Daughter of aristocratic family

Zhao Wangshu came out of Hao Mansion and went to Yaoshan Zhizhi for an appointment.

Yao Shanzhi found a small shop selling spicy skewers, "Yue'er, let me tell you, the spicy skewers here are particularly delicious. You must try it."

"Then do you know who opens this store?" Zhao Wangshu asked with a smile.

Yao Shanzhi blinked, "It can't be you, right?"

"This kind of millet pepper is unique to my family." Zhao Wangshu smiled and recommended to her which ones were more delicious.

Yao Shanzhi picked up a bunch of tofu skin and took a bite. The spiciness and aroma burst out at the same time, "It's really great, Yue'er, do you have any plans to open more restaurants?"

"Not yet, there's not enough millet pepper."

"Plant more varieties. If you don't have any land to grow, I have land in my village." Yao Shanzhi was so spicy that she gasped.

Zhao Wangshu quickly picked up the almond milk next to him and handed it to her.

Yao Shanzhi took the almond milk, took a sip, and immediately felt that the spiciness had softened a lot.

The two were chatting while eating, and Zhao Wangshu casually mentioned that Xu Danyang was going to the Xiangzheng County Prince's Mansion. Yao Shanzhi said: "I also received the invitation, and I didn't plan to go. Now that Danyang is going, I will join in the fun. "

No one said anything about what happened on the Double Ninth Festival, but they all understood that it was impossible for a noble prince to wear shabby clothes.

The thoughts of Prince Xiangzheng towards Xu Danyang were the same as those of Sima Zhao, and everyone knew it.

Yao Shanzhi came to escort him, but the Yao family and Princess Changping were members of the imperial party and did not have much contact with the princes.

Zhao Wangshu frowned and said worriedly: "Shan Zhi, is this not good? I heard that the DPRK and the Central Committee are arguing endlessly about the appointment of the crown prince. What if we misunderstand that the Yao family is taking sides?"

"I just went to the county prince's palace for a banquet. What does it have to do with me to establish a prince? If I am timid even when attending a banquet, what dignity do I have as the noble Lord of Yixing County?" Yao Shanzhi said nonchalantly.

Zhao Wangshu was still a little worried, "But..."

"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

When Zhao Wangshu heard what she said, he stopped trying to persuade her.

Three days later, Xu Danyang went to the Xiangzheng County Prince's Mansion for a banquet, and coincidentally met Yao Shanzhi at the door.

Yao Shanzhi was dressed in red and looked unparalleled in beauty. After seeing Xu Danyang, she said, "Danyang, what a coincidence."

Xu Danyang was wearing an aqua blue dress, "Gardenia, I feel relieved when you are here."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Yao Shanzhi patted her on the shoulder.

Yao Shanzhi and Xu Danyang entered the Xiangzheng County Prince's Mansion together. Many people had already come to the living room. To their surprise, Song Yuanqu also brought Zhao Shuqing.

In this case, they did not go over to say hello to Song Yuanqu, but nodded as a courtesy.

Song Yuanqu responded to them with a polite smile.

After the meeting, Fang Jingshu came. Since the Fang family proposed marriage for Fang Jingshu, Yao Shanzhi rarely saw her and she lost a lot of weight.

The Fang family had hinted to Princess Changping that they wanted Fang Jingshu to marry Yao Zhen, but Yao Zhen made it clear that he did not like Fang Jingshu.

Not to mention that the Yao family does not need a marriage between Yao and Zhen, even if it does, the Fang family's family status is not worthy of Yao Zhen.

Since then, Fang Jingshu has not had much contact with Yao Shanzhi.

After the guests had almost arrived, the princess appeared in the banquet hall. She was dressed in gorgeous palace clothes, with a friendly smile on her face, and her behavior showed elegance and nobility.

"I am honored to invite all of you distinguished guests to my mansion today to participate in the poetry and wine party. The mansion has specially prepared some crude singing and dancing performances. Please don't dislike it." The princess clapped her hands lightly, and then a woman in plain clothes walked slowly with Jiao Weiqin in her arms. And out. After the woman in plain clothes sat down, everyone had different expressions. Anyone who had seen Zeng Xinqin could tell that this woman was Zeng Xinqin.

Everyone has long known that Duke Shen’s statement that Zeng Xinqin’s sudden death was false, but now that they see a living person, they are not surprised at all.

It's just that the princess is so careless and lets Zeng Xinqin appear in front of others. What does she want to do?

Isn't she afraid that the censor will impeach the Duke of Shen?

The princess smiled and said loudly: "Everyone, this is Jin Jin, the new kabuki dancer in my house. Not only does she have superb piano skills, but she can also sing ditties well. Please appreciate it."

She was willing to keep concubines for her husband, but she would not tolerate anyone being bold enough to climb into her husband's bed.

When she was at her parents' home, she hated Zeng Xinqin, a concubine, but she didn't expect that Zeng Xinqin would dare to climb into her husband's bed to disgust her.

If she didn't humiliate this bitch, she wouldn't be Zeng Xinyao.

Zeng Xinqin's eyes were empty and indifferent to the princess's words. She mechanically adjusted the tune and started playing.

The guests all understood the intention of the Princess, but their relationship with Zeng Xinqin was average. Of course, even if they were good, no one would dare to do it for Zeng Xinqin or the Princess in such an occasion?

When the song ended, the princess took the lead in applauding and said with a smile: "Jinjin, your skills are really superb. You played this song really well."

The tone changed, "However, with your background, no matter how good your skills are, you are just a servant. Remember, don't be self-righteous, and don't think about climbing to the position you deserve."

Zeng Xinqin lowered her head and silently endured the humiliation of the princess.

She is no longer the second daughter of Shen Guogong's palace, she is just a concubine of Xiangzheng County's palace, and she is not qualified to compete with the county princess.

"Today, sing one of your favorite songs." The princess would not let her go so easily.

Zeng Xinqin nodded numbly and began to sing. Her voice was clear and sweet, and the melody was melodious.

"She really looks like your mother, she has a good voice." The princess raised the corner of her mouth and sneered sarcastically.

Zeng Xinqin's heart felt as if she had been pricked by a needle. She lowered her head, bit her lip, and tried to keep herself calm.

She thought that the humiliation was over and she could quit, but someone said: "Jinjin's ditty is so nice, I haven't heard enough yet. I wonder if I can sing a few more songs?"

Zeng Xinqin looked up and saw that it was Xu Juying from the Chengen Palace, the princess's aunt and cousin, and she had always been at odds with her.

The princess smiled and said, "Ying'er wants to hear it, so why don't you sing a few more songs today?"

Zeng Xinqin's hands hanging in her sleeves were clenched into fists so hard that the palms of her hands hurt.

As long as she can conceive a child, she can turn over, and when the time comes, she will repay Zeng Xinqin's humiliation a hundred times.

She took a deep breath and started singing. Her voice was gentle and sweet, like pearls falling on a jade plate.

Xu Juying clapped her hands and said with a smile: "You have such a good voice, no wonder my cousin is full of praises."

The princess smiled and said, "Jinjin, she always makes people happy."

Zeng Xinqin knew that she was mocking her for her habit of being charming and coaxing men.

After singing two more times, the princess let her go and asked her to leave.

"Come here and bring up the poem titles. It doesn't matter the rhyme, but it must be a seven-character rhyme poem. Everyone should write at least one poem. If you are capable, you can write all twelve poems. Those who are talented and agile will be respected."

After saying this, the palace maid posted the poem titles on the wall, a total of twelve poem titles.