"No need." Princess Jiahe said behind her: "Sister Song, you go and have fun. I will take Madam Xu to find a good seat."
Seeing the man urging Song Zhijin, Song Zhijin nodded slowly: "Then Madam Xu, let Jiahe lead the way for you. We'll see you later."
Xu Miaomiao nodded slightly in response, then left with Jiahe.
Most of the people at this horse racing meeting were officials from the capital, and etiquette was the most important thing. People of humble status like Xu Miaomiao could only find a secluded corner to sit.
As expected, Jia He took him to the outermost circle and sat him down: "Madam Xu, there is only a seat here. I'm sorry to bother you first."
Jiahe spoke up.
Xu Miaomiao didn't care much about the position. She pulled Song Weiwei and thanked the woman in front of her: "Thank you for your trouble, Princess Jiahe."
"Then see you later." After saying that, Princess Jiahe turned and left, and hurried to find Song Zhijin.
As soon as Xu Miaomiao and Song Weiwei sat down, they heard the disgusted words of the woman next to them.
"The level of this Jockey Club is really getting lower and lower. Anyone can get in."
The woman sitting next to her fanned herself in disdain and gave Xu Miaomiao a look of disgust.
Xu Miaomiao also recognized that this person was the woman in purple who had just spoken at the door, and the woman in green who was standing next to her at the door.
"Since you're sitting here, I don't know whose wife you are."
"Who else could it be?" The green-dressed woman responded, "Sitting at the last seat, it must be some nameless person who sneaked in by taking advantage of Princess Jiahe's influence. We look down on people who try to gain power by climbing up the ladder."
Listening to the two people's non-stop talking, Xu Miaomiao didn't take their words to heart. She just picked up the teacup in front of her and took a sip.
Given Song Weiwei's personality, she wanted to immediately retort to the person in front of her.
Unfortunately, seeing Xu Miaomiao so calm, she didn't say much.
The two people next to them saw that they were not talking much, and the purple-clothed woman shouted angrily: "Hey, I'm talking to you, who are you?"
"I?"
Xu Miaomiao pointed at herself with some confusion.
Seeing her like this, the woman in green next to her curled her lips in displeasure: "You are really uneducated. I have been talking to you for a long time, and you are still pretending here?"
"My two ladies, what are you talking about?" Xu Miaomiao said, "I am Xu Miaomiao."
"Xu Miaomiao?" The woman in green shook her head in confusion when she heard this: "Why haven't I heard of such a person in the capital? Who is he from?"
"We are from the Song family."
"Song family?" The woman tilted her head in confusion, as if she remembered something, and said with sudden enlightenment: "Ah, I remember, there is indeed a Song family in the capital, and it seems that they are the confidants of the fifth prince."
The purple-clothed lady next to him laughed when she heard this: "I was wondering why I hadn't heard of this before. It turns out that he is a low-ranking official following a low-ranking prince!"
No matter what, the Fifth Prince is the emperor's biological son. These two people slandered him so much, so their background must not be underestimated.
Seeing this, Xu Miaomiao remained silent and let them laugh.
"Since you also know your name, we might as well tell you." The purple-clothed woman spoke first, "My name is Xu Xiang, my father is the Minister of Rites, and this one is Jiang Wenyu, and her aunt is the imperial concubine in the palace."
Hearing this, Song Weiwei at the side suddenly realized, and muttered to Xu Miaomiao: "I thought he was a capable person, but he came to this banquet only because of his family's connections."
"What are you talking about!" Jiang Wenyu seemed to have heard Song Weiwei's words and glared at the person in front of him with dissatisfaction.
Xu Miaomiao protected Song Weiwei and spoke first, "Madam Jiang is a lady from a wealthy family. I'm sure she won't bother with us country folk. I just said it as a joke. Please let her go."
"Humph." Hearing this, Jiang Wenyu touched his hairline triumphantly, shook the fan in his hand, and slowly said: "It's good for you to know. My father also has some prestige in the court. If you anger me, your Song family may be cut off from here."
Xu Miaomiao nodded slightly and remained silent.
Seeing that they were no longer having fun, the two looked at Xu Miaomiao and said, "Come and pour me a glass of wine."
Looking at Jiang Wenyu's smiling face, Xu Miaomiao clenched her fists unconsciously. He was totally treating her like a maid!
Just as she was about to refuse, she heard Jiang Wenyu continue to speak: "Not to mention that my aunt is the most favored concubine in the palace, my brother also passed the imperial examination last year and now has the right to speak in the court. If you serve us well, maybe your Prime Minister Song can be promoted and he won't have to blindly curry favor with the fifth prince and remain a low-ranking official."
Xu Xiang, who was standing by, also laughed when she heard this.
Xu Miaomiao stood up with a livid face. Seeing her like this, Song Weiwei thought she was really going to pour wine for the two men, so she quickly pulled her back and said, "Sister-in-law, don't go."
If Xu Miaomiao went today, he would really degrade his status to the dust. Not to mention having a foothold in the capital, I'm afraid everyone in the capital would laugh at him.
Xu Miaomiao let go of Song Weiwei's hand and walked straight towards the two women in front of her. She picked up the wine glass on the table and filled Jiang Wenyu's glass.
Jiang Wenyu was about to pick up the wine glass, but she saw Xu Miaomiao bumping into her hand and throwing the wine glass away. The wine soaked Jiang Wenyu's clothes on her chest. Jiang Wenyu screamed and immediately slammed the table and pointed at Xu Miaomiao and said, "You despicable slave, my clothes are newly made by Xiuyi Pavilion. Even if you have ten of them, you can't afford to compensate me."
Xu Yu, who was standing by, immediately comforted Jiang Wenyu and said, "Okay, sister, you knew she was a rude person, but you still asked her to pour wine for you. I guess you haven't learned how to serve a lady from an official family, so you accidentally stained your dress. Why not give her a small punishment!"
When Jiang Wenyu heard this, he nodded in response, took a step closer to Xu Miaomiao, and said, "Slave, there are rules for slaves. Since you made a mistake, the master should discipline you properly."
As he spoke, Jiang Wenyu raised his hand and was about to slap Xu Miaomiao in the face.
Xu Miaomiao was about to dodge, but unexpectedly someone came up behind her, grabbed her hand and pulled her back.
There was a snapping sound in the air, but there was no pain on the face.
Xu Miaomiao opened her eyes and saw the slap falling on Nangong Jin's face.
When Xu Miaomiao saw Nangong Jin, she was a little surprised: "Mr. Nangong, why are you here?"
Jiang Wenyu, who was standing by, also changed his expression when he saw Nangong Jin, and he tremblingly stretched back his hand.
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