Because the old lady was busy preparing for Nan Baorong's marriage, she had no time to control Nan Baoyi, and was not careful that she began to get close to Xiao Yi again.

That night, Nan Baoyi secretly came to Chaowenyuan.

The hibiscus pavilion is surrounded by the water, and the evening hibiscus is planted everywhere, reflected in the water light, which is particularly lively and lively.

Yu Wei picked up the bamboo curtains on the pavilion and smiled and said, "Please, girl."

She stepped in, and the pavilion was decorated with food tables and futons, and there were glass lamps hanging from the sandalwood lamp stands, which were very elegant and unique.

The powerful minister had arrived and was kneeling on the cushion and cooking tea slowly.

Chen Yichao knelt down after another meal table, and was still dressed in white as snow, with plain white ribbon tied at the end of his hair, and his posture was arrogant and noble.

She lowered her eyebrows and kept her eyes silently sitting behind Xiao Yi.

It was clearly here to attend the banquet, but the atmosphere in the pavilion was as tense as a sword, which made people feel like fighting, as if they would lose their lives if they were not careful.

It seems that following the powerful ministers is also a risky investment!

She thought about it and rubbed against Xiao Yi again.

Chen Yichao said unhappily: "Cousin has really become a rural villager? Otherwise, how could I have dinner with such a vulgar woman?"

He has always looked down on people, and Nan Baoyi really wants to open his head.

But he called Xiao Yi "cousin", which means that the powerful ministers knew their own life experience.

But in his previous life, he did not see him recognizing his ancestors.

She looked at Xiao Yi. He was indifferent to cooking tea and did not answer Chen Yichao's question.

Chen Yichao said again: "It's better not to have this dinner. I would rather starve to death than eat with the untouchables. Xiao Yi, I will only ask you one question, where did Yunniang go?"

The tea has been cooked.

Xiao Yi scooped up the tea soup and sniffed the fragrance of tea leisurely.

Chen Yichao frowned slightly: "If you ignore me like this, I will write a letter to tell my aunt."

“Try it?”

Xiao Yi picked up the white jade cup and approached Nan Baoyi's lips.

Nan Baoyi lowered her eyes and took a sip of tea.

She was not good at tea making, and only knew that this big red robe was cooked by Xiao Yi himself, which seemed to taste better than the maids in the mansion.

Xiao Yi stroked her head, took off her cloak, and covered her from head to toe, "Not taking it off without my permission."

Nan Baoyi didn't know what he was going to do, and nodded gently as if he was joking in his heart.

Xiao Yi glanced out of the pavilion.

Shi Yan immediately came in with a tray, knelt down on one knee in front of Shen Yichao, and said with a respectful smile: "Mr. Chen, Yun Niang is here! The master said that the beauty's skin and bones should not be disappointed. She specially made a wine vessel, please use it."

Nan Baoyi subconsciously tightened her hands.

With just the word "wine utensil", she guessed what happened to Yunniang.

The methods of powerful ministers are so cruel!

The pavilion was silent for a long time, and Chen Yichao said coldly: "Yunniang is my aunt's person."

Xiao Yi was eating tea slowly, "So what?"

"You are so bold, I will write a letter to tell my aunt to go!"

"I forgot to tell my cousin that all the guards you brought were captured by my people and were locked in the dungeon. There was no one around you."

"You are arrogant!" Chen Yichao stood up suddenly.

Xiao Yi said again: "By the way, your money and valuable items have been confiscated by me. If you want to go back to Chang'an to file a complaint, why not consider the money first?"

Furong Pavilion fell silent again.

Chen Yichao walked out of the pavilion with a calm face.

Before he could take a few steps, Xiao Yi blew the tea soup, "There is no midnight snack in Chaowenyuan tonight. If you don't eat this banquet and are hungry in the middle of the night, don't cry and call me, and who will sue for the small complaint?"

"Xiao Yi, don't bully people too much!"

Xiao Yi smiled: "So what if you bully you?"

Chen Yichao's complex expression.

When he was in Chang'an, he was a romantic and noble young man. Everyone protected him and held him. Because of his aunt's status, even the prince in the palace would respectfully call him "Shen Xiaolangjun" when he saw him.

No one has ever dared to not give him face like Xiao Yi.

After all, people had to bow their heads under the eaves. He said coldly: "It's okay to let me have a meal, but I will never eat with the lower ninth grade untouchables. This woman must leave."

Yunniang's head has been taken away.

Xiao Yi uncovered the cloak and not only did he not drive Nan Baoyi, but instead signaled the maid to have a meal.

He personally put on the dishes and chopsticks for Nan Baoyi and said lightly: "If you want to eat, get out of the way if you don't eat."

Chen Yichao is so angry!

He sat cross-legged in his sleeves with his hands in a tangled manner, "Xiao Yi, your status is precious, how can you put a bowl for the untouchables?"

Xiao Yi was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Nan Baoyi couldn't help it: "I don't know where the little girl offended Mr. Chen, and you will be humiliated repeatedly?"

Chen Yichao turned his face slightly: "I will not talk to the untouchables."

"The little girl asked herself why she became a pariah?"

Chen Yichao disdained: "People are born with different highs and lows. If they are divided into small groups, they can be divided into nine ranks. You are a citizen of a small country in Nanyue and are born into a Pengmen merchant. Although you have a good appearance, your background is there. If you want me to qualify, you can only be rated as the eighth rank."

Nan Baoyi was very pleased, "The eighth grade is not bad either."

Chen Yichao laughed: "One to nine, the ninth grade is the best, and the first grade is the best."

Nan Baoyi embarrassedly: "Why do you take a closer look, I think I can get a few more ratings."

Chen Yichao stretched out his hand from his sleeve and pointed at Xiao Yi: "He was born, looked very good, and had excellent martial arts skills. It's a pity that he grew up in the countryside and could barely be rated as the third rank."

He pointed to Yu Wei again: "He has a low background and a good appearance, and the seventh grade."

Nan Baoyi was very dissatisfied: "Why am I one lower than Yuwei?"

"Because you are from Nanyue, and she is from Dayong."

More than two hundred years ago, Dayong unified the world.

Later, the princes were divided, among which the Dayong, the Western Wei and the Northern Zhou were the most powerful.

The people of Dayong are the most particular. They think that they are the sect leader and should be more noble than other countries. Therefore, they like to subdivide people and things into three or six grades, and they are naturally at the ninth grade.

Nan Baoyi looked at Xiao Yi in confusion.

I thought my second brother was an abandoned baby picked up by my uncle from the battlefield. It turned out that he was actually from Da Yong...

Chen Yichao pointed to the food case again: "Although the red sandalwood is expensive, it is a pity that the patterns are old, the fifth grade. Although the white jade tea cup is clear and warm, the patterns lack artistic conception. The fourth grade. Cut thorns are fresh, but the fermented black beans and scallion sauce is ordinary, and it is a waste of food. The fifth grade. Tea..."

He was still talking nonstop, and Nan Baoyi had already left the seat with Xiao Yi.
Chapter completed!