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Chapter Thirteen The Banquet

After meeting Zhao Zhen and his aunt You Shi, Zhao Rong followed him to the next door to Duke Rong's Mansion. The Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet for the Zhao family was set up in Duke Rong's Mansion!

It was Zhao Rong's first time to see Duke Rong's Mansion, and he felt a little curious. Under the light, Zhao Rong looked at the arrangement in front of Duke Rong's Mansion as described in the Dream of Red Mansion, and his curiosity became stronger!

"But I don't know if the second master Bao in Duke Rong's mansion was born with jade. By the way, when I see this second master Bao, I have to call him Uncle, hey, what's this called!"

Thinking that Zhao Jue and Zhao Baoyu from Duke Rong’s Mansion may be Jia Baoyu in the Red Book, and this man is one senior higher than him, Zhao Rong felt a little awkward!

After counting his fingers, Zhao Rongshi discovered that among the entire Zhao clan, he only counted his lowest seniority. Child children like Zhao Huan were actually taller than him!

When he was in the Ningguo Duke's Mansion, Zhao Rong didn't think anything was wrong, but when he thought that he would call a few kids uncles, Zhao Rong instantly felt that it would be more appropriate to come to the Rongguo Duke's Mansion less in the future!

Zhao Zhen and You Shi, who were walking in front, had never noticed the abnormality in Zhao Rong's expression. Of course, even if they discovered it, they probably wouldn't think of what Zhao Rong thought!

"Clan leader is here!"

Before Zhao Zhen was waiting for Zhao Rong to approach, on the steps of the main entrance of the Duke Rongguo Mansion, Lai Fuchang, the butler of the Duke Rongguo Mansion, started to report at the top of his voice. Then, two middle-aged men in brocade robes walked out of the gatehouse. When they saw Zhao Zhen, they greeted, "I'll wait for the patriarch for a while, hurry up, please invite me inside. The old lady is afraid she's waiting and anxious!"

Zhao Rong looked at the middle-aged man in brocade and called the head of the Zhao Zhen clan leader, and all the etiquette was the rituals that middle-aged and elderly people in the clan gave to the head, so he guessed that these two people should be Zhao She, the Duke of Rong, and Zhao Zheng, the younger brother of Zhao She!

Zhao Rong thought to himself that although Zhao She and Zhao Zheng were older than their father Zhao Zhen, they were the eldest son of the Zhao clan, so the position of the leader of the Zhao clan was still inherited by themselves.

Thinking that when Zhao Zhen died in the future, he would be the patriarch of the Zhao family, such as Zhao Lian, Zhao Jue, Zhao Huan, and Zhao Cong, all of them would call him their patriarchs. Zhao Rong's mood became warm again, but like him, who was looking forward to his father's death, I am afraid that anyone who searched for the entire Nanliang would not be able to find one!

"Uncle, second uncle, why should I do this? Rong'er, come here quickly and pay tribute to the two uncles!" Facing the enthusiastic Zhao She and Zhao Zheng, Zhao Zhen smiled politely, and then pushed Zhao Rong out!

Zhao Rong knew that he could not escape, so he had no choice but to greet his uncle Zhao She and the second uncle Zhao Zheng. Zhao She and Zhao Zheng knew that Zhao Rong was injured, so they hurriedly blocked Zhao Rong who was about to salute. After a while of greeting, they led Zhao Zhen, You Shi, and Zhao Rong to the backyard of the Duke Rong's mansion!

Along the way, all of them were painted with beams and carved buildings and flowers, and under the candlelight, they all looked magnificent!

Originally, Zhao Rong thought that the Ningguo Duke's Mansion was already luxurious enough, but when he saw the situation of the Rongguo Duke's Mansion, he felt ashamed. The pride of being the eldest son just now disappeared without a trace!

"It's better to talk less later, so that people can avoid mistakes!"

Zhao Rong was determined to remember that he was fake. In order to avoid being broken by someone, he was determined to wait until the family dinner, he would only eat and not speak, and he would lose too much words!

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Zhao Rong finally saw the back garden of the Duke Rong's mansion, which was also the venue for the Mid-Autumn Festival family dinner in the two Ningrong's mansions!

Rockery, lake, clusters of flowers;

Red candles, brocade curtains, graceful figures;

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhao Rong was a little doubtful if he had arrived in the Kingdom of Women. Before he could get close, a different fragrance of rouge swept over!

"Ah Yeh!"

Zhao Rong couldn't help but sneeze, but in the end, it was filled with his father Zhao Zhen's anger. Fortunately, Zhao Zhen did not get angry in front of the tribe members of the Duke Rong's mansion!

Zhao Rong looked at Zhao Zhen’s appearance and became increasingly interested in this family dinner!

Even when he saw Mrs. Shi, Mrs. Xing, Mrs. Wang, Zhao Lian, and Zhao Jue, he gave a vague salute. His cold appearance made Mrs. Shi, Mrs. Xing, and Mrs. Wang lose interest in talking. Even Zhao Lian, Zhao Jue, and others who were curious about Zhao Rong's killing of the assassin did not dare to come forward to ask!

Zhao Rong didn't know that his indifference saved him so much trouble. After Zhao Zhen finished his greeting, Zhao Rong hid at the end and began to look for Qin Keqing and Ruizhu. After all, he was the most familiar with only these people in the clan!

"Son-in-law..."

Before Zhao Rong saw the figure, Ruizhu came over first. When he saw Zhao Rong, Ruizhu said, "Miss said that the old lady kept her among the female family members for drinking, so she would not come to accompany the young master. The young master also asked, after the wine was finished, should the young master go out to see the night view of the Qinhuai River..."

"She wants to go?"

Zhao Rong glanced at Qin Keqing who was beside Shi Taijun, then lowered his voice and said to Ruizhu, "Go and tell the young lady that the family dinner will end later, I will wait for her in front of the house gate!"

"Very good!"

Ruizhu also hopes to see the Mid-Autumn Festival Ci Festival on the Qinhuai River. After all, the Qinhuai River where talented men and famous prostitutes gather together are much more interesting than the humble family banquet here!

"Young Master, do you really want to go to Qinhuai River to read the lyrics?"

Matcha obviously also became more interested in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club. When she heard Zhao Rong and Ruizhu talk, her little face became rosy with excitement.

"Ha, little girl, honestly, do you want to see those so-called Jiangnan talents?" Zhao Rong quipped in a low voice.

"Young Master..."

Matcha blushed, not only afraid that her son would think too much, but also afraid of something else. She hurriedly defended, "Those talented men only know how to write some poor poetry, how can they compare to the young master!"

"Ha ha!"

Even as a time traveler, Zhao Rong is undoubtedly inevitable, especially when he is flattered by Matcha little loli, he is even more happy to enjoy it.

On this side, Zhao Rong and Matcha were talking and laughing, while on the other side, the family banquets of Ning Rong's two mansions officially began. With Shi Taijun's words, the banquet began to be opened, and each table and table began to move its chopsticks.

Shi Taijun, Zhao She, Zhao Zheng, Zhao Zhen, and Mrs. Xing, Mrs. Wang, and Youshi; Qin Keqing, Zhao Yingchun, Zhao Tanchun, Zhao Xichun, Wang Xifeng and other female relatives; Zhao Rong's side was Zhao Lian, Zhao Jue, Zhao Huan, Zhao Cong, and Zhao Lan.

Because he was not very clear about the personnel and affairs of the Zhao family, Zhao Rong was determined to eat more vegetables and talk less before the banquet began.

Zhao Rong, who was the most lively in the past, started to be a dull today. Not to mention Zhao Lian, Zhao Jue and his younger uncles, even Zhao Lian's son Zhao Lan, who is the younger brother, also finds it strange.

In addition, I heard that Zhao Rong actually killed an assassin a few days ago. Zhao Lian, Zhao Jue and others subconsciously stayed away, as if they were afraid of the "murderous aura" on Zhao Rong!

Zhao Rong was happy and no one disturbed him. This was exactly the result he wanted. Anyway, he had no intention of establishing good relationships with these people from the Duke Rong's mansion from the beginning, so he was not as good as being cold to the end!

The atmosphere of Zhao Rong's table was cold, but the other two tables were both talking and laughing. I won't mention the female table for now. Even the Taijun Shi's table was also a cup of tea and laughing, as if there were endless happy words!

However, in this kind of excitement, Zhao Rong found that his wife Qin Keqing, father Zhao Zhen and uncle Zhao She were all a little uncomfortable. Compared to the happy others, the smiles on their faces seemed a little artificial!

"It seems that the story in the middle is very deep!"

Zhao Rong felt more and more secrets in this big family. If he could understand Qin Keqing and Zhao Zhen’s artificiality, why did Zhao She?

Just as Zhao Rong was eating vegetables and thinking, suddenly, a barking of dogs came out. Soon, Zhao Rong heard someone shouting, "The dog ran away."
Chapter completed!
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