At the gate of the Ling Mansion, Zhao Shuang and Qiu Shuisheng, who were dressed plainly and had no invitations, were naturally stopped.

"Two of you, there are no invitations, so you really can't invite two of you in. As for whether the two were invited by Du Sanniang, we need to wait for the person who went in to verify with Du Sanniang to come out. The butler at the door was polite on the surface, but in fact his eyes were full of disdain.

The two porters next to him muttered quietly: "There are many people who want to come to our Ling Mansion for a family banquet, not to mention that there are no invitations, and the invitations have been found many times before." ”

"The people who came to the family banquet in the past were also dressed decently, these two ......"

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Zhao Shuang's master and apprentice stood outside the gate like this, being pointed at by the subordinates and the guests who came to the banquet, so they were not embarrassed.

Of course, Zhao Shuang didn't feel embarrassed at all, for her, except for the delicious food in her hand flying away, there was nothing else that she couldn't accept.

Qiu Daxia has no embarrassment complex, for him, these wealthy businessmen and nobles are all stumbling blocks to justice in the world, and they are all existences that need to be bulldozed, and the butcher will not care about the disdainful eyes and howls of the pigs and sheep who are about to be slaughtered by themselves.

"Du Sanniang is out!" Someone screamed.

When the people at the door heard this, they all looked into the door.

Du Sanniang came in a moon-white long skirt, approached the door, saw Zhao Shuang, her steps became hurried, she lifted her skirt, hurried over, walked in front of Zhao Shuang, and said very respectfully: "Miss Zhao, I'm really sorry, it's the slave family who didn't think about it, I didn't expect that Ling Mansion still needs an invitation to enter the door, so you will be neglected!" Please come in with me! ”

Zhao Shuang smiled: "It doesn't matter, I just came." ”

The two entered the Ling Mansion together, and Qiu Shuisheng swaggered behind.

The subordinates and guests at the door were stunned, speculating about the identities of Zhao Shuang and Qiu Shuisheng.

Du Sanniang, one of the three crowns of Nuanzhou, should be either rich or expensive to receive warmly, but the two of them don't look like rich and wealthy masters.

Zhao Shuang followed Du Sanniang to Lingfu and saw the carved beams and paintings and flowers of the richest family in ancient times.

Du Sanniang introduced Zhao Shuang all the way: "Today's family banquet is held in the Furong Hall of Ling Mansion. The Hibiscus Hall is adjacent to a small lake, surrounded by lotus flowers, and the scenery is still good. When Miss Zhao saw it, she would definitely be able to chant a good poem. ”

Zhao Shuang: "Why should I chant poetry?" ”

"Oh...... Miss Zhao is uniquely talented, and it would be a pity not to recite poetry. Your two poems yesterday have been written down by the slave family and taken to be framed. When Miss Zhao remembered the name, the slave family added the name and framed it. You've written so well. With just a few words, you can outline a magnificent or beautiful scene, which is fascinating! When it comes to poetry, Du Sanniang is obsessed.

Zhao Shuang: Feelings: This is still a vixen who is obsessed with human poetry.

There is the sound of guqin playing in front, and when you go around a corner, you can see a lotus pond illuminated by lights, and the hibiscus hall with the eaves flying on the edge of the small lake.

For the ancients, so many lanterns were illuminated and arranged, which was simply extremely luxurious, but for Zhao Shuang, who had seen the night scene of modern lights, these were all small meanings, and they were far from the city that never sleeps.

No matter how many candles there are, they can't achieve the effect of LED lights.