"The old guys are quite willing to give up this time."
When Chen Yang was playing with Chen Wangjie, the eyes of Chen Fang, Han Dong, and Brother Hu seemed to be manipulated. They followed the process of the ring being thrown up, caught, thrown up again, and caught again, going up and down on the ground.
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If there is a fifth person in the box, you will definitely find that the muscles of the three of their legs are tense, as if if Chen Yang fails to pick up one of them, they will rush out and use meat to pad them.
Chen Yang's movements were careless and his tone was frivolous and casual. However, Chen Fang and others did not dare to pick him up. There was a dull atmosphere in the box.
Too lazy to tease them, Chen Yang turned his hand, held Chen Wangjie in his palm, faced Chen Fang, leaned his other hand on the armrest, held his chin with his fist and said:
"If I remember correctly, in the Chen family in Shangjing, Chen Wangjinmian is the representative of status, and Chen Wangjie is the representative of power, right?"
Chen Fang responded in a low voice, held her breath again, carefully took off the Chen Wang ring from Chen Yang's palm with both hands, and then moved it onto the ring finger of Chen Yang's right hand inch by inch with excitement.
The ring seemed to be able to adjust its size automatically. With Chen Fang's gentle rotation, it fit perfectly on Chen Yang's finger, as if it had taken root and grown into his flesh.
After Chen Fang completed the set, she stood up with her face glowing and proud, bowed and said, "My subordinates pay homage to King Chen."
In the Chen family of Shangjing, a family that has been inherited for thousands of years, various ritualistic things have long been deeply rooted in the bones and are followed by every family member.
Even peripheral people like Chen Fang are no exception, Chen Yang should be the only exception.
The wearer of King Chen's golden mask has an identity that blends the Chen family's heritage.
It is proof of identity.
The Shun Emperor Ring or Chen Wang Ring, the wearer has the right to order the recruitment or removal of members of the foundation, which can be said to be life and death.
It is a representative of power.
First, I presented King Chen’s golden noodles, and then I presented him with King Chen’s ring. If the Chen family in Beijing were a single person, they would be completely kneeling now.
In addition to the tokens of the family patriarch and some secrets that only the patriarch could know, the moment Chen Yang put on the Chen Wang Ring, he had mastered everything about the thousand-year-old Chen family in Beijing.
Precisely because of knowing this, Chen Fang and Han Dong were solemn,
So solemnly,
So excited,
And, so I can’t understand Chen Yang’s frivolity.
Chen Fang took a deep breath for a long time before she managed to calm down the excitement of witnessing her family's history.
She reached into her arms, took out a slim electronic product the size of an A4 paper, and handed it to Chen Yang with both hands.
Chen Fang said respectfully: "Young Master, this is what the patriarch asked my grandfather to pass on to the Young Master."
"It contains the education content that the heir of the Chen family needs to complete when going to Beijing, but the young master did not have time to complete it back then."
When this point was brought up, Chen Fang didn't dare to look into Chen Yang's eyes. She turned her head and stared at the table legs, as if there was something she hadn't seen before.
Han Dong and Brother Hu looked up at the sky and admired the murals on the dome of the box with great interest.
None of them wanted to see Chen Yang's reaction at this moment.
After all, what the Chen family did in Beijing was not authentic back then.
The so-called education that he didn't have time to receive didn't mean that Chen Yang was kicked out of the Chen family in Beijing, lived on the streets, and even became a son-in-law, so he couldn't continue to study.
This matter was easy to do but hard to talk about. Anyway, they didn't dare to listen, and they didn't want to see Chen Yang's attitude and expression.
Chen Yang didn't care about their tacit avoidance of eyes, and he toyed with the A4-sized ink screen electronic product over and over again.
The ink screen is as thin as paper, soft and foldable.