sinovels Chapter 686 The rules are complicated
Chapter 686 The rules are complicated
Chapter 686 The rules are complicated
In Rongguo's mansion, Cui Yu and Rongguo's wife had the same goal, both of which were to suppress the collateral 'spirit'.
Only by pushing Shenqi to the position of Duke, then Shen Zhuliu will have a chance to inherit the title.As long as Mrs. Rong Guogong controls the reproductive rights of 'Shen Qi' and prevents 'Shen Qi' from having any new children, the position of Rong Guo Gong in the future must belong to Shen Zhuliu.
If the gods are allowed to ascend to the position of Duke, then only the son of the gods will inherit the position of Duke, and even myself, the former wife of the Duke, will lose her status in the palace.
Cui Yu looked at Mrs. Rong Guo, and thousands of thoughts flickered in his mind: "How can God pray for it..."
Shenqi came to the Rongguo Mansion when he was a child. In order to prevent Shenqi from being persecuted, all of them were raised by the old lady himself, but who knows that even so, the woman in front of him still took advantage of the loopholes.
The dignified Lord Rong Guo was actually cuckolded by his nephew. If the news spread, the whole of Haojing would explode.
"This woman is a ticking time bomb. What if she uses this to threaten me if I inherit the position of Duke in the future? What if she wants to die with me?" Countless thoughts flickered in Cui Yu's mind.
However, this woman was able to make troubles in Shen's house and was not killed by Rong Guogong, so her methods can be seen as mediocre.The most important thing is that she killed Rong Guogong's three adult heirs one after another, but Rong Guogong couldn't help him, and he saw the horror in it.
"No matter what means the other party has, after I inherit the position of Rong Guo Gong and settle down, it will be fine as long as she is obedient. If she is not obedient, I will send her on the road with the Seven Arrows Book of Nail Head. The Seven Arrows Book of Nail Head kills people. Invisible, no matter how many methods she has, she can't use them. And that Shen Zhuliu is 12 years old this year. I killed Shen Qi. If he knows the truth in the future, he will definitely take revenge on me." Cui Yu The dark side of my heart began to twist.
Not to blame him for overthinking, but the fact is that there is no impenetrable wall in the world. Back then, there were many masters in the Liangjie Mountains, and many people saw the conflict between himself and Shenqi with their own eyes.
Cui Yu began to think about all kinds of variables in his heart.
If he wants to use the power of the Duke's Palace to benefit himself, he needs to work hard to strengthen the Duke's Palace.
"You have a rest, I will ask Yinger to take you around the Duke's mansion later, maybe you can still recall the lost memories." Jin Huairou saw that he couldn't take advantage of it, so he said something, and tidied up his clothes Then, he gave Cui Yu a sad look, turned around and walked out the door.
Looking at Jin Huairou's frail and thin back, Cui Yu always felt as if he had done something heinous, and for some reason, he felt an indescribable sense of guilt.
"I didn't fucking do anything, I'm also a victim? Why is it like this?" Cui Yu was speechless.
"This woman's methods are really powerful!" Cui Yu could only sigh in his heart.
While talking, there was a knock on the door, and then a cute little head poked in from outside the door: "Master, you are finally back, Ying Er almost thought that he would never see you again."
A girl about fifteen or sixteen years old rushed in from the door with red and swollen eyes, and threw herself into Cui Yu's arms.
The girl combed a maid's hair, and her expression looked cute, a bit like Song Zuer's, with two small balls on her head, wearing a green shirt, and kept crying.
"This...?" Cui Yu felt the warm fragrance of warm jade in his arms, and was at a loss for a moment, not knowing where to put his hands.
Cui Yu recognized this woman at a glance, she was the Ying Er that Mrs. Rong Guogong mentioned.Last night, Guanlan told herself that she had a servant girl, Yinger, who grew up with her in Rongguo Duke's Mansion and has been with her for more than ten years.
It can be said that the person closest to him in the entire Rongguo Palace is Ying'er.
However, Cui Yu was a little suspicious, wondering if this Ying Er was a secret thread that Mrs. Rong Guo had planted by her side.
"Are you Yinger?" Cui Yu asked.
Ying'er cried even more when she heard this, with snot and tears streaming down her face: "My lord, don't you remember me? I'm Ying'er!"
Cui Yu shook his head: "I suffered great terror in the Liangjie Mountains. It is a blessing to come back alive. I have lost many memories."
Cui Yu sighed softly, his voice full of helplessness.
"My lord, I'm your caring little girl Ying Er." The little girl looked at Cui Yu with tears in her eyes, staring at Cui Yu with tears in her eyes.
"My lord, don't you want me?" Ying'er snotted and burst into tears.
"Why don't you? I just can't remember. When I recover my memory, I will definitely think of you." Cui Yu patted the girl's little head.
No matter who arranged the girl's situation, as a man, he should comfort her at this time.
"Master, it's good that you come back. As long as you come back, you can remember Ying'er one day." The girl looked at Cui Yu with tearful eyes, then took out a handkerchief and wiped the snot and tears on her face randomly: " I heard that you were back last night, so I cooked your favorite seven-spice porridge for you overnight, and I will bring it to you now. This seven-spice porridge has been cooked all night, and it is just right."
The girl didn't wait for Cui Yu to speak, she turned around and ran out in a hurry, leaving Cui Yu standing in the room in a daze.
In just one hour, too many things happened, so many that Cui Yu was a little confused, and couldn't figure out what happened at all.
Not long after Cui Yu was made to wait, Ying Er came in cautiously from the door holding a tray with colorful casserole on it: "My lord, this is your favorite seven-spice porridge."
Ying'er carefully put the seven-spice porridge on the table, then pulled Cui Yu to sit down, and then carefully lifted the casserole with the soft silk. The next moment, a strange fragrance permeated the room. The strange fragrance is very unique, it seems that it penetrates into the internal organs of the human body along the pores, as if it wants to incense the whole person.
So fragrant!
This aroma is intoxicating.
"What is this made of, why is it so fragrant?" Cui Yu asked.
This aroma was so unique that Cui Yu felt like his energy was in the air.
Hearing Cui Yu's question, the girl said with a smile: "This is the son's favorite seven-flavor pot, which is made of unique ingredients in Qiqi49."
The girl looked at Cui Yu with a pair of eyes, knowing that the person in front of her had lost her memory, and patiently explained: "This seven-scented pot is made of seven unique milks, seven unique meats, seven unique herbs, and seven unique waters. Seven kinds of unique rice, seven kinds of unique spices, and seven kinds of unique bones. "
"Oh?" Cui Yu showed a surprised look, and the girl chirped: "The so-called seven unique milks refer to dragon milk, fox milk, tiger milk, leopard milk, scorpion milk, human milk, and thunder milk. According to It is cooked in a unique proportion and slowly fermented in an ice cellar for three years. The so-called seven unique meats refer to earth dragon meat, golden cicada meat, goose meat, raccoon meat, badger meat, hedgehog meat, and black bear. Meat, only the best parts of the seven kinds of meat are taken. For example, the black bear meat is made from only one or two essences in the middle of the bear's paw. These seven kinds of meat are stewed together and need to be fed slowly over a low fire for a day and a night. Only then can it be done. As for the seven unique herbs, they are ginseng, velvet antler, sea coral, white wolfberry, rehmannia glutinosa, meat Tai Sui, and Buhuazi. These seven kinds of herbs have been selected for more than 500 years and processed through [-] processes. It can be done. As for the seven unique kinds of water, there is a way to do it. It requires snow water during the winter solstice, rain during the summer solstice, dew during the cold dew season, rain during the Grain Rain season, old snow, and mountain The clear spring in the world. As for the seven unique kinds of rice, yellow rice, glutinous rice, sticky rice, white rice, black rice, purple rice, millet..." the girl rambled, while she filled a bowl for Cui Yu, Hold it in front of Cui Yu.
Cui Yu looked at the porridge in front of him with surprise in his eyes: "How much money does it take to make this bowl of rice?"
The girl stretched out a finger, Cui Yu slightly speculated, and then said, "100 taels?"
The girl shook her head: "100 taels can't even afford a 500-year-old ginseng hair. If you want to make this bowl of Qixiang porridge, you need at least 1 taels of silver."
Cui Yu was holding the Qixiang porridge, and suddenly felt a little hot. What is the concept of 1 taels of silver for a bowl of porridge?
In this world, 20 taels of silver is enough for an ordinary family of five to eat and drink for a year, and 1 taels is a sky-high price!
But seeing Ying'er's disapproving expression, Cui Yu secretly sighed: "The extravagance of these nobles is obvious. The Rongguo Duke's mansion is so extravagant and wasteful, let alone those princes and princes."
His eyes were full of shock, the world really has been a bitter noble for a long time.
Cui Yu suddenly had some support for Taiping Road in his heart. The upper-class dignitaries and rich families were stinking of wine and meat, while the lower-class people were exploited by natural and man-made disasters.
Cui Yu had countless thoughts in his mind, holding the bowl in his hand for a moment, it was a little hot.
This is not porridge, this is the hard work of countless people!
The blood of countless people!
But after taking a bite, Cui Yu felt that it was really delicious.
"It's a pity." Yinger suddenly sighed in a low voice.
"What?" Cui Yu asked.
"You don't know. In recent years, the situation in my Divine Kingdom's government has been declining, and our family's property has been shrinking. We can no longer make ends meet. In the past, you could eat a bowl of Qixiang porridge every day, but now you can only eat one bowl a month. "Ying Er's little face was full of sorrow: "The property of our Rongguo Duke's Mansion has been defeated by others."
"What's the reason for the defeat?" Cui Yu asked.
"The masters and ladies in the family have spent extravagantly. Coupled with the sluggish industry in the outside world, the master and his wife continued to sell off their property to supplement the family income. Our life is becoming increasingly difficult." The girl said.
Hearing the girl's words, Cui Yu frowned, and a bad premonition suddenly emerged in his heart. The Rongguo Duke's Mansion he accepted would be just an empty shell, right?
Before Cui Yu could finish thinking about it, Ying Er said: "The reason why our Duke's mansion can survive now is all relying on Madam to make up for the family. The loan sharks released."
Hearing Ying Er's words, Cui Yu seemed to be beeping the dog, his eyes were full of horror: "The claws are numb! This time there is a big problem!"
The problem is not that big!
He felt that there must be a big problem, but he couldn't figure out where the specific problem was for a while.
Don't think about it if you can't figure it out. When Guanlan comes, just ask yourself.
Eating the seven-spice porridge in his hand, Cui Yu felt it was so delicious. He had never eaten anything so delicious.
After the meal, Yinger chatted and introduced various things to Cui Yu, including Cui Yu's daily life. Cui Yu just listened silently, and said to herself, "What a luxury!"
Luxury indeed!
Countless thoughts flickered in Cui Yu's mind, and Guan Lan arrived before he was allowed to wait long.
"Now I will teach you the various etiquettes required for the assessment. If you want to inherit the position of the Duke, you must not make any mistakes in the etiquette, otherwise you will be disrespectful. Since thousands of years ago, the ritual sages set the etiquette, the Great Zhou Dynasty followed This set of etiquette is strictly enforced. If you make a mistake, you will be in big trouble once you fail the assessment." Guanlan looked at Cui Yu with a pair of eyes: "Although you are the only heir to the Duke's Mansion, if you If you are rude during the assessment process, you will lose your inheritance rights, and then someone will come to compete with you, and there will be variables for no reason."
Cui Yu nodded silently when he heard the words, and then chose to obey. Guanlan looked at Cui Yu: "Stand up."
Cui Yu stood up.
"Take a step." Guanlan said.
Cui Yu took a step forward, Guanlan frowned: "Stop!"
Cui Yu was puzzled, and looked at Guanlan with a pair of eyes: "Is there anything wrong?"
"Of course!" Guanlan stared at Cui Yu's feet: "Remember, take the left foot first."
"Is there a certain way to step?" Cui Yu was taken aback.
"Of course there are rules." Guanlan said angrily: "Men step with their left foot first, and women step with their right foot. This is the etiquette established by the sages of the past."
Cui Yu's face twitched a bit when he heard this: "Sage of Li, who is immortal, has really caused harm for thousands of years. Thanks to the saint of Li who was deprived of his position as a school and suppressed by the Great Zhou Dynasty, otherwise, I don't know how many people will suffer from the so-called smear of etiquette. Harmful."
"Hush, be careful! Don't talk nonsense." Guanlan looked at Cui Yu with a pair of eyes: "The first condition for becoming a nobleman is not to talk nonsense. You must be dignified when you speak, and you must not slander others."
Having said this, Guanlan smiled bitterly and said: "Of course, although the etiquette is complicated, it is only for the direct heirs. As for the collateral lines that have no inheritance rights, that's it."
"When you take part in the assessment this time, there will definitely be moths." Guanlan looked at Cui Yu: "You must do it perfectly, without any flaws, so that people can't find any mistakes."
"Someone wants to make trouble?" Cui Yu frowned.
"Do you think the gods will be willing to give up after preparing for so long?" Guanlan asked.
(End of this chapter)