I dress up as a poor noblewoman, and I bring my whole family home with my literary talent.

Chapter 69 Promotion Banquet

Song Lingyi gently pushed open the door of the east wing and climbed onto the bed relying entirely on her memory.

As soon as he lay down, he woke up Song Lingwan who was in a light sleep, "Fifth sister, why are you back? Isn't it a day off today?"

Song Lingyi tried hard to pretend that nothing had happened and forget about the unpleasantness with Zhao Xiaoniang. "Fourth sister, I asked for leave to leave the palace. Master invited me to have dinner at Fengxian Tower, so I was delayed for some time."

Hearing that he was asking for leave to leave the palace, Song Lingwan breathed a sigh of relief and frowned, "Master Ye, it's really not safe for a girl to return home so late."

Song Lingyi hugged Song Lingwan's waist and abdomen affectionately and acted coquettishly, "But Fourth Sister, the food at Fengxianlou is really delicious. Next time when I pay my salary, I will invite you to try it?"

Song Lingwan smiled faintly: "Fengxianlou is so expensive, Fourth Sister is reluctant to spend your money, go to bed quickly, it's so late, there will be many relatives and friends coming to the promotion banquet tomorrow, you don't want to see people with two dark circles under your eyes, right?"

……

At dawn, the Song Mansion began to get busy. The kitchen was preparing food, and the maids and servants carefully cleaned the hall and the left hall.

Even though Song Lingyi had seen the layout of the house last night, she was still surprised when she saw it in the daytime. Is this house with flowers and golden beams and colorful buildings still the ice cave it used to be?

Madam Song finally waited for the day when she could shine. She got up early in the morning with great energy and put on the newly made clothes from Shufangzhai. The golden hairpin on her head changed from wooden chopsticks to a fire stick. The last time she saw someone wearing such a thick golden hairpin was at the birthday party of Minister Lin's mother.

Mrs. Song stood in the front yard giving orders with a smile on her face, sometimes moving the lanterns, sometimes wiping the table.

“Hey, hey, hey!” Madam Song called out to Ah Zhu loudly, “Hurry up, go to the kitchen and see if Ah Zhu’s appetizers are ready!”

Ah Zhu carefully held the antique porcelain that he had just taken out of the storeroom and nodded in response, "I understand, Madam."

He passed by the backyard door and saw Song Lingyi sneaking out. He winked at her, indicating that the mistress was in the front yard.

Song Lingyi understood what she meant, and walked around to the front yard from the other side of the corridor. She came out when Madam Song wasn't paying attention and greeted her: "Greetings, Madam!"

Madam Song stood on the steps, lowered her head and glanced at her, forcing a kind smile on her face, "Lele, you're back so early? Today is not a day off, have you asked for leave from your master?"

"I took a leave yesterday." Song Lingyi replied.

"Just ask for leave and go in quickly. The front yard is very busy with people coming and going. Don't bump into anything. You'll have to go to the door to greet guests when the time comes... Hey, where are you going to take it? Put it in this room!" Madam Song said as she gestured for the maid holding the glass jar with flowers to go to the hall.

Song Lingyi bowed and stepped back

In front of the hall, Song Xianglan and Song Changling were also there, but there was a galaxy between them. Why? They were dressed similarly today, one in a reddish-brown cross-collared skirt with a Ganoderma lucidum pattern, and the other in an orange-red double-breasted skirt with a Ganoderma lucidum pattern, both very bright and colorful.

But they have been secretly competing with each other for many years, so they definitely didn't dress like this on purpose today. Looking at their slightly ugly faces, they probably wore the same clothes.

Today, Song Lingyi was wearing a jade-colored silk skirt with a cloud pattern, and a pale blue long skirt with mud gold underneath. Her black hair was tied up in a bun, and she simply inserted a jade hairpin with very fine water tip, and two gardenia beads made of light green and light white rice beads, which made her look fresh and elegant.

She walked forward with a smile on her face, seemingly greeting the two sisters, but in fact, she was teasing them maliciously: "You two sisters are wearing really beautiful clothes today, they must be new models from Shufangzhai! You two sisters are always generous, no wonder you can buy them all."

Song Changling frowned and glared, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Finally, he rolled his eyes at her, picked up his skirt and walked away without saying a word.

Song Xianglan, on the other hand, felt much happier when she saw her third sister getting angry. "You really know how to make your third sister unhappy." Song Lingyi shrugged lightly. "I didn't do anything."

Song Xianglan straightened her dress and turned around to show it to Song Lingyi. "Look, look, who is prettier, me or her?" She said with half expectation and half threat.

"...... Uh..." Song Lingyi paused, "Of course, Second Sister is prettier. The color of Second Sister's clothes is purer, and the embroidery skills... are amazing!"

Song Xianglan felt relieved now
It doesn’t matter whether we wear the same clothes or not, as long as I look better than Song Changling, that’s enough.

"Hey! That glass vase can't be placed there! You have to..." Mrs. Song walked past them chattering, the golden hairpin on her head shining.

Song Lingyi came close to Song Xianglan and asked, "Madam, is this golden hairpin newly bought? It must be worth a lot of money, right?!"

"No, this golden hairpin was passed down from my grandmother. My mother has kept it in the storehouse. If it weren't for such a big day like today, I'm afraid it would never have the chance to be shown." Song Xianglan said.

No wonder, the style is a bit old-fashioned
But it also suits the lady's mood. She has finally managed to hold her head high in front of her relatives and friends, so she has to take out something to keep the situation under control.

Just as the two sisters were whispering, Song Lingwan also came
She was wearing a silver-red skirt that suited her personality very well, and on her head was the pearl hairpin she bought on the Dragon Boat Festival.

If we say that the two sisters are like the elegant and bright white magnolia, then Song Lingwan is the aloof and noble plum blossom.

Song Lingwan walked towards them with a warm smile, "Good morning, second sister. Why don't you see third sister?"

"She~" Song Xianglan said jokingly in a long tone, "I guess she is in her room choosing clothes to wear today."

Song Lingyi covered her lips and smiled

Song Lingwan was puzzled. When she went to Shufangzhai that day, her third sister specially picked out an orange-red skirt of the popular style in Chang'an. Why would she choose clothes...

It was almost time to welcome guests when Song Changling finally arrived. She had indeed gone back to her room to change her clothes. She had changed into a light blue skirt, which was a new dress made before the Dragon Boat Festival.

The four sisters stood together in front of the hall, as pleasing to the eye as a famous landscape painting.

It was almost time, and Mother Qiu came to say that Mrs. Song asked them to go to the door together to welcome the guests.

The person in charge of welcoming the guests was Master Song. Master Song had given up drinking and sex for a while, and he looked more energetic than before. In addition, he was well dressed, and among the middle-aged men, he was considered handsome.

When Mr. Song saw his little daughter, he smiled in surprise: "Lele, you came back early today."

Song Lingyi forced out a fake smile: "I'm asking for leave. Otherwise, Dad would have picked a good day. None of my colleagues can come, so it saves money for the family!"

"Hehehe" Master Song's smile became uglier and uglier. This little girl was becoming more and more clever. He couldn't afford to provoke her, but he couldn't afford to hide from her.

The first to arrive were the Pang family
My eldest brother-in-law Pang Heng rarely appeared, and he was accompanied by the nanny who had brought my eldest sister home last time. Pang Heng was no different from an ordinary scholar, with an ordinary appearance, a thin body, sunken cheeks, and a rib covered in loose clothes, looking out of place.

After Song Lingyi looked Pang Heng up and down, she concluded that he had a scholarly air, but not much.

(End of this chapter)