Chapter 80 Chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet 1

The post of the chrysanthemum banquet was quickly distributed to various prefectures. Although Xia Chuanyuan's relationship with Ge is rigid, he still cares about Xia Mengning. After all, this daughter is not only smart, but also quite popular with the son of the world.

Xia Mengning used breakfast and went to Yong'an Hall with Jiu'er to welcome him. Now that Xie is ill and Fang is not here, the daily invitation has become a visit to Yong'an Hall.

As soon as I walked around the corner of the garden, I bumped into Xia Mengyou and Xia Mengran, who came from the opposite side.

"Look, isn't this the third lady in the prime minister's mansion? Why didn't she go to Meifang Garden to serve her these days, but turned to her father?"

As soon as Xia Mengyou saw Xia Mengning, she immediately opened her mouth and ridiculed. These days, Xia Chuanyuan stayed in the garden day by day, and the slaves in the house also followed the wind to steer and complimented her. For a moment, she was so proud that she began to walk.

Seeing that Xia Mengning just smiled gently, but didn't say anything, Xia Mengyou continued, "Yes, Dad recognized the right and wrong. He didn't want to be deceived again, and even the status of some people followed, so there was nothing he could do. He rushed to please his father and returned to his original favor."

Xia Mengning looked up at Xia Mengyou, who was chattering, and whispered, "The fourth sister must have copied all the female training that your father punished you a few months ago. In this case, I have to check it. After all, that's what my father personally ordered," she said, and then leaned her head and asked behind her. Xia Mengran: "Fifth sister, don't you think so?"

Xia Mengyou was blocked by these words, and she sighed in her heart how to forget this, even if she couldn't answer.

She picked up Juanpa and covered the corners of her mouth. Xia Mengning also had no intention to quarrel with her. She glanced at the two of them before turning and walking into Yong'an Hall.

As soon as Xia Mengning and Jiuer entered Yong'an Hall, they saw Xia Chuanyuan sitting on the top and looking through the letterhead in his hand. Seeing that all three daughters were coming, they smiled and said, "You are here. It's just right. Dingxi Palace sent someone to send a post. Three days later, it will be an annual chrysanthemum appreciation banquet. At that time, the dignitaries in the capital will go, and you will also follow. Let's see the world."

Xia Mengning's face was pale, but Xia Mengyou was very happy. She walked to Xia Chuanyuan and said, "Dad, that daughter has to wear a new dress so as not to lose face to her father."

Xia Chuanyuan nodded and said to the little six sons beside him, "Go and tell steward Li to find the golden tailor in the west of the city and make clothes for all three ladies."

Xiao Liuzi took the order. Xia Chuanyuan looked at Xia Mengning and asked, "Is your aunt better?"

Xia Meng Ningfu: "If you go back to your father, you will look better and you can eat something. When my aunt told her daughter to say welcome you, she told her father by the way that she is fine, and I hope my father doesn't care about what happened that day."

Xia Mengyou listened and looked at Xia Mengning with contemptuous expression, but she didn't dare to talk casually because of the previous losses.

Xia Chuanyuan nodded, "It's so good. You go back and tell her to relax. The child in her belly is the most important thing."

The four of them talked for a conversation, and the little sixth son came in: "Sir, seamstress Jin, please come here."

Xia Chuanyuan waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, pick a few beautiful materials. It's simply cold these days. It's time to make autumn and winter clothes." The three of them retreated and followed stewer Li to the guest's yard to measure their sizes.

After measuring the size, the gold tailor here ordered his men to take out the cloth he brought and put it on the table. Xia Mengyou's eyes were suddenly dazzled. She happily walked over and stroked the satin on the table and asked with light in his eyes: "These satins are so beautiful. They are all for us. "Is it?"

Xia Mengran stood aside. Although Xia Mengran despised Xia Mengyou's rudeness, like a mountain village woman who had never seen the world, but after all, she was a teenage daughter's family. She saw so many kinds of silk and satin at one time, and unconsciously walked over and reached out and stroked it. You know, when the Fang family was in charge of the prime minister's mansion, However, they have never made new clothes for their commoners according to the season. The new materials sent to the house every year have been made by Xia Mengxi, so that in the end, the girls around Xia Mengning wear better materials than themselves.

"Miss Hui's words, this is the satin newly woven by Suzhou Xiu Niang this year. It uses the best silk thread. This one alone is a hundred taels of silver."

Xia Mengyou opened her mouth in surprise. The cloth of a hundred taels of silver is too luxurious. Thinking of this, she looked at the cloth on the table in a blink of an eye. She couldn't help but be happy and couldn't put it down.

"If you are optimistic about which one, you can choose it. The small one will write it down for you. When the clothes are ready, they will be sent to the house."

Hearing this, Xia Mengyou couldn't help but be happy and crazy. She touched left and right, and felt that any of them were good. Seeing that Xia Mengran was also standing aside and slowly picking them, she couldn't help but feel a sense of superiority rising from the bottom of her heart and said arrogantly, "If I hadn't proposed to my father to make new clothes, how could you pick them up cheaply? Get out of the way. Get out of the way, I'll pick it first."

When Xia Mengran heard this, he lowered his head and withdrew his words.

Seeing the other party's appearance, Xia Mengran was even more proud. He slowly slipped on the cloth with his hands. He only felt that his tentacles were silky, and he was even more unwilling to share these materials with Xia Mengning and Xia Mengran. At the banquet three days later, if he put on such beautiful clothes, he would definitely become For the pursuit of the king and grandsons of the whole capital, my aunt has been so favored by her father these days, and she will definitely marry a Ruyi Langjun in the future.

However, if she gives these materials to the two of them, Xia Mengran herself is not worried and looks ordinary, but the damn Xia Mengning seduced the prince at a young age. If she also goes this time, she will definitely be more popular. No, how can she be like this by a cheap girl? It's over.

Thinking of this, Xia Mengyou couldn't help withdrawing her hand and laughing, "I'm picking around and thinking that these materials are very beautiful. Let's do it." With that, she turned to the golden tailor waiting aside and said, "You just do it according to my size. When I try it on, I don't like which one."

Everyone didn't expect that she could say such a thing. They were all stunned. The seamstress Jin bowed his waist and shouted repeatedly, "This... Wasn't it agreed to make clothes for the three ladies... What's so good..."

Xia Mengran's eyes have been slightly angry, but this is on someone's occasion. She will never lose her temper in front of others. How can the usual ladylike style be seen at this time?

Xia Mengning, who had never spoken, frowned gently at this moment. Ning was arrogant, and even this unknown Xia Mengyou was afraid that the world would not be chaotic. Thinking of this, Xia Mengning's mouth slightly squeezed up. Jiu'er saw it and knew that Miss's action represented She is thinking about some bad things.

"Miss..." Jiu'er whispered to Xia Mengning.

Xia Mengning recovered, and then changed into a smiling posture. She walked over and casually picked up two pieces of ruby red cloth and handed them to the gold tailor. "I'll take these two."

After saying that, she turned around and left. Xia Mengyou was very angry. In her eyes, perhaps two months ago, Xia Mengning was still a person who called for the wind and rain. She didn't dare to offend, but now she has anything better than herself. Now who in the house doesn't know that the seventh aunt is being spoiled? Who is not holding herself, but Xia Mengning still looks at it. I didn't know the limelight and hit the muzzle of the gun.

"Hend, didn't you hear what I said? These are all mine. When the clothes are made, I'll try it and choose for you if you don't like it."

Xia Mengning heard the words and turned her head with a smile, "Oh? Why did the fourth sister say this? Did Dad say that these fabrics were all for you?

With that, he looked up and wink at Xiao Liuzi.

Xiao Liuzi immediately understood and retreated quietly, but Xia Mengyou's attention was all on Xia Mengning. He didn't notice it at all. Now seeing Xia Mengning's attitude, he couldn't help but be angry: "I said mine is mine. Do you still want to grab it?" With an invincible posture, Xia Mengyou finished speaking and took the two pieces of cloth back in front of her eyes and looked at Xia Mengning provocatively.

Xia Mengning smiled softly and bent her eyebrows, "Since the fourth sister likes it so much, I'll give it to you." With that, he turned around and nodded to the seamstress Jin, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

The seamstress Jin hurriedly bowed and waved his hand repeatedly.

After saying these words, Xia Mengning turned around and left. Xia Mengyou continued to appreciate the material proudly and didn't know that she had been trapped by others.

Back to Zhuzhiyuan, Xia Mengning asked Zhulian, "Is the fetal medicine for my aunt ready?"

Zhulian answered, "Put it on the stove warmly. Miss, are you going to your fourth aunt now?"

Xia Mengning didn't answer. She looked through the book for a while, but she couldn't read it at all. She only thought about why she ordered the chrysanthemum banquet in the Western Royal Palace, but Changsun Yun didn't tell herself as if she had evaporated from the world. In previous years, the chrysanthemum appreciation banquets only invited people with noble status, such as the Prime Minister's Mansion, which was taken by the Fang family to Xia Mengxi. I don't know. Why did you change your strategy this year? Xia Mengning wondered if something had happened. Unfortunately, she could only sit here and think dryly, but she couldn't know one or two of them.

"Okay, you take the medicine. Let's go together." With that, Xia Mengning simply cleaned up her hair, took apart the bun behind her head, took the plain mahogany hairpin and pulled a loose bun for herself. She casually changed into a moon-white skirt and goose-yellow sweater at home, and then went to Meifang Garden with Zhulian.

Guerkats's body became heavy day by day. Xia Mengning went to give her a needle every day, which not only diluted the side effects of green fruits in her body, but also helped her calm down.

After applying the needle, when Xia Mengning returned to the bamboo garden, it was already a bright moon. When she walked through the lotus pond, Xia Mengning said, "You go back first. I want to stay here for a while."

Zhulian looked at it and nodded, "I'm going to wait for the lady in the back."

Xia Mengning didn't answer and walked to the edge of the pond with her skirt. The last time she was here, it was also at night. That time, she put her hope on Changsun Yun, and she was not disappointed. She not only did not die, but also knocked down Fang's mother and daughter.

"A lonely moon, two lines of clear light and shadow.

I know that you don't mean it, but it's a concubine's feelings.

The flowering period is separated from each other, and there is no wish.

If it is relative again, talk to yourself until dawn.

Xia Mengning gently opened her lips and thought leisurely. She remembered that when she came, it was still early spring and March, and the lotus did not bloom. After experiencing these things, it was already autumn. The lotus had already bloomed. When she came here twice, it was not related to the flowering period.

Looking at the bare pond under the moon, Xia Mengning didn't know why, and suddenly sighed in her heart. A heartfelt poem blurted out. The soft voice floated in the quiet night, with constant mourning in the haze. The night wind blew gently, as if there was infinite pity, and she wanted to keep this instant. The lost light and shadow can't bear to be blown away on the horizon.