Chapter 90 Palace Banquet
Wen Feng handed over the bamboo basket and said with a smile, "It's chrysanthemum cake."
Wen Rusheng's eyes lit up, and he removed the fine cloth covering the bamboo basket. "I'm feeling tasteless, and I'm craving something sweet. Wow, this pastry is so exquisitely made. Which pastry shop is this from?"
As Wen Rusheng spoke, he picked up a piece of chrysanthemum cake and stuffed it into his mouth.
"It was given by Ah Hao."
With a snap, the half-eaten pastry fell to the ground.
"Who sent it?" Wen Rusheng held a pastry in his mouth, his eyes wide open.
Wen Feng was silent, thinking of his father's fear of Ah Hao.
Wen Rusheng spat out the cake he hadn't swallowed yet and stared nervously at the snacks in the bamboo basket: "Why did Ah Hao give you chrysanthemum cake?"
"Dad, Ah Hao is my cousin. There doesn't need to be any special reason to give me cakes."
"No, no, no." Wen Rusheng waved his hands repeatedly, staring at the chrysanthemum cake.
"You think there's something wrong with the pastries?"
"Shh—" Wen Rusheng stretched out his finger and made a shushing sound, looking at the exquisite pastries with a vigilant expression.
"What are you looking at?" Wen Feng asked helplessly.
Can chrysanthemum cake jump up and bite people?
Wen Rusheng lowered his voice and said, "I'm afraid these chrysanthemum cakes will suddenly turn into little mice."
Monsters can use tricks to deceive people!
After a long time, Wen Feng calmed down and said, "If you're scared, I'll put the cakes in the study."
"What are you putting it in the study for? Throw away the swill bucket."
"Dad, stop thinking about it." Wen Feng walked towards the study carrying a bamboo basket.
Wen Rusheng stamped his feet behind him: "If you don't listen to the adults, you will suffer a great loss!"
Because his son was disobedient, Wen Rusheng went to Wen Ping to complain.
Because of Lin Hao's relationship, he and Wen Ping still have something to talk about.
Wen Ping's eyes flashed, and he suggested a bad idea: "If the master doesn't want the second girl to pester the young master, why not find something for the second girl to do."
"What's up?"
Wen Ping smiled: "Although the Tenth Master and Madam Lin have broken off ties, the blood relationship between him and the Second Miss cannot be severed. Now the Tenth Master and his family are squeezed into a small house and living a miserable life. The father is not doing well, so as a daughter, don't you care at all?"
Wen Ping had called his former master "Master" for more than twenty years, and now it is more comfortable to call him "Tenth Master".
"you mean--"
"Master, if you have nothing to do, you can go sit with the Tenth Master and remind him that he still has two daughters to rely on."
"No, no." Wen Rusheng refused without hesitation.
Wen Ping looked puzzled.
Wen Rusheng explained in a low voice: "What if Ah Hao knew it was me who reminded him?"
Wen Ping's expression twisted for a moment and he almost vomited blood.
It turns out that this idiot doesn't hate the second girl, he's afraid of her.
God is so unfair. How could such a good-for-nothing fool give birth to such a good son?
Wen Ping's bad idea failed and he felt a surge of blood in his heart.
Lin Hao told Lin Chan what he had learned from Wen Feng. Lin Chan shyly expressed to Lin that she wanted to find an opportunity to meet Han Baocheng.
Lin asked someone to go to the Shangshu Mansion to pass on the message.
"The General's Mansion is willing to see me?" Han Baocheng was delighted when he heard his mother's reaction to the General's Mansion.
Being willing to meet means taking a further step.
He knew that his two good friends had also taken action, and he had been nervous these past few days.
Seeing her son's silly smile, Han's mother was a little angry: "You are the grandson of the Shangshu after all, don't act like you can't find a wife."
If she hadn't wanted to disappoint her son, she wouldn't have considered Miss Lin.
"Mother, you know there are two other families seeking to marry Miss Lin. The General's Mansion wants to see me first, which means your son is the most outstanding."
Hearing her son say this, Han's mother laughed: "You are the only one who can say it."
Han's mother immediately arranged for someone to go to the general's mansion to pass on a message, saying that she would take her son to Tianyuan Temple to pray for blessings in seven days.
Tianyuan Temple is located in the city, making it easy to get to and from. Seven days from now, a ceremony to ward off disasters and pray for blessings will be held. He should take this opportunity to meet without attracting attention. If it doesn't work out, there's no embarrassment in the future.
The General's Mansion replied quickly, saying that they would take the two girls to Tianyuan Temple in seven days.
After the two families reached an agreement, Han Baocheng was so excited thinking that he would soon meet the girl who sent the sweet apples that he couldn't help but invite his two good friends (rivals) to have a drink.
"Brother Han, don't be so proud. The first one is often eliminated." Zhang Liangyu, the youngest son of the Shaoqing of the Imperial Household Department, took a sip of wine with a sour look on his face after hearing Han Baocheng's boasting.
The other person was called Li Lan. He held the wine cup silently, and his thoughts on Lin Chan faded.
It's not that I must marry you, but I think Miss Lin is beautiful and gentle, so I want to marry her.
If he had known that his two good friends, Wen and Zhang, were proposing marriage, he would not have gotten involved. However, by the time he found out, he had already invited the Iceman to come, so he couldn't just go back on his word. Now that he knew she wasn't the Lin family's favorite, he naturally wouldn't bother.
After a drink, Han Baocheng walked home humming a little tune and met Yang Zhe.
Seeing Yang Zhe holding a book, Han Baocheng was surprised: "Brother Yang, you haven't just finished your work, have you?"
Yang Zhe entered the Hanlin Academy, and because of his outstanding performance, he was sometimes loaned to the cabinet to do some odd jobs.
Yang Zhe looked at Han Baocheng's expression and couldn't help but smile: "Is there going to be wedding wine?"
"There will definitely be a wedding banquet." Han Baocheng was in high spirits and concerned about his friend. "Brother Yang, you should hurry up too. Don't let being busy delay your lifelong event."
Yang Zhe curled his lips and said, "I'll seize the opportunity. I hope to share in Brother Han's good fortune."
Han Baocheng understood something: "So, Brother Yang has found someone he likes?"
"Brother Han, you've had some drinks, go back and rest early." Yang Zhe smiled and patted Han Baocheng on the shoulder, then walked towards the rented house.
In preparation for the meeting seven days later, Lin specially bought two sets of jewelry, one set made of bright rubies for the eldest daughter, and another set made of elegant jade for the second daughter.
Unexpectedly, a note sent from the palace allowed the new jewelry to be used in advance.
Three days later, Concubine Zhuang held a chrysanthemum-viewing banquet and invited ladies from all the mansions to attend.
Lin held the invitation in her hand, somewhat puzzled. "The palace hasn't held a banquet like this in a long time. Why is Concubine Zhuang suddenly interested?"
The old lady specifically asked, "Was it only done by Concubine Zhuang?"
"That's what the post says."
"Maybe he has been bored in the palace for too long and wants to see someone." The old lady guessed.
If Concubine Jing was involved, she could still speculate whether it was to select a concubine for the Prince of Wei. If it was only Concubine Zhuang, it couldn't be that. How could a mother not participate in the selection of a concubine for her son?
Many families were confused by the post and guessed the wrong direction. Three days later, they entered the palace with their beautifully dressed daughters or granddaughters.
The chrysanthemum viewing banquet was held in Cui Jin Xuan in the garden, which had long corridors and scattered halls on all four sides, and it was very convenient to sit in it and enjoy the scenery in the garden.
The invited ladies from various mansions arrived one after another. With the appearance of Concubine Zhuang and Concubine Jing, the ladies realized that today's chrysanthemum viewing banquet was probably held for the King of Wei to select a princess.
Upon realizing this, some people were happy while others were worried.
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