In the empty first floor lobby.

Zhao Rong suddenly felt that Xiao Qian'er had good taste in clothes and knew that this noble gentleman's outfit in white was suitable for him.

In the eyes of others, he must be a handsome and suave gentleman.

Especially now that the two big hands are around the waists of the two beauties, they must be a heroic and domineering image in everyone's mind.

Otherwise, why are all the people in the hall looking at him at this moment?

Zhao Rong nodded with satisfaction.

"Zi Yu." Gu Yiwu said in a low voice and gave Zhao Rong a wink, but the latter ignored him.

Gu Yiwu was slightly stunned and had no choice but to sit with Zhao Rong, calmly looking very... rude.

Because at this moment, the large group of people that appeared from the stairwell had already walked to their table.

However, seeing that Zhao Rong did not stand up to greet the guests, Gu Yiwu and other students had no choice but to unify their attitude and look at the sudden arrival of these "guests" in front of them with some arrogance and disrespect.

The Regent of Dali, Li Mingyi, and the Grand Master of Music, Mu Jin, walked in the front, followed by the Master of Ceremonies and Music, Xue Can, the Master of Ziwei Pavilion, Chen Er, and eighteen Crescent Moon Li women in white.

After they walked in, they slowed down their pace as usual, but were slightly surprised when they saw that the scholars at the table in front of them did not stand up to greet the guests.

They all looked at the young scholar who was lowering his head to adjust his clothes and nodding from time to time.

Immediately, some of the crescent moon girls frowned slightly.

However, Li Mingyi and Mu Jin seemed to have no reaction or grudge towards this, and walked to the table without changing their steps.

The man in the blue satin python robe, who had always had a serious and majestic face, smiled for a rare time and said, "I am Li Mingyi. I have long heard of Mr. Zhao's name, and tonight I am finally fortunate enough to meet him."

The woman in palace dress with a mole at the corner of her mouth remained calm.

She bent her waist slightly, and saluted across the table, "I am Mu Jin, the Grand Music Master of the Music Bureau. I am here on the orders of the Empress Dowager to bring Mr. Zhao to the capital."

Behind the two of them, everyone saluted.

Zhao Rong remained silent, lowered his eyes, and adjusted the sleeve on his left wrist with his right hand, as if he did not hear the enthusiastic self-introductions of the crowd.

Li Mingyi and Mu Jin looked at each other silently.

Snow Silkworm and Crescent Moon Lady in the back exchanged glances.

How could everyone know that a certain young Confucian scholar was being narcissistic.

Zhao Rong did not say anything, and they did not know whether this Confucian scholar from Linlu Academy who came from afar would welcome or reject the guest.

So everyone stood in front of the table, and Jianjian began to stare blankly, the atmosphere was as awkward as it could be.

Mu Jin looked at Zhao Rong for a moment and broke the silence.

She was about to speak up to introduce herself again, "Zhao..."

Zhao Rong suddenly raised his eyes, nodded slightly and interrupted: "Well, that's enough, you are too polite. Please sit down, please sit down."

Li Mingyi and Mu Jin then sat down, and Chen Er, Xue Can and other crescent moon girls stood behind them.

Zhao Rong took the wine glass from Su Qingdai and wanted to drink it, but put it down again. He seemed to be unable to hold back and sighed:

"Hey, my Lord and all the fairies, we don't have to be so polite, just sit down."

Seeing this, the snow silkworm behind Hibiscus wanted to liven up the atmosphere and eliminate the remaining awkwardness.

She nodded and smiled: "Mr. Zhao, you are a distinguished guest..."

Zhao Rong interrupted again, "Just sit down. We are all familiar with each other, so there is no need to introduce ourselves. And I don't have time to listen. Time is precious to me."

His smile was like a gentle breeze, gentle and elegant, as if he was chatting with everyone about daily life.

So you told us not to be polite, but you really weren't polite... Many people's faces froze and they complained in their hearts.

Most of the eighteen cold Li Nu couldn't help but look at Xue Can and Chen Er with strange eyes.

This Mr. Zhao is a gentle and refined... a modest gentleman? Yes, I can see that.

"Well, it may be very valuable to you too." Zhao Rong added slowly.

Everyone: “…”

Only then did their expressions relax.

Zhao Rong seemed not to have noticed the expressions of the new guests.

He continued to laugh and said to himself: "So let's stop talking nonsense and just say whatever you want to say. I have something urgent to do later... I'll be busy tonight."

As he said the last sentence, Zhao Rong looked around at the two beautiful fairies in his arms, sighed, and whispered.

But what he whispered was heard by everyone on the field.

Gu Yiwu opened his eyes slightly and glanced at Zhao Rong subconsciously.

The burly scholar really wanted to ask his friend what he was busy with that night and whether he needed help... but he held back and did not interrupt Zhao Rong's conversation.

Upon hearing this, Mu Jin did not look surprised or bothered, but said directly:

"Her Majesty said that the gentlemen have come from afar and it is very tiring. They are our distinguished guests who have left the country. Unfortunately, the government is very busy right now. The new emperor has ascended the throne and many things need to be done. Her Majesty has to stay in the capital to assist. It is difficult for her to get away and she cannot come to meet the gentlemen. I hope Mr. Zhao will forgive me."

She paused, looking at Zhao Rong who seemed absent-minded again. "So, I and the prince came together to welcome Mr. Zhao and the other gentlemen."

Zhao Rong looked normal.

At the back, Xuecan took a pot of expensive fairy wine from Yue Niang and suddenly stepped forward holding it.

She came to Zhao Rong's table, lifted the handle of the pot with her delicate hands, and prepared to pour a glass of wine.

Zhao Rong turned his head and looked at Su Qingdai, who was sitting on his left leg in a black dress.

The latter looked up at him, pursed her lips, stretched out her frost-white soft hand from under her jet-black sleeves, and took the wine glass from Xuecan.

This stunning fairy, who used to be aloof on Mount Dali, glanced at Zhao Rong's expression again. Then, in front of everyone, she lowered her head sensibly and obediently, raised her hand to cover it with her sleeve, and took a sip of the fairy wine for him.

Everyone silently watched this scene of "understanding" between Zhao Rong and Su Qingdai.

"Young Master." Su Qingdai lowered her eyes, her face slightly red, and called softly, holding the wine glasses in both hands and placing them to the former's lips.

Zhao Rong leaned forward and calmly took a sip of the 'toast'.

Xuecan glanced at Luo Xiu, who was sitting in Zhao Rong's arms without saying a word, and then looked at Su Qingdai, who was extremely obedient. The next second, she smiled.

The tone seemed to be suggestive.

"Mr. Zhao, how about this immortal wine? Does the flavor of our land suit your taste?"

Zhao Rong glanced at Su Qingdai, who was holding the cup obediently, and then looked at Luo Xiu, who seemed shy and didn't look up, and chuckled, "It tastes good. I like it very much."

Xuecan's smile widened, and he said to himself, "It should be fine."

There are some things that the Grand Master of Music and the Regent are not convenient to say, so she is the only one who can do it for them.

This beautiful and plump woman, who was a girl from the Crescent Moon, looked around at the other students at the table and said with a smile, "This time, we also brought some other specialties from the land as a small token of our appreciation. Please don't be shy and accept them, gentlemen."

As soon as she finished speaking, the eighteen Crescent Moon Ladies who had been waiting behind her came forward gracefully, each holding a brocade bag embroidered with palace patterns in her hand.

This group of beautiful women in white came to Gu Yiwu and others with their heads down, calm and elegant postures, and handed over the brocade bags.

The eighteen students from the Hall of Justice did not take it immediately, but looked at Gu Yiwu and Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong was sipping wine with his head down and didn't look up at them.

Gu Yiwu first glanced at the treasure bag, the weight of which he didn't know.

Ziyu said that he would treat anyone to a feast and no one should compete with him for it, he would not get it for free this time... The burly scholar thought secretly. He glanced at the two stunning fairies in Zhao Rong's arms and subconsciously stood in awe... Ziyu is worthy of being called a genius. On the surface, he appears to be cynical, but in fact, he has always been working for the overall situation. At the critical moment, he gave up on this kind of beauty that ordinary people could hardly resist.

Thinking of this, Gu Yiwu became more spirited and was not willing to be left behind.

His expression suddenly restrained, his square face became stern, and he waved his sleeves, saying righteously: "Fairies, please take it away, and don't look down on us noble scholars."

Zhao Rong couldn't help but glance at this good friend and blinked slightly.

The eighteen students of the Hall of Justice were secretly impressed by the integrity of their senior. Some of the students who had been tempted by the gifts before could not help but blame themselves and reflect.

They nodded silently, understood the statements of Brother Gu and Mr. Zhao, and waved their sleeves to decline.

Xuecan was slightly startled and wanted to say more, "Gentlemen, here..."

Gu Yiwu, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, looked serious and shook his head decisively, "No!"

Xuecan's heart skipped a beat and he exchanged glances with the Grand Master of Ceremonies and the others.

Then, they all looked at the person who had been silent.

Students such as Gu Yiwu also looked at Zhao Rong, waiting for him to say something official and distance himself from the two fairies in his arms.

Li Mingyi put down the wine glass in his hand, turned his head silently, and looked at Zhao Rong...

Su Qingdai, who had been pouring wine obediently, had her eyelashes trembling slightly. She seemed to understand something, stopped what she was doing, and looked at her true love whose big hands were lingering on her waist.

Soon, everyone's eyes were focused on the person who was truly in charge.

It also fell on his hands that were around Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu's waists.

Waiting for Zhao Rong's final voice, or final choice.

Mu Jin and Li Mingyi frowned slightly. What attitude do these Confucian scholars hold?

At this moment, Zhao Rong lowered his eyes, looking left and right, as if he was looking at the two beauties in his arms.

It was as if he didn't hear what everyone had just said.

At some point.

"Pah!" Suddenly, a crisp sound, neither loud nor light, rang out at the table.

"Hmm~" Su Qingdai on Zhao Rong's legs cried out.

At the same time, she leaned forward and raised her head slightly, revealing her swan-like, slender, white neck.

This was a completely subconscious cry.

Everyone in the audience was slightly stunned, some couldn't believe their eyes...

It turned out that Zhao Rong suddenly raised his hand and then dropped it...

He actually took a direct shot on a certain raised and plump part of the beauty.

"You are staring at me stupidly again. Pour me another glass of wine." Zhao Rong tilted his head slightly and said with a smile.

"..."Everyone.

“Hmm…ah?” Su Qingdai was completely caught off guard, and only then did she react, her face flushed. He…how dare he…how dare he…

The whole place fell into deathly silence.

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