System Blessing: The Young Master of the Dong Family and Diao Chan's Fate

The Dong family is not without the ability, so naturally they want to find a good girl with a clean family background.

"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

"Also, I've already ordered someone to consider a marriage for you. The position of your legal wife must be someone who can help you."

Dong Zhuo nodded slightly and spoke seriously.

"Okay, then I'll go to Cai's house right away."

Dong Yu was relieved to see that his father knew what was going on.

"Wait... If you have the opportunity when you arrive at the Cai Mansion, it would be best if you could become Cai Yong's disciple."

"It doesn't matter what you learn, what matters is your reputation. Do you understand what being a father means?"

Seeing his son about to leave, Dong Zhuo immediately thought of something and spoke.

"My child understands!"

Dong Yu nodded in understanding.

After leaving the Prime Minister's Mansion, this was Dong Yu's first time walking on this ancient street.

There were not many pedestrians on the streets of Chang'an City. Even if there were a few, they walked hurriedly with their heads down, not daring to stop at all.

Not to mention women, they don't even dare to leave the house.

"I don't blame others for scolding my father."

Dong Yu rode his horse with a look of sympathy on his face.

He didn't know what the atmosphere in Chang'an was like originally, but under the rule of the Dong family, using the word "panic" to describe the people was probably a bit of an understatement.

It should be said that everyone is in danger.

Of course, the people of Chang'an City have not yet reached the darkest time.

If Dong Yu had not arrived, it would not be long before Chang'an City would become a living hell next year.

The distance from the Prime Minister's Mansion to Buguanli where the Cai Mansion is located is not far.

In about a quarter of an hour, Dong Yu arrived outside the Cai Mansion.

"My name is Dong Yu, and I'm here to visit Lord Cai."

Dong Yu dismounted and said something to the servant at the door.

"It turns out to be Mr. Dong, please come in."

The servant had been notified early in the morning. When he heard that it was Dong Yu coming, he immediately stepped forward and took the reins.

The rest of the servants had clear division of labor: one went to inform Cai Yong, while the other took Dong Yu to the main hall.

"Sir, please have some tea. Please wait a moment. The master of the family will be here soon."

The maid served hot tea and spoke respectfully to Dong Yu.

"It doesn't matter."

Dong Yu nodded slightly, squatted on his heels, and occasionally picked up a few peanuts and put them into his mouth to chew.

When the maid beside her saw this sitting posture, she immediately turned her face away with a red face.

Cai Yong, who had just received the news, rushed over with his daughter.

Cai Yan was a woman after all, so she went around to the back compartment, while Cai Yong entered through the main entrance.

"Eh."

Seeing Dong Yu sitting in the hall, Cai Yong couldn't help but slap his forehead.

Dong Yu walked into the hall with a sullen face, and stood up immediately after seeing the newcomer.

"I meet Mr. Cai."

Dong Yu shook his sleeves and clasped his fists.

"Ah."

Cai Yong had a cold face and knelt upright on his heels, staring at Dong Yu as if to remind him to sit properly.

However, Dong Yu did not change at all and squatted on the heel again.

Seeing this scene, Cai Yong couldn't help but feel his eyes darken.

"Sir, you should sit properly."

"Won't you be embarrassing your father again if you sit like this?"

Cai Yong couldn't help but shook his head and asked.

"My father usually says whatever's comfortable."

"Although kneeling provides support with heel supports, for someone like me with long and strong legs, it still makes my legs sore and numb."

"Does Mr. Cai have any higher heels?"

Dong Yu raised his eyebrows and pointed at the short heel under his butt.

"No, there are no warriors in my family, so the height of the support is naturally not that high."

Cai Yong shook his head and said sarcastically.

"Just sit like this, then."

"They're all men anyway."

Dong Yu lifted the hem of his clothes and fanned himself deliberately.

Ancient people didn’t have underpants and usually didn’t wear anything underneath.

The so-called underwear is not a product of this era. Whether it is for men or women, it is hollow inside.

"It's insulting."

Cai Yong's old face darkened.

"I am a warrior, not a scholar, and I have never received any etiquette education since I was a child."

"My mother passed away long ago, and my father fought for his country and neglected to discipline me."

"No one teaches us these etiquette and moral principles."

"Mr. Cai, do you think there are people in the world who are born with this knowledge?"

Dong Yu didn't care and looked nonchalant, which made Cai Yong angry and helpless.

He came here with a purpose. Along the way, he was thinking about how to get Cai Yong to accept him as his disciple.

After thinking about it, the only option is to act tough.

The Chinese have had the habit of being a teacher since ancient times. The more knowledgeable a person is, the more willing he is to preach to others.

It is difficult for them to understand the meaning of the words "none of your business".

"Huh... What Master Dong said is quite reasonable."

"How can one know etiquette without being taught?"

"However, China has great etiquette, so it is called Xia; it has beautiful clothing, so it is called Hua. Therefore, it is called the country of etiquette by the world."

"If you don't know etiquette, won't you be laughed at by the barbarians?"

"If you are eager to learn, I can teach you etiquette."

Cai Yong sighed, cupped his hands and said.

Dong Zhuo wanted his son to take his daughter as a concubine, and he knew he couldn't refuse.

Even if you refuse now, you won't be able to shirk it in the future.

But he also knew that his daughter did not like a vulgar warrior. If she became a concubine, she would probably be physically and mentally devastated.

Old Cai had no choice but to resort to this last resort, to see if he could tame him and make him look a little more human.

"Well, student Dong Yu, meeting the teacher."

Dong Yu took advantage of the situation and shamelessly began to become a disciple.

He had to complete the task his father gave him.

"Oh, no, I just wanted to teach you etiquette..."

"Teacher, please have some tea."

"I'm not, I didn't."

"Teacher, don't be polite to me. Come on, drink it."

Cai Yong watched Dong Yu walk towards him with tea in his hand. Despite his reluctance, the little bastard forced the tea into his mouth.

He is worthy of being Dong Zhuo's son. The upper beam is crooked and the lower beams are crooked. Neither father nor son is a good person.

"After a teacher drinks the teacher-respecting tea, he or she will become the student's teacher from now on."

Dong Yu put the empty tea bowl aside and wiped his hands with a handkerchief.

"Huff...Huff...cough cough."

Cai Yong let out a long sigh and coughed out a few chopped green onions from his mouth.

"Teacher, are you okay? You drank too fast."

Dong Yu patted Cai Yong's back gently and spoke with concern.

This scene made Cai Yan, who had been in the cubicle, feel ashamed.

Shameless, treacherous, and overbearing in his actions, without the slightest courtesy.

"As expected of Dong Zhuo's son..."

"However, with his father's talent and knowledge, and through his words and deeds, he might actually become a hero who is loyal to the emperor and patriotic."

After a long time, Cai Yan frowned slightly and sighed.