The girl from the Left Shuai's Mansion went to the Right Shuai's house for a banquet, which is just an ordinary thing.

Wei Shu thought about it, and let out an insincere admiration from her mouth: "This is Master Fulun's house, no wonder the garden is so beautiful."

Ji A glanced at her with disdain, and his chin was raised: "Nonsense, it's obvious that our garden is a little better-looking, and this garden will bloom better. When my master brought me here the year before last, I was still there to help my master fold tweed."

She stretched out her arm and pointed to a few begonias in the distance, Wei Shu took the opportunity to look over, but saw that in the hexagonal pavilion outside the forest, there were seven or eight noble ladies of the Jin Kingdom who were sitting in gold and silver, eating tea and chatting there.

Hua Zhen, who was dressed in a long golden dress, sat in the first place on the left, and the girl with slightly dark skin and sharp eyebrows and eyes on the main seat must have been a daughter of the main family.

"Aqisi, your memory is so bad that you don't even recognize Master Fulun's house." Ji A's voice sounded, and Wei Shu turned her gaze back, only to see that the other party was looking at her with wide eyes:

"Have you forgotten that your master brought you here for a drink last fall? Is your head really squeezed out of the cowjiri?"

The last sentence is a very humiliating phrase in the Golden language, and the corresponding Zhongyuan dialect means "the fool of the donkey".

Wei Shu was furious, but her complexion did not change at all, the smile on the corner of her lips became more and more warm, she looked good-natured, and her voice was soft and gentle:

"I happened to be sick a few days after the autumn banquet last year, and I couldn't go with my master, so where could I go out to serve with me? Sister Jia, your memory is not good."

Ji A didn't hear the irony in these words at all this time, and when he heard this, his face was a little dazed, and he pulled the braid on his chest and said, "Huh? Is that so?"

Wei Shu was very sorry for the other party's sluggishness, but she couldn't find out, so she had to smile and nod: "Hey, that's the case."

It is true that this is true in Akis's memory, she was sick for two days last fall, and she happened to miss the banquet of Fulun's family, and it was Lian'er who replaced Akis.

Coincidentally, Lian'er was also among the servants today, and as soon as Wei Shu's thoughts turned to her, Lian'er's soft voice came from her ears:

"Sister don't pay attention to her, she is used to talking nonsense, her mouth stinks, and she hates it to death."

She took Wei Shu's hand, her voice was very soft, and when she finished speaking, she smiled at Wei Shu again, her little face was full of intimacy.

Wei Shu's expression on her face was very relaxed, patting her hands, but she didn't speak. Lian'er felt encouraged, so she rolled her eyes at Ji A's back again, and there was a lot of resentment in her eyes, as if she was scolding Wei Shu and complaining.

Wei Shu shook his head at her with a light smile, signaling her to speak less, but Na Xiang Ji'a seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly turned his face, stared at Lian'er and said, "Are you Mu Na Heitai saying bad things about me?"

Lian'er wasn't too afraid of Ji A, who was also a handyman, and was about to scold back, but Wei Shu hurriedly pulled her sleeve.

At this moment, an old woman with gray hair in a turmeric robe came out of nowhere, and said sharply, "What is the noise? Why don't you all shut up for me? If the skin is itchy, find someone to peel it off yourself!" ….

All the servants were silent, and Lian'er was so frightened that her face changed a little for a while.

This old woman is the deputy steward of the Baihua Temple, and her rank is only below the flower, and she is also an old servant who has served Huazhen for many years, and she is very loyal and reliable. Because there is a "Ke" in her name, everyone calls her Granny Ke.

All the things that should be punished and taught to the servants in the Hundred Flowers Courtyard will be handled by Granny Ke. And whenever her horse's face was elongated, the servants would always have a few beaten and scolded, but if it was majestic, it was no worse than the chief steward.

However, now that she is a guest in someone else's house, it is somewhat rude to punish her own slaves in front of the master's family, so Granny Ke is just a verbal reprimand.

Even if there are only a few words, it is enough to frighten the handmaidens to lose their faces.

Ji A relied on the fact that he was a golden man, so he had the courage to flatter Granny Ke and said, "The robe that Granny is wearing today is so beautiful."

The robe was specially made by Hua Zhen and given to Granny Ke

It is a great face for a slave. When Granny Ke heard this, her face turned a little pale, she stopped talking, and turned her head to look at the hexagonal pavilion not far away.

Hua Zhen and a few noble ladies were eating tea in the pavilion, the sweetness of the fruit and the fragrance of the soufflé mixed with the fragrance of bamboo, and even the wind of the past became clear.

Now it is still the rainy season, the rain in the first two days is even more extreme, but it is a rare sunny day, the eldest daughter of Blusfren Pearl has sent a post to invite the handkerchief to the house to eat tea, and the flower really got one.

This kind of superficial entertainment is really not easy to shirk, and it must also be cheerful to show the harmony between the two marshals.

When things are not at the end of the road, it is not advisable to act rashly, and this kind of superficial work must be done, and the more beautiful it is, the better. Even though these two families hate each other in their hearts and hate to tear down their flesh and bones, that face must be painted as bright as new in order to whitewash this peace and appease the hearts of some people in Changli, the emperor's capital.

From this point of view, Mangtai has indeed never hurt Hua Zhen in vain.

Hua is really good at entertaining, talking and laughing with all the nobles in the pavilion, dodging with open guns and arrows, and occasionally hitting back is neither humble nor arrogant.

At this time, the nobles in the hexagonal pavilion had only talked about the fashionable fabrics in the imperial capital, and Pearl Fulun personally held the teapot, and poured fruit tea into the teacup in front of Hua Zhen on the one hand, while sighing:

"Although the people of the Song Kingdom are not as good as pigs and dogs, the utensils that can be made are really easy to use, Sister Huazhen, you see, is this Song porcelain cup as white as a snowflake? And the thin silver edge burned on the spout of this pot is as bright as moonlight, and our family likes it very much."

She speaks in an authentic Changli accent, and the language of "our family" is a standard royal language, although she is talking about utensils, the meaning is elsewhere.

Hua Zhen heard it, but the smile on her cheeks was still sweet and pleasant, and said, "They, they are stronger in this kind of thing, but they are not as good as our Dajin when they go into battle.

When we occupy the Central Plains, let these Song people be slaves for us, and they are not allowed to use these delicate and beautiful things, and their dirty hands are only worthy of scratching mud."

All the nobles and ladies laughed, and the laughter like silver bells scattered with the spring breeze.

Hua Zhen was also laughing, but the smile seemed a little absent-minded, and after sitting for a while, she got up and said apologetically, "I'll go and make up, you don't have to wait."

After speaking, she did not leave immediately, but turned a pair of beautiful almond eyes, stared at the pearl Fulun on the main seat, and waited for her to speak.

This is not only the etiquette of "the guest is as the host", but also a vague concession, indicating that the left marshal's mansion has no intention of competing with the right marshal.

In these subtle details, Hua Zhen does behave very decently.

Yao Jishan