"Invitations?"

Du Jun frowned, the surname of the county commander of Anxian County is Zhou, that is, Du Jun has never seen each other for nearly a year, but the daughter of the county commander has had a relationship because of Song Jiang, but it is extremely unpleasant, how can he send an invitation now?

Holding this question, Du Jun patted Zheng's hand, explained as if comforting, and said softly: "Mother, I'll go out first, and I'll talk to you later." ”

With that, he stood up and walked to the door with a few strides.

As soon as Li Decai saw Du Jun, his face twitched faintly, the place next to the owner is good, just this temperament and walking posture are really flattering, it is even more manly than a man.

Du Jun stretched out his hand and took a gilded red invitation card in his hand, unfolded it, and laughed.

There are not many words, and the content is also very concise, but it is not from the hand of Zhou County, but the county lady, who sincerely invites Du Jun to enjoy the flowers two days later.

Nothing to offer courtesy, either treachery or theft, this is Du Jun's first feeling after seeing the content of the invitation.

For Mao?

Just because she didn't know the county lady at all, and she actually invited her to participate in a flower-viewing banquet because she was not related to her, Du Jun dared to be sure that this banquet was not another banquet, and there might be bad water hidden there.

I haven't seen all kinds of crossings, once the heroine participates in a banquet, a poetry meeting, or something, it's like a dumpling, and it falls into the water, and then the White Lotus female partner begins to cry and wipe her tears, all kinds of teasing the male protagonist?

Hehe~ I'm thinking a little too much, we're not wearing a talented girl, it's a stupid village girl.

Du Jun shook his head, threw those inappropriate thoughts out of his mind, and asked lightly: "The person who sent the invitation is still there, tell them that I will be on time." ”

"Wow", Li Decai answered, turned around and left.

"Wait", with a flash of inspiration, Du Jun hurriedly called out to the person and snorted in the direction of the courtyard gate, "You go to Mancang first to get a purse, just fill it with fifty wen, and give people tea." ”

Seeing that Li Decai turned back to find Mancang, Du Juncai patted her head happily, fortunately she thought of this just now, otherwise the king of Hades would be so difficult to see the little ghosts, and it is easy to say that the banquet is not a banquet, and no one can make a mistake in the number of etiquette.

Originally, I didn't like this errand without oil and water, but I didn't expect the farm to be so generous, and the little guy who sent the invitation card was just the little guy in the outer courtyard at the bottom of the county order's house, and the monthly money for a month was only 300 wen, but now I got 50 wen more, which is equivalent to five days' wages. To tell the truth, don't underestimate these precautions, which are often the preferences and taboos of the host's family, maybe it is a small detail that can determine whether you will be liked or disgusted by the host's family.

After nightfall, Du Jun told Song Jiang about the flower-viewing banquet, but Song Jiang didn't care too much, but began to explain to Du Jun a lot of etiquette to pay attention to when participating in this kind of occasion.

Du Jun listened to Song Jiang's tirade with a dazed expression, and summed it up in four sentences, seeing people laughing in three points, nodding and bowing, he could never eat enough, and he had to pay for the gift bag.

Song Jiang laughed at this, touched Du Jun's head dotingly, and finally came up with an idea, after the banquet started, find a corner to talk less and drink more tea.

Du Jun pouted and didn't speak, she was distressed, was it easy for her to earn some silver every day? Just send it to people for no reason, it's hard for people to look down on it, depressed!

..............

At the same time, in the back house of the county government, in Zhou Qianxi's boudoir, in the jumping candlelight, Mrs. Tang was sitting in front of the dressing mirror to remove the ring hairpin, put on a bun, and prepare to sleep with her daughter.

As the saying goes, raise your head to marry a woman and bow your head to marry a woman, for most of the year, in order to show her daughter, Mrs. Tang took Zhou Qianxi to participate in various banquets of all sizes, but the result was not ideal.

is often the man she likes, people don't look down on her, and the people she doesn't look down on, but she intends to ask for marriage, so that she can't get high or low, and Mrs. Tang is also heartbroken for her daughter.

The look of this year is similar to that of modern times, not only looking at age and appearance, but also referring to family background, character, ability, reputation, in addition to the character of the man's father, after all, marrying a daughter-in-law in the past, a filial piety alone is inferior, after all, like Mrs. Tang, her life is smooth, and there is no oppression from her in-laws, and there are very few marriages that are blocked by concubines, and she will naturally consider more for Zhou Qianxi, who loves her daughter.

"Xi'er, after two days of flower-viewing banquet, Mrs. Xing of the Li Mansion has also promised to attend at that time, that is the highest status lady in our Anxian County, you should be more stable at that time, don't let people find faults, maybe the future marriage will depend on Mrs. Li", Mrs. Tang sighed and said.

The corners of Zhou Qianxi's mouth twitched, and she was quite disapproving, that old lady Xing was just a stepwife, not as old as her mother, relying on Li Fu to make a tone all day long, which was extremely disgusting, and what she thought in her heart naturally revealed in her tone, and said perfunctorily: "Okay, mother, you have said it several times, Xi'er will remember it." ”

"You don't know who you follow, just a little bit", it is clear who his daughter is a mother, Mrs. Tang turned her back to Zhou Qianxi and muttered.

Then, as if he remembered something, he turned around and raised his eyebrows, "By the way, there are a lot of things today, and I forgot to ask you, why did you invite the lady of Song Zhutou to the flower-viewing banquet?" Could it be that you are still worried about the Song Dynasty? I can tell you, this matter is not negotiable, not to mention that your father does not agree, even if it is a mother, he will not agree. ”

Zhou Qianxi rolled her eyes fiercely at her mother, and said angrily: "Mother, what are you talking about!" That's because my daughter was ignorant before, and she mistook fish eyes for pearls, and she definitely won't be in the future. ”

To tell the truth, in the past six months, Zhou Qianxi's frequent visits to various banquets are not without benefits, at least she knows the importance of power and money, and only when a woman marries the right person will she be looked down upon in the future, and the childlike thoughts of Song Jiang have gradually faded.

In fact, what if she doesn't fade down, she is more than enough to sit in the main room as a county concubine, can she still be a concubine? What a joke.

"Xi'er, it's right if you can think like this now", Mrs. Tang heard her daughter's words of 'repentance and reform', smiled like a spring breeze, gently moved the lotus step to sit in front of Zhou Qianxi's bed, touched her daughter's long hair, and said with a smile, "Song Jiang's child is good, but with his background and age, you two are not suitable, and my mother will definitely help you find a better one in the future." By the way, you haven't said why you invited that peasant girl? She doesn't have a good reputation. ”

"Mother", Zhou Qianxi took Mrs. Tang's hand and blinked, "Isn't our banquet going to raise donations at the end, it just so happens that the peasant girl is now considered to have some small assets, why not let her donate some silver for the displaced victims, and it can be regarded as helping her accumulate blessings." ”

"Really?" Mrs. Tang frowned, and looked at her daughter suspiciously, she was no longer one of those young girls, and the intuition she had formed over the years told her that this matter did not seem to be so simple.

"Really! Mother, do you say that you don't believe in your daughter, and your daughter can still harm you", Zhou Qianxi took Mrs. Tang's hand and said coquettishly, she couldn't tell the truth that this was Xiuyun's idea, although she didn't understand why Xiuyun wanted to call Du Jun together, but since she promised her friends, she would naturally find a way to facilitate this.

was made soft by Zhou Qianxi's closeness, and Mrs. Tang had no choice but to reveal the matter, in her heart she didn't pay much attention to how much silver taels Du Jun could make, she just hoped that the flower viewing banquet two days later would be safe and sound, and nothing would be done.

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