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Chapter 11 A grip on the prime minister, a shocking proton

After Mr. Guantao sat down, he lost Tan Xing and started to drink wine one cup after another. Qin Lei and Tieying stared at each other, not daring to comfort him.

Prime Minister Shangguan still looked like an old god, and turned to Qin Lei and asked: "I heard that Mr. Zhi Ge was slightly ill the day before yesterday, but I was reluctant to have been plagued by civil affairs and never visited him. Is Mr. Zhi Ge better?"

Qin Lei was very upset when he heard that he kept saying "Zhi Gong Gong" and said silly, "Well, let the monk cure it."

Prime Minister Shangguan said again: "Did Mr. Zhige study hard? Who taught you etiquette?" His attitude was kind, just like the elders of the clan, which made people feel fond of each other.

Qin Lei scratched his head, thought for a long time, and said, "I haven't been to school in the past few years, and I have forgotten it almost all, and the same is true for etiquette." He said that since his aunt and Concubine Qin of Qi passed away, the inner mansion has reduced all his expenses to a minimum, and naturally he will not pay his tuition fees.

Everyone said that they had to know the rules of "scholars and common people have different seats". They turned out to be a wild boy without a master's teaching.

Prime Minister Shangguan asked again: "How are you doing in the past few years?"

Qin Lei thought to himself that the opera meat was coming. He took out his acting skills at the level of "suffering the card" and pretended to be distressed and said, "No, they always don't let me go out to play, and the food is not as delicious as this one. And..." After thinking for a long time, he didn't expect the following, so he had to say embarrassedly: "It's not good anyway."

Prime Minister Shangguan asked with a mysterious smile: "Would you please send you back to Qin?"

Qin Lei immediately looked terrified and asked in panic: "Why?" He was trembling.

Prime Minister Daqi said, "Qin is your hometown, don't you want to go back?"

Qin Lei shook his head firmly and said, "No, Tieying said that Qin is ten thousand miles away. What if there are bad people on the way? And..."

"And what?" The person next to him couldn't stand the boy's constant hesitation and asked rushing to ask.

"And, Boss Tie said that when Qiuli Dahei was born, he would have to raise me one." He said a little embarrassedly.

The audience was confused and turned their eyes to Iron Eagle. Iron Eagle wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it. He explained weakly: "Da Hei is the iron boss's guardian..."

The guest burst into laughter, and the prime minister couldn't help but smile, turned around and talked to others, ignoring him.

Qin Lei and Tie Ying looked at each other and thought to themselves: You have almost passed the test.

The two of them were late at the banquet, but after all, they left the banquet soon after.

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According to the etiquette system, the host must personally see off guests. If there are adults among the sons, they can also be replaced.

Prime Minister Shangguan has three sons and four daughters, all of whom are already adults. Qin Lei thought it was the prime minister's eldest son to see the guests, but he didn't expect Shangguan Yunhe to take action himself. Seeing the fat old man with yellow beard like stars, he realized that there were heavyweights. These small characters benefited from it.

After the two big guys finished talking, the fat and yellow-bearded old man was inadvertent, his eyes swept through the crowd, and finally locked in Qin Lei. His eyes were cold and solemn, without any emotion, just like looking at a dead person.

Qin Lei had known from others that this was the culprit that he was the culprit who commanded the Qi and Chu coalition 16 years ago, defeated the Qin army, cedeed a thousand miles of land, and paid 30 million yuan a year, which led to his and his aunt's departure from their hometowns - Dongqi Baishenggong and Zhao Wujiu.

He lowered his head and did not look at Zhao Wujiu, but the flames in his heart ignited: It has been almost two months since he came to this world. Qin Lei knew that he could not go back, so he accepted his new identity. He knew that this person had a father, a mother and a brother. Although he was not around, he was always much better than his original lonely man.

So he rarely distinguishes where he is himself and that little proton.

Emperor Wang’s spring heart entrusted the cuckoo, and Zhuang Sheng was confused by the butterfly in the morning dream.

At this time, he was stared at by his destiny enemy, and he was very strong and suppressed his anger. When he looked up again, the man had already left.

Since he personally gave Zhao Wujiu, the master could not be too fond of each guest. He smiled and said goodbye to every guest, so that they felt that they were valued and treated friendly. This method of winning people's hearts was favorable without any expense, Prime Minister Shangguan had already become perfect thirty years ago.

The guests came forward according to their ranks and said goodbye to the Prime Minister. Most of them could only exchange for the Prime Minister's nonsense, "Please be more grateful if you don't have good hospitality." In Qin Lei's eyes, they looked like the welcome lady in a hotel in a later generation.

It was Qin Lei's turn to talk to him. The banquet was far away and I couldn't see clearly. At this time, I looked carefully and found that Xiao Proton had a well-proportioned figure and beautiful eyebrows. If it weren't for the strong smell of the powder, he would have been so handsome. Then Lord Shangguan was amused by his thoughts again.

The Prime Minister held his hand and felt a little rough. He asked Tie Ying next to him in surprise and said, "What ridiculous things does the Duke do on weekdays? Why is this hand called out?"

Tieying said embarrassedly: "My highness has been fascinated by ironwork recently. He invited a blacksmith to the house to jingle all day long. Bei Yi advised him many times, but he just didn't listen." He looked as if he was more sad than death. The guards of Qi on the side also nodded to prove it.

The Prime Minister said 'oh', put on a serious face, and educated Qin Lei for a while. Everyone was very envious when they saw that the little prostitute could talk to the Prime Minister.

Qin Lei held Master Shangguan's hand tightly, bent and received instruction with a look on his face, and immediately decided to take the Prime Minister as his teacher. The Prime Minister had drunkenly, so how could he accept this man as his disciple? He refused in a vague way and promised to find another good teacher for him. He tried to spread Qin Lei's fingers and pulled his hand back.

Seeing the right hand with a finger mark on it, the prime minister said angrily: "Boy who is scribing an iron, do you think my hand is an iron chisel?"

Qin Lei quickly apologized and wanted to go up and rub the prime minister. Shangguan Yunhe might have been in pain and said coldly: "I can't bear to drink, so I will send you off the guests on my behalf, so I'll give you a gift." After that, he hurried to the backyard.

In the angered eyes of everyone, the master and servant walked out of the prime minister's mansion with satisfaction, feeling very relaxed.

At this time, there were sedan chairs and carriages at the entrance of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and traffic was blocked.

Qin Lei's carriage was squeezed in the middle, unable to move forward and retreat. The two of them leaned on the shaft and chatted with each other, saying nonsense that the carriage was so beautiful and the sedan chair was so grand that they retreated ten feet away, and drew a clear line with the master and servant who had a brain out of line.

The two were talking happily, and a faint voice rang in their ears: "Okay, you, please, play the Prime Minister of Dongqi, and see me expose you and make you look good."
Chapter completed!
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