After listening to the fruit, Ning Caichen was silent for a moment, and said: "Please tell Uncle Luo on your behalf that Chunchun taught Caichen to keep it in mind and not do stupid things like hitting a stone with an egg." ”

The fruit reverted to the nodding appearance again: "The little one will definitely convey the words of the gentleman to the master as they are...... If the gentleman has no other instructions, the little one will take his leave first. ”

Ning Caichen nodded, and was about to reply, but he heard a sudden noise at the gate of the mansion, as if there were a lot of visitors.

Guozi stood on tiptoe and stretched out his head, looked outside, and smiled: "It's really a coincidence, I just finished passing on the master's words here, and the giver came." ”

Ning Caichen turned his head to look at Hua'er: "Take these sisters of yours to welcome guests outside the door, and whoever gave what gift must be clearly recorded." Anyone who asked to visit me accepted the prayer post, saying that I was in retreat and that I might come back at a later date. ”

"Mr. Ning, looking at what you are doing, do you plan to make a false deal with them?" After the twelve maids went out, Guozi asked curiously.

Ning Caichen took a breath: "I don't have time to play officialdom with them, I have more important things to do." Moreover, if nothing else, the high-ranking officials of Jinhua will unite to entertain me, and it will not be too late to meet them again. ”

"Don't say it's a white body, even if you are a speech official, there are not many people who can do it like you. The fruit sighed.

Ning Caichen shook his head: "It's not that I'm proud of my talents, but I just don't want to focus on official fights." What's more, the current high-ranking officials in Jinhua salute me, not by virtue of my ability, but by the deterrent power of the heroic and righteous spirit, and they may suspect that there is a huge backstage behind me. ”

The fruit moved closer to him and asked in a low voice, "Is there really a huge backstage behind that gentleman?"

Ning Caichen laughed, and learned from Luo Fu to kick him: "What do you care about so much? You just said to leave, and now you don't leave, do you want me to send you personally?"

Guo Zi left with a smile, Ning Caichen returned to his room, untied the package on his back, took out two bottles of healing spirit, two bottles of poisonous water, and nine goshawk eggs, and placed them on the table one by one.

"It's good that I didn't hurt the package during the fight, otherwise even if it was through the wooden box, it would have shattered the porcelain bottle of poisonous water. Ning Caichen said fearfully.

"If you can get a bag or a storage ring in the future, you don't have to worry about it. Xiao Qian said softly.

"Qiankun bag...... The storage ring ......" Ning Caichen's eyes flashed with a strange color: "Xiaoqian, is this kind of thing very precious?"

Xiao Qian shook her head: "For the disciples in the big forces, this is just standard equipment, but there is not much space in it. For casual cultivators like us, whether it is a Qiankun bag or a storage ring, it is precious. ”

Ning Caichen sighed: "The starting point of those great power heirs born with a golden spoon is too high, the magic weapon immortal scripture, rare treasures are left to their choice, and the growth rate can be called terrifying." ”

"Scholar, you are holding the human emperor's pen, you must be lucky to gather the atmosphere, and you will definitely be able to be like the emperor of Donghua in the future, soaring up to 90,000 miles and dominating the world. Xiao Qian said seriously.

Ning Caichen smiled: "Don't worry, I won't be ashamed of myself, Emperor Donghua is my role model and goal." ”

"I will always be by your side to help you rise to the Three Realms. Looking at his resolute face, Xiao Qian whispered in her heart.

"Nephew Ning Xian, can you show up?" Outside the wooden door, in the courtyard, a voice as warm as jade sounded.

Ning Caichen stood up and pushed open the door: "Why did Uncle Luo suddenly visit?"

Luo Yinghao smiled: "I didn't expect that someone had just passed a message to you, and I turned my head and came to the door." This time, I came here at the behest of Yan Tongju, and invited you to attend his banquet together. ”

"Banquet?" Ning Caichen went out and thought thoughtfully: "If you can let Uncle Luo come and invite, I'm afraid this banquet is not so simple, right?"

Luo Yinghao glanced at the blood stains on his white clothes with strange eyes: "It's not simple, this banquet is nominally held by a general judgment, but it is actually held for the prefect to test you." When it comes to the banquet, remember not to be too strong, otherwise it will be easy to break. ”

"Don't worry, uncle, I'll try to do my best. Ning Caichen keenly noticed his strange gaze, and then said, "Uncle, please go to the main hall and sit for a while, and I'll go change my clothes first." ”

Although Luo Yinghao was strange in his heart, he didn't have the idea of getting to the bottom of it, smiled, and went to the main hall alone.

There were flowers in the room and the white scholar clothes they bought, Ning Caichen chose a set at random and put it on, washed his hands and his face by the basin shelf, and went to the main hall to sit in the sedan chair waiting outside the door with Luo Yinghao, and went to the restaurant where the banquet was held.

The sedan chair stopped in front of a rich restaurant, Ning Caichen and Luo Yinghao each walked out of the sedan chair, and in the flattery of the restaurant owner, they went up to the second floor of the clear and quiet place.

"Look at it like this, the entire restaurant should be covered, Ning Xian's nephew, you have a lot of face. Walking in the empty corridor, Luo Yinghao smiled and spoke.

"It's not that I have face, it's that the 'forces' behind me have face. Ning Caichen seemed to smile and said softly.

Luo Yinghao paused for a moment and said with a smile: "Yes, it's good to keep this state, always remember that you are not a casual cultivator, but a disciple of a great force." ”

When he came to the largest room in the restaurant, knocked on the door and entered the room, Ning Caichen was stunned to find that twenty or thirty Jinhua officials, including the prefect, were in a row, sitting at the tables in turn according to their status.

"Sorry, sorry, keep you waiting. Luo Yinghao stepped forward and said apologetically.

"It's okay, it's not that the two of you are late, it's that we arrived first. The prefect sat at a table in the center of the crowd and beckoned to the two: "Come and sit." ”

Under the complicated gaze of a group of people, Ning Caichen followed Luo Yinghao to the central table, found an empty seat at random and sat down, and glanced at the twenty-eight girl facing her in confusion.

Among a group of officials, a girl with a beautiful face and a graceful body looked very obvious, and there was some nondescript meaning.

"Are you one of those scholars who wrote "Gift Luofu, Farewell"?" Seeing Ning Caichen's gaze looking at her, the girl asked with interest.

Ning Caichen glanced up at the prefect, but found that he was looking at this scene with a smile, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart: "Who is this girl?"

"This is the little girl Qingyu, I heard that Mr. Ning would come to this banquet, so I clamored to follow. The prefect said with a laugh.

"Hey, scholar, didn't you hear my question?" Qingyu wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction.

Ning Caichen's eyes were indifferent, and there was a faint smile: "I heard it, but the prefect is in person, so it is not good to talk to you directly." ”

"What's this, you scholars just have too many rules. Qingyu's eyes widened and she pouted.

"Yu'er, etiquette must not be abolished, and it must not be rude. The prefect scolded him lightly, turned his head to Ning Caichen and said, "Mr. Ning, I'm really sorry, my daughter is spoiled by me on weekdays." ”

Ning Caichen shook his head, and was just about to speak, when the door was suddenly opened from the outside, and a man in a green shirt holding a folding fan walked in, and said with a smile: "Yu'er is lively and alert, and her mood is cheerful, which is a good thing." ”

"Why didn't Dong Xian's nephew know if he was coming?" Seeing this person, the prefect suddenly had a headache, and secretly said that today's atmosphere may not be better.

It turned out that the man in the green shirt, whose real name was Dong Chuan, was the future heir to the head of the family after the local Dong family in Jinhua. When the prefect first arrived in Jinhua, he borrowed the momentum of the Dong family, so the two families had a close relationship and had many contacts.

This has been going back and forth for a long time, and I don't know when the young master of the Dong family actually fell in love with Qingyu...... If Qingyu is also interesting to him, it would be easy to do, and the parents on both sides would be happy to see it, but no matter how Dong Chuan chased and beat him, Qingyu was not fake to him, and he did not have the slightest good impression.

"We are all a family, why do we have to see each other like this?" Dong Chuan glanced at Ning Caichen and pointed out.

The corners of Ning Caichen's mouth were slightly hooked, and his eyes narrowed, hiding the mockery in them. He even came to this banquet party to go through the motions, and he would not put his mind on fighting for the wind and being jealous.

The things that Dong Chuan regarded as treasures in his heart were no different from passers-by in his heart. From the very beginning, the vision of the two was not at the same height.

Dong Chuan ignored Qingyu's disgusted gaze, sat down next to her, and the banquet officially began in a very strange atmosphere.

"Mr. Ning is full of righteousness, I don't know which great Confucian he inherited?" After ten years of drinking, the prefect asked questions seemingly casually, and the rest of the officials pricked up their ears and raised their eyes.

"I'm really sorry, the teacher won't let me mention his name, the teacher's order cannot be violated, and I hope that the prefect will atone for his sins. Ning Caichen picked up his wine glass and said respectfully.

The prefect smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's the abrupt question I asked, and I forgot the rules of your discipline." ”

"Haoran is so upright, ordinary Confucians may not be able to get together. How can a scholar in the age of a weak crown be more powerful than the Great Confucian?" Dong Chuan smiled and said, "This so-called Haoran righteousness is not fake, right?"

Ning Caichen chuckled: "Do I need to prove it to you?"

"It's not for me, it's for all of you. Dong Chuan is not the kind of brainless person, he united himself and all the officials present in a single sentence, and took advantage of the situation to coerce Ning Caichen to submit.

"Lord Ning, why don't you just show it so that we can open our eyes?" suggested an official who didn't know the rank.

"Yes, yes, as a Confucian disciple, the old man has never seen Haoran righteousness so far, and I hope that Lord Ning will fulfill the old man's wish. An official chimed in.

Ning Caichen had an unpredictable smile on his face: "Since you all say so, then I have two questions I want to ask you, first, how many Confucian disciples are present? Second, what does Haoran righteousness represent for Confucian disciples?"