"Times change, and things from different times cannot be discussed together." Upon hearing this, Headmaster Ouyang showed no embarrassment, but instead smiled and glanced at the page.
Seeing that he also got up to go to the Hundred Flowers Garden, she lowered her voice a few notches, "The Third Young Master is in a good mood today. Not only has he stayed in this small Hundred Flowers Banquet for so long, but he is also interested in the paintings of these little girls and boys. It is truly rare. If the people in the capital knew, they would probably be shocked."
It was completely unlike his usual cold and indifferent demeanor.
Ouyang Shanzhang secretly grumbled to himself.
"Heh, even the butterflies have come to watch the fun. It won't hurt for me to go and see what's going on." The pageboy's expression changed, but he slowed his pace slightly, falling two steps behind Ouyang Shanzhang.
He looked like a well-behaved and obedient book boy.
"Butterfly? What butterfly?"
Upon hearing this, Ouyang Shanzhang's joking thoughts immediately ceased.
He was so focused on eating seafood that he only vaguely heard the noise of those guys, but he didn't have the time to look at them.
Now, if you look up suddenly, you'll see that almost everyone in the Hundred Flowers Garden is crammed together, surrounded by three or four layers of people. If you didn't know better, you'd think they were watching monkeys!
Looking at butterflies? This must be looking at butterfly spirits!
Despite their inner complaints, their actions were quite honest.
As he walked, he coughed lightly, "The time has come, everyone hurry back to your seats, don't crowd around and fool around..."
Get out of here right now.
Don't disturb his viewing of the butterfly spirit!
On the seafood table, the only two left, Wang Dapang and Lu Lao Er, had already secretly loosened their belts three times in a secluded corner where no one could see them.
If it weren't for the large number of people here and the potential negative impact, they could have simply taken off their belts.
Wang Dapang patted his round belly and looked at the few remaining seafood dishes on the table. The king crab and lobster had been eaten clean, and even the soup in the bowls had not been wasted.
The other shrimp and crabs were mostly eaten, though some were left, but not much. Only the fish remained untouched, about ten bowls in total.
It wasn't specifically reserved for those simpletons.
Rather, the fish itself had a fishy smell. They had been eating for over an hour, and the fish had long since gone cold, making the fishy smell even stronger.
Fatty Wang glanced at the crowd in the garden and said, "Second brother, why don't we go and see what these butterflies look like?"
"Alright! My stomach's already full anyway." Lu Lao Er, with a crab leg about the thickness of a finger dangling from his mouth, quickly sucked on some crab meat. "Let's come back and continue eating after we've seen the butterflies..."
However, the two had not yet reached the center of the garden.
Then came the sound of sobbing, rising and falling.
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