Chapter 117: Tuning the Tiger from the Mountain 03
"Your Majesty the Imperial Preceptor has spoken seriously, it is truly an honor for you to have the Imperial Preceptor personally come out to greet you.
Li Xiang said with a smile and cupped his hands, and then waved to the people behind him, and the servant behind him quickly presented the gift that Li Xiang had prepared.
"A small gift is not respectful."
"It's just a common meal. Mr. Xiangguo's generous gift, Lan is too embarrassed to accept it."
Lan Mingyou glanced slightly at the things Li Xiang had prepared, but they were all good things. Li Xiang was the best at winning people's hearts, relying on these things.[
Did he really think that he, Lan Mingyou, was planning to have a relationship with them by inviting their family to the Imperial Master's Mansion this time? He would do this not just to prick his heart, but just for his disciple.
The first thing Lan Mingyou saw when she came out was Bo Jixin, who was standing at the end with a low eyebrow and a gentle look. She was very gentle in pink clothes. One of the two sisters in front was bright red and the other was gold, making it completely invisible.
She is half outstanding.
However, Lan Mingyou knows how shining and surprising that seemingly simple and innocent girl really is.
"It's a must. It's my first time coming to the National Normal University. It's a must."
Li Xiang's old face still had that hypocritical and polite smile, and behind him were Li Xiang's children and his wife. Those aunts had no status on this occasion.
A large group of people stood quietly behind Li Xiang. It was not their turn to speak or interrupt now.
"Meet His Highness the Crown Prince and join His Highness the Eighth Prince."
Today, Lan Mingyou indeed hosted a banquet for members of the royal family, but only the current crown prince: Zhuge Fengqing and the eighth prince: Zhuge Fengyun came.
As soon as they came in, they saw two handsome men sitting in their seats, leisurely drinking tea and eating snacks. They were both young, only sixteen years old this year. In the academy, Zhuge Fengqing was still ranked first.
One, Zhuge Fengyun is the third.
Zhuge Fengqing is wearing a blue brocade robe with complicated patterns, gorgeous and low-key, and a handsome face. Next to him, Zhuge Fengyun is wearing a dark red robe. He is a bit more eye-catching than Zhuge Fengqing. His face is
He has a somewhat childish handsomeness, and the white jade waistband on his waist is even more eye-catching and unique.
As soon as they entered, Li Xiang took the lead and knelt down to salute, and Bo Cixin had no choice but to kneel down along with this large group of people.
"Uncle, aunt, please get up quickly. Tonight is just a home-cooked dinner prepared by the Imperial Master. There is no need for you to be polite and formal like in the palace."
Zhuge Fengqing quickly put down the cup and helped Li Xiang and Bo Rou up from the ground. Zhuge Fengyun also stood up.
"It's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
Li Xiang still tilted his head slightly, cupped his hands and said.
"Uncle, don't be polite, just call me Fengqing."
Zhuge Fengqing's mother was Li Xiang's biological sister. Li Xiang was not only the Prime Minister of the dynasty, but also the emperor's brother-in-law. However, people in the court generally called Li Xiang the Prime Minister and did not call him uncle.
Even though Zhuge Fengqing was the prince, he still had to call him uncle.
"Your Highness, this is absolutely impossible."
Li Xiang waved his hand quickly, even if he was Zhuge Fengqing's uncle, he could not go beyond this rule.[
"Everyone, please stop standing. Please sit down."
Lan Ming glanced at Bo Cixin, seeing that these people were still standing, and said something slowly, his blue-purple hair floating gently.