The Yingjun Royal Mansion is not a traditional noble family, and it is not comparable to the royal relatives of the Eight Classics. The family members withered, and no one had ever passed the imperial examination to enter the ranks, and it was not a noble family.

Not to mention that the old lady Wan of the Yingjun Royal Mansion was just the daughter of a small businessman in a neighboring country, and the deceased old lady Wan was just a small concubine in the Guogong Mansion back then, and the real aristocratic circle looked down on this family in their hearts.

No matter how much you look at it, you still have to do the surface work that should be. The people who have heads, faces and involvement in Liyang Mansion have sent juniors to come and send congratulatory gifts.

Not to mention the major officials in Jinzhou, no one wants to offend the border generals in this city, and they all came to the door early to congratulate them with carefully prepared gifts.

The Dustfall Mage was still dressed in a black robe, out of place with the festive colors around him.

When he arrived with the little apprentice, the people had already come.

Wan Zebin didn't expect him to come, and didn't ask the housekeeper to arrange a seat for him.

Looking at the black-robed man who was approaching, Wan Zebin only felt that his head was so big.

A prophetic mage with the identity of a cloth cloth, this seat is really difficult to arrange, it offends people if it is lowered, and it offends people when it is high.

"The King of the County." A clear and cold voice sounded, and the dust had already walked in front of Wan Zebin's eyes.

"How can the mage be free, this king thinks that the mage is not dirty with mundane affairs, and he doesn't dare to send someone to deliver the post."

"I haven't seen it, let's take a look." Dust's expression is natural, and his tone is flat, not like a fake.

A Taoist mage who cultivates in the deep mountains seems to have never seen this meeting, but Wan Zebin doesn't know how to answer this, he hates the future life who doesn't play cards according to the routine.

"You don't need to arrange a table for me, I'll just come and go shopping, and I'll leave without dinner."

"Then leave the mage to himself." Wan Zebin heard another meaning from his words, he was here for his own daughter?

The appearance of the dust made many Jinzhou clans post it and talk enthusiastically.

However, the guests from other places were confused, and they didn't know what kind of identity this person could make so many local wealthy families treat them differently.

After getting out of the dust, King Yingjun took off his black robe in a secluded corner, revealing the corners of his indigo skirt.

The silver white hair was pulled up by slender fingers like bamboo knots, and the dust of the hood was worn without powder, which could already be called the appearance of a shy flower in the closed moon.

Wan Zebin, who found that the mage's purpose was not simple, was not idle, he sent the little maid to call away the three daughters who were entertaining guests in the women's table, and asked them to accompany the old lady to the table.

When Dustfall mixed into the women's seat alone, he searched carefully several times, his eyes were sour, and he still didn't find anyone who matched the three girls of the Wan family.

In Kundong, it is difficult to get a portrait of a woman in the boudoir, but it is not difficult to know some facial features.

Seeing that the time for the opening of the table was getting closer and closer, the dust fell and turned to leave.

Back in the secluded corner just now, where his little apprentice was waiting for him, he silently turned back into a silver-haired black-robed mage.

He is willing to disguise himself as a woman and sneak in, but he can't see it?

The silver-haired man squinted his eyes at the little apprentice standing next to him, his eyes lit up, as if to say, if you dare to speak out, I will definitely peel off your skin.

The three sisters talked and laughed all the way to Songhe Hall.

"Big brother." Wan Ziyang was talking with the old lady, and Wan Jinyue, who hadn't seen her brother for a long time, rarely gained or lost her instrument, and pounced on her brother lively.

This is the first time Yun Yuan has seen Wan Ziyang. The man has a slightly dark complexion, a tall figure, and a handsome face, he is a typical Kundong look, at least three or four points similar to Wan's father.

The group walked in the direction of the banquet hall with a smile and laughter, but the dust on the other side was standing in front of the gate of the Yingjun Royal Mansion with a black face, and sighed heavily.

The banquet hall was in front of him in a blink of an eye, Wan Ziyang bowed to the old lady, and walked to the male guest seat instead.

A quarter of an hour before the table was left, and the ladies in the banquet hall were chatting quietly in their seats.

Wan Jinyu saw at a glance the middle-aged woman wearing a honey-colored juan yarn and gold silk embroidered dress, which was her future mother-in-law, the current lady Zhang Qian of Liyang Mansion.

The girl's cheeks were red, her face was shy, and she didn't know whether she should step forward to say hello.

The eldest girl of the Wan family, who had always been steady next to her, was also a little at a loss at this time, and Mrs. Yuan Yu of Chujun looked at her with kindness.

After all, Mrs. Wan is a person from the past, and she knows what these girls are thinking.

The girl is thin-skinned, but she still has to have the etiquette, and the future in-laws should still take the initiative to greet her.

The old lady raised her feet and walked towards the Yuan Yu clan. "I've seen Mrs." The three girls of the Wan family saluted together.

"Old lady." Yuan Yu got up and saluted, with a dignified demeanor. "Concubine Zhu Wan old lady is deaf and clear-eyed, and she smiles at people and does business calmly."

The ladies at the same table also sent congratulatory birthday messages one after another, and it was not lively for a while.

After some greetings, the group turned to the seat where Zhang Qian was. "I've seen Mrs." The three girls of the Wan family saluted together.

"I wish the old lady a long life and a happy life." Zhang Qian's family got up casually, and his face seemed to be smiling.

Compared with Yuan Yu's uprightness, Zhang Qian's family is somewhat casual.

When the table was about to start, Mrs. Wan listened to the birthday speech and sat down at the main table. On the other side, Zhang Qian smiled a little contemptuously on his face.

In the past, in Jinzhou, Yingjun Wangfu was the most prominent family.

Now that the lord has been transferred back to the capital, in a place like Liyang Mansion, a family like King Yingjun can't squeeze into the real aristocratic circle. Divorce is just a matter of timing.

In the male guest seat, Wan Ziyang looked at his father with a smile on his face, and there was a little confusion on his face.

Which girl did my father fall in love with? Want to be a matchmaker? Wan Ziyang, who was already seventeen years old, had a headache.

I won't mess with the mandarin duck spectrum. From my father's point of view, where did I attract my mother back then? Wan Ziyang just wanted to apply oil to the soles of his feet, but he was dragged by Wan's father's arm.

"See the young man in the teal robe?" Wan Ziyang heard the sound and searched for it, he was a young man with a face, and he looked as big as himself.

"See." It seems that he is not a matchmaker for himself, but the eldest sister and the second sister have promised others, and the third sister is still young.

It won't be for the third sister. My father is really unreliable, and this is at least eight or nine years old.

"You don't have to go to the barracks for the time being these days, and you can ask people to come to discuss the scriptures."

Father Wan's hand slapped on Wan Ziyang's shoulder, and he only felt a pain in his heart. My sister-in-law, is it so sloppy?

Here, Ye Lin had already taken advantage of the excuse of changing clothes to wander around in the small garden between the men's and women's banquet halls.

On the side of the path, Ye Lin found a handkerchief embroidered with green plants.

This green plant is a little special, it looks fleshy, some cute, if only the handkerchief of the three girls of the Wan family would be good.