Chapter 39 She is the daughter-in-law’s most explosive trump card!
The Silk and Bamboo Banquet was held in the garden of the palace.
When Jiang Wanning arrived, almost all the guests invited to the palace had arrived.
Although she was the Marquis's wife, her status was not much lower than that of the princess, so she should sit in the front seat.
However, Princess Ruyang obviously wanted to intimidate her by leaving only the two tables at the end for her and Murong Qing, and she did not ask the servants to report their identities.
Most of the people present were high-ranking officials and their families. Although they were familiar with the title of Marquis of Pingyang, since Chen Yan was often in the army and rarely made friends with others, they had rarely visited the Marquis's mansion.
Therefore, no one at the banquet recognized Jiang Wanning and Murong Qing, and they just thought they were from a small family.
Seeing that the two of them were late, everyone looked dissatisfied.
"He's a complete novice, he doesn't even know the time when he comes to a banquet, and he doesn't understand the etiquette at all!"
"Looking at that outfit, this is probably your first time in the palace, right?"
"Isn't this just like the saying goes - a person with little ability but a lot of arrogance!"
"It's a good thing that the princess has a good temper and has waited patiently for so long. If it were me, I would have kicked this rude person out long ago!"
"You did bring a nice zither, but I hope you're not just trying to show off!"
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Jiang Wanning ignored everyone's comments, and it was impossible for him to just follow Princess Ruyang's wishes and sit at the last seat.
She took Murong Qing with her and strode to the desk of Murong Heng and Murong Yan'er.
Lift your chin.
"You two, get out of the way!"
Seeing this, everyone was slightly startled and looked at each other, obviously not knowing what was going on.
Murong Heng sneered and retorted.
"Why should I give up my seat? This is the seat the princess specially arranged for Yan'er and me. It's not your turn to sit here! Aren't there two empty seats left for you at the back? Don't be ungrateful!"
"What's good or bad?"
Jiang Wanning raised his eyebrows, suddenly raised his foot, and kicked over the table in front of Murong Heng. With a "bang", everyone was startled.
Murong Heng was caught off guard and had the wine spilled all over him. He immediately jumped up and said angrily!
"Jiang, are you crazy?"
"whispering sound."
Jiang Wanning ignored him and walked over to Murong Yan'er's desk. He lowered his eyes and said, "Your second brother's well-being is yours. I only care about my own... Look at your clothes. They must be made of the most expensive material in the palace. You came to the palace to show off, right? It would be a shame if they got dirty by accident."
Murong Yan'er looked embarrassed by what she said. She was probably frightened by her madness and worried that she would kick her again.
In the end, he stood up hesitantly and pulled Murong Heng, who looked unwilling, to the end.
"This is in the palace, why are you afraid of her?!"
"Second brother...please bear with her for a while, don't ruin our plan."
"snort!"
Murong Heng flicked his sleeves and stopped arguing with Jiang.
Seeing Jiang's domineering behavior, Princess Ruyang was naturally displeased, but she somewhat looked down on Murong Heng's family background. She could not resist her daughter's coaxing and nagging before allowing him to enter the mansion, so naturally she would not support him now.
He only ordered his servants to take him to change his clothes and asked someone to clean up the overturned table.
He then said something polite to Jiang Wanning, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere.
"I thought you wouldn't come. It's true that the palace failed to provide adequate hospitality."
Jiang Wanning was too lazy to deal with her. She had a bad reputation anyway and had long been ruined by Liu's tricks behind her back. Now that she didn't have to act so restrained, she felt a little more relaxed.
"Princess, there's no need for such polite words. They sound disgusting... Tell me, how are we going to fight this?!"
Unexpectedly, Jiang's words were so harsh that Princess Ruyang's expression became a little unbearable, and she clapped her hands unhappily.
Soon, a maid came in with several items and stood in a row in front of everyone.
The nanny who was serving beside the princess stepped forward and said.
"These treasures are today's prize. The princess heard that everyone here is a master of stringed instruments, so she specially invited you to a gathering. The rules of the competition are simple. Everyone here can form teams of three to five people, and compete against each other. The winner will take first place!"
At first glance, everyone saw that the treasures in the maid's hands were glittering and colorful, including a white jade Buddha statue, blood coral, and a night-shining pearl... Except for a thick and worn medical book, the others all looked very valuable, which made people's eyes light up and their hearts were moved.
For a moment, everyone present was eager to try it out.
But some people have raised doubts.
"But we are good at different instruments, how can we compare?"
Nanny said.
"It was with this in mind that the princess proposed the team formation method. The competition only requires a best-of-five match. Please plan yourselves!
Of course, the most important point was also made clear in the post by the princess in advance.
Participants in the competition must use their own musical instruments as chips, and the loser must hand over the instrument as a prize!
Therefore, participation is entirely voluntary, so please consider carefully."
The words fell.
Everyone started talking among themselves again.
Some people thought it was exciting and fun, while others thought it was too risky. For a while, the yard was as lively as a vegetable market.
Seeing Jiang Wanning's indifferent expression, Princess Rong'an was afraid that she would not fall for it, so she couldn't help but provoke her.
"Why, now that you're all here, you're not going to back down now, are you?! You were so full of energy just now, but now you're like cowards. Tsk... It seems I overestimated you!"
Jiang Wanning didn't care and said calmly.
"Don't you just want the Jiuxiao Huanpei Qin? Why go through so much trouble? It's a pity that no matter how many tricks you come up with, if you want to take the Qin away, you still have to rely on your ability!"
As he spoke, Jiang Wanning asked Xing'er to put the Jiuxiao Huanpei Qin on the table.
He also reminded Murong Qing.
"Qingqing, go check that medical book first to see if it's what you want... I'm afraid they might cheat."
"good."
Murong Qing also had such concerns, so he walked up to the maid, opened the medical book and checked it carefully.
Then he turned around and walked back to Jiang Wanning and nodded at her.
"The medical book is fine. It's in my grandfather's...handwriting."
Seeing that she was choking with sobs, but her eyes turned red in the blink of an eye, Jiang Wanning reached out and patted her shoulder, comforting her.
"Don't worry, as long as the medical book is real, I will definitely help you win it back!"
Murong Qing was very moved when he heard this, but he still felt a little unsure.
"But I'm only good at playing the piano. I know a little bit about other things, but I'm not proficient in them... I don't know the other people either. Let alone their skills, I can't say whether they would be willing to join us in a group."
Especially since my mother-in-law kicked the table as soon as she came in. Seeing how fierce she was, everyone now avoided her.
At this moment, some people were discussing forming a team, but obviously no one came forward to talk to them. Even when they noticed her gaze, they immediately turned sideways, fearing that they would be pestered by them.
"Don't worry about that!"
Jiang Wanning curled his lips slightly, feeling confident of victory, and remembered what Chen Yan said that day.
I couldn't help but repeat it.
"I can beat ten of them alone!"
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