A bold son-in-law doting on his concubine and destroying his wife?The ashes are scattered!

As it neared the start of the banquet, people passed by Xiulan Village from time to time.

Sometimes it is a luxury carriage visible to the naked eye, sometimes it is an ordinary carriage, sometimes it is a few fast horses galloping, sometimes it is a scholar leading the horse to walk slowly on the road, and there are even people riding donkeys...

Princess Jialuo’s literary banquet invited all the famous scholars in Shengjing.

And as long as there are no pitfalls in the brain, and unless they encounter something that must be solved today, they will not miss today's feast.

There is no other reason.

Because Mr. Xi and Master Du, who are known as "Xi from the South and Du from the North", will be attending today!

Princess Jialuo is so proud!
This is the thought that came to all the literati students at the same time after hearing this question.

However, such thoughts did not contain any derogatory tone. On the contrary, their hearts were filled with gratitude.

If Princess Jialuo hadn't been powerful enough, they wouldn't have been able to admire the grace of the two masters at the same time.

Xiulan Village is very big, with more than a dozen courtyards alone.

For today's banquet, Leng Lan ordered people to open up the five best courtyards and merge them into one courtyard, named Qionglin Garden.

The weather has just warmed up, but the sky and the earth are still yellow, except for the occasional snow, which will be stained with other colors.

But Xiulan Village was already filled with brilliant purples and reds.

There is a natural river in Zhuangzi, with beautifully patterned arch bridges floating on it. The midday sun shines down, creating layers of ripples, giving the arch bridge a fairy-like color.

Two boats rippled in the river.

A group of ducks swam past the boat, making quacking sounds from time to time.

A fish jumped out of the water, but after spotting the duck, it retracted into the water and was never seen again.

Everything is so leisurely.

The years are quiet.

There was a student who was so popular in poetry that he even asked the servant in charge of pens, inks, paper and inkstones for banknotes to express his feelings.

There are also people who burst out with inspiration and splash out ink after asking for pen and paper.

Even before the banquet started, the students couldn't help but show off their talents.

Perhaps some people did this deliberately, wanting to use this opportunity as a stepping stone to showcase their talents and enter the gentry class early.

But some people really just have inspiration and want to leave the feeling of this moment.

The guests of Wenqu Banquet are not limited to the aristocracy. On the contrary, the aristocrats are only about one-third of the guests.

Those students who came from the poor class couldn't help but think of their hometown when they saw the familiar pastoral life.

The sky in my hometown is so blue and the water is so clear.

Although life is hard and he even has to do farm work, the people in the village are honest, his parents love him, and his brothers, friends, and brothers are respectful.

Shengjing is prosperous, and every student in the college is so glamorous, but under the beautiful appearance, I don’t know what kind of thoughts are hidden...

Outside the manor, a carriage meets a donkey.

The carriage was not considered luxurious, and ordinary people could not tell its value from its appearance alone.

But a knowledgeable person can tell at a glance that the curtain of the carriage is made of precious Su embroidery, and the safety buckle hanging outside the carriage is not an ordinary product, but is made by the embroidery lady of Jinxiu Village.

The whirring horse was a war horse purchased from Anguo next door.

On the other hand, the donkey opposite was thin and small. The saddle on the donkey's back was already faded.

Seeing the tall horse opposite, the donkey snorted from his nose.

The horse seemed to be stimulated and suddenly became furious.Fortunately, the coachman was experienced and calmed the horse in time, so nothing serious happened. He looked at the owner of the donkey displeased: "What's wrong with you, little old man? Take care of your own beast!"

The owner of the donkey was wearing loose linen clothes, and his gray-white hair was only tied with a gray square scarf, which was the same as the dress of thousands of farmers.

But he had a good temperament. Standing next to the old donkey, he looked askance at the driver: "Who are you talking about?"

It was obviously a gesture of looking up, but the words he spoke were words of looking down.

The driver didn't react at first: "Of course you are talking about you, beast!"

The old man nodded: "If you know you are a beast, don't come out and embarrass yourself."

"You! How dare you scold me! Do you know who I am? Do you know who is sitting in the car behind me?"

The old man chuckled: "He's just a master who can't raise animals well."

At this time, the curtain of the carriage opened, and an old but elegant face was revealed.

When the man saw the old man in sackcloth, he was stunned: "Brother Jia!"

Everyone's name is Qinghe and their courtesy name is Jiazhi.

Everyone at the table sneered: "Whose beast do I think is so arrogant and barking outside without being afraid of getting on the table? It turns out it belongs to Taifu Du's family. That makes sense."

When Mr. Du looked at the coachman, anger appeared in his eyes: "I have repeatedly told you to be careful in your words and deeds when going out, and to be humble and respectful. Is this how you go against the rules?"

Everyone at the table laughed and said, "He didn't go against the rules. You, Mr. Du, are here today!"

Mr. Du was a little helpless, but there were some reasons that he couldn't explain, so he could only get out of the car and bowed deeply: "It was Mr. Du who failed to discipline his subordinates. Mr. Du apologizes deeply."

Seeing that he had made it this far, everyone at Xi's heart dissipated a little. They hummed and said, "In a place like Shengjing, take care of your animals, otherwise it will be a big disaster in the future."

Mr. Du was not upset either: "Thank you, Brother Jia, for reminding me. Mr. Du will definitely restrain the people in the mansion."

When Leng Lanzhi learned about this little episode, the two of them had already settled their differences and entered the manor one after another.

Although Leng Lanzhi was the initiator of the banquet, she was not responsible for hosting the banquet. After missing out at the beginning, she handed over the hosting job to Lin Weiyang.

Moreover, not only men were invited to the Wenqu Banquet, but also women who liked to read poetry and books were invited.

Thousands of literati were studying abroad to compose poems and paintings, discuss classics and history, and criticize current ills.

Dozens of noble ladies were drinking tea and discussing articles in an incense-lit room.

It's not that Leng Lan was partial to men. He gave the men thousands of invitations and only gave dozens to the women.

In fact, it is not easy to find a woman who likes to read poetry and books, is qualified to read, and can read well.

Although the shackles on women in the current dynasty were not as heavy as those in previous dynasties, they still emphasized that women's lack of talent is a virtue.

Thinking of this, she sighed.

She hopes that all women in the world can use knowledge to enrich themselves like men, but she also understands that there is a long way to go.

In fact, the most difficult thing is not what the people in power and men think, but that women have been imprisoned for too long. Even if she gives them a chance, many people may not seize it and will blame her in turn.

She had experienced similar things in her previous life.

"Princess, the poems of the young gentlemen have been written, and the two of you have chosen the three best ones."

Liusha came in holding a tray. On the tray were three poems that had just been written.

Her expression was a little strange.

There were dozens of noble ladies who came from all over the house. Liusha walked to Leng Lanzhi and then said: "Of these three articles, one is written by Master He, and the other two..." (End of this chapter) )