playful peasant girl

Chapter 133
The peony red robe was embroidered with clusters of flowers, and the ink-splashed black satin was tied casually with only a cinnabar-colored headband, showing a more romantic mood.

Although Xia Lan couldn't bear to look directly and covered her eyes, Feng Yang was too dazzling today, so she couldn't help but look at him more.

Really, Feng Yang can handle such a bright red color, and it's not too abrupt, Xia Lan couldn't help thinking to himself again.

Zhanjiang Prince's Mansion is very lively today, the carriages that came to the banquet lined up in two alleys, which is really high profile.

Xia Lan's carriage couldn't get away since it entered Xiangning Lane, and it took two quarters of an hour to stop and go before seeing the gate of Zhanjiang Prince's Mansion from a distance.

"Master Sun's Mansion of Longchang Mansion has arrived and presented him with a statue of the Golden Bodhisattva",
"The master of the Wu family in Nanning has arrived, and I will give you a pair of blue and white bone porcelain from the Banzhang Jing Kiln, which is like spring in all seasons",
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From far away, the voice of Zhanjiang Prince's Mansion singing the gift list can be heard, the words are correct and round, and it is very lively.

Today Xia Lan came to the banquet in the identity of Qingfu Tsing Yi, Feng Yang was one step behind Xia Lan because of his status as the "big steward" and took the congratulatory gift he bought earlier.

"I've always heard that Mr. Feng Yang, the chief steward of Qingfu in Linzhou Prefecture, likes red clothes. I wonder if it's you, sir?" The steward of the royal palace who greeted the ceremony looked at Feng Yang, who was wearing red clothes in front of him, and asked, but his eyes were firm.

"This is Feng Yang, come with Qing Yi, my master of the Qing Mansion, and a lucky fish is more than enough to show respect to the lord." Feng Yang handed the brocade box to the servants of the Wang Mansion, and entered with Xia Lan.

The area of ​​the Wangfu is huge, even with the guides leading the way, Xia Lan still got a little lost and turned around several corridors before arriving at the flower hall of the Wangfu.

There were already many people sitting in the flower hall, the boy who led the way saluted King Zhanjiang and reported the identities of Xia Lan and Feng Yang and left.

Originally Xia Lan came here neither early nor late, right in the middle of the time, the least conspicuous.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yang's peony-colored robe was so gorgeous that it attracted the attention of many guests, and he was following a woman. All the people present were men regardless of their age. This abruptness attracted the attention of many people. .

All of a sudden, most of the guests present were attracted by Feng Yang and Xia Lan, and the noisy flower hall also dropped a few decibels.

Seeing so many people's eyes focused on this side, Xia Lan felt somewhat uncomfortable, but she was not stage frightened either.

He went to the honorable seat and saluted without being humble, and said pleasantly, "Qingyi of Linzhou Qingfu pays homage to the lord, and Qingfu is fortunate to be invited by the lord to come to the banquet."

The master of Qingfu is actually a woman?The guests who have business relationship with Qingfu have already whispered among themselves, many of them know the red clothes Fengyang, but the Qingyi of Qingfu is just a stranger, let alone heard of it.

Chu Yunxiao looked at Xia Lan who was wearing a veil in front of him, his expression remained unchanged, "Oh, you are the master of Qingfu?"

Chu Yunxiao seemed to be asking questions when he spoke, but without the slightest emotional tone, Xia Lan really couldn't guess his meaning.

Since there is no way to guess, then stand still, after all, it will only be a banquet, and nothing will happen, not to mention that this is the first contact between Qingfu and Zhanjiangwangfu, so there is no special taboo.

"The girl of the people is exactly that," Xia Lan answered honestly, also calmly, braking with stillness, and responding to all changes with the same.

(End of this chapter)