Chapter 623 Chunyang National Teacher
Han Mo was still guessing who the two empty seats opposite were, but he saw someone hurried in from outside the hall, walked to the uncle, and said something with his ears. The uncle nodded slightly, stood up, and bowed to everyone, "Wait for everyone!" He bowed and smiled at Cao Yin, and then quickly left the central hall...
Cao Yin and Han Mo looked at each other, and the eyes of both parties naturally showed the intention of making each other more cautious.
The officials of Qing State were extremely adaptable to such banquets. Some officials had already taken the opportunity to take advantage of the maids around them, but the maids were extremely docile and allowed to be frivolous. Several maids dodged a little, which caused a burst of strange laughter from the officials. A group of Qing State officials did not care about Cao Yin and other foreign envoys from Yan, which was very presumptuous.
There was also a famous man who looked like a man holding a wine cup and tasting the wine. He looked at the maid beside him with his eyes, squinted and smiled: "Smell the wine with others, beside the soft jade seat... Come on, let's taste a drink with me..." He actually put the cup in his hand over and asked the maid to drink with him.
Many famous scholars of Qing Dynasty Shangwen.
For most literati, the so-called famous scholars must have the unrestrained style of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, be unrestrained, speak amazingly, and be extraordinary. There is no vulgarity but only romanticism. Even if they are vulgar, they can only be considered romanticism.
The so-called sages are always lonely, and it is true that the true celebrities are romantic!
No one from Qing State officials came to pay attention to Cao Yin and the other three, and they spoke and burst into laughter.
Han Mo looked calm, took off his sword from his waist, picked it up, then lifted it onto the table in his hand, and then placed it heavily on the ancient wooden table table. The sword and the table made a "click" sound, and the sound was extremely loud. For a moment, many people in the middle hall were alarmed, and countless eyes looked at Han Mo with a "swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish.
Even the maid who was blooming quietly like a flower on the shore of Han Mo was shocked by the sudden sound of the sword colliding with the table. Turning his head, his pretty face slightly changed color.
These maids were naturally carefully trained by the uncle's mansion, so that they would be there at the banquet.
In fact, the nobles of Qing Kingdom sing almost every night, and the banquets were as numerous as cows. The difference was nothing more than the size of the banquet.
As long as you have a little status, some beautiful maids should be trained in the mansion to come out to save face at the banquet. This trend began to rise after the founding of the Qing Kingdom. At first, there were only women serving each other. The more they went on, the more harsh the women they selected became. They not only had beautiful appearance, but also had good sex and gentle temperament. This type of maid was equivalent to the fruit and wine at the banquet. It was an indispensable part and a part of the competition between the nobles.
The uncle of Guo was a sensible figure in Qingguo today. He was extremely powerful. The maids in the mansion were naturally top-notch, so they were quite knowledgeable.
Han Mo suddenly lifted his sword and placed it on the table. The maid next to him was naturally surprised. Since she entered the mansion, she has served many people, and has never seen any guest dare to bring weapons into the mansion of the uncle.
For a moment, the officials of Qingguo all showed anger, and some even said bluntly: "The vulgar martial artist is a disgrace to his ethics!"
"I am a barbarian country, I don't understand the etiquette of the Supreme People's Republic of China, and I don't know the ethics of the Supreme People." Some people followed the trend.
Han Mo ignored the cold words of the people of Qing, turned his head, saw the look of surprise on the face of the maid beside him, and smiled gently, saying, "Girl, don't be afraid. This knife only kills evil villains!"
Han Mo said, and an official stood up opposite him, with a goatee. Han Mo remembered that this person had sarcasticized him before in front of the mansion, and even said that he would stop him from entering the mansion with a knife.
The goatee pointed at Han Mo bluntly and scolded: "You said this knife only kills evil villains, who do you want to kill?"
Han Mo did not answer immediately, but just smiled and said to the maid: "Girl, pour me wine!"
Seeing Han Mo's gentle smile, the maid calmed down and knelt down and moved her body over, picked up the wine pot, poured wine for Han Mo. Han Mo picked up the wine glass, smiled slightly, and said, "Thank you!" After savoring the wine, she raised her head, looked at the goatee, and said calmly: "You are so excited, you are the first to come out. Could it be that you think you are talking about you? Do you admit that you are a villain?"
The goatee's face changed drastically and she said angrily: "What did you say?"
"What did I say? You didn't hear me?" Han Mo said: "If you don't hear me, you can ask the people around you, and there will always be someone who hears me!"
The Qing State officials were huddled for a moment, and there were noises coming from front and back, which was obviously very dissatisfied with Han Mo's words.
"General Han, you Yan people came to seek peace. How could you be rude to Lord Qian?" One of the people in the seat said loudly: "Lord Qian is the Chief Censor, how can you let your nonsense?"
The Censorate is a supervisory agency. To put it bluntly, it is the yamen that curses and impeaches people. It has one Censor’s Office, and two Censor’s Chief Censors are below.
Han Mo glanced at the man, smiled faintly, and said calmly: "This adult seems to have made a mistake. My Dayan has never asked anyone for peace. Generally speaking, the way for my Dayan to resolve the dispute is very simple!" He picked up the sword on the table, looked at the man coldly, and said word by word: "Solve it with a knife!"
When Han Mo's words were about to cause a new storm, he heard a shout outside the door: "The National Master is here!"
For a moment, everyone in the hall calmed down and stood up at the same time and looked towards the hall door.
The uncle of the country brought a Taoist priest into the hall. The Taoist priest was wearing a gossip Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, and his hair and beard were all white. He looked a little bit like a fairy-like Taoist priest.
The clothes were fluttering. As soon as the uncle and the white-haired Taoist priest entered the hall, all the Qing people in the hall bowed their knees and saluted the Taoist priest, saying, "See the national master!"
Han Mo and Cao Yin looked at each other and frowned. Han Mo could also see from Cao Yin's expression that the Marquis seemed to have no idea about this national teacher.
The national master looked squinting, as if no one was around. Under the guidance of his uncle, he arrived at the chief on the right to sit down. Behind him, he even followed the Taoist priest in the green robe. When the national master sat down, he sat cross-legged behind the national master, looking at his nose and nose, and his heart was still as motionless as a bell.
Although the national master ignored the officials and famous scholars of Qing State who stood up and bowed, everyone did not mind. When the national master and uncle sat down, these talents sat down one after another.
The uncle of the country had already smiled and introduced to Cao Yin, "Mr. Marquis, this is my national teacher of Daqing, the master of Qitian Temple, Chunyang Immortal Master!" He also introduced to the immortal master of Chunyang, "National Master, this is Mr. Changde, the official envoy of Yan State, and which one is General Han Mohan, the deputy envoy of Yan State!"
Master Chunyang glanced at Chang Dehou, then looked at Han Mo, and just nodded slightly without saying much.
When Han Mo looked at the Chunyang Immortal Master, he suddenly felt a strange gaze staring at him. When he noticed, he found that behind the Chunyang Immortal Master, a Taoist priest in blue was staring at him.
The Taoist priest had white beards and white hair, a long face, and looked a bit like a fairy, but his eyes were flashing with resentment, staring at Han Mo, as if he wanted to swallow Han Mo down.
Han Mo frowned slightly, not understanding why the Taoist priest looked at him with such a resentful look.
The uncle seemed to notice the Taoist priest looking at Han Mo and smiled and said, "General Han, this is Yuan Daoling, Yuan Tianshi. He was originally the master of the Microscope of the Pagodao Mountain Cui, and now he is the great disciple of the National Master, and he is also the guardian of the Qitianguan Dharma Master!"
The three words "Yuan Daoling" penetrated into Han Mo's ears. There was nothing strange for a moment, but when he saw the other party still looking at him with resentment, Han Mo couldn't help but look at the other party's appearance, and the more he looked at him, the more familiar he felt.
"Yuan Daoling!" Han Mo passed the name in his heart, and suddenly remembered that the Yuan Daoling Master Yuan Tianzhe had seen him before.
When the Ye family rebelled in Bozhou County, before Hanye City was captured, they sent Shadow Guard Black Rat to assassinate the generals of the aristocratic family army. That time, Xiao Lingzhi was injured by the black rat of the Ye family, and was highly poisoned and in danger of death.
Han Mo went out of the city to look for Kuai Tears, and then met a Taoist priest who cheated him. He wanted to snatch Kuai Tears from Han Mo. In the end, the despicable Taoist priest who wanted to sneak attack Han Mo was beaten up by Han Mo and even pulled off his beard.
And the Yuan Daoling and Yuan Tianshi in front of him were the despicable Taoist priest he met that day.
More than a year has passed since this incident. If Yuan Daoling hadn't appeared at the reception banquet today, Han Mo would not have remembered the incident that happened in Hanye City.
At this time, when I remembered the other party’s identity, I suddenly understood why the other party looked at him with such a resentful gaze.
Yuan Daoling obviously also saw that Han Mo remembered the old resentment he had at the beginning, and smiled coldly, his expression became more and more cold. However, Han Mo smiled slightly, raised his hand and placed it under his jaw, and made a beard-pulling move, leisurely and cheered. Yuan Daoling rolled his eyes.
The Chunyang Immortal Master closed his eyes like a stone statue, with a expressionless face, and the whole hall seemed very quiet for a moment.
The uncle finally raised the wine cup, first made a gesture to Cao Yin, then raised his glass and said loudly: "Everyone, today is to welcome the Yan State mission. The Marquis and General Han traveled thousands of miles to send the princess. It is very hard to establish a two-state alliance. I suggest that we would like to honor the Marquis, General Han and Lord Song for this first glass of wine!"
Except for the three Taoist priests, everyone raised their wine glasses and toasted to Changdehou, and ignored Han Mo and Song Shiqing.
Cao Yin smiled and picked up the wine glass, but did not drink immediately. Instead, he asked the uncle with a smile: "Uncle, are everyone here? If we haven't arrived yet, we can wait!"
Chapter completed!