It turned out that the crown princess held a banquet, but something went wrong, and it had reached the ears of her mother's family.

The crown princess is in the East Palace, and those female relatives who are bathing in the big pool are impossible to vent to the East Palace!

So, everyone went to the princess's house.

Previously promised her mother's family to participate in the banquet...... They have replied to the post, but they can't come!

The ...... who invited her mother's family to the feast also sent posts again, saying that the time had been changed, and the other party was not used!

I don't say when it will be changed.

If one or two are like this, that's not a problem.

The point is, more than half of Kyoto's nobles are like this - then it's a big problem!

The princess's maiden family panicked and hurried to inquire.

What's wrong with your own home?

Offended more than half of the nobles in Kyoto at once?

It's okay not to ask, just ask...... The mother's family is half angry!

The daughter who was taught by her own family can't even hold a banquet!

Grab people with the guests at the banquet!

Soak in the soup and let the man mix in!

Even the crown princess and her mother were scolded by her father, grandfather, and grandmother.

Then, there was the letter that made the princess so angry that she injured her ankle.

originally wanted to be in the limelight during the New Year and various banquets...... Now he has to close his uterine to recuperate.

You can't see the prince for at least a month......

……

It is different from the crown princess closing the palace and eating fasting and reciting Buddha.

Wen Jin's "Society" took advantage of the limelight and has hung a plaque and started trial operation.

At the banquet of the crown princess, the advertisement was done well.

The first three days of the free "trial class" were full on the first day.

Most of the ladies who went to the banquet that day sent people.

Wen Jin bought the tea shop next door to the shop and used it as the teaching location of the Yingxiang Society.

The tea shop has a good environment and is easy to redecorate.

Wen Jin initially let people open up three private rooms as classrooms.

Unexpectedly, there were so many people that this classroom couldn't sit at all.

The classroom was set up in the lobby on the first floor.

Originally, the platform for storytellers to tell stories was Yingxiang's ready-made podium.

Word of mouth, and the next day, more people came!

Before the three-day trial class was completed, more than half of the people had already signed up for the "official course".

Formal courses cost fifty taels per person, thirty lessons, one lesson every two days.

At the first start of the class, Wen Jin received a total of 15,000 taels of tuition.

"Oh my God! Is it so profitable to start a class? ”

Yingxiang's eyes widened in disbelief.

Running a school, more money than being an oiran?

Wen Jin said, "This five hundred taels is for you." What to prepare teaching aids on weekdays, you can find the shopkeeper's newspaper. ”

Ying Xiang took the silver ticket of five hundred taels and burst into tears.

"Why are you still crying? You're an Oiran, why don't you look like you've never seen money? Feng Chun laughed at her.

Yingxiang wiped her tears, "Don't say five hundred taels, I've seen five thousand taels too...... But that's different!

"Humiliating money! This money is hard to get! ”

"Princess! Don't go back to dinner today! Give the slave a chance! Slave treats! ”

Yingxiang was very excited, and said that she had to set a table for everything.

There are no outsiders, and on such a cold day, Wen Jin proposed that everyone eat the pot together.

Wen Jin went back to the palace to pick up his son.

In the spring, he and Yingxiang went to Yingxiang's small courtyard to prepare charcoal hot pot and ingredients.

Ready-to-wear shops also closed early.

The shopkeeper and the three young men all came to Yingxiang's small courtyard to help.

When Wen Jin arrived with Wen Yu, they put all the pots on the shelves.

The bottom of the pot of butter red soup specially taken from the palace in Banxia.

"The bottom of this butter pot is very fragrant, I guarantee that you can eat this meal and remember it for a lifetime!" Feng Chun said while swallowing his saliva.

As soon as the butter soup base is boiled, it exudes a rich aroma.

"Ouch, this soup base, it's so fragrant, it's so fragrant!" The young man couldn't hold his breath and immediately swallowed his saliva.

There are three pots in total.

Wen Jin and Wen Yu have a pot.

For the rest, the men have a pot and the women have a pot.

"Huh! Hot! Delicious! ”

The shopkeeper and the guy who ate the red oil pot for the first time were crazy with spicy.

While hazing, he was crazy about fishing.

Wen Jin's pot here is a specially made mandarin duck pot, Wen Yu doesn't like spicy food, so he made a tomato pot.

Wen Jin fished out a plate for him, but he turned his face but disappeared his son.

"Yu'er? Yu'er! ”

Wen Jin turned back to look for his son, but saw three little cats.

The two are real cats, one on each side, and they are held in Wen Yu's arms.

The third is just Wen Yu, who caught the cat and made a small flower face.

"Auntie, cats are so cute!" Wen Yu sat at the table with the cat in his arms.

Wen Jin looked at the two cats and felt familiar......

"It's ......"

"The princess gave the slave family a home! So, the slaves took them back! ”

Yingxiang's face was full of hot food, her mouth was even more spicy, but her smile was extraordinarily simple and satisfied.

Wen Jin remembered that it was when she met Yingxiang, the two little wanderers outside her eldest brother's mansion.

I didn't expect to grow up so much! Tiger's head!

"Help!"

"Sister Yingxiang save me!"

"Help!"

The people in the house, around the three pots, were eating lively.

Outside, there was a sharp knock on the door and a shout of terror.

If it weren't for the ears of the mid-summer and spring, this shout would have been drowned out by the bustle in the house.

"Shhhh

"Someone shouted for help!"

There was silence in the room.

"Help!" The girl's voice came clearly from outside the courtyard.

The people in the room got up one after another.

Banxia had already rushed over to open the door.

There was a squeak at the door.

A thin and thin, cold day, only wearing a thin Luo skirt fell in.

"Huh? Girl! ”

As soon as Banxia caught the girl, she heard someone shouting in the distance, "Over there!" Don't let her run! ”

"Sister, save me! Save me! ”

Banxia helped people in and closed the door.

"Why do you wear so little?" Feng Chun stepped forward quickly and put his cloak on the woman.

The woman is slender and thin, with a slightly pointed chin, delicate makeup, and her hair is a little messy, but it is not difficult to see that she used to have beautiful and delicate buns.

But the hairpin is either crooked or lost.

She also lost one of her shoes, and the bare foot had already run out of blood.

"What's going on?" Wen Jin asked with a frown.

"Sister Yingxiang, please, save me......" Before the little girl could finish speaking, she rolled her eyes and fainted.

"Help people in first."

As soon as Wen Jin finished speaking, there was another knock on the door.

"Open the door!"

"Open the door!"

"We've seen it! That's what people are into! ”

"Hand over the people! That woman is the girl of Baihualou! Hand them over! ”

The sound of banging on the door is getting louder and louder, and there is a posture of tearing down the door.

"Get rid of people." Wen Jindao.

"Order!" Banxia clenched his fists.

"If you don't open the door again, we'll crash!"

Banxia slammed the door, and the big man outside the door almost crashed into her arms.

"Every spring, close the door!" Banxia said outside the door.

"Ho! What a handsome cold beauty! ”

The big man outside the door touched his chin, admired the goods, and looked up and down for half a summer.

"It's not impossible to use you to fight that chick......"

Dahan stretched out his hand to touch Banxia's face!