Old Mrs. Wen has been very busy lately and hasn't had time to lecture her granddaughters.

On a day like today, I have to give some instructions early in the morning. I have to eat something on time but drink less, so as not to be inconvenient later. As for getting dressed...

The old lady looked at the girls and at first glance, she only saw Wen Yu...

She was wearing a short blue jacket, a pleated skirt of the same color, and a white silk high-collared shirt. In her left hand she held a very thin linen cape, and in her right hand she held a small folding fan and a blue gauze veil with ear loops.

Her hair was tied into a bun on top of her head, and a set of French-colored hairpins were inserted around the bun. They looked like something left behind by Chen. Her hair was tied up tightly so it wouldn't fall apart easily...

The shoes have straps that tie directly around the ankles...

From head to toe, it is tight and convenient. It even has a sense of romance.

Who did she learn this from? Old Mrs. Wen felt a little depressed.

Looking at Wen Jiao again, she was dressed appropriately, but these shoes...

"Jiao'er, there are a lot of people here today, you need to wear a pair of high-heeled shoes to avoid being stepped on by others."

Wen Jiao had finally matched them, and after secretly comparing them, she thought that she looked much better than Wen Yu... so she was unwilling to change them, "Grandma, Jiao'er's shoes fit her feet very well, don't worry!"

The old lady had other things on her mind, so she didn't pursue the matter: "You guys should be careful. There are many people here today, and there are honored guests too, so don't make any mistakes!"

Although the streets are bustling, everything is in order.

The car was some distance from Tianlong Temple and could not go through, so the Wen family got off the ground and walked over. Each family knew where they were in advance, and when they arrived, they went straight there.

Today's arrangement is basically that those in high positions and with great power are near the innermost hall, and then move outwards in order.

When it is the turn of ordinary people, they have to wait outside the mountain gate.

At least you have to wait until after the important ceremony before you can put it in.

The monks, wearing their best robes, lined up in neat rows.

Each one of them is clean, radiant and full of energy.

The abbot, Master Xingkong, acted like an unfathomable monk. The deacons beside him were jogging back and forth, busy about something.

The Song family must have donated a lot, so their position is very close to the front, outside the main hall, which is better than the Wen family's position!

Wen Yu stretched her neck to look, vaguely seeing Mrs. Song and Song Shang. But she didn't see Wei... Hey, why didn't she take the opportunity to go over today? Just as she was watching, Madam Qi came in. When she passed by the Wen family, she glanced at Wen Yu, expressionless, but with a smile in her eyes.

Wen Yu was puzzled again, where is he? Why is he missing all day? The King of Wu's carriage arrived, and the monks and the officials present went to greet him.

Today, there is no need for formalities. Just stand respectfully on both sides.

The procession was very grand, and there were hundreds of people following it into the temple.

Under the umbrella walked the King of Wu, with a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, dressed in a prince's crown and clothes, walking slowly with an extraordinary bearing.

The middle-aged woman next to him was the Princess of Wu, with thin eyebrows, almond eyes, and a delicate complexion. She was also wearing a crown and clothes, and she followed the King of Wu closely with a dignified posture.

Behind them came two scribes, and later the officials.

The last group of people, led by a young man of about 17 or 18 years old, of medium build, with a ruddy face and a smile, looked very ordinary. He wore a brocade robe and a silver crown, holding a fan in one hand and one hand behind his back, looking confident and flamboyant.

Behind him, there were a dozen teenagers, among them was the grandson of Song Shoubei. He seemed to be a very presentable person, with a smile on his face and not at all restrained.

The last person in the crowd turned out to be Qi Wu...

Soon after he appeared, a few women's cries were heard around him, but they were quickly suppressed.

Wen Yu thought with great interest: Ha, he must have been stunned after seeing this Young Master Qi Wu.

It is true that: The man on the street is as beautiful as jade, and the young man is unparalleled in the world.

Alas, in the end, I don’t know who benefited.

She looked at the man with an expressionless face, and walked over without looking away. He looked so arrogant, even more awesome than the prince of Wu...

Alas, another sigh.

Although she made active efforts to get Madam Qi to do something, she was just trying her best to get something for nothing. There was nothing she could do because the two families were too different.

Even if I look good, there are many who look better! Besides, in such a family, appearance is not the only consideration when choosing a partner!

The Princess of Wu was just an ordinary looking girl.

Since ancient times, no good man has a good wife... that's what I'm talking about!

Besides, Qi Wulang looks like that, why would he care about a woman’s appearance!

Amitabha... Wen Yu put her hands together and bowed towards the main hall. But she didn't even know what she was praying for...

After the King of Wu and his entourage went in, after a while, the bells and chimes rang and the drums beat, indicating that the auspicious time had arrived.

The monks began to chant scriptures in unison, huge incense sticks burned, and for a moment, smoke rose from the Tianlong Temple.

Everyone in the yard knelt down, bowed their heads, and chanted sutras with the monks.

Wen Yu was not that pious. Her big eyes moved around but she could not see anything.

Finally, the abbot and several eminent monks entered the hall together with the King of Wu, and together they pulled down the red velvet cloth covering the giant Buddha.

The golden Buddha appeared, shining with golden light solemnly under the illumination of the candles in the room.

After a long while, it finally ended.

Everyone got up, and everyone had sore waists and legs.

It was very lively at this time. Although no one was talking loudly, it was still bustling because of the large number of people.

Obviously, King Wu is no longer in the main hall, so everyone can go over and burn incense.

At this time, the Wen family and the Song family squeezed together and walked towards the main hall.

Sure enough, Wen Jiao's shoes were stepped on and fell off... It was really dangerous and she blushed.

However, this situation is not uncommon, so there is nothing to laugh at.

All in all, after all the hard work, everyone finished and returned exhausted.

As soon as she got home, Mrs. Wen received an invitation saying that there would be a luncheon at "Orange Garden", also known as the King Wu's villa, tomorrow, and the Wen family was invited to attend.

Old Mrs. Wen held the post in both hands, her mouth wide open with joy, and she couldn't stop laughing.

The Qi family’s post has also arrived!

The person who came said that the lady at home was afraid that everyone would go back home after the celebration, so she sent the invitation first.

Then, when he heard that Mrs. Wen was going to the Orange Garden for a banquet, he smiled and said that his wife would also go.

Afterwards, Mrs. Wen took the two notes, looked at them left and right, and sighed: The Wen family has climbed up step by step and stepped onto the ladder of a high-class family! She quickly called Wen Feng, showed him the notes, and discussed the specific matters.

Wen Feng was of course very happy too. He was just a minor official in title, but had no real power or benefits.

This time, I will get close to King Wu and the Qi family. I wonder how many unexpected benefits I will get.

After talking for a long time, the old lady finally remembered and recounted the last time Princess Wu had specifically spoken to Wen Yu.

Originally, Wen Feng had been dreaming of climbing up the Wu Palace with the help of the girl in his family, so he was overjoyed when he heard this.

"Mother, is this true? It would be great if it could work!"

But the old lady hesitated and said, "It may not be a good thing. You know the whole story. Wen Yu was not prominent before, but now she is a successful person. If she has any resentment in her heart... and one day she dies, not only will we not get anything good, but we will also bring disaster upon ourselves!"

"Mother is confused!"

"What are you talking about?" Old Mrs. Wen glared.

Wen Feng smiled and clasped his hands together, "Don't blame me, mother. I mean, although women in this world want to marry well, but who married well, didn't her family have the confidence? Let's not talk about others, just talk about the Princess Wu. You saw her today. How does she look? Just like an average person.

But her father and brother were both high-ranking officials in the court, holding real power to support her. So, even if her biological son had several half-brothers, the position of the crown prince would still be his!

Wen Yu, let alone marrying into such a family, even if she wants to marry into the small family you planned before, she still has to rely on the support of her father and uncle. If she is wronged in her husband's family, who will stand up for her? It's us! ? How can she not understand this? As long as we are angry, her husband's family will have to be careful! "

After hearing this, Old Lady Wen admitted: "Alas, I had a hard time with your father during those years. So, I didn't pay much attention to this girl. Now it seems like a pity! I should have trained her earlier!"

"Don't worry! To be honest, we are just borrowing her name to get started, and we can count on her for the rest of our lives! In the past, my son disagreed with your approach, but now it's time to make the best use of everything! The girls of the Wen family, including Wen Jiao, will add luster to the Wen family!" Wen Feng said as if it was a matter of course.

Old Madam Wen nodded in agreement, but then said, "...Even though what you said makes sense, she can't leave my circle of control! If she does, the Wen family won't be able to take advantage of her. I'd rather she not do it!"

"Of course, who would do useless work?" Wen Feng crossed his legs.

"Hmm... Let me take another look!"

"Haha, mother, our family is full of good things. I don't know what the Qi family is like in the capital, but locally, the soup at the Zanquan Villa is very good! The family has a lot of industries. The mines are also incomparable to our family!"

"Mother knows that if we can get along well with Madam Qi here, our business will be very popular when we return to Beijing! Amitabha, it's all thanks to the blessing of Tianlong Temple!"

The two discussed it in detail, and the old lady told the girls to prepare their clothes for tomorrow as she wanted to check them.

The girl at the back was busy.

Qinghe also found her clothes and planned to wait until the girls in front of her finished ironing their clothes before she went.

Xiaoji is very bad at this and felt a little uneasy. "Oh, it would be great if Zhuzhu came. She can do it!"

Wen Yu smiled and said, "Your daughter is just going there to broaden her horizons, she doesn't want to show off in front of others. It's almost done." She was a little discouraged...

Qing He said: "Our girl's talent is so great that she surpasses everyone else without any need for dressing up."

Xiaoji nodded vigorously, "Of course."

At this moment, Wen Yu was also very proud of it! However, she didn't know that in the Orange Garden, she would see the most beautiful woman in her life.

Three thousand words more.

(End of this chapter)