After moving from Prince Rui's Mansion in Kyoto to Prince Rui's Mansion in Ruizhou, although there are still many large items that have not been moved back, there are too many things that have been moved here just to pack them all at once.
Seeing that it was almost time for the banquet, Mingyue Pavilion in the main courtyard also packed up the main room.
Tuxue Xunmei looked at the time and saw that it was almost time. She put aside what she was doing and asked her mother-in-law to bring water for Song Qinghuan to bathe and wash her hair.
Xiao Ci went to the other side of the study, and did not ask anyone to call him. He only sent a little maid to ask the mother-in-law to carry water, and also sent over all the clothes and accessories that she had packed up early in the morning.
On this hot day, I would be sweating every time I moved. Since I was going to a banquet, I couldn't be rude.
Even Xiao Jingchuan and Xiao Jingtong asked the maids to help them wash themselves and put on new clothes.
On the road these past few days, Xiao Jingtong was no longer as relaxed as he had been in the previous days. After sitting in the carriage for two days in a row, everyone was shaking in the carriage.
As soon as he entered Prince Rui's Mansion, he looked for the courtyard and asked people to wait on him to rest.
When Chunlan and Qiulan picked her up, the clothes on her back were all seeped through. She opened her hazy eyes and asked what she was doing.
Qiulan mixed the water, and Chunlan took her to take a bath, and said: "The princess must have been in a sleep state. When she just entered the city, the prefect of Ruizhou and a few squires said they would give it to us.
The master is washing his hands, and the princess was quite happy at that time, but why can’t she remember it now?"
The whole person was soaked in the water, and then he felt more comfortable. Xiao Jingtong also woke up. After thinking about it, it was indeed such a thing, and he deserved it.
Qiulan brought all the clothes she was about to wear, and then reminded her: "Princess, when we go to the banquet later, you must be more careful when carrying it, and think more about what you say and do. We are from Kyoto."
, we can’t let these Ruizhou people look down upon us the first time.”
These were given by Ta Xue, and I was not afraid of anything else. I was just afraid that the princess would not play her cards according to common sense and would make some kind of joke out of nowhere.
Xiao Jingtong didn't understand the other meaning, but after hearing the words "People from Kyoto shouldn't be underestimated by Ruizhou people", he felt clear in his heart, nodded and said: "I understand."
She has no other skills. She still has the ability to put on airs, but she just imitates those princesses and princesses to put on airs, look more and talk less, and pretend to be incomprehensible. She can still do this well.
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Although Xiao Jingtong deserved to be relaxed, Chunlan Qiulan did not dare to be careless and picked out some things that needed more attention and explained them to her in detail.
By the time he packed up and headed to Mingyue Pavilion, Xiao Jingtong was already impatient, but since he couldn't be underestimated, he kept it up and didn't get angry.
When Song Qinghuan saw Xiao Jingtong's angry look, and then looked at Chunlan and Qiulan, he knew what was going on. He pursed his lips and smiled, without saying much, and just praised: "Sister Tong."
She looks really good today."
She wore a lake green Confucian skirt, two small hairdos, a bunch of pearls on her bun, and an eight-treasure necklace hanging around her neck. There were not many accessories, and she looked refreshing.
It's cool and comfortable to look at.
When Xiao Jingtong was praised by Song Qinghuan, a smile suddenly appeared on his face. He rolled his eyes and hid the smile again, pretending to be incomprehensible.
Xiao Ci from the front asked someone to urge them, but Song Qinghuan didn't say much and just led the two of them forward.
The one who received the wind and washed away the dust was the head of the Du family, the richest family in Ruizhou, but the banquet was held at Feihongju on Ping'an Street.
The carriage of Prince Rui's Mansion stopped in front of Feihong Residence. Before Song Qinghuan got off the car, Xunmei raised the curtain to take a look. His face suddenly darkened and he muttered: "This is too shabby."
Feihongju is a two-story attic. It may have been very old due to its age. Even the plaque in front of the door has lost its paint. If there were not two lanterns on the side, I would not be able to see clearly what is above.
handwriting.
In addition to the fact that Feihong Residence is old, the surrounding environment is not very good either. There are mostly private houses nearby, and domestic water is poured in front of the door. There are also occasional small stalls and hawkers around.
The Feihongju just stood there like a bird standing out from a flock of chickens, looking more and more out of place.
As soon as the carriage stopped, the young lady from the Du family whom she had seen during the day immediately stepped forward with a smile, as if she didn't know anything, lifted the curtain and helped Song Qinghuan out of the car.
Xiao Ci took the horse that Xiao Jingchuan was riding, and the two of them jumped up. The squires and prefects who had seen him when they entered the city rushed forward and surrounded the father and son to go upstairs first.
Song Qinghuan put his hand on the Du family's young mistress's arm, got off the carriage, and called the ladies from other families to gather around her.
Seeing Song Qinghuan's outfit, everyone looked at it first. They didn't dislike it on their faces, but they felt a bit contemptuous in their hearts.
Song Qinghuan saw through it but didn't say it, but when he saw the simple dress of the other ladies, he couldn't help but laugh.
Emotions are all about trying to compare someone's shabby status.
Song Qinghuan took Xiao Jingtong and asked these ladies to go up to the private room on the second floor.
This Feihong neighborhood committee is really not that good. I don’t know if it was explained intentionally or if it is just the way it is. There are not many diners in the hall on the first floor, and it is even quieter when you go up to the second floor.
When Song Qinghuan went upstairs, he stretched out his hand to support the wooden stairs, but once he touched it, he withdrew his hand again, and quietly wiped the oil stains on his hands with a handkerchief.
Mrs. Chen, the prefect's wife who was following at the end, noticed her move and didn't say anything. She pursed her lips and smiled.
The eldest mistress of the Du family led Song Qinghuan and Xiao Jingtong to the private room next to the male guests.
Song Qinghuan walked in but did not sit down. When Texue Xunmei came forward to wipe the tables and chairs, and put on the white jade bowls and chopsticks she brought from home, she took Xiao Jingtong and sat down.
Xiao Jingtong didn't say a word from the beginning to the end in order to gain reputation. He just followed Song Qinghuan obediently. Although he didn't like the environment of Feihongju very much, he just frowned and said nothing.
Song Qinghuan was in such an attitude when he arrived, and the eldest mistress of the Du family laughed: "Don't be offended, Princess, our little place is not so particular. Princess is a little unfamiliar when she first arrives."
Song Qinghuan responded coldly, and then said: "It doesn't matter. You ladies are not particular about it. I, the princess, have nothing to be particular about. It's just that I have been with the Queen Mother for a long time and have developed a habit."
With an insincere smile on her face, Song Qinghuan said again: "Madams, please sit down quickly."
He asked again: "This princess and the little princess are also back to Ruizhou for the first time. I wonder if there are any delicious specialties in Ruizhou."
The Du family is the largest wealthy family in Ruizhou, and even the prefect has to bow his head in front of the Du family.
The prefect's wife didn't say anything at this moment, just waiting for the eldest mistress of the Du family to deal with it.
The eldest mistress of the Du family was not very familiar with this princess. When she saw Song Qinghuan's attitude again, she didn't know what she meant by her words.
