Chapter 183: The Rongguo Night Banquet: Various Human Relations
There are more than ten banquet tables in Jia Mu Flower Hall, and the servants are constantly serving exquisite side dishes and delicacies.
Walking outside the threshold, Daiyu took a quick look inside the flower hall.
But I saw the male guests sitting on one side of the flower hall separated by a screen. Mother Jia, Mrs. Xing, Mrs. Wang and Sister Feng. Li Wan and several female guests were sitting at the top. Sanchun and Baochai were sitting at the four-immortal table at the bottom.
, Xiangyun sat alone at another table next to him, stretching his head and chatting with Miharu and others.
Jia Baoyu and Daiyu entered one after another. Xiangyun's sharp eyes spotted the two of them at a glance and waved to them enthusiastically.
"Love brother!"
"Xiangyun!" Jia Baoyu responded cheerfully, walked over and sat at her table.
Daiyu slowly walked over and sat down with her. She looked at Xiangyun and stared at a pair of big smart eyes. She chatted briefly with Baoyu about "brother love" and "brother love", and couldn't help but smile.
Shi Xiangyun noticed that Daiyu was silent for a long time, so he turned his eyes and saw her looking at him with her mouth slightly pursed. He immediately knew that she wanted to make fun of him for having a loud tongue, and he immediately became unhappy and put her lips on her hips.
"Sister Lin!"
Before Xiangyun could say anything, Daiyu, who was watching her words, held down her hand and kept shouting "My good Xiangyun" and other begging for mercy.
Seeing Daiyu's appearance, Xiangyun couldn't help but say "Eh" in her heart.
Only then did she realize that Daiyu was a little different today compared to the past.
Shi Xiangyun always had complicated feelings for Daiyu, although the relationship between the two was indeed good.
But even sisters will compare each other, and Xiangyun, who is a girl, is no exception.
He is also a guest in Rongguo Mansion, and he is also deeply loved by Jia Mu. Facing Daiyu's arrival, Xiangyun will inevitably feel that some of his love has been taken away from him.
This Sister Lin does have a ladylike demeanor, but she seems to have a temper that is not easy to get along with. I heard from others that she is a bit sharp, and sometimes she gets so angry that people don't even have time to hide.
However, Daiyu treated Xiangyun as well as ever, and Xiangyun, who had a bright personality, quickly put aside her grudge.
In the past year, she has witnessed Daiyu becoming more cheerful day by day.
Especially today.
In Xiangyun's eyes, Daiyu's whole body glowed with radiance, and she felt much cheerful.
"Sister Lin, did something happy happen to her today?"
Xiangyun, whose curiosity was aroused, took Daiyu with one hand and moved closer under Daiyu's angry gaze. The two girls just whispered.
After hearing Xiangyun's words, Daiyu immediately reacted, straightened her expression, pursed her lips and said lightly: "That's right."
"If you are happy about anything, please tell me!"
"There's nothing much to say." Daiyu's expression of resistance aroused Xiangyun's curiosity even more, and she hurriedly asked.
But no matter how she begged for mercy and acted cute, Daiyu just pursed her lips, pretending to be profound and smiled without saying a word.
It wasn't until finally seeing Xiangyun getting anxious that Daiyu smiled and whispered in Xiangyun's ear.
"Remember, don't tell others!"
Xiangyun nodded repeatedly.
Baoyu looked on with a look of narcissism on his face.
[Sister Lin is so happy, it must be because of me!]
Baochai, who was sitting aside, looked at Baoyu, who looked like a nymphomaniac, with some unknown meaning in his eyes.
Mrs. Shi sat at the top, looking at everyone in the hall, her face full of joy.
Thanks to the blessings of her ancestors, after so many years, the Jia family has become somewhat cheerful again. She, an old woman, can see that, and it is also obvious to others.
Sitting at the bottom, in addition to Jia She and Jia Lian of Rongguo Mansion who were separated by a screen, there were also Jia Rong and others of Ningguo Mansion, as well as Mrs. Wang Ziteng, Mrs. Wang Zisheng, and even the historian who had not interacted with Jia Mu for a long time.
This time I also sent Mrs. Shi Nai, the Marquis of Baoling, and Mrs. Shi Ding, the Marquis of Zhongjing, to the banquet. The people in the room were chatting and laughing, and it was peaceful and lively.
Jia Zheng was promoted. He had not moved for several years. He was promoted one level and became a doctor in the field division of the Ministry of Industry. He followed Shuntian Governor Sheng Hong to handle the work of clearing the governors of various states within Shuntian Governor's territory.
Qingzhang's land is the most important plan of the imperial court at the moment. Sheng Hong is a capable official. Seeing that Shuntian's Qingzhang is making good progress, everyone feels that Mr. Jia must have made the right bet this time.
Rongguo Mansion had Jieyuan on the front foot, Jia Zheng was promoted on the back foot, and there was also a virtuous concubine in the palace. Although this virtuous title... But no matter how you look at it, Jia Mansion has now gained a firm foothold, and there is a faint resurgence.
There is an upward trend.
The dignitaries in the capital are all fine people, so the due etiquette is naturally fulfilled. Not to mention that in the past, they only gave gifts and never showed up. Now they are eager to come around more.
This was the case for the historian, who had hardly interacted with the Jia family since the death of Xian Rongguo. He sent the two eldest ladies here in one go, just to start making up for the unfamiliarity over the years.
"The old lady has good discipline. This shredded duck rice porridge is really good!"
After taking a brief taste, Mrs. Wang Ziteng was full of praise: "This rice fragrance is made from the best rouge rice. It is worthy of Rongguofu."
"No!" Mrs. Shi Ding, the Marquis of Zhongjing beside her, immediately took over the conversation, "There have been constant natural disasters in the past few years, and the harvests in the fields have been much worse. Usually we can only eat some japonica rice, which is what Rongguo Mansion is like.
Only then can we take advantage of the family fortune."
There was a thorn in Mrs. Shi Ding's words. She was obviously forced to come over by her husband, but she was still somewhat reluctant in her heart.
There is no grudge between the Shi family and the Jia family, but the joint still falls on Shi Xiangyun. Her father who died young was the third generation of Baoling Hou, but he died young, leaving only such a legitimate daughter.
Shi Nai is raised in the mansion.
Jia Mu felt that Shi Nai, as her biological uncle, did not treat Xiangyun well and was angry with her natal family.
Shi Nai didn't refute, just keep less contact, but his wife found it difficult not to be angry, so she said a few words with some meaning in her words.
It was natural to know who Jia Mu was, and she complained in her heart: No matter how poor your family is, you are in a noble house, but you can't even afford a mouthful of good rice?
Seeing Jia Mu's smile gradually fading, a beautiful woman sitting on the chair next to her raised her red eyes slightly and said with a smile: "Amitabha, Bodhisattva bless you, maybe our family has been releasing food to help the victims in the past few years, and finally we have
Now that I have accumulated some virtue, the harvests of several villages outside are pretty good.
Moreover, in the past, we ourselves did not eat this rouge rice, but kept it for our ancestors. The old lady ate very little, so she saved these. We are all distinguished guests and relatives, and the old lady specially ordered us to use the best.
Here to entertain you.
...According to what I said, you should also put food out, firstly, to accumulate some virtue for your own family, and secondly, to share the worries of the Holy One..."
After hearing this, Mrs. Zhongjing Hou looked stunned and could only laugh a few times and lower her head to drink her porridge.
Put out food? Once we put out food, it will be our turn to run out of food.
Seeing that the other party was embarrassed, Jia Mu put on a smile again on her face, but she cursed: "You are talking nonsense again, you poor man. It is the princes of the imperial court who have the final say on such important matters as sharing the worries of the Holy One. How can it be us women who live in the house?"
Can I say whatever I want?"
The man quickly apologized to the guest for blessing him, but his pair of slender red phoenix eyes and two curved willow-leaf eyebrows were all full of sassiness. If it wasn't Sister Feng, who else could it be?