In this weird world, I can consecrate the gods

In the Duke Rong's palace, Cui Yu and his wife Rong Guo had the same goal, which was to suppress the 'god' from the side clan.

Only by pushing Shen Qi to the position of Duke can Shen Zhuliu have a chance to inherit the title. As long as Mrs. Rong Guo Gong controls the reproductive rights of "Shen Qi" and prevents "Shen Qi" from having a new heir, the position of Rong Guo Gong in the future will definitely 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. Rongguo, with thousands of thoughts flashing in his mind: "How could Shenqi do this..."

Shenqi came to the Rongguo Palace when he was a child. In order to prevent Shenqi from being persecuted, the old lady raised him personally. But who knew that even so, the woman in front of him still took advantage of her.

The dignified Duke Rong Guo was actually cuckolded by his nephew. If this news got out, the whole Haojing would explode.

"This woman is a time bomb. What if I inherit the position of Duke in the future and she uses this matter to threaten me? What if she wants to die with me?" Countless thoughts were flashing in Cui Yu's mind.

However, this woman was able to cause trouble in the Shen family without being killed by Rong Guogong, and her methods were mediocre. The most important thing is that she killed three of Rong Guo Gong's adult children in succession, but Rong Guo Gong couldn't do anything to him, and the horror in it was even more obvious.

"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 twelve years old this year. I killed Shen Qi. If he knows the truth in the future, he will definitely take revenge on me." Cui. The dark side of Yu's heart began to twist.

Don't blame him for overthinking, but it's the fact that there is no airtight wall in the world. There were many masters in the Two Realms Mountain at the time, and the conflict between himself and Shenqi was witnessed by many people.

Cui Yu began to think about the various variables in his mind.

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 should rest well. I'll ask Ying'er to take you around the Duke's Mansion later. Maybe you can recall your lost memories." Seeing that he couldn't take advantage, Jin Huairou said something and straightened his clothes. Finally, he looked at Cui Yu with a sad face, turned around and walked out the door.

Looking at Jin Huairou's frail and thin back, Mr. Cui Yu felt as if he had done something heinous, and for some reason, an indescribable sense of guilt arose in his heart.

"I didn't do anything. Am I also a victim? Why is it like this?" Cui Yu was speechless.

"This woman's skills are really powerful!" Cui Yu could only sigh in his heart.

While he was talking, there was a knock on the door, and then a cute little head quietly poked his head in from the door: "Sir, you are finally back. Ying'er almost thought she would never see you again."

A girl of 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 had her hair combed like a servant girl's hair, and her expression looked cute and cute, a bit like Song Zuer's. She was holding two small balls on her head, wearing green clothes, and was crying constantly.

"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 Mrs. Rongguo mentioned. Guanlan told herself last night that she had a maid named Ying'er in the Rongguo Palace, who had grown up with her and had 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 had some doubts in his heart. He didn't know if Ying'er was a secret agent planted by Mrs. Rong Guo.

"Are you Yinger?" Cui Yu asked.

Ying'er cried even harder when she heard this, with snot and tears streaming down her face: "Sir, don't you remember me? I'm Ying'er!"

Cui Yu shook his head: "I suffered a great horror in the Two Realms Mountains. It is a blessing to come back alive. I have lost many memories."

Cui Yu sighed softly, his voice full of helplessness.

"Master, I am your caring little girl Ying'er." The little girl looked at Cui Yu with her eyes filled with tears, and stared at Cui Yu with her eyes filled with tears.

"Master, don't you want me anymore?" Ying'er's nose was full of tears.

"Why don't you care? 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, turned around and ran out in a hurry, leaving Cui Yu standing in the room in a daze.

In just one hour, so many things happened that Cui Yu was a little confused and couldn't figure out what was going on.

Cui Yu didn't let Cui Yu wait long when he saw Ying'er carrying a tray with colorful casseroles on it and carefully walking in from the door: "Sir, this is your favorite seven-spice porridge."

Ying'er carefully placed the seven-spice porridge on the table, then pulled Cui Yu to sit down, and then carefully opened the casserole with a soft silk satin. The next moment, a strange aroma filled the air from the room. The fragrance is very unique, as if it penetrates into people's internal organs along the pores, and seems to incense the whole person.

So fragrant!

This aroma makes people intoxicated.

"What is this made of and why does it smell so good?" Cui Yu asked.

This aroma was so unique that Cui Yu felt like his energy was in the air.

After hearing Cui Yu's question, the girl smiled and said, "This is the Master's favorite seven-spice pot, made from unique materials from the Seven Seven Forty-Nine."

The girl looked at Cui Yu with her eyes, knowing that the person in front of her had lost her memory, and explained patiently: "This seven-spice pot is made of seven unique milks, seven unique meats, seven unique herbs, and seven unique waters. Made from seven unique kinds of rice, seven unique kinds of spices, and seven unique kinds of 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 Taisui, and Buhuazi. These seven kinds of herbs have been selected for more than 500 years and went through 19 processes. It can only be made by concocting it. 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, and old snow, as well as Clear springs in the mountains. As for the seven unique kinds of rice, yellow rice, glutinous rice, sticky rice, white tooth rice, black rice, purple rice, millet..."

"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 Taisui, and Buhuazi. These seven kinds of herbs have been selected for more than 500 years and went through 19 processes. It can only be made by concocting it. 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, and old snow, as well as Clear springs in the mountains. As for the seven unique kinds of rice, yellow rice, glutinous rice, sticky rice, white tooth rice, black rice, purple rice, millet..."

The girl babbled and while talking, she filled a bowl for Cui Yu and held it in front of Cui Yu.

Cui Yu looked at the porridge in front of him with a look of surprise in his eyes: "How much money does it cost to make this bowl of rice?"

The girl held out a finger, Cui Yu made a guess, and then said: "One hundred taels?"

The girl shook her head: "A hundred taels can't even buy a hair of a five-year-old ginseng. To make this bowl of seven-spice porridge, you need at least ten thousand taels of silver."

Cui Yu was holding the seven-spice porridge and suddenly felt a little hot. What was the concept of ten thousand taels of silver for a bowl of porridge?

In this world, twenty taels of silver is enough for an ordinary family of five to eat and drink for a year, and ten thousand taels is simply 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 the princes and princes."

His eyes were full of shock, the world had indeed been miserable 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.

Countless thoughts were running through Cui Yu's mind, and the bowl in his hand felt a little hot for a while.

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 it was really delicious.

"What a pity." Ying'er suddenly sighed in a low voice.

"What?" Cui Yu asked.

"You don't know that in recent years, the government of our Kingdom 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 seven-spice 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 Duke Rongguo has been destroyed by others."

"What's the explanation for 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.

After hearing the girl's words, Cui Yu frowned, and a bad premonition suddenly emerged in his heart. Wouldn't the Rongguo Duke's mansion he accepted be an empty shell?

Before Cui Yu could finish his thoughts, he heard Ying'er say: "The reason why our Duke's mansion can survive now is that we all rely on my wife to fill the family income. All of it is money that my wife borrowed from her natal family, and some of it is my wife's money." The usury money released.”

Hearing Ying'er's words, Cui Yu seemed to be in a panic, his eyes full of horror: "My claws are numb! This time the problem is big!"

The problem is not that big!

He felt that there must be a big problem, but he couldn't figure out what the specific problem was.

If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. When Guanlan comes, just ask.

Eating the seven-spice porridge in his hand, Cui Yu felt it was so delicious. He had never eaten anything so delicious.

After dinner, Ying'er chattered and introduced various things to Cui Yu, introducing Cui Yu's daily life. Cui Yu just listened silently and said to himself: "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 all the etiquette required for the assessment. If you want to inherit the position of Duke, there must be no mistakes in the etiquette, otherwise it will be rude. Since the etiquette was set down by the sage thousands of years ago, the Zhou Dynasty has followed the etiquette. This set of etiquette is strictly enforced. If you do something wrong, you will be in big trouble if you fail the assessment." Guanlan looked at Cui Yu with his eyes: "Although you are the only heir to the Duke's mansion, if you are in If you are disrespectful during the assessment, you will lose your right to inherit. Then someone will come to compete with you, and then something will happen."

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 forward," Guanlan said.

Cui Yu took a step forward, and Guanlan frowned: "Stop!"

Cui Yu was puzzled and looked at Guan Lan: "Is there anything wrong?"

"Of course!" Guanlan stared at Cui Yu's feet: "Remember, step your left foot first."

"Is there something particular about your steps?" Cui Yu was stunned.

"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 when he heard this: "Sage Li, this old immortal, is really causing trouble for thousands of years. Thanks to Saint Li, he was deprived of his position in the academy and suppressed by the Zhou Dynasty. Otherwise, I don't know how many people would have suffered from the so-called corruption of ethics. Harmful."

"Hush, be careful! Don't talk nonsense." Guanlan looked at Cui Yu with his eyes: "The first condition for becoming a noble 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."

"There will definitely be something wrong when you take the assessment this time." Guanlan looked at Cui Yu: "You must do it perfectly, without any flaws, so that no one can find any mistakes."

"Someone wants to cause trouble?" Cui Yu frowned.

"Do you think the gods will be willing to give up like this after preparing for so long?" Guanlan asked.