Although he knew that the people attending the banquet today were big merchants in Kyoto and all the wealth in his family was full of wealth, Ding Lu still had the confidence to make herself proud.

Her mouth was slightly pursed, her chin was raised, and she stood on the Qingyin Pavilion of the Wen family with her hands behind her back. Although she was far away from the center of the lake, she also saw the stage clearly because she was condescending.

"This pipa is smart enough to play it." Ding Lu smiled slightly and gave a conclusion.

Ding Lu's cousin Ding Ke didn't know much about music. At this moment, he smiled and said, "My sister has been good at playing the pipa and adjusting the zither since she was a child, so those people naturally cannot compare to it." It was a compliment, but the voice was very small, almost putting it in front of her ears and saying: "Today we are guests, we can keep some words for going home before we can talk about it."

Ding Lu snorted coldly: "The master who taught me the pipa has been learning from Master Gu Qixian for a few days!" His chin was raised higher, and he looked down on his cousin's petty aura as a small vendor. He also scolded his girl: "The fan is hit too fast, so you can get angry by the stove!"

The girls sitting next to them kept holding back their laughter. One of them whispered to someone else: "Whose girl is this? Look at her life."

Everyone looked at Ding Lu's style that was above the top, and they couldn't tell her true identity for a while. Someone whispered: "Looking at her spirit, she must at least be the daughter of the Shangshu family."

"We are holding a business banquet today. Even if there are some people who are involved in the official family, they are all married to the official and businessmen." The girl who spoke coldly looked at Ding Lu's dazzling outfit, especially staying on the colorful gold-carved rose on her temples for a while, thinking: This half-Beijing and half-city dress, even if the family is richer, I am afraid that the poor will become rich.

Another girl kept smiling and said to everyone in a low voice: "I don't recognize this madman, only the one next to her seems to be the girl from the Sydney family."

"Syed pear?" Several people held back their laughter. Isn't that just a fruit dealer?

Speaking of which, the Ding family in Sydney is also a large-scale fruit merchant, which almost monopolized the Sydney business from Zhaozhou to Kyoto. However, in today's rose banquet, it can only be considered as a small ant outside the person, and there is a sky outside the world. The few big merchants at today's banquet are all big deals.

"This pavilion is painted, it makes people dizzy when they smell it." Ding Lu kept posing in a proud pose, standing like a crane standing like a flock of chickens. At this moment, she was a little tired. She leaned against the beauty and sat down, glanced at the dancer with soft waists on the stage: "No one in black dances, it makes people feel discouraged in vain."

Ding Ke had no temper on the side. His mother kept telling him to coax his cousin. His business was still dependent on his uncle, the parent official in Zhaozhou, so he had to carefully hold up a rose jelly: "Sister, it tastes better than peach blossom yam soup."

But I heard someone laughing next to me, "I have heard people discuss whether the green snake dance should be worn in green or black. Now after watching Dai'e's dance, I really played the green snake alive! No wonder the old people say that the oldest green snake dance is worn in black!"

"According to me, the most wonderful thing about Dai'e today is the long braid braided behind her head, which flew up and down as she danced, and it looked like a letter spitting out by a green snake!" Another girl smiled.

"I'm still scared to let you speak this!" The girl patted her chest and picked up the invitation book in her hand to read: "Today's green snake dance is wonderful, and the accompanying pipa is naturally of great contribution. She is worthy of being the best Gu Qixian in Kyoto!"

When Ding Lu heard this, she almost choked by the rose in her mouth. She sipped the tea in confusion, thinking that she had heard it wrong.

Gu Qixian? How can a businessman afford to invite Gu Qixian at a banquet? He is a master who once performed for the emperor!

Ding Lu secretly looked at the group of girls next to her, and saw that they were all serious, and they didn't seem to be making nonsense. But... her pipa master is fifty years old this year, and Gu Qixian, as the master's master, is at least sixty or seventy years old.

Such an elderly master is even more unlikely to play for the vendors for money, or to accompany this inexpensive snake dance, and the dancer is still a barbarian woman! When Ding Lu thought of this, she snorted coldly in her heart. It was just a gimmick used by Gu Qixian at the banquet. How could the real Gu Qixian come to such a merchant banquet?! Ding Lu looked at the wealthy show of the banquet, and felt very complicated, a little envious and jealous, and a little sneered.

Ding Lu took a bite of rose jelly gracefully and asked Ding Ke with a smile: "I don't know where the roster of the performance team was written, so the master dared to write it."

Ding Ke held down his cousin's sleeve tightly and said in a low voice: "This is the Wen family's territory, so it's better for us to be at your disposal." As he said that, he sprinkled the girls around him with his own light. The gold-hot invitation book in their hands was particularly eye-catching, but for Ding Ke, it was more like a reminder of identity symbols.

Ding Ke bit her lip and glanced at Ding Lu. She felt that this cousin of the country bumpkin in her hometown was ridiculous. Fortunately, she was just wandering around the small territory of Zhaozhou. If she really integrated into Kyoto, she would probably have been crushed to pieces long ago.

After all, this place is not Zhaozhou, so Ding Lu naturally knows how to restrain herself. At this moment, she was silently eating rose cold, but her ears were filled with energy and listening to the words of the girls beside her.

"Wen Xizi was in the limelight today!" A girl flipped through the booklet in her hand, "Did you pay attention to the roses on her head? I have never seen that purple rose."

Another girl said, "Don't talk about her, I've never seen the rose on your head!"

"This is also bought from the Wen family at a high price," the girl smiled. "Because it is mixed with various reds, the name is "Drunk Eight Immortals". It is said that the color is full, and there are about eight deep and light reds!"

Ding Lu was drinking tea with her neck tilted her neck and secretly glanced at the rose on the girl's hair bun, which was a variety she had never seen before. There were very few people in Zhaozhou who plant roses, and she had only seen several pure color varieties for roses... Thinking of this, she secretly looked at the other girls. The roses on each of them were actually something she had never seen before, and her mood was a little complicated. She secretly touched the big rose on her head of the red gold buckle beads and jade hanging tassels on her head. It seemed that while it was showing off, it was also a bit craftsmanship...

Ding Lu never admits that she is vulgar. She is different from others at this moment, but her aesthetic tastes are different in different places.

Ding Lu was eating quietly, but her ears couldn't help but continue listening to these people's conversations.

"Dan Tai Furong has also made some real contributions to her reputation today. The 'Danxia' rose is already the best. It actually has golden pearls embedded in the flower core. From a distance, it looks like it is naturally generated!"

"There is also Chi Chuhe who is used to being good at making tricks and sticking silk butterflies to the heart of the rose. At first glance, people thought it was a real butterfly that stopped on their heads! They were also holding a round fan of butterflies. At this time, they were no longer reserved, and followed Wen Si like a shadow. They didn't know this, and they didn't know that, and they had to ask everything, so the head of the house naturally couldn't say anything."

"And that Li Duanxia! The butterflies stick to her rose core are not sticking to it, but bees! The bee is probably made of velvet cloth, and when you look closely, it looks like it is real!"

"Haha, Li Duanxia wears a real bee on her head! Chi Chuhe wears a real butterfly on her head! My sister is having sex with them, knowing that they have grabbed the bees and butterflies and stabbed them with silver needles, and the wings look alive."

"Oh, it's really disgusting to say this! Isn't that just wearing a dead bee and a dead butterfly?"

"I think Mu Chunyu is very beautiful today. A wide blue silk ribbon is tied to her head, and the rose-red flowers are worn on the silk ribbon, which makes it particularly bright. Besides, Mu Chunyu's hair is already sparse, so she just uses the silk ribbon to cover her shame, killing two birds with one stone! I don't know who helped her think of a wonderful method!"

The more Ding Lu listened, the more strange it became. The words mentioned by these people were like heavenly books. She wanted to pick up the notebook and copy it down. Maybe it was the trend of Kyoto. When she returned to Zhaozhou, even if she couldn't do it one by one, she would shock them if she told her to her companions! Especially her future sister-in-law Cao Caiwei always looked like she was not as good as the world, so that she could also listen to these prosperous things in Kyoto. She didn't believe that she would not be envious, and she would not pretend in the future!

Listening to these businessmen's daughters, Ding Lu secretly thanked in her heart that her family was not a businessman. Although her father was just a small official, the officials and businessmen were not as good as them, and they were not wealth.

"Mu Chunyu's outfit is just begging Tang Xiaoxiao to help her dress up!" said one of them.

Everyone made sudden enlightenment.

When Ding Lu heard this, she was particularly surprised that Sister Xiaoxiao?!

Since his brother decided to set Cao Caiwei, Ding Lu felt that she had kissed Sister Xiaoxiao even more. At this moment, she pricked up her ears and listened to those people discussing Tang Xiaoxiao.

"These clothes of Wen Xizi are said to be provided by Haiyi Pavilion, but in fact, the real master of painting is Tang Xiaoxiao."

"I just saw Tang Xiaoxiao. She was dressing only in limited fashion today."

"The dress she wore before was on the day of the second performance of Liang Zhu. She wore a very small folding fan-shaped hairpin on her head, which looked very beautiful."

"I always feel that her clothes are different from others, both novel and beautiful."

Ding Lu was so happy, full of honor, ate a sweet lychee and asked Ding Ke beside her: "Where did the booklets they have in their hands come from? We should also ask the owner for a few more copies." But she was thinking about asking for more copies. Then she would bring them back to Zhaozhou, so that Cao Caiwei would also be rare and careless, so that she would not be too arrogant all day long, as if her brother married her to a rare treasure. Humph, let her also see the reputation of my sister Xiaoxiao in Kyoto!

Ding Ke had an extremely unnatural expression, his voice so low that he could not be lowered: "Sister, we don't have a booklet."

"Why don't we?" Ding Lu asked with confidence.

"Only those who have invitations in their hands will have booklets." Ding Ke said in Ding Lu's ear like a thief.

"We obviously have invitations," Ding Lu was infected by Ding Ke's nervous look, and her voice lowered. No wonder she was walking through the corner gate just now. Could it be that she sneaked in inappropriately?!

The two sisters walked hand in hand to the railing away from the crowd, and Ding Ke said: "Sister doesn't know that our family is just an inconspicuous small businessman in Kyoto and is not qualified to attend the rose banquet at all."

Ding Lu felt that she was pulled down suddenly, touched the brilliant golden rose on her head, and cleared her throat unnaturally: "Then how did we come in? Is the old man still a servant?" Her face was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a tree hole to hide.

Ding Ke hurriedly waved his hand: "Where did you think of sister? Today's banquet is so strict. If you were idle people waiting, you would have been coaxed out by big sticks long ago."

Ding Lu felt like she had hit a stick on her butt, and she felt very uncomfortable. Her head lowered and her back was bowed. She could never find the proud feeling back.

"My father spent a lot of money to stuff me into the Xieying Girls' School, and this time it was really worth it." Ding Ke looked at the white Zhuwu on the stage in the distance, knowing that the bright and lively atmosphere had nothing to do with him, and he would eventually leave the table and go home and live his ordinary life behind closed doors. "The daughter of the Wen family is the student in our school, so each teacher and student in the school received an invitation."

"Just one?"

"Well, that one," Ding Ke nodded helplessly, "This one was given to my father alone, because this banquet was an excellent opportunity to make friends with business partners, so my father naturally had to make full use of it."

"Then we are..." Ding Lu was more concerned about herself at this moment.

Ding Ke smiled: "I have a good relationship with the sisters of Wei in the class. Their cousin is Miss Wen's close friend, so I begged the sisters of Wei to get a few temporary invitations... It's not that the Wen family treats people differently, but that the invitation booklets were sent more than a month ago, so our invitation is a little simpler, with only a stamped note."

What is this not the difference in treating others? Ding Lu wants to be angry but can’t get angry. There is no way. People with high positions and wealth are always liked by themselves.

"Did several girls from the Xia family get this invitation?" Ding Lu quickly began to shift the comparison target and lowered the comparison target to the girls from the Xia family.

"I'm afraid it's too." Ding Ke nodded invisibly.

Ding Lu was only depressed for a moment, and after taking a sip of tea, she was refreshed again: "They don't know if you have an invitation book, why bother so much? Listen to the thoughts of those girls just now. Don't you just respect Luoyi first and then others! My aunt has cut new clothes for you, just hoping that you will make friends with more young masters from high-ranking families!"

Ding Ke shook his head and smiled: "That is the only thing that should be good at the same time."

As the two were talking, they heard a clear voice: "Everyone taste the roses and when they are fresh, they will be less delicious!"
Chapter completed!