Brother Rong of Red Mansion

Chapter 18 Tonight’s consumption will be paid by Mr. Jia
  "Your Majesty, please go first."

Jia Rong smiled humbly, gave Mu Yun a thousand dollars, and respectfully asked Mu Yun and other princes and grandsons to go first. Then Xie Jing, Qiu Liang, Han Qi, Jia Lian, Jia Qiang and others followed and walked slowly towards Biyunxuan.

Biyun Pavilion is also a pavilion built along the water. It is located in the northeast of Qiongying Garden. Its scale is much larger than the "Ningxi Pavilion" in Huifang Garden of Ningguo Mansion. Standing on the second floor and looking north, you can faintly see the palace wall with glazed tiles. The rows of animal heads spread their teeth and claws, reflecting colored light in the sun. Just looking at it makes people feel intimidated and solemn.

There were no seats in the lobby on the first floor of Biyunxuan, only a few screens with paintings of landscapes, flowers, birds, celebrities and monuments. When Jia Rong came in, someone was changing clothes behind the screen. Of course, those who couldn't stand behind the screen were moved in the hall. There was no shyness or shyness among the people.

This step is called "undressing".

The same goes for Jia Rong. He brought a set of auspicious clothes from Ning Mansion. Now he walked behind the screen, took off his military robe, and put on a set of oil-green woven gold makeup and flowers. Nobility.

After finishing undressing, Jia Rong slowly went upstairs. The hall upstairs was noisy. The disciples of Shixun had already been seated, waiting for King Mu and his grandson to come over to start the banquet.

Jia Rong came over with a smile, greeted acquaintances and several senior Shixun disciples, then walked into the banquet, lifted up her large pleated horse-faced skirt, and sat on an empty seat.

In the hall on the second floor of Biyun Pavilion, there were more than ten banquets. Everyone was divided according to their ancestral titles, and each occupied an area, waiting for Prince Mu to start the banquet.

The table where Jia Rong is sitting is filled with the Duke's children. Liu Hong, the great-grandson of Liu Biao, the Duke of Ruli; Chen Yuxiang, the great-great-grandson of Chen Yi, the Duke of Chen; Matthew and Ma Bao, the great-grandsons of Ma Kui, the Duke of Governance; Hou Wencheng and Hou Wenyao, the great-grandsons of Hou Baoming, the Duke of Xiu; Zhong's great-grandsons Shi Yingyan, Shi Yingguang, etc. There are 12 people at this table, headed by the Jia family.

There is another table next door, headed by Zhen Guo Niu Fu. In addition to several great-grandsons of Gong Gongqing of Zhenguo, those sitting with him include Liu Jiang, the great-grandson of Liu Biao, the Duke of Li, Chen Yucheng, the great-grandson of Chen Yi, the Duke of Chen, Ma Dai, the great-grandson of Ma Kui, the Duke of Zhenguo, Hou Wenyao, the great-grandson of Hou Baoming, the Duke of Xiu, Restore Shi Yingshao, the great-grandson of Duke Shi Zhong, and others.

There are a total of twenty-four people at these two tables, and they are the descendants of the "Eight Dukes" who were the founding dukes of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Mu Yun and others came and sat down respectively. Then a maid walked briskly, carrying a heart-saving box, and brought the food to the dining table.

During this process, some disciples occasionally touched his hands, and the servants also smiled shyly and did not resist. Mu Yun and other masters even turned a blind eye and only joked with their buddies from the other three palaces.

After a while, the food was arranged neatly, with all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas, and the rice was fragrant.

The servants retreated slowly.

"Everyone..."

Suddenly, at a table in the hall with a different surname, Wang Sun, the host Mu Yun stood up with a wine glass in his hand. Facing the people in the hall, his eyes were clear and he said with a smile: "Today is the 6th day of June, the Kuang Festival. I wish you all good health. please."

After the words fell, Mu Yun raised his glass and drank it down in one gulp.

"The Crown Prince is blessed with good health!"

Everyone in the hall was in high spirits, wishing him well and toasting with him.

"For this second glass of wine, I would like to thank you all for coming. It is a great honor for me, Qiongyingyuan."

Mu Yun drank it all in one gulp again.

"Your Majesty, you are too polite." "Your Majesty, you are serious." "Your Majesty, you have a good drinker." Everyone in the hall cheered and toasted again.

"This third glass of wine, I would like to pay tribute to Brother Lianhua. Today, his shooting skills are outstanding. He hit the target nine times out of twelve, and the remaining arrows hit the target, adding glory to my garden party."

Mu Yun raised his glass and looked at Jia Rong from a distance.

Under the envious eyes of the audience, Jia Rong picked up the wine glass, stood up slowly, and said with a smile: "I want to thank the prince. If the prince had not held a garden party, there would be no chance for our children to reunite, let alone It’s said that he shot the swan and won the prize.”

Both sides smiled and drank at each other.

For a time, the host and guest were enjoying themselves, and the Biyunxuan Hall was filled with a happy atmosphere.

After the host toasted three glasses of wine, the highlight of the day came.

Beijing County Prince's Palace, Dongping County Prince's Palace, Xining County Prince's Palace, and Nan'an County Prince's Palace each recommended one person, headed by the host Mu Yun, to comment on today's winner of the swan shooting.

The results are self-evident. Jia Rong was the first-class martial arts champion and was rewarded with 100 taels of gold, 500 taels of silver, ten forged pythons, twenty forged red makeup, fifty pieces of yarn of various colors, four pearl necklaces, and red Two strings of musk beads, two ends of the phoenix tail, a collar of hibiscus mat, and a set of fine pen, ink, paper and inkstone. And an English Pegasus (thoroughbred horse).

Feng Ziying was ranked second and Niu Junjie was ranked third, and each received a reward.

Seeing the rich rewards from the Dongping County Prince's Palace, the handsome and well-dressed brothers, they couldn't help but be secretly envious, their eyes twinkling.

Who says that noble children are not short of money?

In fact, the richer people are, the less money they have. Because they spend too much.

Take Jia Rong, for example. He seems to be the eldest son of Ningguo Mansion, but in fact, his monthly income is only twenty taels of silver, and the purchase of pens, ink, paper and inkstones for studying adds another eight taels. This is his monthly fixed income. If you want to spend money again, you can only go to Jia Zhen to "beat the autumn breeze", or you can collude with the stewards in the fourth room and do some "inflated expenses and false claims".

Well now, Jia Rong became famous and gained not only fame, but also actual material benefits.

The value of this batch of lottery prizes alone is no less than 5,000 taels of silver. It is really a wealth of money that touches people's hearts. Not to mention, some gifts cannot be bought with money on the market. “Thank you very much, Your Majesty.”

Jia Rong happily accepted the gift and crossed her arms to express her deep gratitude to Mu Yun.

After these many expensive belongings were smashed down, Jia Rong's grudge against him instantly disappeared. Looking at his handsome features and bright smile, he was indeed very kind...

After all, the Jia clan and the Dongping County Prince's Palace have been friends for more than a hundred years. Jia Rong reflected that she was really stingy. How could she dislike Mu Wangsun because of that stupid Niu Junjie?

"Oh, it really shouldn't be."

Jia Rong looked regretful and reflected on her mistakes. The look she looked at Mu Yun showed kindness and friendliness, and her smile became much more sincere.

Seeing this, Mu Yun and the princes and grandsons of the four major princes and princes all showed bright smiles.

With the property, Jia Rong did not think about keeping it secretly, but thought about spending it to win over the disciples of Shixun who had just made friends.

"I'm very lucky today. I won the jackpot from the prince. I, Jia Lianhua, am not stingy. I will reserve the venue at Taipinglou tonight and invite my friends to have fun!"

After thanking Mu Yun, Jia Rong looked around the audience, with deep eyes, a smile on his lips, and a big hand raised.

In an instant, the whole audience was excited.

"it is good."

"Brother Lianhua is quite interesting."

"Taipinglou? I haven't been there for a long time. I can have a lot of fun tonight."

Mr. Jia's act of paying for the treat is really exciting. The buddies who were envious and jealous of Jia Rong and others just now lost their resentment in an instant, their eyes shone with light, and they looked at Jia Rong with excitement and joy in their eyes.

Brother Rong is awesome!
  Then, everyone looked at Niu Junjie and Feng Ziying, their eyes revealing their expectations: Jia Lianhua has booked the venue, don't you two express your gratitude?

Niu Junjie secretly hates that Jia Lianhua is really good at winning people's hearts!

"Tomorrow night, I'll book a table at Taihe Building and invite my friends to have some fun."

Soon, Niu Junjie stood up and announced the good news with a hearty laugh.

"it is good."

The children in the hall were in high spirits and couldn't help but applaud.

But what made Niu Junjie secretly cursed was that even though he paid for the treat, everyone looked at him with a dull look and didn't show much gratitude. Still joking with Jia Rong in a pleasant manner, Niu Junjie secretly scolded everyone for being ignorant.

After Niu Junjie finished his announcement, Feng Ziying also announced that he would host a banquet at Fengle Building the night after tomorrow and invite all the disciples, which pushed the atmosphere of the banquet in the hall to a climax.

Booking the venue for three consecutive days was really exciting.

Taiping Tower, Taihe Tower, and Fengle Tower are not ordinary palaces. They are restaurants built by the founding Emperor Taizu in the Shenjing City following the orders of the previous Ming Dynasty. There are fifteen seats in total, named "Fifteenth Floor of Shenjing", for banquets with ministers and scholars from all over the world.

It was a gold-selling cave in the true sense. Even though Shixun's children had a rich family, they were helpless and could only enjoy it once in a while.

Now it's good, Jia Rong has three people booking the venue, and they can have a great time.

"Brother Lianhua is so kind and righteous."

"Yes."

"Whenever good things happen, I always think of everyone, unlike some people who only eat alone."

The comments from Shixun's children reached the ears of Niu Junjie and Feng Ziying, which made them look embarrassed and felt that they had spent money in vain. While secretly cursing Jia Rong, I also admired Jia Rong's method of winning people's hearts. Such a large sum of money was spent on a whim, and not for enjoyment. This scheming thing is indeed outstanding among everyone.

"This boy does have some magnanimity."

Niu Junjie and Feng Ziying secretly admired it.

At this time, Mu Yun looked stiff. Seeing that his home court was once again upstaged by Jia Rong, he couldn't help but curse secretly, but he also hurried to the rescue.

"Banquet—"

(End of this chapter)