Seeing that Nan Mengxi's face changed, everyone bowed their heads and spoke, knowing that these six princesses liked Song Yuanxi, but Song Yuanxi always protected Jiang Wanxiu, which was complicated not for ordinary people to understand.

On the contrary, Jiang Wanxiu calmly looked towards Nanmengxi, and it was not a provocation between her eyebrows, but it was so frank that it was incomprehensible.

"How do you sit in the upper seat?" There was no disdain in Nanmengxi's tone, as if he was just asking.

"The owner of Mingyue Village personally sent someone to invite Miss Jiang to sit at the upper seat." I don't know who, I suddenly replied.

When Nan Mengxi said this, Nanmengxi's face became even more strange, and she looked at Jiang Wanxiu with a thick scrutiny in her eyes, what surprised her was Jiang Wanxiu's attitude, she was not arrogant, nor did she avoid timidity, so she couldn't help frowning and pondering.

"The courtiers and the six princesses haven't seen each other for a month, so don't the six princesses know the courtiers?" Jiang Wanxiu's mouth had a just right light smile, the wind was calm and calm, and there was a little broken hair on her forehead, which made her look a little more leisurely.

Nan Mengxi seemed to have suddenly woken up, and smiled at Jiang Wanxiu, "Where is it, naturally I recognize it, but I am just a little surprised."

Hearing this, Jiang Wanxiu's tone remained unwavering, and she said with a smile: "Surprised, how can I be qualified to be at the table?" Actually, I don't know, but I don't dare to refuse, the sixth princess doesn't mind. ”

The casual smile showed a bit of lazy and casual, Jiang Wanxiu suddenly picked up the water cup on the table, stood up, and bowed slightly, "If the courtiers did something that made the six princesses unhappy in the past, the courtiers apologize to the six princesses here." ”

At this moment, not only Nan Mengxi was surprised, but the people sitting around her who could hear her talking showed shocked expressions, and the eldest lady of the Jiang family, who had always been high up and didn't take others in her eyes, suddenly staged such a play, which made people really confused.

Nan Mengxi came back to her senses, also picked up the water cup in front of her, and smiled at her, "Miss Jiang is serious. ”

Having said that, there was a chill in her eyes, what does this Jiang Wanxiu mean by playing this play? Did I make everyone think I had bullied her before?

"Sixth princess, if there is anything offended by my sister, Wanwen apologizes on her behalf."

A clear and soft voice suddenly sounded, and everyone looked over, only to see Jiang Wanwen looking at the upper seat with an anxious and worried face, she sat at the front of the lower seat, and could only vaguely see Nanmengxi's unpredictable expression, and Jiang Wanxiu's disdainful movements.

The faces of the people sitting in the upper seat became extremely strange, and their eyes lingered between Jiang Wanwen and Jiang Wanxiu, but no one broke the silence.

"It's me, the eldest sister, who is not thoughtful." Jiang Wanxiu laughed at herself, and said to the attendant who had brought her to the table and stood aside after taking a seat, "I wonder if I can make an exception for my sister to sit at the table?" ”

Originally, the seats for the three seats were all arranged in advance, and if someone was temporarily transferred, there might be some changes in the overall situation, so Jiang Wanxiu would turn around and ask the attendants of Mingyue Villa.

This move won the favor of many people, and even surprise.

If you are a concubine in another house, you won't care about the feelings of the concubine.

"Yes, Miss Jiang, please wait a moment." The attendant nodded in response, then walked to the next table to invite Jiang Wanwen, and after a while, Jiang Wanwen followed to the upper table and sat next to Jiang Wanxiu.

"Thank you, Sixth Princess, for allowing the courtiers to sit at the table." As soon as Jiang Wanwen sat down, she smiled at Nanmengxi, quite grateful.

Nan Mengxi's eyes were uncomfortable, everyone just raised their eyebrows and said nothing, Jiang Wanxiu lowered her head and drank tea as if she was nothing, Jiang Wanwen didn't care, seeing that Nan Mengxi didn't answer and didn't say more, but the pride between her eyebrows couldn't help but reveal.

Jiang Wanxiu, who was sitting next to her, naturally would not miss the joy and triumph in her eyes.

This is natural, it is very good for a concubine to be in the middle seat, and now that she is sitting in the upper seat, I think those who come to the middle seat should be quite jealous of her, she has always liked to be the focus of attention, and now of course it will not be an exception.

chatted painlessly, these children of high-ranking officials are all human spirits, leaving no room for speech, hitting the nail on the head, Jiang Wanwen occasionally interjected a few words and was lightly teased, Jiang Wanxiu didn't say anything from beginning to end, and played with the bracelet on her wrist happily.

Jiang Wanxiu has never liked to deal with these people, and always feels that everyone is wearing a false mask and playing Tai Chi, which is very boring.

Jiang Wanwen didn't think so, she couldn't wait to enter such a circle, as long as she could climb up to these powerful and high-ranking officials.

Even if she climbs to the third prince, then it is just around the corner for her, a concubine, to get rid of her identity and become a concubine, so Jiang Wanxiu will generously give her this opportunity.

Only the higher you climb, the worse you fall.

Just like her in the past, just like Jiang Wanwen now.

During the banquet, there was suddenly some commotion, it turned out that Mo Zixuan and Song Chen were here, followed by Cheng Yue'er.

The two men were also slightly stunned when they saw Jiang Wanxiu at the table, Song Chen smiled slightly at Jiang Wanxiu, but saw that the woman didn't even look at her, and withdrew her smile slightly embarrassed.

Seeing Mo Zixuan walking towards him, Jiang Wanxiu raised her eyebrows, two days ago, I heard Song Yuanxi say that Mo Zixuan was injured and injured his buttocks, but he didn't expect his injuries to heal so quickly, but he could get out of bed in three days?

After looking at it, Jiang Wanxiu lowered her head and chuckled, where is this guy's injury, it's just a pretending gesture, just look at the way he walks, I'm afraid the injury is not there yet, okay?

It's funny, the injury is so serious, it still appears in front of everyone.

While she was pondering, Mo Zixuan had already walked to the upper seat, stopped in front of her, and said lightly: "It's good recently."

"It's good." Jiang Wanxiu replied with a light smile.

Mo Zixuan smiled dotingly as if he had expected her answer a long time ago, the simple and tacit understanding between the two of them revealed a little ambiguity, and the people at the table looked at Jiang Wanxiu one after another, seeing that she was indifferent and calm, the more they felt that she was pretending to be calm.

Song Yuanxi couldn't come here because of something, so he asked Mo Zixuan to join in the fun, so he asked him, an injured person, to protect Jiang Wanxiu, which really made Mo Zixuan a little speechless.

After about a moment's effort, the dean of "Guyi Academy" appeared at the main seat, stroked his beard and said: "Our Guyi Academy's poetry tasting meeting is to let all the children gather together, speak their minds freely, appreciate the ink treasures of various literati and scholars, and taste poetry and lyrics, I hope that today's poetry tasting meeting can satisfy everyone." ”

The poetry tasting meeting actually came out of the Kyoto Imperial Palace, and later many official ladies liked to show their talents in this way and win the favor of their favorite people.

Later, the poetry tasting was used as a banquet for many seowon to gather their works, and if they could make some amazing poems in the poetry tasting, then the future of the poet was limitless.

"It seems that everyone is very reserved today, so it will be ugly."

Miss Jing, a three-grade master's house, is competitive, since last year in the Kyoto Literary Association after many people criticized her for being talentless, she has devoted herself to studying poetry and songs, and now she is a small achievement, and today I am afraid that I am ashamed to come.

Before everyone came back to their senses, she had already opened her mouth to chant the poem, "Who is idle and throwing it for a long time?" Every time spring comes, the melancholy is still there. I am often sick with wine before spending every day, and I dare to resign from the mirror. ”

If the first two sentences are just improvisation, then the last sentence is amazing enough.

"Miss Jing is really good poetry."

Jiang Wanxiu was the first to applaud, she has always admired people with great ambitions, even if they are women, it doesn't matter, so she never thinks that women are not talented and virtuous.

Because of the beginning of Miss Jing, those talented and beautiful women are also ready to move, and those who are not good at poetry also come forward to stroke the piano and paint, and the scene is very lively.

During the banquet, Song Chen swept Jiang Wanxiu many times, but she never turned her head to look at him as if she hadn't noticed his gaze, and this kind of neglect was a little deliberate, which made Song Chen feel quite frustrated.

I will come to the poetry tasting meeting today to see her, the last time the two of them talked happily on the flower boat, so that he will reminisce more than once in the future, but today her neglect made him feel inexplicably disappointed.

"I've always heard that the three princes are talented, and the dream is full of praise from the saints today, and the three princes are here today, so it should open our eyes, right?

"Today is a contest between talented and beautiful people, I just watch it, and I can't disturb their interest."

Nan Rongran was dressed in an ice-blue robe, embroidered with gold trim with elegant bamboo leaf patterns, his expression was quiet and serene, and the corners of his mouth curved into a smile.

It's just his words, but Jiang Wanwen was slightly embarrassed, her face turned white, she bit her lip and was silent, quite pitiful, which made people unbearable.

"The third prince is really humble and loves the people, and he thinks about us everywhere." Jiang Wanwen raised her eyes and glanced at him shyly, and then hurriedly lowered her head, her eyebrows and eyes were full of subtlety.

Naturally, those of you here will not miss such an interesting scene.

"It seems that Second Miss Jiang has a lot of admiration for the third prince." The woman sitting beside Jiang Wanxiu chuckled, with a bit of mockery between her eyebrows.

"This ......" Jiang Wanwen waved her hand hurriedly, shaking her head as if panicked, "Miss Duan, don't say that." ”

This young lady is Mo Zixuan's cousin, the eldest in the family, and she is quite favored, so she has always spoken straightforwardly, regardless of the opinions of others.

"Our family Yun'er loves to joke, Miss Jiang Er shouldn't be like her."

Mo Zixuan started a round at the right time, but he didn't mean to blame Yun'er, the little girl stuck out her tongue and rolled her eyes, very disgusted by Jiang Wanwen's pretentiousness.

Back and forth, the topic was torn apart, Song Chen and Nan Rongran beside him chatted, and the two chatted very happily.

"Why doesn't the eldest sister speak?" Jiang Wanwen asked with a smile.

"There's nothing to say." She picked up the teacup, took a sip, closed her eyes slightly, and savored the feeling of lingering on her mouth.

The tea that Mingyue Villa entertained them was all high-grade red robes, mellow and rich, low-key luxury, just like the feeling that this villa gave people.

Hearing this, Jiang Wanwen lowered her eyes and said gently, as if inadvertently, "Eldest sister, I'm afraid I don't feel inferior?" Don't dare to speak? ”

In the next second, an almost inaudible ridicule spread in Jiang Wanxiu's eyes, she really looked down on Jiang Wanwen, such a person who couldn't hold her breath, how could she lose in her hands in her previous life, Jiang Wanxiu couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

"I won't lick and laugh like my sister, my sister can do whatever she wants." This time, she turned her head to look at Jiang Wanwen, her eyes were deep, and she had a feeling that she had seen her through, as if she was smiling.