Cool and vegetarian autumn festival, wine and crab fat orange chrysanthemum.

The backyard of the Wei Mansion is full of water, and the sons and ladies of the family are in pairs, whether they are familiar with it or not, they are in love when they meet. After a little conversation, you can chat about the interesting things in Shengjing today, and enjoy the flowers together.

The four of them walked across the small bridge and saw a corner of Tsing Yi among thousands of flowers from a distance. is an extremely charming skin, and the eyebrows are bent and merry, and the purple and red have lost their color.

Jiang Lanhe's glittering golden body has undoubtedly become the most eye-catching one in the crowd, and it is difficult not to notice him.

Baili Zhiheng didn't feel that there was anything wrong with these gazes, he had always had a mysterious confidence in his taste. But Duanmu Yuhua and Qingye on the side have the same sober cognition as everyone else.

Yes, even though she tried to reduce her presence. However, with such an eye-catching focus around him, he still taught Cui Kongling to find it at a glance.

He greeted him and greeted them quite affectionately.

"Xiao Xihua."

"No worries."

"And Jiang Xiaogongzi?"

"I didn't expect you to come together."

This sentence is a little meaningful, but in fact, she didn't expect Cui Kongling to know Baili Zhiheng.

But when you think about it, I don't think it's surprising that they attend a lot of feasts. Naturally, from the beginning of the strange acquaintance, slowly to the later familiar acquaintance.

"Xiu Ming, I looked at the girl behind Xiao Xihua, she looked a little like you."

Cui Kongling tilted his head to look at Qingye for a while, then turned his head to look at the young man in white behind him.

Zhao Sinian thought that he was watching other girls look good, and he had a little teasing thoughts. Originally, he didn't think about it, but Baili Zhiheng listened to Cui Kongling's words, carefully reviewed it, and nodded.

"It's really a little similar to Shaofuqing."

Yes, he looked at the girl behind Duanmu Yuhua, his eyes froze slightly. He was about to open his mouth to ask something, when the crowd suddenly broke out, and then the birds fell silent and bowed down in unison.

"His Royal Highness the King of Jin, Chitose Chitose, Chitose Chitose."

On the bridge came a young man, dressed in a dark purple robe, with a gold silk spider ribbon of the same color tied around his waist, and his black hair tied up and fixed with a crown of blue and gilt.

The man's posture is slender and straight, and the whole person is handsome and innate noble. There was a nonchalant smile on the corner of his mouth, and a pair of amber pupils seemed to be staring. Where the eye waves flow, there is an endless atmosphere.

The four of them turned their heads, and when it was so silent at this moment, an inopportune exclamation suddenly came from the crowd.

"What do you do? Stained my skirt. ”

This shouting was so loud that no one wanted to cause trouble at this juncture. Following the source of this voice, everyone consciously moved out of the way.

It turned out to be two girls dressed in the same color.

At this moment, one of the girls was accusing the other, and her eyebrows were full of anger.

The girl's neck is hung with a circle of exquisite and transparent strings, and the cloud bun is inserted with a crystal moonless magnolia hairpin. She was dressed in a pale green cardigan skirt lined with a moon-white jade water lily short waist, and her waist was gently held by a light blue soft veil of Jicui Mountain.

The people who came to the banquet this time were all nobles from various families, and the ladies were all dressed up carefully. Now the girl's skirt was muddy, and she was in trouble on the spot.

The crowd turned their gaze to see another woman holding a broken flower pot. In the cracked pot, the red with purple, purple and black black chrysanthemum is slightly wilted, and the roots are turned outward.

The woman's jade-like green silk is simply tied into a flying fairy bun, and a few full and round pearls are randomly embellished in the hair. She coughed lowly, and unhurriedly clutched the yellow silk cloak that had slipped off her shoulders.

The woman was wearing a cyan pomegranate skirt, embroidered with lilies, and the color of the flowers was white and red, just like her fair and ruddy face at this moment.

She looked up at the girl, not embarrassed, nor afraid. Then the woman smiled slightly, her tone was soft, and her every move was gentle and atmospheric.

"Someone accidentally kicked down this pot of flowers, I just ......"

The girl immediately cut off her words.

"Is this flower comparable to my dress, do you know what my dress is?"

There was a stalemate here, and because they didn't know their identities, everyone didn't dare to go up to distinguish them.

King Jin, who had just been neglected, had already crossed the small bridge and came to the center of the crowd.

"Your Highness."

The two girls saluted first, and the girl's eyes turned, and she was the first to go up and grab King Jin's sleeve.

"Your Highness is the most just and wise, please judge the courtiers."

Duanmusong's face didn't change, but he quietly pulled out his sleeves. He looked at the woman holding the flower pot, looked up and down, and asked.

"Are you guilty?"

When the girl heard him say this, she immediately raised her chin, and her heart became more and more confident. Instead, the woman looked up at the young man, stunned for a moment, and met the smile in his eyes.

"Dare to ask Your Highness, what is the crime of the courtier?"

"Bold, dare to contradict His Highness like this."

The girl scolded, but her heart became more and more happy. Originally, he just wanted to give her a little warning, but now this person is killing himself.

Even the high-ranking elders did not dare to question King Jin like this. Yes, you can imagine what will happen to this woman. It's a pity that everyone bowed their heads.

The young man approached the woman step by step, and the next second his actions shocked everyone. He sighed helplessly, then took the pot from the woman's hand and glanced at the attendant who followed behind him.

"Find a new pot and raise this black chrysanthemum."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The attendant went down, and then he took out a snow-white handkerchief from the hem of his sleeve and took the woman's hand. Only then did everyone see that there was a scratch on her wrist, faintly dripping some beads of blood.

The young man was gentle and delicate, and took the handkerchief and wrapped it around her wrist, lightly knotting it. Although the tone was a little reproachful, it was full of pampering.

"Hurt yourself, teach me to worry. Isn't that wrong, huh? Ayuki. ”

A hint of blush flashed across the woman's face, and there was a bit of shame in her eyes. She tried to withdraw her hand, but the young man grabbed her fingertips and taught her that she couldn't break free.

When the maiden heard him say this, she saw him behave like this. I thought of something in my heart, and my face turned pale for a while.

"Your Highness......"

Cui Kongling raised his eyebrows and nodded knowingly. He covered his lips with a fan and whispered to the three of them.

"It's Fu Youshan's daughter, Fu Xingxue, there's a good show to watch now."

Fu Xingxue, the eldest lady of the Fu family, is small and shallow. Because of the relationship with the Wei family for generations, in this generation, she is the daughter-in-law candidate valued by Concubine Wei Shu, the princess of Jin.

Everyone immediately knew who to help, and immediately a noble lady stepped forward.

"I saw that it was you who kicked down this flower pot at Miss Fu just now. Miss Fu just wanted to pick it up, but you didn't let it, and she fell to the ground during the scramble. ”

Heaven is a good reincarnation, and feng shui takes turns. The girl who was still arrogant just now was drooping her head like a wilted eggplant, holding her skirt with both hands, and she was at a loss for what to do.

She just felt that the person shouldn't wear the same color as herself, and after the people here saw Fu Xingxue, they didn't consciously come over.

This made her very unhappy, so she was moved by bad intentions for a while.

"Your Highness, the courtiers know their mistakes, the courtiers shouldn't, they shouldn't ......"

The girl's voice sobbed and murmured, almost crying. Duanmusong was unmoved, didn't even speak, just looked at Fu Xingxue blindly.

Fu Xingxue's fingertips drew a circle in the palm of his hand and gently swung it a few times.

"Your Highness, today is Wei Shibo's family banquet. It is not appropriate to involve right and wrong, or the guest and host should enjoy themselves. ”

Fu Xingxue made a pun, no longer pursued it, and wanted to expose this matter.

"What Xue said is true, but she is doing this. Not only do they want to take advantage of you, but they also want to damage your reputation. It's tolerable or unbearable, even if you don't care. If Commander Fu is here, he should not be willing. ”

"Your Highness, the courtiers know their mistakes, and the courtiers know their mistakes."

The girl threw herself to her knees.

"So, punish her for copying the Lotus Sutra after the banquet and apologize."

Fu Xingxue took his words unhurriedly, with a gentle smile on her face and a dignified demeanor. The young man laughed, he always had nothing to do with her.

"Since Ah Xue said so, this king will be stingy if he continues to think about it. All right. ”

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness King Jin."

"Thank you, Miss Fu."

"Take this as a warning."

Duanmusong glanced at the girl on the ground lightly, she hurriedly lowered her head, her body shrunk.

"Yes, the courtiers don't dare anymore."

"Her move is very general, not like that one."

"Huh?"

Jiang Lanhe's eyes glanced at the few people who came on the other end, and the three of them only cared about watching the farce here, so they naturally didn't notice the movement behind the house. At this moment, with his gaze, it was the protagonist of today's banquet.

The one who walked in front was Wei Zhixian, and the middle-aged woman who followed behind him should be Fu Huazhi, the mother of the Wei family. The middle-aged man next to the woman should be Sikou Wei Qiguang, and the young man on the other side is Wu Anjun Wei Sique.

They were followed by a group of minions, trays in their hands. The tray was covered with red silk, and I don't know what it was.

If Jiang Lanhe was dressed up as a male peacock by Baili Zhiheng today, then Wei Zhixian's style today is like a flower butterfly.

The girl wears a white mopping smoke cage plum blossom baishui skirt, covered with a moon satin embroidered magnolia butterfly dress, lined with pale pink brocade wraps. The cuffs are embroidered with delicate gold-patterned butterflies, and a few lace threads are hooked up on the placket of the chest.

There is a golden silk Tongling jade around his neck, a pair of silver butterfly earrings hanging next to his ears, and a pearl-inlaid jasper step in his sideburns.

By the time everyone was attracted to this farce, these people had already come a long way. Wei Zhixian first swept around the crowd, but didn't see Lu Weizhen, and was slightly disappointed.

He likes to wear white clothes and embroider bamboo on his cuffs. So she asked someone to make a suit to match him, and wanted to show him it at today's feast.

As a result, how did he not come.

"Daddy, didn't you post to Lu Xiang, why didn't you see him."

Seeing his sister's face drooping, Wei Qiguang was the one who was the most disagreeable with Lu Weizhen in the court, and his mother was the most spoiled by her.

Yes, Wei Sique had to be sandwiched in the middle to appease her.

"Lu Xiang is busy with official business, and it is a matter of time to be late for banquets, and he will always come."

Hearing her brother reassure her like this, Wei Zhixian smiled again.

"Miss Fu is here, don't you go to her?"

Wei Zhixian's eyes lit up.

"Cousin Asayu?"

Of course she went, she let go of the hand that was holding Mrs. Wei. Waving his hand to the woman in the pothos skirt, he passed his brother and father first, and ran all the way to her.

The hosts of the banquet walked over, and Wei Qiguang took the lead.

His temples are slightly gray, his eyebrows are thick and black, and his eyes are sparkling. Although he is over half a hundred years old, he is still dignified and dignified.

Wei Qiguang put out a kind smile, mellow and sophisticated, teaching people to catch the slightest flaw.

"Everyone, please come into your seats, let's have a feast."

After everyone greeted each other with him, they walked to the dozens of small pear marble cases on the table one by one, and sat cross-legged. When the crowd was seated, the musicians and dancers walked from the bridge.

Then the servants carried the fruit plates, and the steamers were sent to each small table. Then there were the maids who parted the silver cutlery on the table and filled it with tea and wine.

Cui Kongling and Zhao Sinian sat next to each other, and Baili Zhiheng and Jiang Lanhe were next to each other. Kiyono took a cushion and placed it next to the girl, but the seats in front of them and behind them were empty.

Without him, just because they were sitting very far back, almost at the end of the feast. And the guests have always been willing to rush to the front, and rarely shrink back like them.

But the child is not a fish, and the joy of knowing the fish.

At the front of the left sat Duanmu Qinghe, the king of Nan'an, and the next seat was Duanmusong, the king of Jin. The chief on the right is the sister and brother of the Fu family, Fu Xingxuan and Fu Xingxue.

On the downward seat is the Chinese book order lacquer carved white, the governor Lin Keran, the long history Feng Ruochan, and the Dali Temple Shaoqing Wu Zongyi.

Then there are some families attached to the Wei family, Pei's, Yuan's, Li's, and Zhao's. There are also neutrals such as Lu and Zheng.

In this feast, the Wei family invited almost all the nobles of the family who had power and money in their hands.

Seeing that everyone was seated, Wei Qiguang coughed, and the sound of silk and bamboo stopped.

"Joy of the housewarming of the dogs, thank you for coming. I don't have anything to entertain, but now the crab roe is fat in autumn, so please enjoy the chrysanthemums and eat crabs, and take care of it. ”

Wei Qiguang clapped his hands, and the dancers also retreated. Then two rows of maids carrying chrysanthemum leaves and osmanthus stamens smoked mung bean noodles and handkerchiefs came from the side of the bridge.

"Please clean your hands."

And they cleaned their hands in turn, and a group of maids came up. They squatted on the side of the small case and opened the steamer on the previous little guys, there were three floors, all full of red crabs.

The maids put out the silver utensils, took the long-handled forks and other tools, and began to lift the shells one by one, remove the navels, and cut the legs and claws.

Finally, the spoon picked out the crab roe and crab paste little by little, put them on a small silver plate, and poured vinegar and ginger shreds into the small silver bowl.

A serial cloud and smooth operation, fast and clean.

After picking one crab, they pick up the remaining crabs in the cage and repeat the above steps until the crab meat and crab roe on the silver plate are stacked like a mountain.

After all this was done, the maids took the empty steamers and retreated.