The Wang family's banquet was more like a garden party, with people drinking tea, appreciating flowers, playing games, and showing off their talents. Almost all the guests were young people.
It's more like a blind date than a banquet.
All the young talents on the opposite side came downstairs, and a servant hurriedly prepared the table. It seemed that they were preparing for a competition.
Xiao Li was originally not interested, but he didn't want to see the young master of the Feng family in the crowd.
This group of people are all relatively young, but Feng Yin's face looks particularly small among them, like a freshman in high school sneaking in among the college students.
The maidservant below came up with a message, saying that they were going to drink and write poems. One word for each, ten poems, and pass it along. Whoever couldn't write one would drink, and the topic would be changed until all ten poems were finished.
When a man is in the spotlight, it is naturally for the beautiful women to admire him.
All the women present will have a flower with a name tag on it in their hands. If they think someone has written the best poem, they can give the flower to them.
In the end, the poem with the most flowers will be the winner, and the poet will receive a prize prepared by the royal family.
The value of the prize is not important; what is important is the opportunity to prove one's true talent.
Fearing that Xiao Li would feel that she was neglecting him, Wang Wanqing took the initiative to ask, "Does the princess have any favorites?"
Xiao Li picked up an arrow and played with it. He found her words amusing and said, "You haven't even written a poem yet. How can I tell whether it's good or bad?"
Wang Wanqing said, "These young masters from aristocratic families all study at the Imperial Academy. They all know each other's strengths and weaknesses. If they don't have real ability, they definitely wouldn't dare to show up and embarrass themselves."
Xiao Li glanced at the group of people below him and asked, "Do you know all these young masters from aristocratic families?"
Wang Wanqing was silent for a moment, then nodded: "I know most of them."
"What a coincidence." Xiao Li smiled and raised his hand. The arrow in his hand hit the Erhu. "I don't recognize most of them."
Wang Wanqing: “…” It was really hard to respond to the princess’ words.
So next, when someone started to write a poem, Wang Wanqing would introduce to Xiao Li who that person was, which family he came from, how talented he was, what works he had written, and what titles he had won.
He knows each one of them like the back of his hand.
Xiao Li didn't pay attention to the people below. He looked Wang Wanqing up and down, as if thinking about something.
Wang Wanqing felt uncomfortable being looked at by her and immediately stopped talking: "But what did I say wrong?"
Xiao Li shook his head and asked, "How do you know so much about these people?"
Wang Wanqing: "Princess, I studied at the Imperial College for three years before this, so I was kind of a classmate of these people."
Xiao Li: "You only understand men?"
Wang Wanqing was so frightened that her face turned pale. She immediately waved her hands and said, "Of course not. I know all the teachers and teachers in the Imperial College, all the noble ladies from the aristocratic families, as well as the people who come and go from the various mansions, my relatives, and even the servants in the mansion."
After saying this, she emphasized: "I am not so shameless as to only focus on men."
Seeing her frightened, Xiao Li couldn't help but laugh: "You misunderstood me. I didn't mean that you only care about men. I admire your ability to observe and organize information. What a pity... If you weren't the daughter of the Wang family, I would have taken you back to be the housekeeper."
"No, being a housekeeper is really a waste of your time." Xiao Li truly admired her. "You deserve a wider space. It's a pity that this era is destined to bury you."
Wang Wanqing's personality and abilities are exactly what a chief secretary should be. If she were a man in this era, she would definitely be able to thrive in officialdom. With the help of the Wang family and if she can endure for a few more years, she will definitely have a place in the Six Ministries in the near future.
Unfortunately, under the patriarchal system, it is almost impossible for women to serve as officials in the court. Even the royal family would not risk the wrath of the world by allowing their daughters to serve as officials in the court.
There were cheers coming from downstairs. It turned out that someone finally admitted defeat and started drinking.
Xiao Li was so attracted that he continued to watch, completely unaware of the complex emotions alternating on Wang Wanqing's face.
She didn't care what poems were written or who admitted defeat and drank.
At this moment, her heart was pounding because of the sincere sigh of the princess in front of her.
She really admired her, recognized her abilities, and felt that she was no less capable than men, but time was just not on her side.
The Wang family all knew that Wang Wanqing had a photographic memory and clear thinking. They praised her for her intelligence, saying that she would be a good head of the family in the future, and that whoever married her would be blessed by fate.
It seems that all her cleverness and abilities can only be realized by marrying a man in the future.
She was not good at poetry, but she had a good memory. In fact, she herself did not think she was that good. She was influenced by her surroundings and felt that she seemed only suitable to be the lady of the house in the future.
Princess Xuanyang did not say that she would definitely be a good wife and a good lady in the future, but directly affirmed her ability to observe and organize information. She affirmed her as a person, not her excellence after she got married and became someone's wife or the mistress of a family.
Sincere compliments are often more touching when they are expressed inadvertently.
Wang Wanqing's thoughts were a bit confused, her heartbeat was uneven, and she was in a daze. When she finally came to her senses, she thought, "Hey, where's the princess? Where's that big princess?!"
At the corner, Xiao Li leaned against the pillar and looked down.
She was not looking at the group of men downstairs, but at the maid who flashed by.
Although she didn't have a photographic memory, her intuition was sharp, and that maid...seemed familiar.
Liu Xueyin? It doesn't seem like it.
I couldn't remember who it was for a moment, but as long as it wasn't Liu Xueyin, it didn't seem to matter.
"Royal sister, what are you doing here?"
Xiao Jingyi walked up and saw the purple sleeves at a glance. He knew it was Xiao Li just by seeing half of the back.
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