While Lu Fei was bathing, Yu Xin saw the new poem on the table. She looked at it and said, "Young Master, is this poem written by you?"
Lu Fei nodded and said, "It can be considered so."
Yu Xin said, "Can I pick it up and take a look?"
Lu Fei said, "Of course you can."
Yu Xin shyly shook her head and said, "Young Master is the first."
Lu Fei put on his clothes and said, "Get someone to remove the water bucket."
Yu Xin immediately went out to do it. After a while, someone removed the water bucket. Lu Fei saw that Yu Xin was still at the same spot and said, "Go back and sleep. There's nothing here."
"Okay." Yu Xin's face showed a disappointed expression and turned to go out.
Lu Fei shook his head and went to bed. The next morning, Yu Xin sent over a cotton robe. It was still bestowed by Young Master Wang Jing. Lu Fei felt a little flattered. At noon, Wang Jing invited Lu Fei for lunch. Lu Fei knew that Lu Fei wanted to talk about literature with him. However, Lu Fei was a martial artist and did not know anything about literature. After arriving at Wang Jing's room, the two chatted while eating. Lu Fei tried his best to talk about what he had seen and heard, or the strange things of the 21st century. It actually attracted Wang Jing. For a moment, Wang Jing forgot to ask about other things. In the blink of an eye, noon had passed. Wang Jing saw that it was time for lunch and did not ask Lu Fei anymore. He stood up and said, "I originally wanted to consult Mr Lu on some matters of grammar. I didn't expect to be attracted by Mr Lu's erudition. Today is the Hungry Ghost Festival. At night, Father will host a banquet at home. At that time, I plan to bring Mr Lu along. I wonder what Mr Lu thinks? "
Lu Fei said, "Naturally, I will comply with Young Master's wishes."
After Lu Fei returned to his room, he hurriedly pulled out some books from the bookshelf to cram in. Otherwise, if someone were to ask about the most basic things, he was afraid that he would lose face.
Lu Fei kept reading until the sky turned dark. Yu Xin came to call him to set off. Only then did Lu Fei put down the book and changed into the clothes bestowed by Wang Jing. He thought to himself that literature was also endlessly wondrous. He followed Yu Xin out of the room and asked, "Who's attending today's banquet?"
Yu Xin said, "Today, Lord Heavenly King and all the young masters and young ladies will gather in one place. However, I heard that Lord Wang might go to the palace to attend the banquet. Hence, Eldest Young Master will be in charge."
The two of them chatted as they walked. Lu Fei thought that Diao Chan would probably attend as well. After all, how could such a beautiful person not show her face?
Yu Xin suddenly said, "Oh right, Young Master Lu, I read yesterday's poem to Miss Diao Chan at noon today. Her reaction seemed to be very big."
Lu Fei asked curiously, "How did it react?"
Yu Xin thought for a while and said, "Anyway, her appearance was very strange. Later on, she even used me."
At this time, they had already arrived at Wang Yun's courtyard. There were two guards standing at the door. The guards seemed to know Yu Xin and did not stop her. Yu Xin kept bringing Lu Fei into the hall and sat down at a seat. Lu Fei discovered that there were already many people in the hall at this time, divided into two sides of the hall and sitting cross-legged in front of their own small table. Li Xing sat not far away. However, it seemed that his position was not very good and was at the end of the row. Instead, it was Lu Fei who sat at the front. He thought to himself that if Wang Jing had the final say in this place, his seat would naturally be decided by him.
No one had appeared at the seat of honor. However, most of the people in the hall had arrived. Lu Fei discovered that the people opposite him were all martial arts experts while his row was full of scholars. He thought to himself that the eldest and the youngest were clearly separated. Could it be that there was already a gap between the two? At this time, two women walked into the hall together. Both of them were tall and had good looks. One was delicate and lovable while the other was swift and decisive, looking rather valiant. Lu Fei guessed that this valiant woman was Wang Yun's daughter and was the Second Young Miss that Yu Xin mentioned. The other woman should be their Eldest Young Miss.
The two of them walked straight to the two sides of the high platform and sat down. It seemed that the middle seat was Situ Wang Yun's seat. Then, Diao Chan walked in with a pipa in her arms and sat beside the two Young Misses. Wang Yun had recognized her as his goddaughter, so her position was naturally not low.
Lu Fei thought that since Diao Chan had messed up this time, Wang Yun would still recognize her as his goddaughter. Either Wang Yun was magnanimous or there was a conspiracy. The "Qianji Pearl" was very likely in Wang Heng's hands.
Lu Fei did not dare to look at Diao Chan for fear that she would recognize him. However, the other people in the hall seemed to be enjoying it. Many people were either secretly looking at her or looking at her without restraint. In short, everyone was infatuated with Diao Chan. However, it seemed that the Second Young Miss did not like Diao Chan very much. When Diao Chan passed by, she glared at her fiercely.
Diao Chan ignored her and sat on the other side of the Eldest Young Miss. The Eldest Young Miss was very kind to her and the two of them chatted from time to time.
Just as the hall was bustling with noise, Wang Jing and Wang Heng walked in. Wang Jing walked straight to the seat of honor and sat down. He said, "Father has gone to the palace to attend the banquet at the Emperor's request. Therefore, Father will not be coming tonight."
Everyone was silent, but they were very happy. They secretly thought that it was better that Situ Wang was not here. Everyone could party to their heart's content. Most of the people sitting here were the Wang Residence's retainers.
Wang Jing said some polite words and then asked people to start serving the food and wine. Then, there were singing and dancing girls who came to perform. It was nothing more than a performance about the Lantern Festival. Everyone was full and the performance was over. Wang Jing suddenly said, "A few days ago, Third Young Brother specially arranged a sword dance performance. Everyone can enjoy it."
Wang Heng smiled slightly and clapped his hands. Immediately, four people walked in from outside. Each of them held a sword that was used for the performance. Under these circumstances, they were not allowed to bring a sword to the banquet. After all, Situ Wang had enemies in the imperial court. They had to prevent people from sneaking into the Wang Residence to assassinate him.
Lu Fei saw that the leading middle-aged man had a dignified aura. His martial arts were relatively high. The martial arts of the other three people behind him were average.
The four people walked into the banquet hall and bowed to Wang Jing and the others. Then, they began to perform. Lu Fei realized that the other three people were just there to serve as a foil. The main thing was that the middle-aged man was performing his swordsmanship. This person's swordsmanship was really impressive. When he performed his sword dance, it was as natural as moving clouds and flowing water. His moves were swift and fierce and had a murderous aura. This was a unique aura that only someone who had killed many people would have. Lu Fei thought that this person had either been a soldier or was a demon who killed people without batting an eye.
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