The ceremonial officer graciously left Fengluo for lunch, and by the way taught some etiquette at the table, and before the king eats, the others should sit upright. Chew slowly in small bites without making a sound. The king gave food and needed to give thanks before he could enjoy it, but he could not eat it all.

A simple meal, Feng Luo was very uncomfortable eating. But the other party was so enthusiastic and used extra time to teach etiquette, and he was embarrassed to refuse, so he had to sit and dine with his head broken.

After eating, the ceremonial officer sent Feng Luo out, and kept mentioning points on the way. After Feng Luo went out, one hand in front and the other in the back, bowing his back slightly to say goodbye, completely looking like a child of a family.

The old butler was already waiting outside, because he heard that the ceremonial officer had invited Feng Luo to lunch, so he did not urge.

"Don't look at this ceremonial official's low cultivation, he is also full of servants, and he still has a certain status in the palace. Many palace servants enter the palace through his hands, and his evaluation will also become one of your assessments. The old butler said.

Feng Luo still didn't understand, and the old butler explained. Rewarding the title, strength first, but image is also important. They are all barons, and those with a good image are of the first and second ranks, and those with a poor image are of the third class. Aristocrats need to maintain manners, and those who do not have grace are excluded.

Staying further, Feng Luo wondered if he would find more strange places. Such a country is simply a freak. The gods didn't let it perish, it was so merciful.

Feng Luo followed the old butler and went to meet an earl, and he also had a certain influence in the court. He was only currently being knighted as a third-class baron, and this meeting with the king was a good time to raise his rank.

The extent to which it can be promoted is related to the mood of the king, and the influence of the king's mood is those courtiers who seem to be irrelevant. A few words from them can affect a person's future.

On the way back, Feng Luo almost decided to go back to the border. When you go to war, you don't need to be too careful. At least their own people, they will not deal with their own people.

As the gates were about to close, they left the city and hurried to Spark's estate.

"With the two of them to help speak, I believe the king will say something. Of course, you have to behave well in front of the king, or at least make him happy. Don't be unconvinced, if you want to live a good standing life, you have to learn to kneel, at least, you don't have to kneel. The old butler said.

Feng Luo felt like a child, being taught by the old housekeeper. Every move needs to be relearned. He began to calm down and try to remember what he had learned in the past two days.

Those etiquettes seem redundant and complicated, but they contain a certain truth. The rules that have been formed over thousands of years can naturally stand the test.

In the past, he was busy cultivating, and in the land of death, he was even more between life and death, and rarely considered human feelings and sophistication. At the border, although some people have been contacted, the servicemen are usually big and do not care about the details.

When he came to Midu City, in just two days, he learned even more. The knowledge of how to survive in the human world is more complicated than the cultivation technique.

In the evening, the housekeeper brought a brand new set of clothes. The size was perfectly suitable, and as it was new clothes, it was a bit weird to wear.

"It doesn't matter, the king will see that the clothes you are wearing are newly prepared, and he will think that you are very important, and if you are unfamiliar with words and deeds, he will be forgiven. The old butler comforted.

Before dawn, Feng Luo was called up and washed again. After putting on the clothes, sprinkle a little powder, and there is a faint fragrance. In the night, I walked slowly in a carriage.

As soon as the gate was opened, the carriage went down to the city and followed the flow of early risers. An hour later, when they came to the king's house, there was light in the east.

"Grab a bite to eat, we still have to wait. The old butler handed over Fengluo's sign and led him to the small house next to him to wait.

Rows of tables sat many people waiting for the king to receive them. Of course, the royal family will not snub them, especially when they get up so early and have not eaten breakfast.

Very intimate, there is an attendant who sent breakfast. The portion is small, but it is full of color and flavor. The aroma is fragrant, with a bit of meat and a fresh fragrance of grass and trees.

"Eat, the craftsmanship of the royal chef, don't waste it. Although it is made in a large pot, it is more delicious than ordinary restaurants. The old butler couldn't wait to pick up a bowl.

When Feng Luo heard this, although he was not very hungry, he also scooped a spoonful of meat soup into his mouth. The smooth juice bursts out on the tip of the tongue with a strange taste. The heat flows down the tongue and down the throat.

Before he could come back to his senses, he suddenly felt that the pores of his whole body were expanding, and he breathed the essence of heaven and earth vigorously. The body that has not yet woken up from sleep is fully recovered at this moment.

What does it taste like? Feng Luo thought it was so wonderful, although it was delicious, he couldn't say it. He scooped another spoonful. This time he took it in his mouth and savored it before swallowing it slowly.

It was a faint salty flavor with a meaty aroma. When it reaches the throat, it becomes sweet. I swallowed it, but the fragrance overflowed in my mouth. And the veins were opened, and the veins couldn't help but run slowly.

"Senior, what is this made of? It's, it's the best in the world!" Feng Luo couldn't help but admire.

"Stinky boy, don't patronize the deliciousness. The royal family didn't just let you eat this to fill your stomach. The old butler touched his stomach and said with satisfaction, "It contains the flesh of six crystal beasts and twelve precious herbs, which can refresh the mind." ”

Feng Luo understood, getting up early in the morning, many people were not in good spirits. The spirit was not good, and the king was not happy to see it. After eating such a bowl of meat soup, my spirits were lifted and my spirit was refreshed.

"I knew that this was the case, and I came to the king every day. Feng Luo muttered. Someone next to him heard it and laughed out loud.

The old butler slapped Feng Luo on the head and said, "Think beautifully, do you think the king is idle and sees you every day? Do you think that the royal family has so many resources, and cooks a big tonic soup every day?"

Feng Luo nodded, feeling that it was completely worth it to suffer some tediousness. He clearly felt that after drinking the meat soup, it was very good for his body.

"Of course, you have to remember that the king needs to be cautious if he asks you to eat anything else. The old butler lowered his voice and said, "The more important he says, the more careful you must be!"

Feng Luo didn't understand: "The king wants me to eat, can I refuse?"

The old butler said, "You can refuse, but the price will be great." But if you really don't want to, the king won't force you openly. Be careful!"

The two men were talking, and someone began to be summoned. Feng Luo calmed down and waited for his spirit. I'll see you sooner or later, but he's not in a hurry. After waiting for more than an hour, I finally heard his name.

"Where is Feng Luo?" summoned by His Majesty the King, and moved quickly!" shouted a man with a sharp voice.

Feng Luo stood up and followed him, walking slowly. He recalled what the ceremonial officer had taught him and adjusted his gait. By the time he walked through the palace gates, he had become a well-mannered son of a family.