MTCCP Chapter 4

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      The things about the royal family is just like the 300 Tang poems. It is exquisite and unique, but you can't recite it all.

　　The constitutional monarchy has been implemented for many years, and Western culture has collided and merged with traditional culture. The palace has a set of habits for receiving relatives, and another set of rules for foreign friends. 

        There are six or seven kinds of forks and spoons, each with different usages, and the order of eating French and Chinese food is also quite different.

　　However, Yue Yiwan spent some time to compile a formula to find the key points, and he managed to get it all down.

　　This is at least faster than the back material at the beginning.

　　What taffeta, jolie, and pearl leather, he rubbed his face on all of this in his dreams in the middle of the night.

　　Nowadays, there are fewer rules in the palace-the civilians outside can wear whatever they want, and it is ridiculous for the nobles in the palace to stubbornly stick to it.

　　But there is still a strict hierarchy among the servants.

　　They are all outstanding talents selected from top to bottom. Even if they stay in the palace for a year with the lowest status, there will be a lot of rich and noble families vying to invite them to be housekeepers when they go out.

　　Lindu even built a housekeeper college specifically to train professional talents.

　　Yue Yiwan spent half an hour memorizing the royal genealogy, all the patterns and titles, and also remembered the dining etiquette clearly.

      Teacher Feng was a bit absent-minded, and she spoke a bit hurriedly in the second half.

　　She had been a etiquette teacher for more than 20 years and had taught many noble children, but most of them listened reluctantly. She wanted to spoon-feed the key points to them, but they might not even chew them.

　　Although the new Mr. Yue looked like a young man from a modern society, with dyed hair and earrings, he was surprisingly well-behaved and cooperative. ——He learned too fast.

　　There was no need to explain it a second time, and he would even ask questions on his own initiative.

　　Teacher Feng wanted to wipe her tears and give him a certificate for being a good student.

　　His notes were really neat and beautiful, and he was very clear about everything he learned. This child was really easy to teach!

　　When the two walked out of Baopu Hall again, Yue Yiwan had already gotten into a much better state.

　　The new world that was a bit strange before seemed to suddenly pop up with various instructions and icons, and all kinds of taboos and red lines were clearly stated.

　　The servants in every corner also had titles like NPCs, and their functions could be seen from their robes.

　　Hua Muzhi accompanied him to the direction of the bedroom, and suddenly caught a glimpse the chief steward, holding a tray of clothes, which seemed to be new clothes made on the spot.

　　Yue Yiwan recognized at a glance that this was the old butler who picked him up in the morning. This time, he did not bow rashly, but just nodded slightly with a smile on his face. The old man stood in front of the door of Chaoming Palace, and after bowing, he slowly explained his purpose.

　　Since he was going to meet the emperor and empress tomorrow, the palace had made him a set of ancient clothes that were quite decent. It would be best to try the size now so that it could be modified in time.

　　Yue Yiwan responded, and the two imperial attendants behind him took the tray and walked forward slowly: "Please change here."

　　They went to the screen behind the side bed, helped him change his T-shirt and shirt, and even helped him untie his shoes.

　　At this moment, Yue Yiwan only felt that four hands were touching him at the same time, and tried to hide: "I... Can I take it off by myself?"

　　Although his family conditions were not bad, he was not so poor that he needed help to take off his clothes.

　　"You'll get used to it later." The fair-skinned little Master Attendant smiled and said, "Just open your arms, and we'll take care of the rest."

　　Now the palace emphasizes equal human rights, and there's no need to use derogatory terms anymore.

　　——But what's the difference?

　　Yue Yiwan felt that because of nervousness, the hair on his body was almost about to explode, but he still opened his arms like a scarecrow, allowing the two of them to put on his inner clothes and tie the laces.

　　He didn't even have to put on his socks himself - just lift his feet and put them down.

　　This is the beginning of degeneration. He said to himself silently.

　    He is about to degenerate from the descendant of an evil capitalist to the successor of feudalism.

　　When the robe was put on, all kinds of laces were hidden in the wide folds, and the crotch and shoulders were quite breathable and loose.

　　Yue Yiwan moved around and found that his pants would not fall down, and he was obviously relieved.

　　The Master Attendant next to him half-knelt on one side, with a pair of strange shoes on the tray in his hand.

　　"This is..."

　　"It's a pair of Tangmu brocade clogs." The Master Attendant said patiently, "Pay attention to your center of gravity when you put them on. Both clog teeth are positioned backward."

　　He nodded, lifted his foot to put on the clogs, and walked out of the screen with help.

　　When he vaguely found the feeling, he tentatively loosened the Master Attendant's sleeves and walked towards the floor-length mirror like a little white goose.

　　This robe is primrose-colored with white feather peacock embroidery. The material is really light and soft.

　　It feels very good on the skin. The lining may be silk.

　　Yue Yiwan looked at the young man in the mirror, opened his arms and turned half a circle left and right.

　　The wide hem also spun, and the long feathers of the peacock swayed like a screen.

　　He swung his wide long sleeves childishly, flapping his arms like a sparrow learning to fly, and the trailing long sleeves also swayed up and down like wings.

　　While playing, he glanced at the mirror and suddenly saw Hua Muzhi appear at the door. The latter just came to pick him up to have dinner upstairs.

　　"Ahem." Someone began to observe the antique vase next to him and said: "I didn't see anything."

　　Yue Yiwan fluttered twice more, his sleeves swaying in the wind, and the embroidered wings became more layered.

　　"It doesn't matter if you see it." He turned around a little bit, trying to walk in the direction of Hua Muzhi.

　　Usually, the center of gravity is forward when walking, but now he suddenly has to change the center of gravity to the back, and he always feels like he is going to fall.

　　Without paying attention, he stumbled a bit and sprained his ankle, Hua Muzhi hurried over to pick him up and just held him up.

　　The moment they approached each other, the light fragrance of pear blossoms spread out.

　　There was a hint of sweetness in the quietness, it seemed to be there and not there, making people want to smell more.

　　Yue Yiwan came back to his senses and found that he was almost leaning on his arms. He defended himself with a serious look: "I'm very serious."

　　Hua Muzhi smiled and nodded: "Yes, very serious."

　　He let the other party hold his arm and teach him how to adjust the rise and fall of his steps.

　　Yue Yiwan subconsciously grabbed his wrist, but still had difficulty walking.

        He hadn't noticed Hua Muzhi's shoes today, and thought he was wearing sneakers under his robe.

　　"What about going up the stairs..." Yue Yiwan held him and didn't dare to let go, thinking that this was quite technical: "If you step forward, you will lose your center of gravity, and if you step backward, you will fall."

　　Hua Muzhi didn't answer, but continued to guide him up the handrail stairs on the second floor.

　　The two Master Attendants were very considerate and followed them silently.

　　"Find the angle." He said briefly: "Step firmly when you go up the stairs."

　　Yue Yiwan really paid 120% of his attention, allowing him to hold his back and walk up with high tension.

　　He felt that if he stepped on the air while wearing these clogs, he might roll down with the crown prince like two balls.

　　That would be considered disrespectful.

　　"Stand straight and pay attention to your center of gravity."

　　Yue Yiwan held his wrist tightly, but when he turned, his right foot slipped and stepped on the air. At that moment, he subconsciously gasped and called out: "Muzhi——"

　　The latter's hand was neither light nor heavy on his waist, and he was stabilized in an instant.

　　"Don't worry." The man whispered, "Go on."

　　Yue Yiwan almost thought he was going to fall down, and hurriedly said thank you, then helped him upstairs to walk with difficulty.

　　These clogs have been popular in China for thousands of years. It's really not something that ordinary people can wear... It's too scary.

　　After finally getting in place, a phone rang in the distance.

　　The master had already wiped it clean with an alcohol cloth and put a film on it.

　　Yue Yiwan subconsciously said thank you again and answered the phone.

　　"——Are you still alive?" Yue Zhigu's voice came over: "You haven't been kicked out?"

　　"Thanks to you, I can eat and sleep." Yue Yiwan took a deep breath and said, "Everything is fine, and everyone takes good care of me."

　　Before the eldest brother could say a few words, his biological father snatched the phone away: "Wow? Son? What are you doing?"

　　Can you have a little basic aura of a president.

　　Yue Yiwan couldn't help laughing and explained, "I was just learning to walk with His Highness."

　　Hua Muzhi was drinking tea and almost choked.

　　The elder brother next to him said uncertainly: "Did you really go to practice marching? Is this really popular in the palace?"

　　"I have packed the sewing machine and other things for you and will send them over tomorrow," Yue Pin said in a long voice: "Do you take the plush models with you?"

　　"Dad, that's called a mannequin... bring them all over."

　　After a phone call was made, Yue Yiwan was relieved and handed it to the master attendant next to him.

　　With Hua Muzhi's slight nod, the people next to him began to serve the dishes.

　　A long table, like a galaxy between the two of them, was filled with more than a dozen small plates and four or five bowls of soup and porridge.

　　"When I came here, I secretly searched for you on Baidu." Yue Yiwan sat obediently next to him, allowing the attendants to place the bowls, chopsticks and napkins.

　　Hua Muzhi raised his eyebrows and asked, "What did you see?"

　　He has been the focus of the media and the public since he was a child. He is well-educated, well-mannered and handsome. He was once rated as one of the top 50 most attractive men in Asia.

　　In the era of highly developed self-media, the royal family also has fans and star-chasers, and even many girls have explicitly stated that they regard him as their standard for choosing a spouse.

　　Since birth, he has been photographed in various ways, even when he went on a secret vacation abroad, he would be photographed. Later, for safety reasons, university was taught by professors in the palace.

　　"Not only did he get a double degree in literature and history, but he is also very good at equestrianism." Yue Yiwan lowered his head and scooped up the clam egg custard, and affirmed: "He is a very standard aristocrat."

　　Hua Muzhi lowered his eyes and smiled, wanting to say something, but suddenly there was a clacking sound of footsteps in the distance.

　　Yue Yiwan put down the silver spoon and looked in the direction of the stairs, rubbing his eyes subconsciously.

　　Why did he feel like a sheep ran up happily-

　　Hua Muzhi didn't expect it to be sent back so quickly, and raised his hand to gesture.

　　The large cotton candy-like creature immediately sat down obediently not far away, raised its head and barked.

　　"Is this - a dog?!" Yue Yiwan was stunned for a long time: "Is it really a dog?!"

　　"It's a Hungarian Kuvasz, an ivory-colored shepherd dog." Hua Muzhi explained: "It was just sent for a bath and beauty treatment today, and its name is Toto."

　　The sheep-like big white dog barked again, and its tail quickly wagged twice.

　　"It's really a very common name..." Yue Yiwan said as he looked at it.

　　The dog looked at the new guest, and seemed to want to come over and rub his palm.

　　However, Hua Muzhi smiled and sat at the table without giving any gestures, so it sat obediently on the edge of the carpet, wagging its tail and not coming in.

　　"What kind of name do you like?" Hua Muzhi leaned over to help him pour half a glass of cherry wine.

　　"Hmm..." Yue Yiwan thought for a while and said: "Dara Bengba Bande Bedi Budobiluong."

　　"......?"

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