Chapter 68: Mr. Pei pays for all the expenses today
Pei Jing's eyes swept over the playful ladies. "Is today a special day?"
Duan Jiu truthfully reported the information he had gathered: "It's Miss Wei's birthday."
"Is that so?" Pei Jing nodded slowly. "Go and settle the bill. This will be my birthday gift to her."
Duan Jiu agreed and was about to leave when Pei Jing asked again, "Since you have invited so many young ladies, I guess Jiang Rufei will be here too."
"Yes, please." Duan Jiu waited for a while but did not receive any further instructions from Pei Jing, so he had to leave.
When I went to the painting studio, I was still thinking that the prince knew it was Miss Wei's birthday and would rack his brains to prepare a thoughtful gift, but in the end he just wanted to settle the bill.
Although today's expenses are inevitable, as long as it involves spending money, it is not a big deal. The thing that the royal palace has the most is money.
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When Jiang Fei heard that all the expenses today were paid by Master Pei, she was shocked. What a generous gesture! It was much better than her having no money in her pocket.
The system spoke at the right time: "Are you not scolding me?"
"Do you even need to ask?" Jiang Fei said, "Hasn't my cursing been bad enough? Why don't you dress me up as a royal relative?"
"Is it okay to dress as a man?"
Jiang Fei thought for a moment, "It's not impossible. I want to try what it feels like to pee while standing."
system:"……"
It was only after Jiang Fei arrived today that she heard that it was Wei Ciying's birthday.
It was all because Wei Mingzhen didn't explain it clearly. She thought it was just an ordinary boat trip, so she didn't prepare any gifts. She only made a basket of snacks and cold dishes, thinking of eating them while boating.
But this basket of food is not presentable now. Compared with other people’s gifts, it is like clouds in the sky and mud on the ground.
Wei Ciying naturally didn't mind. She smiled and asked the maid to put away the basket. She took Jiang Fei's hand and said, "I specifically asked Third Brother not to tell you because I didn't want you to worry about preparing a gift. I don't lack anything. It's great that you can come."
Having said that, Jiang Fei was still a little embarrassed, "I'll make you another one later."
"No need." Wei Ciying purred, "Didn't you bring some delicious food? There's not enough to share now, so we can secretly eat it after the banquet."
Many guests came today. Wei Ciying took her aside and introduced her to a few young ladies, and Jiang Fei let her go and get busy first.
I can't let the birthday girl accompany me all the time. Besides, she asked Princess Anping to come and relax, so I have to accompany her.
After experiencing a miscarriage, Princess Anping didn't want to join in the fun, so she chose a painting studio with few people and leaned on the railing to stare blankly.
Jiang Fei searched for a long time before finding Princess Anping. "Why is Princess Anping sitting here alone?"
Princess Anping turned around and smiled, "Rufei, you're here."
Jiang Fei went over and sat next to her. "I even sent someone to bring a letter to invite the princess to come along, but I didn't expect Ciying had already invited her."
"I hadn't planned to come originally. I just wanted to prepare the gifts." Princess Anping said, "I came because you invited me."
"Then I have more face than Ciying." Jiang Fei shook her head deliberately and said proudly: "I feel a little proud. What's going on?"
Princess Anping laughed at her and said, "Your personality is truly unique among the noble ladies in the capital."
The two chatted for a while, and then the maid from the other end came to invite people, saying that Miss Wei invited them to come over and play.
It is indeed beneficial to go out and relax. Princess Anping's mood also improved, and her face looked relaxed.
The two went to the main painting studio, which had three floors. On the bottom floor, dozens of tables were arranged in a circle.
As soon as the two arrived, Princess Anping was dragged away by Liu Zhiwei, and Jiang Fei was pulled over by Wei Ciying to sit down.
Jiang Fei leaned over and asked Wei Ciying, "Is the banquet about to start? It's still early."
"What?" Wei Ciying was in a good mood today and said with a smile, "We're playing a drinking game."
Jiang Fei had never played with this thing before, so she didn't know how to compose poetry. It would be a bit unfair for her to quote the 300 Tang poems in her mind.
"What can I do?"
Wei Ciying moved her to the right and whispered, "It's okay, you sit here and we'll start from the left later."
Jiang Fei looked around. Starting from the left, she was the last one, and there were many people in front of her.
The young ladies took their seats one after another. Some of them had just finished playing pitching pots and looked back from outside, with a thin layer of sweat on their faces.
The maid came over with a cloud board and knocked on it, and the surroundings immediately became quiet.
Wei Ciying cleared his throat and said, "If you don't do it right today, you will have to drink three glasses of wine as punishment."
A familiar lady across from me said, "I'm tired of playing Feihualing and Yueziling all the time. Since there are so many people here today, why not try something new? How about Bayinling and Chaiziling?"
Someone else said, "How about playing with a thimble?"
All kinds of orders, Jiang Fei felt like she was listening to a book from heaven.
Wei Ciying said patiently, "You rarely attended banquets like this before, so I'm afraid you haven't heard of it. This eight-character order is..."
After listening to her story, Jiang Fei's head became even more confused.
Tang poetry and Song lyrics cannot help her. I am afraid that only if the Eight Great Masters of Tang and Song come back to life and stand behind her can she have a chance of winning the championship today.
She didn't have any competitive spirit, and there were so many people in front of her. What was there to be afraid of? There would always be people who didn't know how to do it, and she wouldn't be the only one to make a fool of herself.
Just as I made up my mind, I heard a strange yet familiar voice say, "Since we're trying something new today, let's not start from the left, but from the princess's right."
Everyone's eyes fell on Jiang Fei, but Jiang Fei only looked at the woman who was speaking and whom Jiang Fei wanted to curse very badly but was rejected.
The person who spoke was Zhou Ruolan, who had had a conflict with her before and was also Jiang Ruolin's fake best friend.
Those who were unaware of the conflict between the two simply thought it was a novelty and chimed in, "It doesn't matter which side we start from."
Originally, anything was fine, but if Zhou Ruolan succeeded, even if it meant no loss to Jiang Fei, she would still be unhappy, because Jiang Fei was not the type to suffer a loss.
"It's Ciying's birthday. Isn't it a bit excessive for you to decide where to start?" Jiang Fei continued with a smile, "But Ciying is kind and won't mind your unreasonableness. How about I take the lead and you take the second one?"
Zhou Ruolan's face froze. "Why are you jumping here? Isn't this against the rules?"
"Didn't you say you wanted something new? Why are you talking about rules now? You want both. What do you want?"
Jiang Fei was not afraid of being the first one. Wei Ciying had already explained it to her clearly. Dingzhenling was similar to the current idiom chain game, except that the idioms were replaced by poems.
"Okay!" Wei Ciying clapped her hands and laughed, "Then Ru Fei will take the lead, and Miss Zhou will be the second. Let's try something new!"
Jiang Fei cleared her throat. She couldn't compose poetry, but she could recite it. She just needed to pick one that Zhou Ruolan couldn't continue.
Jiang Fei's eyes rolled, and she remembered a poem, "Climbing that mountain, I look forward to my father. This is it."
This is a sentence from "The Book of Songs·Wei Feng·Zhi Ke", and the word "兮" at the end is almost impossible to continue.
There was a sudden silence at the table.
Zhou Ruolan's face turned pale. She clutched her handkerchief and said, "What kind of poem is this?"
"The Book of Songs isn't poetry?" Jiang Fei feigned surprise. "So, Miss Zhou, what you're saying is that the works of sages are no longer worthy of your attention?"
"I, I didn't mean that!" Zhou Ruolan hurriedly explained, looking around for help, but saw that everyone was waiting to see the show.
"Three glasses of wine as punishment." Three glasses of wine as punishment. "Miss Zhou, please."
Zhou Ruolan gritted her teeth and drank three cups, her face immediately turned red. She glared at Jiang Fei unwillingly, she couldn't swallow this.
Just as he was about to speak, two maids hurried in, one ran towards Wei Ciying and the other ran towards Princess Anping.
He whispered a few words into their ears, and their expressions changed at the same time.
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