Daughter of aristocratic family

The plan of Xinxing County Lord and Zhao Shuqing was completed, and the two came to the back garden.

In the garden, the banquet has been prepared. There are ten tables in total, separated by a half-person-high flower grille. The guests are seated on the left and right.

The head of Xinxing County was dressed in rich clothes and was sitting on the throne. On his left was Yao Shanzhi and on his right was Zhao Shuqing.

Zhao Wangshu was sitting at the fifth table. She didn't recognize the two girls next to her, and couldn't help but worry that they were arranged by Xinxing County Lord to embarrass her.

"Hello, Miss Zhao." The girl on the left took the initiative to say hello to Zhao Wangshu, "My father is a doctor in Zhongshu Province, Liangqiao."

The girl on the right smiled and said: "Hello, Miss Zhao, my brother is He Chuan."

"Hello, Miss Liang, hello, Miss He." Zhao Wangshu said politely.

As the banquet progressed, various performances began one after another, with melodious music and graceful dancing.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, the atmosphere gradually became lively.

At this time, a maid came over carrying a tray with a cup of sweet soup.

Zhao Wangshu looked at her, feeling like the dust had settled.

The head of Xinxing County made a move. He wanted to pour sweet soup on her, soil her clothes, and let her change her clothes.

What an old trick!

Sure enough, when the maid walked in front of Zhao Wangshu, she stumbled. Then, she was supported by Miss Liang, "Be careful."

"Thank you, thank you, girl." The maid said tremblingly.

Zhao Wangshu subconsciously turned his head to look at Xinxing County Lord, and met her eyes. She pursed her lips and her eyes were cold, obviously extremely displeased.

The plot against someone failed, are you angry?

It was really funny. Zhao Wangshu pressed the corner of his mouth with the handkerchief.

The head of Xinxing County failed to succeed, so he tried another plan, "Miss Zhao."

Zhao Wangshu pretended not to hear, Zhao Shuqing's surname was also Zhao, who knew who she was calling.

"Sister Shu, the county master called you, didn't you hear?" Zhao Shuqing raised her voice.

Zhao Wangshu had to stand up, bowed slightly and said, "I wonder why the county master called me?"

"I heard about your warm winter party in Yixing, where you played the piano and amazed everyone. I had something to do and didn't go there that day. I don't know."

Yao Shanzhi interrupted her, "I remember I didn't invite you."

The Xinxing County Lord's expression froze, "Yixing, I accidentally let go of your favorite parrot. I am not apologizing to you. Why are you still angry?"

"Shouldn't I be angry?" Yao Shanzhi said with a cold face, "If you apologize, do I have to forgive you?"

Although the parrot was just a gadget bought to relieve boredom, she was very angry when the head of Xinxing County released the parrot without her consent.

The Xinxing County Lord's face turned blue and white, and Zhao Shuqing smiled and smoothed things over, "Gardenia, this little thing is over. You sir, it's the Si Festival today, so please be nice."

"Who are you? Do you have the right to speak here?" Yao Shanzhi said sharply.

She has always had a bad temper, but she has tempered it in recent years, so much so that some people have forgotten her true nature.

Qin Youzi also interjected angrily: "Some people just don't know themselves. Even if a pheasant is covered with phoenix feathers, it is still a pheasant."

These words made Xinxing County Lord extremely embarrassed, and his original plan to have Zhao Wangshu play the piano in public was abandoned.

"Master of Yixing County, Miss Qin." Zhao Wangshu raised his glass and expressed his gratitude.

Yao Shanzhi and Qin Youzi also smiled and raised their glasses, "Let's drink together." The Xinxing County Lord looked ugly. She really didn't expect Yao Shanzhi and Qin Youzi to be so disrespectful to her.

"Xinxing, it's time to go to Liushang Pavilion." The person who spoke was the Crown Prince of Guangyu County, Chang Yuan, the elder brother of Xinxing County Lord.

During the Shangsi Festival, drinking wine from the meandering stream is one of the favorite activities of princes, nobles and literati.

Everyone moved to the lakeside. In the waterside pavilion, there were several tables of tea and snacks for young men and girls who did not like to compose poems and did not want to meander to drink tea and sit leisurely.

Next to the winding water channel, there is a small couch with a very narrow table top that can only accommodate two small dishes.

There was a bite of pastry in a small dish, and longevity fruit in another small dish.

Sitting down by the water channel, the maid announced the rules, "Young gentlemen and girls, today, as the water flows, you must compose a poem and drink according to the order of the flowing water. The poem does not follow the rhythm, but it must be related to water. If you cannot compose or recite it, Then he will be punished with three drinks of wine."

"This rule is not difficult." Someone said.

Chang Yuan said, "Let go."

The maid opened the baffle, and the clear stream gurgled down. The lotus flower cup also swayed down with the water, and stopped in front of Zhao Wangshu.

Zhao Wangshu bent down and gently picked up the lotus cup.

The wine in the cup is clear and translucent, like fine wine. Zhao Wangshu covered it with a handkerchief, opened the hidden button, and slowly poured the wine into the hidden bag hidden in his sleeve.

Zhao Wangshu is cautious about any individual food or drink and will never try it lightly.

After finishing the wine, Zhao Wangshu glanced at Xinxing County Princess and saw the corners of her lips raised and her eyelids lowered silently. There was really something in the wine.

The methods of Xinxing County Lord are really underhanded.

Zhao Wangshu suppressed the violent thoughts of killing Xinxing County Lord and recited a poem: "The spring breeze brings warmth into Tusu, and all kinds of fine works go into the throat. I'll meet you again today at the meandering water bottle, and enjoy the flowers, moon, poetry, wine and tea."

"Good poem." Yao Shanzhi was the most supportive.

Qin Youzi and others also agreed. The Xinxing County Lord gritted his teeth and praised against his will: "Miss Zhao is indeed Tanhualang's sister. This poem is very good."

"The county master is so complimentary." Zhao Wangshu bowed slightly and said.

The second lotus cup followed the water and stopped in front of a young master. He picked up the lotus cup from the water and drank the wine in the cup.

The first word of his poem "Lianzhu" is the last word in Zhao Wangshu's poem, "tea".

"The fragrance of tea floats into my dream, and the green water reflects the light of the sky. The spring breeze blows in my face, and the peach blossoms bloom, and a clear song intoxicates my heart."

In the following time, everyone recited poems and wrote poems. The flowing lotus lamp stopped in front of everyone, and everyone had the opportunity to show off their talents.

Just when Zhao Wangshu was immersed in happiness, the head of Xinxing County winked at Zhao Shuqing. Zhao Shuqing stood up, walked to Zhao Wangshu, and whispered: "Sister Shu, I have something to tell you."

"I don't want to hear it." Zhao Wangshu said coldly.

Zhao Shuqing didn't care about Zhao Wangshu's attitude, "Sister Shu, I really have something important to tell you."

"If you really have something important to tell me, come to my house tomorrow to talk to me." Zhao Wangshu remained unmoved.

"It concerns Lord Yun and Xinxing County Lord."

"Zhao Shuqing, you can't even make up excuses, so get lost." Zhao Wangshu glanced at her with disgust, took out a plum candy from his purse and stuffed it into his mouth.

Zhao Shuqing saw an untouched mouthful of cakes and longevity fruit on the small table, and then realized how defensive Zhao Wangshu was, "Then I'll go find you tomorrow."

"Whatever you want." Zhao Wangshu said nonchalantly.

Zhao Shuqing bit her lower lip and returned to her position aggrievedly.