Chapter Eleven: Banquet 11
No one expected that the men would meet a woman in the boudoir. Seeing the scene just now, the prince Song Huairong was anxious about the formation, and he didn't say much in front of everyone. Seeing that Uncle Tao next to his father came over, he led everyone to another road.
Yang Zhaodi's face was full of grievance in the crowd. Yang Yueqing walked with her, and only two people could hear her voice softly. "Don't talk too much later, let alone ask more."
Yang Zhaodi didn't understand and wanted to ask, but Yang Yueqing had already mentioned softly again, "For today's matter, the Prince's Mansion will give everyone an explanation. Whoever asked the first question will only end up with the Prince's Mansion."
Yang Zhaodi understood her sister's intention, nodded gently, and honestly did not speak again.
The women from the aristocratic family were simple and could see clearly at a glance. No one who knew the tact was raised in person, and the face of the Prince of Luo County was saved.
"It's a coincidence that I can see the young masters of each family in the Xinglin." Some people don't care about those.
For example, Xie Yuanniang did not forget to step on it at this time.
Although she seemed to murmur to herself, it fell clearly into everyone's ears.
A word that was not painful or itchy was like a slap, slapped Song Nanrong in the face.
Song Nanrong had previously said in front of Xie Yuanniang that the County Prince's Mansion valued rules, but at this time he slapped himself in the face. He felt his face burning. He knew what was going on, but he could only recognize it.
She gritted her teeth and told herself to bear it again, and that there would be a time to make Xie Er cry.
No one present is a fool.
I knew what was going on, but no one dared to offend the Prince's Mansion. Looking at Xie Yuanniang's behavior, I felt that Miss Xie, the two beauties in the Xie family, were too arrogant and didn't even take the Prince's Mansion seriously.
But who can compare to the two beauties of Jinling?
Ren Zhenzhen in the crowd couldn't help but look forward secretly, and could only see Xie Yuanniang's beautiful side face.
If the county lord doesn't accept Xie Yuanniang's words, who wouldn't be afraid of offending the prince's mansion to answer the conversation?
After being silent all the way, everyone was distracted and they tidied up their messy clothes and hair from time to time.
Someone was curious to glance behind him. Seeing that Xie Yuanniang was still in the mood to appreciate the apricot blossoms, she couldn't tell what it felt like.
After half a cup of tea.
Several women in blue suddenly appeared in front of everyone. Xie Yuanniang raised her eyebrows. After a little look, she could find that the woman was calm and every step she took gave people a sense of ease.
Xie Yuanniang is also familiar with this feeling. After marrying into the Gu family in her previous life, she has seen many such women, most of whom are from martial arts and have the ability to do it.
She slowly lowered her eyes. Just now, Song Nanrong asked the mother-in-law to find the Prince of Shouchun. Are these blue-shirted mother-in-law sent to guide the way?
I just don’t know what explanation the County Prince’s Mansion will give to today’s affairs.
The snow-flying apricot flowers gently swaying in the breeze, and the white transparent gauze sways slightly, making people feel like they are in a fairyland.
Looking at the banquet table that was suddenly arranged in the middle of Xinglin, Xie Yuanniang covered her lips with a slap and smiled sarcastically.
The Shouchun County Prince's Mansion has not fallen for a hundred years. Even if the new emperor ascended the throne later, he still has such ability.
"My father heard that the Jiangnan banquet was so good, so he wanted to surprise everyone today, even I just found out."
"The banquet of talented men in Jiangnan is full of men and women."
"There is a screen in the middle. Although we are at the same banquet, it will not damage our reputation."
Song Nanrong sat on the top, and Madam Zhao whispered a few words in her ear. Xie Yuanniang could only see the corners of Song Nanrong's curled lips below. After everyone was sitting down, she heard such an explanation.
After the prince's mansion explained this, everyone understood. Thoughts about walking out of the apricot forest before, although they were still thinking about the formation, they looked at the arrangement in front of them, and perhaps the prince's mansion was intentional.
This is how people feel. If you are attracted by new things, you will always forget what happened before. If you have such a new apricot blossom banquet, a couple will have a co-sitting meal. Not to mention that the noble girl is not easy to show her reserve, the man has already been full of red faces and is ready to move. I want to express it well today.
One of the voices was the most noticeable, "Jiangnan is used to making nerds. If you want to say that dogs have horns, you should remove the screen in the middle if you really want to learn something new. You didn't see it in the apricot forest just now? What kind of girl can do to pretend to be tight at this time?"
Oh, this little yellow has said it.
After a glance, the noble girl didn't understand the intention at first. When she heard someone scolding the male guest, she understood what the little lord's "pretending to be tight" was referring to.
Almost invisible, all blushed.
Xie Yuanniang endured the laughter.
It was just Jiang Cai, the playboy who relied on his identity as a lord, who dared to say anything.
Song Nanrong was the master, so she was naturally unhappy when she heard it. Her face changed a few times. She went back through the screen with a loud and loud sound, "The little lord doesn't like poetry and painting, so she naturally can't experience the fun of it."
"I don't understand the fun of calligraphy and painting, but I understand women." Jiang Cai smiled lewdly and slutty, "I really said that although the county lord is the heroine, I don't know women as much as my master."
The voice of scolding sounded again, "Little Lord, the Prince's Mansion respects you, please respect the Prince's Mansion."
Speaking as the Prince's Mansion, he was with the male guest again, so he must be the prince of the Prince's Mansion.
Jiang Caicai didn't dare to do that, "A nerd is a nerd, and poetry can reach my master's fist. What do you know about a woman in the boudoir? Have you never learned the three levels of virtue? Have you always read "Female Ring"? Arguing with a man in public, are you shameless?"
The quarrel with the woman had already ended, but Jiang Zhi was not ashamed of this and even scolded him shamelessly.
Song Nanrong's face turned slightly red, and she knew that she could not compete with this playboy. She had a dignified and generous smile on her face, and her expression fell into everyone's eyes, making her laugh even worse than crying.
The little lord's words were too terrifying to the noble girls. Everyone looked at their noses and their hearts, as if they didn't hear them.
Jiang Cai was not satisfied with that. "Only when the young master beats others, your county prince's mansion is a big storefront. As soon as you enter the forest, someone sneaked into the forest. Dare you say it was not your county prince's mansion who designed it? If you don't give me an explanation today, this matter is not over."
When he shouted, everyone realized that there was something wrong. Everyone whispered to each other and plotted against the little lord in the prince's mansion. This was indeed quite a matter.
Song Nanrong didn't know about this, and he had an airs and looked like he was not arguing with the rough. At this time, she was really anxious. She looked at Madam Zhao beside her. Madam Zhao was so sophisticated and said to the male guest, "Don't worry, no matter who it is or what origin is, as long as it happens in the Prince's Mansion, the Prince's Mansion will give an explanation."
Chapter completed!