Han Jian and Cui Mingli arrived outside the Wucheng Hall together, but saw a small green place. The ministers and the four kings were waiting to enter the hall. Because the people from the Ministry of Rites had to verify the identity of the visitor one by one, most of them could only wait outside the hall for a while.

Han Jian looked at it and said that there were at least 180 people coming. Including those who have already entered, there may be more.

"Wait." Cui Mingli said.

"Can you get in later?" Han Jian asked.

"The princess of the county has informed the Ministry of Rites about my old affairs, and I will sit with you later." Cui Mingli said, his head slightly raised because he saw the "Master Face" who had just spoken badly. The Master Face was originally talking to someone, but he looked surprised when he saw him.

Seeing this attitude, Han Jian thought, people are old, why are they still so careless?

At this time, the sky was dark, and Han Jian felt bored. Suddenly, someone next to him touched his arm. Han Jian turned sideways, but was looking at one of his women, Yang Ronger, the second lady of the Southern Prince's Mansion.

"This lady, I really meet you everywhere in life. You can meet you." Han Jian looked at Yang Ronger at this time, wearing a strong outfit, but her delicate curves, and her leather suit just highlighted her figure.

Yang Ronger seemed impatient and said directly in a questioning tone: "Ask you something, the stringless ticle you gave me..."

"Can't blow it?"

"It can blow it, but..." Yang Rong'er thought that the person's saliva had been stained with on it, and the person looked at her with a smile, which immediately made her a little annoyed, "Why can't I play the tone?"

Han Jian smiled and said, "Don't the lady want to learn without a teacher?"

Yang Ronger thought about it, as if she had understood something, and asked again: "Then where can I find a master who teaches the professor who plays the stringless zither?"

Han Jian also thought about it and sorted out his words: "There are only one person who can play the stringless zither in the world."

Yang Ronger frowned and said angrily: "Don't you just say you want to learn from you?"

"If the lady wants to learn, I don't mind giving her all my gifts, but I'm explaining in advance that there is only one stringless zither in the world. If the lady doesn't dislike the saliva..." Han Jian suddenly laughed, making Yang Ronger want to kick him twice.

Yang Ronger glared at the man fiercely and asked again: "Why are you the only one, who is that man?"

One sentence made Han Jian a little confused. Han Jian asked, "Which is the lady?"

Yang Ronger originally wanted to ask "Your Little Prince", but when she looked carefully, she immediately understood when she saw Han Jian wearing a sword and wearing a gorgeous dress.

"So you are that person! Go and die!" Yang Ronger was resentful in her heart. She raised her foot and stepped on Han Jian. Han Jian didn't react for a while, and then she was "successful" by this woman with a gloomy face, and her instep hurt. Fortunately, she was wearing horse boots, otherwise her feet would have to swollen.

"Hey, what does it mean? Which person belongs to that person? What exactly does it mean?"

Yang Ronger had already walked away quickly, leaving only Han Jian in a daze: "Women are such fickle animals! Huh, it hurts so much."

At this time, Yang Ronger, who was fast walking like she had escaped, hurriedly walked a long way before stopping, but her face still couldn't calm her anger.

"It's really a narrow road for enemies. This time I'm embarrassed." Yang Rong'er said, even she almost went crazy and wanted to find a hole in the ground.

She ran to ask about the stringless zither, but she didn't know that it was Xiaodong King. She always thought that it was just a staff member or friend of Xiaodong King.

Although Yang Ronger originally thought that this person was a little arrogant, she was eager to deal with the dispute between the Eastern Prince's Mansion and the Southern Prince's Mansion, and could be considered a talented person. But after she knew his identity, she completely changed her mind to Han Jian.

"After all, it's just his playboy!" Yang Ronger made a conclusion.

"Second sister, where have you been before? Why did you come back like this?" Yang Ronger's brother Yang Yi walked over, "Father has just come with his uncle, go and pay homage."

"Yeah." Yang Rong'er calmed down and left with her brother.

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...

Although Han Jian is today's guest of honor, he has no privileges. In the palace, only the emperor has privileges, so he can only queue up to enter.

Han Jian entered the hall in a relatively low order. When he entered the door, he suddenly heard a cold snorkeling from behind, a very thick man's voice. Han Jian turned around and saw that it was an old acquaintance who had been smashed twice by him before, Master Pan.

As a famous scholar of the generation, Mr. Pan originally came to Luoyang City just to advertise for the Hedong School academies. Unexpectedly, Han Jian smashed the scene, which ruined his reputation. He could only stay in Chang'an City for the time being, hoping to restore his image through some public relations activities. The Ministry of Rites also invited "social celebrities" like him to a banquet, and this time, he met Han Jian again.

Han Jian deliberately bowed to Master Pan, as if provoking. Master Pan was blowing his beard and glaring at him, but he did not get angry due to the occasion.

"Does Mr. Cui know that Master Pan?" Han Jian asked Cui Mingli when he entered the door.

"I don't know." Cui Mingli said, "What kind of master from other places is just a name."

Han Jian nodded, this should be the legendary literati's despise.

Ordinary guests come in and they get their license plates to find a seat. As the King of Xiaodong, Han Jian will have a dedicated person from the Ministry of Rites to guide him to the table. Han Jian walked to his desk and found that the arrangement of his desk position was not simple.

As the King of Xiaodong, Han Jian's status was at the end of the four kings, because except for him, the three kings in the south and north are princes, and he is a prince. This does not mean that there is a difference in power. It is mainly because the royal family has "different relatives and distantness". The other three kings are all surnamed Yang. His desk is in the second row in the right, and the next one is next to the desk of the King of Southern.

Two people sat in front of a desk. The Southern King Yang Luochuan and the Southern King's Mansion General Huang Yicheng sat on the right head. Huang Yicheng was also the uncle of Huang Lie who had had a marriage with Sima Yi before.

After the table of the Southern King, Yang Luochuan's eldest son Yang Yi and the second daughter Yang Ronger were Yang Luochuan. Han Jian sat on the right side of the table and turned his head to the right and back, and he could see Yang Ronger looking at him fiercely.

In addition, King Yang Ping of the Western King sat on the left. Before the King of the Northern King was approaching, King Yang Ke of the Xiaobei King sat on the second and one table on the left.

Han Jian thought that if this arrangement was considered in terms of geographical considerations, the Eastern King and the Southern King rejected the Southern Qi, while the Western King and the Northern King were closer in military relations. There was another relationship. Han Jian thought that it should be related to the marriage between the Eastern King's Mansion and the Southern King's Mansion led by the current queen.

"Brother, I'll change my position with you." Yang Ronger said to Yang Yi when she saw Han Jian.

"Second sister, what's wrong?" Yang Yi looked up at the person who was walking over. Seeing that he was wearing a dress, he guessed that Han Jian was Xiaodong King. He thought of the previous misunderstanding between the Southern Prince's Mansion and the Eastern Prince's Mansion, and it seemed that he understood his sister's actions.

"Yeah." Yang Yi got up and changed with his sister.

Han Jian glanced at Yang Ronger who was changing seats and thought to himself, is she so scary, needs her to hide again and again?

After Han Jian sat down, the guests were basically here in a short while.

It was still half an hour before the banquet officially began. Han Jian looked at the three main tables facing the side, guessing who would sit on it.

Cui Mingli explained: "The middle one is His Majesty's seat, and the two slanted near each other belong to the two princes."

"oh."

Han Jian nodded, wondering in his heart whether the "Young Master Yang" he had known in the past two days would appear on one of the tables.

Han Jian looked at an empty guest table opposite him again and thought, is there anyone who dares not come to the emperor to give a banquet?

"That was prepared for the Southern Qi envoy." Cui Mingli added.
Chapter completed!