Don't you know that at this time, Hua Xiangrong's posture of sitting upright is rare for the biological parents of the Dongzhou Hua family in the past ten years.

It seems that the wind and waves are calm, and between the silent banquets, Hua wants to let a few people come down, and the singing ceremony is just about to begin.

In Ran Ziwan's mind, there are traces of this flower banquet in the depths of his memory. If I'm not mistaken, it should have been recorded in a book called "Clans".

And the book called "Clans" has two copies in total.

One of the pages of the book, yellowed, was engraved on a bamboo slip, and although it appeared to be well preserved, it was clear that it was a solitary one. It looks old, but it's not broken. It is obviously a book that has an uncountable number of years but cannot be called shabby, which can only show that the owner who owns it loves it and cares for it, revealing a deliberate cherishment.

And the other book also looks like some annual rings, but in Ran Ziwan's opinion, maybe this book is only ten years at most, compared to the previous one engraved on the bamboo slips, this "Clan" is written on the soft gold silk, soft texture to the touch, with a faint luster.

Although the first bamboo slip looks heavy, it must be difficult to avoid the drawbacks of this material. If you copy it on paper, it will feel very thin to the touch. The main records in it are the famous families of the generations of dignitaries a hundred years ago, and the gentry who relied on the gate valve in the early days of the founding of the Heavenly Dynasty.

The other book looks very thick, but not heavy, almost writing the imperial capital, to be precise, the world, every family name and its surname along the bloodline, the road to the beginning, and even the extinct reputation.

The latter is more informative than the previous one, dating back hundreds of years, which is not to be admired by the people who wrote it. What kind of courage should that person have, what kind of eyes should he have, and then he can look down on the world indifferently, write grievances and hatreds with iron and blood, and frown and write thousands of lives?

"If an official has merit, then there is an official family. Coincidentally, on the cover of the first page of these two books, which are also "Clans", except for the huge words of the two clans, they all indicate the same sentence.

It seems to be a simple eight words, but it clearly makes people see through the vicissitudes of life behind the famous family, the luxury and luxury of the official eunuchs, and the supreme glory.

When it comes to the flower banquet in "Clan", the first thing that catches your eye is these four sentences written in cursive.

"The famous family and the country are fragrant, the beauty is comparable to the flowers, the centennial feast of the Zhen family, whose daughter has red makeup?"

Then, I wrote down the process, regulations, and even the powerful relationship between the flower banquet and the ****.

The old lady beside Princess Zhenjun first opened the agarwood box held in the hands of the young woman who came in first, and took out a peach-colored gilt booklet from it with a solemn expression. It opens slowly, because the gentle movement of the hands looks very gentle, so it looks very solemn. Even the moment the first pink booklet was opened, people had a moment of stagnation of breathing, unconsciously holding their breath and concentrating.

"Jiangnan Hu family Hu Yao, the daughter of the clan, fifteen years old. Good at flute, female red,"

If I remember correctly, this is a well-known gentleman in the Jiangnan region, who started his fortune in the local gold mines, and was regarded as a dignitary a hundred years ago. It's just that from the perspective of etiquette, strictly speaking, the Jiangnan Hu family is just a businessman.

The so-called merchants, the merchants sit in the Jia, walk and sell goods as a business, and live and sell goods as a Jia.

In the eyes of many clans, such a family history is not recognized, and the literati always say that the smell of copper is a kind of contempt for the merchant family under the high temperament. It's just that in Ran Ziwan's view, there is nothing wrong with businessmen, and there is nothing wrong with businessmen, and even in her heart, she even thinks that the peasants and workers are the right way to rejuvenate the country and rejuvenate the country without defeating their business!

In addition, the Hu family is located in the south of the Yangtze River, and compared with the emperors of the Heavenly Dynasty, it is naturally slightly marginal

Therefore, this woman named Hu Yao looks a little more shy than ordinary women from official families, and she rarely even raises her head. And after singing Hu Yao's name, there was a burst of chuckles at the huge flower banquet ceremony, and this laughter did not come from one place, but from all directions.

was originally from a famous family, but some people laughed back and forth, and obviously some people didn't look down on the background of businessmen in their bones.

I don't know why, in the middle of the night, Xia suddenly felt a little angry, the woman looked very bright and transparent, at this time, because of everyone's laughter, she looked a little cramped, she felt very unsightly, just wanted to get up but was stopped by Ran Ziwan's eyes.

Although the woman in front of her looked a little trembling, Ran Ziwan smiled.

Such a smart woman, she should have been aware of such an embarrassing situation, or even her posture?

"Sister County Lord, what are you laughing at? How pitiful she is? What's wrong with being a merchant? It's much better than some of the self-proclaimed famous clans. "In the middle of the night, I said so many flowers at one time, but it was for someone who didn't want to do it.

"She's not as weak as you see!" Ran Ziwan's face was light, and her shallow smile looked very warm, like a beam of light imprinted on the corner of her mouth

"Are you saying that she knows martial arts? Sister of the county lord, this time you are wrong, that woman has no internal strength, I think she can't do martial arts at all, although she is round and jade, but it is still very weak, especially when you see that she is still shaking, she is scared!"

"So she's not weak!" Ran Ziwan said these words to Ye Zhongxia again with great certainty.

It's just that the more this is the case, the more ignorant Xia is in the middle of the night, not weak?

Hua Xiangrong, who couldn't move speechlessly on the side, seemed to have adapted to her quiet and virgin sitting posture at the moment, and also looked at the woman named Hu Yao with Ran Ziwan's playful eyes, although it seemed that her body was shaking constantly, as if she was trembling with fear, but there was a trace of fear between her eyebrows and eyes, and her clear eyes were more like laughing.

On top of the flower banquet ceremony, there are many daughters of famous officials and eunuchs, and they are laughing at her for being a businessman. And she's laughing at them!

Ran Ziwan saw it thoroughly, and the woman was not weak. At least such a woman should have a style on top of the flower banquet.

Hua Xiangrong glanced at the front with disdain, and was very entangled, worrying about Miss Yao of the Hu family in Jiangnan in every possible way.

She and Ran Ziwan can see through it, but she

Regarding whether to give her only five carts of mulberry tea, or add fifty carts of mulberry tea, Hua Xiangrong suddenly felt less angry.

At this time, Hua Xiangrong suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the IQ of Midnight Summer. He must be a poor man in the middle of the night