Chapter 901 Peony: National Teacher
Su Bei pretended to be surprised, "What? Please don't scare me, the national teacher."
The national teacher shook his head, "Of course not, if Young Master Su doesn't believe it, I can't help it."
Su Bei pretended to be hesitant, "If there is really such a thing in the mansion, the monster you mentioned, how should we deal with it?"
The national teacher took out a bell, shook it, but there was no sound, "If this bell touches a monster, it will make a sound. After Young Master Su proves that what I said is true, come to me again."
Su Bei took the bell and pretended to thank him, "Thank you, Master, how can I find you?"
The bell or something is simply left over from his playing, and it has no meaning at all.
The national teacher replied: "Just come to the national teacher's residence."
Su Bei nodded and said yes, and waited for the national teacher to go away, Su Bei threw the bell that would not ring into Duan Tianlang's arms, "Monsters and so on are nothing at all, I don't believe it."
Duan Tianlang put the bell away and put it in his sleeve, "If you talk too much, this kind of thing really exists."
Su Bei rolled his eyes at him, "What kind of peony demon story do you want to use to protect your peony?"
Duan Tianlang shook his head slightly, "Of course not, I just think you can use this bell to test whether it's real or not."
Su Bei said disdainfully: "So what if it's true, so what if it's fake."
"Anyway, I'm an ordinary person, what can I do to a demon?"
Duan Tianlang was silent for a while, as if that was the case, "Master Su's thinking is not too pessimistic, everything is possible, isn't it?"
Su Bei proudly raised his chin and walked forward, "Let's talk, I'm busy."
The two soon arrived at the main hall where the palace banquet was held. Although the banquet hadn't started yet, it was a bit lively.
Probably because Miss Sun was too embarrassing, Mr. Sun didn't even bring her here.
There are quite a lot of other officials' children. There are so many worlds in northern Jiangsu, and they have participated in countless palace banquets. They feel that they are all similar, nothing special.
After stepping in, a little eunuch led Su Bei to the place where he was seated. It was so remote that even if he didn't look carefully, he couldn't see that there was such a place to eat.
It's too miserable, isn't it a businessman? As for being so demeaning?
But there is no way, who made the ancient farmers the primary productive force.
One after another, many people came in, most of them were officials and family members.
Those with sons and daughters, in fact, are mostly due to blind dates. If you see it right, you can consider marriage or something.
Anyway, that's what it looks like.
Su Bei raised his head and looked at the people who were chatting, feeling extremely bored.
Thinking of something, he turned his head and looked at Duan Tianlang...
I'm sorry, without Duan Tianlang, I don't know where I went, I guess I went to see the emperor, forget it.
It's not that no one came to strike up a conversation with Su Bei, no, I don't know who the son is, his feet are sloppy, and he looks like his body has been hollowed out by wine.
Holding his wine glass, he approached Su Beidao: "I don't know which son you are, why did you sit in the corner."
It was probably because of this person that he attracted a lot of attention, but those gazes were not very friendly, gloating, or showing pity. It seemed that this man who struck up a conversation was not a good person.
Su Bei raised his eyelids, "Young Master Su."
The man frowned, "Su family, which Su family?"
His servant reminded him in a low voice: "That imperial merchant."
The man suddenly realized, "So it's the Su family, who has been famous for a long time!"