to the old butler. The old butler was full of silver hair, but he was full of energy, and his eyes were bright. Between gestures, there is a slight fluctuation of pulse.

"Little Parker said you're a good friend to make, and you're right. The old man's gaze seemed to be able to see through everything, and he nodded slightly at Feng Luo.

Feng Luo was very curious about this old butler, and felt that he was definitely not so simple as a housekeeper. Because there is a faint momentum, it makes people feel awe. He couldn't help but investigate, wanting to see the other party's cultivation clearly.

"Little guy, don't think about it too much, my cultivation is not as good as yours. When I was at the height of my cultivation, I reached the pulse change. Later, he was injured, and his cultivation plummeted, and he couldn't even get his pulse out. The old butler sighed and said, looking very melancholy.

"Seniors, don't be surprised, it's just a momentary curiosity. The unspeakable hidden of the predecessors will not be asked. Feng Luo was seen through, but he was still very calm, "Brother Sparker asked me to come to you, I will definitely be able to help me, I hope the seniors will not refuse." ”

The old butler stopped sighing and was full of appreciation: "Yes, open-minded, not arrogant or humble, and has potential better than Little Parker." If it weren't for the fact that I had already chosen him, I would have done my best to train you. ”

Feng Luo smiled slightly, did not answer, and regarded the other party as a simple politeness. The old butler seemed a little lost, and closed his eyes to calm down. When I opened it again, it had become shiny, as if it had changed people.

"The old man was born in a side branch and was looked down upon. Even if he made some achievements in cultivation, he was still suppressed and almost died. From now on, I vow to build a commoner clan!" The old man's tone was low, but contagious.

"I'm badly injured and vulnerable to being targeted, and I can't start a family on my own. So, I chose Spark, to teach him the techniques, to help him build his career!" The old man paused and continued.

"The predecessors are wise and admired. Feng Luo patted his ass painlessly.

The old man glanced at Feng Luo and said, "I tell you this to tell you that you are from a humble background, and it is very difficult to create a meritorious career. If there are people to help each other out, that's for the best. So, I'm going to help you with all my might, and you're going to do my best to help Spark. ”

Feng Luo rested for the night, got up the next day, and dressed up again. Wash away the dust, and he can be regarded as a beautiful boy.

He originally looked a little rough, which was caused by the wind and sand on the battlefield. After a few days of recuperation, the small scars on the body quickly recovered, and the skin was smooth. If you don't look carefully, I thought it was a young master from a big family.

"Yes, I can feel the blood in your body, and your background should not be low. But everyone has their own story, and I'm not going to guess anymore. "The old man thought he could see everything.

Feng Luo was speechless for a while: On Haori's side, others call me a cheap slave, how can I be honored?

"The old man fled here and went incognito, which can be regarded as accumulating some contacts. The old man went out with Feng Luo, "The document you sent to meet the king was handed over yesterday, and you will not be able to enter the palace until three days later." ”

Before entering the palace again, Feng Luo first had to learn etiquette. After handing over his paperwork, he got a sign. With this sign, he can go to the court etiquette officer and learn the basic etiquette.

"You learn court etiquette in the morning, and take you to meet a few old ministers at noon, who can help you say a few good words. The old butler said.

In the corner outside the palace, there is a special ceremonial hall. Teaching court etiquette to newcomers is only a small part of the function of the ceremonial hall. Most of the time, it was also a place where the nobles learned etiquette.

The children of the nobility need to learn martial arts, history, poetry, etiquette, etc., and they don't need to be proficient in all aspects, but at least they can take it to the table. The highest place to learn etiquette is the palace ceremonial hall. If the title is insufficient, the children cannot enter.

Like Feng Luo and Spark, they need to enter the palace to see the king, and they only have two and a half days of study.

Feng Luo was handed over to a court etiquette officer with a male duck voice for special study.

The ceremonial officer had apparently seen the information on Fengluo, and according to Spark's report, he had been a bounty hunter from a mountain village. In some cases, Sparky concealed it.

"Aside from the Legion Commander of Foottown, have you seen any high-ranking officials before?" asked the ceremonial officer.

Feng Luo shook his head and said, "From afar, I have seen it, and the one who has spoken in person is the village chief of our village." ”

The corner of the ceremonial officer's mouth twitched, and he exhaled softly, saying, "It seems that I have never seen the world." But it doesn't matter, just remember one thing: kneel more, bend more, bow your head more, and there will be no mistake. ”

Bowing the head, stooping, and kneeling are the most used rituals in the royal palace. This is also why generals who lead troops to fight do not like to stay in the palace longer. Accustomed to the high-headed horse, it is really uncomfortable to suddenly lower your posture.

The ceremonial officer led Feng Luo into a room with a tall throne in the center of the room, and a wooden statue on the throne was the appearance of the current king. The guards next to the throne are real people, and their cultivation is not low.

On the flat ground in front of the throne, there are many criss-crossing lines. Flat ground that divides the area into many blocks. In those squares, there are small print hints.

The ceremonial officer asked Feng Luo to stop in front of the door of the room and said, "Bow your head, hunch your back, put your legs together, and hang your hands down." Step on your left leg first, and one step should not exceed one foot. ”

Ordinary people take one step, close to two feet. Suddenly it became a foot, as if taking small broken steps. Feng Luo took a step, then felt awkward, and stopped and asked, "Can you take a big stride?" ”

The ceremonial officer gave him a blank look: "Those who take a big step are considered to be suspected of assassinating the king, and they will be taken down immediately for questioning!"

Feng Luo immediately thought of the key to this: if you take a small step, it will become difficult to assassinate, and once you take a big or fast step, you will be recognized before you get close to the king. This is a good way to prevent assassinations.

Feng Luo took a few small steps slowly, and came to a red square.

"Stop! If it is not authorized by the king, it will be regarded as rebellion!" the ceremonial officer screamed to stop.

"Kneel down and kowtow three times!" the voice of the ceremonial officer sounded again.

Feng Luo looked at the wooden statue in front of him, but his legs were stiff and he didn't bend his knees.