Like most of the butlers of Lou nobles, the old man in front of him was wearing a white shirt, white ancient Western trousers, a pair of white leather boots, and a pair of white gloves. The way of wearing white looks very energetic and casual, but the old man has a rigorous and upright style, which doesn't seem to match his clothes.

This is something the nobles learned from the Sun God servants, and it is said to be related to the customs of the ancient century. However, Chen Xiansong remembers that the profession of housekeepers, according to the records, the full name should be the chief servant chief, and he should also be wearing a black tuxedo, a black collar, and a black trouser... However, no matter how people in this era dress up, it is their own business.

After the old housekeeper gave the ceremony, he stood straight. Because he had no status, he had no right to speak before the noble person in such a formal occasion according to etiquette.

Chen Xiansong thought about the old housekeeper's clothes for a while, came to his senses and said, "I seem to have heard of the surname Andaksawya somewhere."

"Not long ago, the little viscount Sofra asked to see you." The old housekeeper smiled awkwardly: "But it seemed that he was stopped by your subordinates. Sofra is our young master."

Regarding this, Chen Xiansong thought Balff was doing well. When Sovra saw that Bai Min failed, she came to see him. In fact, the meaning was not the same, but just taking the curved route to save the country! Although Chen Xiansong does not have that ability yet, he does not like Bai Min to be entangled by some inexplicable people, especially males.

Therefore, Chen Xiansong's tone became a little more indifferent: "So that's the case, so old man, what are you here this time? Speaking of which, if we were just to treat me or Xiao Min, we would not be interested in going to the appointment. After all, I have to deal with a lot of things."

As he spoke, he raised the planning map in his hand.

The old butler's eyes moved slightly, and then became Wubo again. As soon as he came in, he saw the thick stack of straw paper on the table behind Chen Xiansong. Who doesn't know that a primitive drawing of the soul thinker is worth a thousand gold, let alone such a table. But the question is, who dares to touch ordinary people? For thousands of years, many bloody historical lessons that have emerged due to greed have been written into the "genealogy" of various nobles. Almost families with some background will have similar records.

Although the old housekeeper is not a nobleman, as a housekeeper, in order to better serve the nobles, he had systematically studied the words and read a lot of the master's family genealogy. Then he copied some and put them in his own secret room. Therefore, he understood very well that the consequences would be that the original manuscript of the Soul Thinker without authorization were taken. The Soul Thinker Association did not need to take the Soul Thinker Association. Just let out a few rumors, a large number of nobles would find ways to kill the people who steal things, and then use this to please the Soul Thinker Association.

Things that you get without life are not good things. The old housekeeper knows this truth well. He no longer looks at the planning maps. He just lowered his head and said, "Our young master naturally knows that your affairs are busy and not important. Of course, he dare not disturb you at will. It's just that this matter is very important and inconvenient to others."

Chen Xiansong didn't say anything.

Ruth glared at the old housekeeper helplessly, then walked out of the house by himself and closed the door. Seeing this, Chen Xiansong had no choice but to sigh. He didn't speak, just wanted to express his disagreement with the old housekeeper's words. There was no one around him, but Ruth had no idea that he would have misinformed it.

"Tell me." Chen Xiansong stood up.

"Our eldest young master hopes that you can come to the banquet with Ms. Bai Min in the evening and discuss important matters at the same time."

Chen Xiansong shook the manuscript paper in his hand: "It's very important?"

"It's very important!" The old housekeeper replied firmly: "It's related to ancient relics."

Chen Xiansong was stunned for a moment, and then realized the meaning of the word. Now he is no longer a rookie who has just crawled out of the rest and restoration cabin and knows nothing about the world. The items he made in the era and preserved to this era are collectively called ancient relics by posthumans.

Because the industrial technology in the new human era has been quite developed, most industrial products have extremely strong antioxidant capacity. As long as the conditions are suitable, many things can be retained intact in this era, especially military products.

For post-humans of this era, all the objects from the ancient times were so mysterious and charming, with the grand and exquisite workmanship, various metal products that were smooth enough to be mirrored, and the Sun Temple unconsciously but often fueled the propaganda, so they believed that the items from the ancient times were all treasures... just

They can't use it!

But this does not prevent their desire to collect and treasure.

"Ancient relics?" Chen Xian chuckled for a moment, then asked in confusion: "As far as I know, the nobles regard ancient relics as life as they are, and will never let others know them, let alone show them to others easily... I encountered a similar situation not long ago. The transaction that was negotiated had changed temporarily," he said.

The old butler said lightly: "Ancient relics are indeed rare, but this is not the point. Gems are very valuable, but they don't know how to cut stones with a good vegetation. That's the same as garbage. It's better to sell them to the expert stone cutter. This is what our eldest son is saying."

Chen Xiansong said, "I understand what you mean, but how do you know that I am a 'stone cutter'."

The old housekeeper showed a panic expression: "We have investigated your itinerary a little, and heard of the conflicts between you and your Excellency, a female soul thinker, and the transactions."

Although Chen Xiansong only has the lowest viscount aristocratic status, according to the hidden rules, all soul-thinking people are not subject to titles, so they will see the king without kneeling down and saluting. Logically speaking, his identity is higher than most of the nobles in this city, and only the city lord can be on an equal footing with him. It is a taboo for the lower aristocratic information about titles. You can do it secretly, but you can't say it out.

The old housekeeper said this as an offense, but he was afraid, but Chen Xiansong didn't feel that the other party had a slight feeling like this.

Chen Xiansong pondered for a moment. Although he said this to the other party, given the behavior of the nobleman named Sofra in the morning, he felt that things were not as what the old butler said on the surface. While considering whether to go to the appointment, Chen Xiansong felt that his shoulder was pressed against a soft thing. When he looked back, he found that Bai Min's jade hand was pressed on it.

The girl was still expressionless, but Chen Xiansong still read a hint of curiosity and expectation from Bai Min's eyes.

"Then please tell your master that we will attend the banquet as scheduled in the evening." Chen Xiansong turned around and looked at the butler.

"Welcome to your visit." The old butler bowed and left a gold-burned invitation.

Chen Xiansong played with the invitation for a while, then opened the door and let Ruth come in.

This noble girl is still angry now, but Chen Xiansong understands that this is not for him.

"What's wrong? There's an expression that someone offended you." Chen Xiansong smiled: "You seemed to have something to say to me before. Let's talk quickly while I still have some time now."

Ruth became happy as soon as she heard this. She ran behind Chen Xiansong with a beloved hand. She held her little hand on the shoulder of her master, and said with a clever smile: "My elder sister and a little blacksmith are in love, but my father objected, and they are going to be executed. Master, you are nobler than your father, what you say. Father dares not disobey, so I want to ask you to help your elder sister and let them go."

After Ruth said this, Chen Xiansong remembered it. He remembered that when he visited the Becheduo family industry two or three days ago, he did encounter such a thing because he had a deep impression of the word "stone": "Then I will go over to talk to your father about this matter now. I will do my best, but whether or not you will be your father."

Ruth was moved: "Master, you don't have to go in person. I'll do it. My father's identity is not worth your trip in person."

Chen Xiansong was a little helpless: "There is no such statement."

Ruth was even more happy. She quickly kissed Chen Xiansong on the face, then blushed and said, "I'll just go anyway."

The original noble girl almost ran away from the room. Chen Xiansong shrugged, and then felt something touching his face. He turned his head and found that Bai Min was using a soft towel to explore the place where Ruth had just kissed.

Facing Chen Xiansong's puzzled eyes, Bai Min said quietly: "It's dirty. It's dirty, wipe it."

Chen Xiansong smiled. He stood up, hugged Bai Min's soft body, and slapped her in the face: "Is it dirty?"

Bai Min didn't speak or move, but the data band flowed through her eyes. Chen Xiansong knew that she was in a mess and did not mess with Bai Min, so he continued to draft his planning map.

Not long after, Ruth came back jumping back, looking very happy. She hummed a song and burned Chen Xiansong's dress, which was a necessary preparation for work before the banquet. Originally, these work were done by Catherine, but for some reason, she stayed in her room for a day and even ate lunch in her room.

Two hours later, it was just dark. Chen Xiansong was about to go to the banquet. At this time, the little guy Frances happened to come over for a meal. When he heard that there was a banquet, his eyes immediately shone: "Teacher, I'll go too, I'll go too."

She jumped up, her legs tightly clamped Chen Xiansong's waist, and her hands were wrapped around his neck, looking like a tough attitude that if you don't agree, I won't let go, and I won't get off.

"Then go." The little guy is also a soul-thinking person, and he will never be rude in his identity. Chen Xiansong responded, then turned to Ruth: "You just stay at home and have supper with Catherine."

Ruth responded happily. The little guy also jumped off Chen Xiansong.

Then Chen Xiansong went downstairs, and the old housekeeper had already prepared a carriage and waited downstairs. Chen Xiansong, Bai Min and the little guy got on the carriage. The decorations in the carriage were quite luxurious, covered with a thick velvet blanket. The little guy rolled around on the velvet blanket excitedly, with an expression of enjoyment.

About half an hour later, the carriage stopped, Bai Min got out first, and then Chen Xiansong and the little guy followed closely behind.

After getting off the car, what appeared in front of Chen Xiansong were two rows of maids holding windproof candlelights in both hands, one by one. The candlelight emitted orange light, and at night it seemed like two parallel gold belts, extending to the entrance of the brightly lit house a hundred meters away.

Standing in front of the maid team were the two brothers Andaksauya. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!