Da, da.

The deer in the courtyard make a crisp sound, and they sit cross-legged on the luxurious tatami mats, and the air seems to be filled with a smell called aristocracy.

In the tea-scented antique room, Wu Ye was sitting precariously, although he repeatedly warned himself in his heart not to be nervous, but his hands trembling slightly behind him were still full of sweat.

The maid next to him didn't know how many teas she had added, and every time Wu Ye habitually drank it all, not only to hide the panic in his heart, but also because he didn't know how to taste tea at all.

However, even if Wu was raised by the previous generation of witches, so he didn't know tea at all, then he could also perceive from years of experience that this tea was by no means ordinary.

"This is tea shipped from the mainland, Mr. Takasaka must be familiar with it, right?"

"When, of course ......"

The master of the upper position pulled Wu Ye's mind back from the sky with a word, and he subconsciously put his eyes on the middle-aged man who was speaking, but immediately moved away.

Not counting on TV, the person with the highest status that Wu Ye has seen in his life in his life is only the level of citizen representatives, so he can't get used to such a guy with an aristocratic temperament in every move.

Fujiwara is not better than others, and there are two right ministers, and this is the person who is talking to Takeya now.

This middle-aged uncle who looks amazing is actually really remarkable, although I don't know how to describe it, but he is already remarkable to be able to make the historical idiot Wu also remember his name in books.

However, these are not the main points, the point is that the right minister is a figure from the Nara period, that is, an old antique from the era in which Takeya lived more than a thousand years ago.

If it weren't for the fact that someone ran out of the grave and jumped up, then he must be dreaming.

But if this is a dream, then this dream is too real!

Takeya's mind began to fly freely again, once or twice but by accident, but it was only three, Fujiwara Fubi put down the teacup in his hand and asked with concern, "Mr. Takasaka?" But the hospitality is not good? ”

"Uh, no! Of course not, you're overthinking......"

"Haha, I ignored it, Mr. Takasaka has worked hard all the way, so he should go and rest first."

"Thank you very much......"

Takeya subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, this scene was just a smile in the eyes of Fujiwara Bubi and others, and nothing was broken.

Fujiwara's incomparable empathy simply made Takeya grateful, obviously a middle-aged uncle but not the slightest harsh and old-fashioned, and even made Takeya inexplicably have a good feeling, and I have to sigh that this right minister's control of people's hearts is indeed at its peak.

"Tonight, I hope to have dinner with Mr. Takasaka, and I am impressed by your knowledge, so please visit me."

"No, no, you've won the prize, I'm just a ......"

"Ahem."

Wu Ye just wanted to be modest, when suddenly an undetectable light cough came into his ears, and he saw Mei Hong, who was sitting not far away, gently shook her head at him, and then quietly squirmed her lips.

"Ah, you're right," Wu Ye put away the humility on his face and pretended to be serious: "For Zaixia, who has traveled on the mainland, learning and knowledge have always made Zai Xia complacent. ”

"I fully understand this, and your wisdom is unsurpassed by anyone I have seen." Fujiwara didn't get angry because of Takeya's arrogant words, but the smile on his face only added a little more.

Then Fujiwara Fubi and others summoned a maid and asked her to take Takeya to the room to rest first, walking on the comfortable tatami mat, Takeya felt that every foot was vain.

As soon as he left Fujiwara's study, he hadn't walked far, and Takeya's whole body softened, but fortunately, the sister who was following behind quickly stepped forward to hold him.

Thanks to Mei Hong's carefulness, Wu didn't make any jokes, and the two came to the guest room safe and sound.

After entering the door, Wu Ye lay on the ground with a snap, which was about the same as a dried salted fish, and he couldn't even jump up twice, and the corners of the red eyes of the girl who saw it twitched.

"Hey, get up, it's embarrassing, isn't it?"

"No, now I just want to be quiet, don't ask me who Jingjing is......"

“......”

Looking at Wu Ye's appearance, Mei Hong's heart was weak for a while, and she only felt that the other party's appearance was very appropriate to describe in one sentence.

The mud can't hold up the wall.

"I mean, what the hell are you worried about? I'm right next to me, are you afraid of being like this? ”

"It's easy to say, you're right next to you, why don't you go by yourself?"

"Nonsense! If I can get on it myself, I still need to see you embarrassed over there! ”

“......”

Mei Hong's words were very unkind, but Wu Ye couldn't find anything to refute.

was able to make herself, a "rude man" who was surrounded by samurai a second ago, become the respected "Mr. Takasaka" now, and Mei Hong contributed a lot.

Or rather, it was her plan from start to finish.

Although Mei Hong has not shouted Fujiwara Bubi until now, the identity of the father and daughter of the two is there, and Wu Ye knew it as early as the time of the eternal night change.

For her father, Mei Hong naturally understands it, so she has the next series of god manipulations.

Mei Hong, the Penglai person, is as strong as a monster, and Wu Ye, a bastard, is not like a human being, so the two guys who are far beyond normal people performed a live version of the sound transmission in front of Fujiwara.

All the answers between Wu Ye and Fujiwara are completed by Mei Hong, and all those extraordinary knowledge come out of Mei Hong's mouth, enter Wu Ye's ears, and then he relays it.

It's just that there is a little bit of Wu Ye who is really curious.

"Sister Hong, why do you understand such a mess of things?"

It's actually a bit too much to say it's messy, because those are all things related to current politics, as well as some principles for dealing with officials and national policies.

Wu also doesn't understand, it stands to reason that even if Mei Hong was once born in a big family, shouldn't she learn some tea ceremony flower arrangement, at most read some poetry and songs? Why is she so good at politics? Won't you be scolded so much?

Mei Hong looked at Wu Ye deeply, and did not directly answer his question, but asked rhetorically: "Wu Ye, if you were born in a big family, but your background is not good, but you want to attract the attention of your family no matter what, what will you do?" ”

"How...... Then die," Wu Ye thought for a long time, and came up with such a ridiculous idea: "Since no one is paying attention, let's do something out of the ordinary, no matter if it causes trouble or deviance, as long as it can make a disturbance, wouldn't it?" ”

Hearing this, Mei Hong smiled and smiled a little bitterly: "What a coincidence, I think so too." ”

“......”

Wu didn't speak anymore, he seemed to understand something.

"Okay, that's all the nonsense," Mei Hong changed the inappropriate sentimentality on her face and asked seriously, "Wu Ye, what wish did you make with the Wanbao mallet?" Why did we come to this age? ”

"I don't have it......" When it comes to this martial arts, he is infinitely depressed, not only depressed but also aggrieved.

"I just want to rewind time by a dozen minutes."

"Ten minutes? We've gone back at least a dozen centuries now! ”

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