Chapter 191: The first laugh

Chapter 191: The First Mojo
I don't know why, Fang Jie always feels that Tai Chi Temple in winter is very different from seeing Tai Chi Temple in summer. When he entered Tai Chi Palace for the first time before the early summer, the palace was already covered with thick green and red, and the huge palace was full of vitality. But in the winter Tai Chi Temple, Tai Chi was killed a bit.
The emperor who had not slept overnight had to go to the early morning. Compared to the emperor who often stopped to rest, the divinely emperor was diligent and amazing. He had never heard of it once in the past 11 years regardless of wind and rain. If it was not for the queen's persuasion, the emperor had even thought of opening the late dynasty.
He seemed to be a machine, not a man, tireless.
The people waiting for the emperor were waiting in a row of small houses not far from Dongnuan Pavilion. Compared with the towering Tai Chi Temple, the three houses in this row were like a low mound. Two connected houses are places where adults wait for His Majesty to rest, and the other is a place for eunuchs to rest. The big officials in the capital are all in the front hall, so the waiters here are either local officials who have entered Beijing to report their duties, or people who have no real power but are carrying Xianjue.
When Fang Xie entered the door, he politely greeted everyone and regarded himself as a student. When those people saw that Fang Jie wasn't wearing official clothes, they often looked down. Not everyone can recognize the uniform of Yanwuyuan. Fang Xie found a remote place, and distanced himself from those who were together or bragging about himself.
There were about four or five people waiting in the room, all sitting on chairs. So, the Fang Xie sitting alone on the edge of the rafter looks special even though it is near the corner. Those people looked at the idiot and glanced at him. The meaning in his eyes was that there was no chair. Who would like to sit on the hard and uncomfortable soil?
Fang Xie ignored the contempt of those people, he simply took off his boots and sat down in the soil. Sitting cross-legged against the wall behind him, Fang Xie's indecent sitting posture made those people look uncomfortable. Fang Jie groaned softly, feeling the warmth and warmth under the buttocks.
There is a low table on the loquat, with a few plates of dried fruit on the table. There was a pot of tea and a few cups, but none of the guys in the jerseys who were sitting tightly touched them. Maybe in their opinion, it is very disrespectful to drink tea and eat dried fruits when your Majesty is so solemn and solemn.
The people watched Fang Jie's move, and the room became quiet. It didn't take long for them to retract their scornful eyes, to ignore the soil buns that didn't understand the rules, and to continue talking about their mainstream topics. Such as the ancestral achievements, such as more prestige in the place.
Just as their conversations were on the rise, a squeaky squeak sound came over. They looked dissatisfied at the young boy sitting alone on the soil there, and were surprised to find that he had pulled the low table above him to his own. First you poured yourself a cup of tea, and then nobody ate those dried fruits.
Too rude!
Those four or five people couldn't help but stare at Fang Jie fiercely, as if looking at the newly bought deceased in their own family compound.
However, they are self-contained and naturally will not take the initiative to care about a teenager wearing a cotton robe. They glared for a moment, then cursed with a very low voice and then returned to the previous topic again. But they found that there was no way to continue. The young man put the dried fruit with a hard shell on the table, and then extended it with a forefinger to knock gently. Each time, he could easily break a dried fruit into pieces. .
The sound of Kacha Kacha was so disgusting, several people sitting in front of each other exchanged glances. It seemed to be annoying to this young boy who didn't know how to get in. They stopped talking and began to stare at the young boy with angry eyes, perhaps hoping that the young boy would become aware of it.
It's a pity that he is still eating without anyone.
He's still pouting!
Too rude and ignorant!
"Do you think this is your home?"
A middle-aged man wearing the Viscount costume finally couldn't bear it. He looked at Fang Xie coldly and asked, "It's rude to take off your boots in front of others, and you have to sit cross-legged on the soil hoe. That's what the Yamanomura woman can do. This is Miyagi, the place where the etiquette of the world is born. If you are entering the palace for the first time, I will teach you what is the rule. "
"Oh"
Fang Xie said with a faint whisper, and continued to eat dried fruits: "Do you really think that sitting on the soil with your knees crossed is the only thing that a Yamanomura woman can do?"
"of course!"
The man stood up and hugged his fists and said, "Here is Taiji Temple in Dasui, where His Majesty lived. Although I don't know how you came in, but since you are here, you still have to converge. If you don't Rules can see how others do it, huh! "
Fang Jiebu chuckled, raised his head and asked, "Is this the first time you have entered Beijing?"
"I ... how could it be!"
That humanity: "I have been honored by the emperor for generations, how could it be my first time in Beijing!"
"Oh"
Fang Xie smiled and drank his tea and drank dried fruits: "Good luck."
The county man froze for a while, and found the boy's words inexplicable.
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Chen Bolai, a son of Tancheng County, was really nervous, so nervous that he kept trembling when he talked. He didn't dare to lift his head, and sweat dripped down his jaw. His hands were on both sides of his thigh, but his hands were shaking violently.
Dongnuan Pavilion is really warm, but it is not so sweaty.
Chen Bolai's ancestors followed Li Xiaoping's annihilation of Jiangnan, and he also made great achievements. After the war, they were sealed as hereditary counties, but their Chen family actually had little status decades ago. In his generation, it was even more unbearable, not even an official.
He inherited the knighthood and lived a little better, but the clothes he could best handle were the Viscount costumes. Although there are people who support him, but the family has grown larger and larger over the centuries, the fixed food has long been unable to make ends meet. If it weren't for the expedition to the northwest, His Majesty and His Majesty were planning to find some heroes who had once been Great Sui to do propaganda, he was afraid that in this life they would have no hope of entering Chang'an City and Tai Chi Temple.
Chen Bolai looked down at his toes, because he was afraid that the expression on his face had been distorted.
If time can go back, his first thing is to take back what he said before half an hour. Only the Yamano-mura woman would sit cross-legged and talk on the soil, which he said. After speaking this sentence for half an hour, he saw sitting cross-legged on the earthen crotch, holding his dessert with his hand while eating the majesty of the emperor.
This is impossible!
Although Chen Bolai's family has gradually broken down, he still looks like a proud rooster in front of ordinary people. When he travels, his clothes will be ironed flat, and he always maintains the style of a Viscount. He thought that in Chang'an, thousands of miles away, those nobles did the same.
But today he finds himself ridiculous.
The emperor ... how could the emperor sit on his knees on the earthen owl while eating and reviewing the memorials and meeting the courtiers? He even took off his boots, and even pouted when eating! This is simply ... This is totally contrary to the etiquette of Da Sui.
"The people who return to the ceremony will arrange for you to go to the barracks and talk about the achievements of your grandparents. A few moments later, you, the ministers, will also say, as for how to say how the ceremony will teach you. It is good to find some gentlemen who are quite prestigious among the people, and to mention the things that Da Sui had done in the past to expand the territory. "
The emperor waited for a while but didn't see Chen Bo talk, raised his head and glanced to find that this guy was so frightened that he was completely helpless. He couldn't help but smiled and waved his hand: "You sit on the side first, and a while back with Huai Qiu Gong, let him teach you. Su is not afraid, ask Fang Xie to come in."
Su fearlessly turned around and went out. Not long after, Chen Bolai saw the impudent soil bun child coming in. He had heard of the name of Fang Xie, but he did not expect to be such a virtuous person.
"I'm fatter"
After the party explained the gift, the emperor glanced at him and said lightly.
Fang Jie said: "Suddenly there is meat."
The emperor fluttered and laughed out: "Promises ... you're not waiting any longer, are you hungry?"
He pointed to the snack plate in front of him and said, "Take it."
Fang Jie hesitated for a moment, and the emperor looked up at him again: "What? What do you think of abandoning you?"
"No ... it's not enough."
Fang Xie said cheekily.
The emperor laughed more and more happily, and smiled and instructed: "Su is not afraid, go and get some snacks. Chen Bolai is hungry for a few of them and eats here."
Su apprehended Fang Xie, and the other side nodded slightly. Because of the fighting in the northwest, Your Majesty was extremely upset from yesterday. I didn't expect this young man to come, but he was able to amuse His Majesty Longyan. He ordered people to fetch snacks, and Fangjie was not constrained. He stepped forward and held up the plate he had previously pointed to, and devoured it. There was no etiquette at all.
Chen Bo didn't eat or not, and looked at Fang Jie stupidly.
"wrong"
The emperor put down the memorial in his hand, watching Fang Jie, who was extremely dispirited, said. Hearing this sentence, Chen Bolai was very happy, saying that the emperor still could not see this way of eating ~ EbookFREE.me ~ This is clearly the talent of wild children.
"The lotus seed cake should be eaten last."
The emperor said earnestly: "The lotus seed cake is sweet on this plate, don't you even understand the reason for desserts to be eaten after dinner? Also, look, the shrimp crisp is not the best inside. It ’s the outer skin! You stupid who ca n’t eat, all of them have dropped! Anyway, you have been in Yanwuyuan for more than half a year, why have n’t you learned these things!

The righteous accusations are like the main lesson of Yanwuyuan that teaches how to eat shrimp cakes.
"The minister is guilty!"
Fang Xie answered with the same seriousness, then poured the meringue from the plate into his mouth: "Cough ... too dry ... Your majesty?"
The emperor gave him a white look, then pointed to the teapot on the table. Waiting for Su Buwei to fill a cup for him, Fang Xie went to grab the teapot and pour it into his mouth. Even Su Buwei was a little uncomfortable at this time, subconsciously glanced at the emperor.
Fang Xie wiped his mouth, before waiting for the emperor to speak, and before Su dared to scold, he leaned over and said very earnestly, "How is this teapot rewarded to the court? There is still no family heirloom in the court."
"I remember that you were an orphan, and you started searching for heirlooms even without your family?"
The emperor seemed somewhat unhappy.
"Dai Sui's home."
Fang Jie stood upright, and rightfully said: "There are thousands of brothers and sisters in the court, all the people are the family of the court, we love each other, and we have a kind and majestic father who treats all our brothers and sisters equally. Evenly distributed, your Majesty. "
"what?"
The emperor froze a moment, then laughed: "This horse is so good, it's worth the reward!"
Chen Bolai wailed in his heart ... this ... is this boy named Fangjie too shameless?