A month ago, Dai Zhou had no choice but to sit on the frisbee and was forced to lie on it. It could be said that he had lost all face.
Today, Cheng Yaojin was lying on the frisbee like a fat pig, not caring about his face at all.
On the other hand, Li Lizhi's legs were extremely weak, but the pride of the royal family made her work hard to stand firm.
The flying disc was silent as it quickly cut through the air. After flying for more than an hour, it finally entered a balcony.
" Princess, we've arrived…" Dai Zhou said softly.
Then, he got off the frisbee and cupped his hands at Lin Chen, who was pouring tea on the sofa behind the coffee table."Country Ruler, this official has nagged!"
"Sit down!" Lin Chen nodded.
He looked at the other people who had yet to come down from the frisbee. Li Lizhi was the first to catch his eye because her makeup was too dazzling.
From the phoenix headdress on the top and the young age, Lin Chen could guess that she was a princess.
However, Lin Chen felt disgusted by the ghost-like makeup.
Even though he had guessed the cause and effect, this kind of makeup was not pleasing to Ling Chen's standards.
Next was the red-robed fatty who had yet to get up. Beside him was a huge axe. Lin Chen roughly knew who he was.
However, it was said that in real history, Cheng Yaojin also used a cavalry heavy spear, which was Ma Shuo's. No one knew why.
"Princess, please get off the horse…Uh, flying disc…We've arrived, this is the king!”Dai Zhou turned around and cupped his hands.
Li Lizhi took a deep breath and carefully got off the frisbee. She looked at Lin Chen carefully.
Then, he crossed his hands in front of his chest, holding his right hand with his left hand, and pressing his left thumb on his right thumb. He nodded slightly and said,"Great Tang's Eldest Princess Chang Le greets the King of Eastwoods!”
Lin Chen's eyes lit up, but he frowned.
Princess Changle was one of the female leads in almost every historical fiction novel of the Tang Dynasty. She was very famous. Lin Chen did not expect to meet her in person.
However, this Changle Princess was far from what he imagined. First of all, he couldn't stand the makeup.
Lin Chen knew about the Changle ceremony. It was called the cross hand ceremony. It was a ceremony used by women in the early Tang Dynasty and the previous dynasties.
After Wu Zetian, women had the Wan Fu gift.
"Sit down! There are no rules here!
I don't understand the etiquette of your Great Tang, so I won't be polite.
Similarly, when you see me, you don't need to bow.
I stand for equality here.
It was not that there were no classes, but that everyone was responsible for their own matters. Although there were classes, from the perspective of human rights, everyone was human and equal.”Lin Chen nodded and pointed at the sofa opposite him.
"Uh…Princess, as the saying goes, when in Rome, do as the romans do. We cannot blame the ruler for following the etiquette of our Great Tang!”Dai Zhou quickly interjected.
He was afraid, afraid that Chang Le would be angry because of this.
After all, this was Lin Chen's territory.
Chang Le's eyes lit up as he was attracted by Lin Chen's words.
Everyone was equal. In this case, it could be said that it was a huge threat to Changle.
As a princess, she often fantasized that she was a commoner. This was the so-called best if she couldn't get it.
As for commoners, the most important thing was that they naturally did not have so much etiquette.
He sat down on the sofa like Lin Chen and sighed in his heart. He wondered what was under his butt. It was so soft.
She wanted to take off her shoes and sit on her knees out of habit, but seeing Lin Chen sitting like this, she decided to do as the locals did.
Cheng Yaojin carried the axe and stood behind the sofa with Dai Zhou. Cheng Yaojin looked up at the ceiling and did not say a word. He did not want to talk now because he had just lost face.
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