Yan Shiyi seemed to be deaf to the discussion of her identity during the banquet. She politely tasted the dishes presented to her by the maidservants, trying to make herself invisible.

She also felt that tonight's dress was too grand, but the county lord told the maid to dress up like this, if she disobeyed the county lord's wishes, it would be difficult for the maid to give an account to the county lord.

Finally, someone asked about Yan Shiyi's identity, and the male guests lost interest in peeking at Yan Shiyi. The ladies also turned the conversation to tomorrow's treasure hunt. Mrs. Hou of Dongyang smacked her mouth, sighing in her heart for pity.

A peasant girl must never marry into the door. Although Jing Can is not the eldest grandson, he is a son-in-law. The eldest grandson, Jingrui, will take his wife and daughter to Nanzhou in the near future. In the future, Jing Can will inherit the throne of the Marquis of Dongyang, and the wife he marries will be fed by the Marquis's mansion.

After three rounds of drinking, Zhao Changye glanced at her husband Zhu Shiyuan beside him.

Because of the stonemason's injury, Zhu Shiyuan is still in a trance.

Originally, he asked to see the county lord at noon, because there were not enough people to build the stone house, and he needed to allocate another sum of money to hire craftsmen in farther towns. It is difficult to find a stonemason who can carve dragon patterns, and even if the salary is high, it may not be possible to find someone. However, the county lord could not avoid him, so he was anxious, and when he returned to the construction site, he saw that the stonemason had modified the carving pattern without permission, and he was angry for a while and made people smash the wall, which caused a tragedy. In case the old stonemason can't be saved, I'm afraid that no one will be able to do the emperor's imperial pen to draw the stone house drawings himself. Even if the old stonemason could be saved, the injured hands and feet would need to recuperate for at least a year and a half, and the construction period would have been delayed.

I dare not think about the consequences......

Zhu Shiyuan picked up the wine glass and drank it again, and the beads of sweat oozing from the alcohol on his forehead were like fine droplets of water spilled.

"Pony, it's time for the dancing girl to play."

The dancing girl is an opportunity, and the big girl will ask the guests present to donate their belongings, and then Xu's mother will preside over the bidding. Of course, the silver money obtained from the auction was collected into the county lord's treasury and used to repair and expand Fuchun Garden.

This time, Zhao Changye raised his voice. Zhu Shiyuan shook his head, subconsciously smiled at Zhao Changye, and paused before reacting. Raise your hands and slap three times in the direction of the entrance of the temple.

The music sounded slowly, and a group of dancing girls entered the main hall in a perfect arc in the center.

"Dancing, said to be the dancing girl of the palace music workshop, she should dance well."

The female guest seat watched quietly, her eyes seemed to be on the dancing girl, but in fact, she aimed her eyes at the princes by watching the dancing girl's figure flow.

The male guests whispered from time to time, but their eyes were not all on the dancing girl. Threes and threes approached their heads in twos and twos, and commented on the ladies at the women's seats.

The noble girl who came this time, the most noble is the sister of King Jiangxia. Although the girl has a noble status, she is only born tall and strong, and all the sons feel that it is not a good match.

Someone pointed to Lin Luoxi on the last seat from under his sleeve.

"Gentle and demure enough, well-behaved and sensible enough......"

"Let's see tomorrow."

The princes didn't want to waste this opportunity, this was a rare opportunity to see so many noble women in the capital. Whether it's the most favorite or not, but it's definitely the best match.

After a dance, the dancers retreated.

Begonia and Peony each carried a tray and walked towards the two rows of seats.

According to the instructions of the county lord, the donated goods should be collected from the last seat to the top seat one by one. Haitang seemed to have forgotten and walked straight to Mrs. Hou of Dongyang.

The county lord had asked the maidservants to release the news in advance, and Mrs. Dongyang Hou also knew that there was such a thing, so she had already prepared. Waving her hand behind her, the maidservant handed over a jade bracelet, she didn't look at it, and stacked it directly on the tray held by Begonia.

The ladies all looked at it and saw that the jade bracelet was transparent and even, not to mention a rare treasure, but also priceless. One by one, they began to weigh whether they could get their own things, and their expressions were embarrassed.

"Mrs. Hou of Dongyang has broken the bank."

Zhao Changye was very satisfied. Mrs. Hou of Dongyang donated such a large amount of money, so she naturally wanted to buy it back at the auction for a while.

Haitang did not walk to Mrs. Hou of Dongyang, but took a step forward and walked in front of Yan Shiyi.

"Please donate whatever you want, girl."