The wheels are rippling and the horses are neighing.

On the avenue leading to the Mishan Academy, the gorgeously decorated carriages are like a long dragon walking in sequence.

On a small earthblock on the roadside, Chu Tian sat lazily on it, leaning against the old yellow wolf crawling on the ground. The car drivers on the road had clan emblems on the doors, and the surnames of each family were carved in ancient seal script.

In just half an hour, Chu Tian saw the carriage of the Ling clan in Qizhou passing by, followed by the Qian clan in Qizhou, the Zhang clan in Qizhou, the Mu clan in Qizhou, the Tie clan in Qizhou, and the famous and surnamed families in Qizhou.

The representatives of these big families all have rosy faces and are full of energy, and their eyes are filled with an indescribable look of hope.

In addition to the powerful families in Qizhou, Chu Tian also met with the prefectures and county magistrates from Qizhou. Unlike the representatives of those big families, the faces of these prefectures and county magistrates became much more complicated and heavier.

After a while, a red flag rolled over and Sima Zhuifeng's carriage passed.

"Old Huang, come on, let's go too! Longmen Banquet, the fish from the Longmen Banquet are not worth eating!" He rubbed the neck of the old Huanglang vigorously, and Chu Tian rode up. The old Huanglang jumped up with a long roar and ran towards the Qishan Academy in small steps.

In front of the main entrance of the Qishan Academy, a large group of white-clothed academy disciples were smiling gentlely and politely receiving guests at the Longmen Banquet. One of the extraordinary VIPs walked out of the car and handed them to the academy disciples who were in charge of the welcome. The two sides saluted each other in a very gentle manner and greeted each other, and the VIPs were welcomed into the academy.

Chu Tian rode the old yellow wolf to the gate of the academy, jumped off the wolf's back casually, pulled out the invitation and handed it to a disciple of the academy beside him.

"Chu Tian, ​​the head of the fish market in Baimangjiang, Qizhou!" The disciple of the academy who received the invitation was shocked and read the content on the invitation. He looked at Chu Tian in surprise, with a very confused expression.

This is Zhou Liuyun's ceremony to collect disciples, a grand event at Yashan Academy. The guests who are qualified to attend the Longmen Banquet have the worst status and are also a large landlord with tens of thousands of hectares of land in their family. They also have a large number of other industries. They have wealth and honors and have been passed down for more than three generations of rich families.

How could a mere White Python River Fish Market bench, a gangster leader in the market, and the most humble person, get an invitation?

"Brother, can I have a false invitation? If there is a false one, I will leave!" Chu Tian grinned and turned around and left. He really didn't want to attend the Laoshizi Longmen Banquet. He always felt that something was going to happen this time.

He always felt that Zi Xiaosheng was just making trouble, hoping to make trouble in the world!

Zhou Liuyun's brain was broken, and she was convinced by Zi Xiaosheng.

"Chu...Brother Chu, please stay!" A disciple of the academy who was in charge of the welcome matters in charge of the guest reception heard the words here, and hurriedly ran a few steps and stopped Chu Tian who was about to leave.

The Qishan Academy is such a elegant and romantic place. The disciples of this academy really can't call the word "Chu Biant Head". He habitually wanted to call Chu Tian "Master Chu", but then he thought, Chu Tian was a nonsense "Master"!

Other honorific titles, such as "Teacher", "Mr.", "Senior", etc., are not worthy of Chu Tian, ​​the fish-selling stall!

So, the disciples of this academy used an extremely eccentric name: "Brother Chu, Brother Chu, you are a distinguished guest invited by Master Zhou himself. How can you leave? Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, let's leave a good place for you!"

The academy disciples diligently grabbed Chu Tian's sleeve and dragged him into the academy gate.

The old Huanglang wagged his tail and followed Chu Tian in a big way. Several academy disciples wanted to stop it. The old Huanglang bared his teeth and roared at them in a low voice. The several academy disciples were so scared that they hurriedly retreated and made way.

Without anyone stopping him, the old Huanglang followed Chu Tian all the way into the academy and walked along the corridor in the middle to the Meixue Spirit Building.

All the portals on the first floor of Meixue Spirit Building were demolished. In addition to the supporting pillars, the entire hall on the first floor was integrated with the square outside. More than 300 tables were placed in the hall on the first floor, and soft cushions were placed for people to kneel down behind. The seats in this building were naturally prepared for the guests with the highest status.

In the surrounding square outside the building, thousands of tables were neatly placed. The huge incense burner around the square was swaying purple smoke, and a warm fragrance spread all over the place, rich but not intoxicating, but refreshing.

"Brother Chu, please, please, please, Master Zhou specifically ordered you to go into the building and sit high!" The disciples of the academy who led the way smiled brightly, but Chu Tian could see that there was an extremely obvious surprise hidden in the guy's bright smile.

Yes, how could Chu Tian, ​​a fish-selling person, be qualified to attend the Longmen Banquet?

Even if he walked through the back door and entered the Longmen Banquet Venue, how could he be invited to sit high in Mei Xue's Spirit Building?

The only ones who are qualified to sit here are the bachelors of the Yashan Academy, the prefects of the Yazhou, Minzhou, and Mangzhou, as well as representatives of the top families with the most powerful and wealth in the territory of the three states.

Chu Tian smiled implicitly and followed the disciples of the academy who were leading the way into Meixue Spirit Building without saying a word. Shi Shiran sat down after a case on the west side.

This seat is extremely high, almost the top 30 seats in the entire building.

Before Chu Tian, ​​many people had already entered the table. Suddenly, Chu Tian, ​​wearing a "sweet and shabby outfit", had his seat even higher than himself, and dozens of eyes stared at him.

At Chu Tian’s approach, Sima Zhuifeng was already sitting there quietly. Seeing Chu Tian coming in, Sima Zhuifeng was slightly stunned, then frowned and looked at Chu Tian deeply: "Chu Tian, ​​Chu's head!"

Chu Tian turned around and bowed to Sima Zhuifeng with neither humility nor arrogant words: "Sir Prefect! This is the blessing of the people, and he is actually lucky to look at the true face of the prefect."

Sima Zhuifeng stared at Chu Tian with deep eyes. In fact, he really wanted to catch Chu Tian and torture him now, and asked if Li Qian, Zhao Kuo and others were really killed by him. But after thinking about it carefully, Sima Zhuifeng looked up and down at Chu Tian thoughtfully, turned his head and said nothing.

If it were other people in the market, they came to Meixue Spirit Building of Jishan Academy. When they saw Sima Zhuifeng and so many celebrities from Jizhou, they had already been so scared that their legs were weak and even their pissed.

Chu Tian was able to talk to him calmly, with no humility or arrogance, and was quite like a big shot. How could he look like a fish seller in the market?

Sima Zhuifeng suddenly thought of something, and he turned his head suddenly and looked at Chu Tian.

Chu Tian was still wearing that shabby outfit, and he was wearing a tattered shirt on his face.

However, Chu Tian's sitting posture, whether it is his feet, legs, waist, shoulders, and even the direction where his hands are placed, is rigorous and accurate, in line with the kneeling demeanor stipulated by the Great Jin etiquette.
Chapter completed!