The first star astrologer

This is a sudden banquet, initiated by Emperor Carlisle, and the banquet is called a family banquet, but Jiang Zhishen prefers to call it a Hongmen banquet.

He still remembered what Grandpa Lin said in the study——

Companion is like a tiger.

Calian is the second heir to the royal family. If anything happens to Carlisle, Calian will become the emperor unconditionally. He has to figure out the potential threats.

Calian was very calm, but said: "The royal family still relies on me to contact the military headquarters, they won't be stupid enough to push me out, of course—"

"If you meet someone who tells you what to do, don't bother and don't tolerate it. If you want to hit him, just hit him back, and I'll do the rest.

Jiang Zhishen tilted his head, "Who is it?"

"It's my father in name, but it's actually a stranger."

Jiang Zhishen paused, and said softly, "Mind if I take a look at your relationship?"

Calian narrowed his eyes and chuckled, "Just watch it if you want, let me tell you, your impression of him may be skewed to outer space."

"Then I won't watch it." Jiang Zhishen leaned back and said unhurriedly: "At any rate, it's your elder, so don't abuse too much."

Callian couldn't help smiling.

Royal banquets, even family banquets, are held in the grandest palace of the royal palace.

Jiang Zhishen strolled for a while, then sighed: "If this ancient culture archaeological British architectural style, then Suluo is definitely the first."

Kaleian was sending a message to someone, and after hearing this, he looked at the almost brand-new decorations around him, and was confused, "Don't tell me I haven't found it yet, when did it refurbish..."

Jiang Zhishen: "..."

"It's hard for you to remember the way to go after four or five years without going home."

A gentle voice came from the front.

Kaleian put away the optical brain, looked up, and said expressionlessly: "The money for one renovation is enough to build hundreds of mechas."

Carlisle, who walked slowly in front of him, raised his eyebrows slightly, ignored him, and turned to look at Jiang Zhishen who was speechless.

"Zhishen, long time no see."

Jiang Zhishen nodded and greeted with a smile: "Emperor."

Carlean put one hand behind his back, walked in front and motioned for them to follow, and said with a smile on his lips: "Call me brother with him, you called me like that before."

"Okay, brother." Jiang Zhishen responded without too much emotion.

Banquet room.

Facing a pile of items that could be called antiques, Jiang Zhishen remained unchanged, and sat down with Kalian on the left and the right.

The dinner didn't start at this point, Carlisle smiled and raised his hand, turning off all external communication signals.

He crossed his hands on the table, his slightly curved brows curled up peacefully, and he said with a half-smile, "Kalian, do you have anything to tell me?"

Kaleian sent a message all the way, and said casually after hearing the words: "It's useless to tell you, the emperor can't control birth, old age, sickness and death."

Carlisle's expression suddenly turned cold, and his voice dropped, "What is the answer to Lin Qing's last divination."

Jiang Zhishen frowned slightly.

Kaleian looked up at the opposite brother for a moment, then tilted his head: "Do your best to help Zhishen become the number one fortune teller in the interstellar world? Do you believe it?"

"Heh..." Carlisle stared at him for a while, then suddenly smiled, "Why don't you believe me?"

Kaleian passed his right hand with the palm up, and said without any surprise: "Then give me the resources."

"Earn it yourself." Carlisle glanced at him, and said slowly: "The royal family doesn't have it, but the military does."

"Tsk." Kalian withdrew his gaze and stared at the communication.

Jiang Zhishen glanced left and right, and suddenly understood the way the brothers got along, so he simply poured himself a glass of water and stared lazily at the ripples in the glass.

After watching for a while, seeing that the pair of brothers didn't speak any more, he played with the handle of the cup, half on purpose and half jokingly said: "You don't seem to be afraid of being the second in line at all."

Kalian's fingers froze back to communicate, and continued to type characters casually after a second.

On the other hand, Carlisle, whose expression was originally pale, smiled, shook his head and said, "This place is his, sooner or later is just a matter of time."

Jiang Zhishen narrowed his eyes.

Kaleian reacted greatly, raised his head, very upset, "I choose Zhishen, you should give up that heart."

"Don't tell me that." Carlisle put his arms in his arms, the emperor's aura was not at all left, "Do you know what Grandma Qing said to me last time?"

Callian looked up at him.

"Those who win the An tribe win the world."

"The An family has already gone bankrupt."

"Blood blood never dies, and the An family lives forever."

Kaleian frowned, "The An tribe is just a saying, none of the fortune-tellers back then were from the An tribe."

Carlisle said unhurriedly: "There is a lineage passed down from the first generation of fortune tellers, and that is the An family."

Calian: "..."

Calian: "You're such a trouble."

In terms of debate, he was no match for Carlyle, who was used to debating with political opponents.

Jiang Zhishen just sat, listening to what the two brothers said to each other, with a cold expression on his face.

He directly cut off the topic and asked, "What is the An family? What does it have to do with the Jiang family?"

For the sake of hearing this, he would be really stupid if he didn't know who the Anzu mirrored.

Calian glared at the person opposite, turned sideways and said softly, "I'll explain this when I go back, and I'll finish the argument with him first."

Jiang Zhishen: "..."

He simply closed his eyes, opened them again a second later, and glanced faintly at the people around him.

Callian blinked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Zhishen looked away, a little annoyed, and it was another thing he couldn't see clearly.

Carlisle laughed and joked, "How did he catch up with you in the first place with his straight-A style?"

Jiang Zhishen raised his hand and rubbed his temple, "I want to know too."

Karian coughed a few times, and was waiting for an explanation, when the tightly closed hall door slowly opened, and when he saw someone coming, he immediately fell silent.

Kaleich, who was dressed in a cold style, strode into the banquet hall with the already cool evening wind.

Carlisle stood up with a smile, and said gently, "Uncle, good evening."

Uncle?

Jiang Zhishen matched the number, and looked indifferently.

Carlisle, with neat and thick blond hair and bristling brows, walked over nervously and sat down beside Carlisle.

Of the original three people, one stood up to say hello, the other focused on replying to the communication, and the third stared blankly and did not intend to respond.

Kaleich snorted heavily from his nose, growing angry.

Carlisle sighed without a trace, and reminded: "An'er, why is communication so important? Put it away."

"Huh?" Carlean raised his head, without looking to the front left, and said casually: "The new transfer order of the military department, I am handing over to the colonel under my command, it is indeed very important."

Carlisle: "..."

He looked at Jiang Zhishen with a headache, and motioned him to calm down.

Jiang Zhishen bent his eyebrows and smiled: "Kalian has been busy for several days and is waiting for the handover. The banquet has not started yet, let him be busy again."

"What are you busy with? If you don't have time to hand over, you have time to go to the Imperial University. You don't have a serious business all day long!" Kaleiqi sneered, and said with a sneer: "It was a waste of more than ten years of cultivation by the royal family."

Calian glanced at him indifferently, lowered his head and continued to process the communication.

Jiang Zhishen smiled, and was even stingy to give the person in front of him a peripheral vision. He picked up the teapot and refilled Kaleian with a glass of water, and said, "Get back to work, take a rest."

Carlisle laughed angrily at the actions of the two men.He simply got up, called the chef to serve the food, and then stared at Kalian, "The feast is on."

"Oh." Calian said lazily, "It's just finished."

After finishing speaking, he put away the star net, and seemingly intentionally or unintentionally raised his left hand to put it on the table, the ring on the knuckle of the middle finger was shining with silver light.

Kaleiqi's face was a little stiff, his brows were lowered, and he couldn't stop his anger when he stared at the ring.