the next day.
Early in the morning, the gate of the Marquis Mansion was opened, there were a few cars and horses, and few people.
Mrs. Fu and Marquis Xuanwei were waiting at the gate with Fu Wenzhang and Fu Wenci.
They want to welcome the guests who come to congratulate them.
After waiting for half an hour, very few people came, mostly close relatives at home.
Then he sent away a man with a smiling face, who had clearly accepted the post, but only sent a butler to deliver the congratulatory gift.
Fu Wenzhang's face was gloomy, "Don't wait. If you wait any longer, you will miss the time for the Hairpin Banquet!"
Fu Wenci also said: "It would be unlucky to delay the time when my family seeks the master to ask for it carefully."
Marquis Xuanwei curled his lips and sneered: "There are only so many people here, how can it be said that it will give you a lot of face?"
"Shut up and wait." Mrs. Fu straightened her shoulders and looked elegant. "Those who don't come... huh, they will regret it soon."
…
Lingchan was wearing a solemn dress with a gorgeous head and face. A large group of maids were surrounding her in front of and behind her, holding up her skirt and sleeves.
A large group of people went out in a quiet and orderly manner, nervously and silently, and found that the banquet hall was even quieter.
The guests were sparse and deserted, and the few who came sat awkwardly in the corner, not speaking, only drinking tea in silence. The admirers of the hairpin banquet, the guest of honor and other noble ladies looked at Lingchan awkwardly and politely, as if they regretted accepting Mrs. Fu's invitation.
Guanqin gritted his teeth and looked angry.
Lingchan smiled, walked over without changing her expression, and said, "Good day, ladies. Since the time has come, let's get started."
The guest of honor looked at the slim girl in front of him, who was neither arrogant nor arrogant, and sighed deeply in his heart.
The child is a good child, but her background...sigh.
…
The hair-raising ceremony began as scheduled. Ling Chan sat behind the fragrant wood table. There were various ritual vessels and jade bowls filled with fragrant dew on the table.
Behind her, the guest of honor was holding a wooden comb and gently combing her hair.
The guests in the audience looked sad, and no one paid attention to the ancient rituals going on on the stage.
The door to the Marquis Mansion suddenly opened.
The Yulin guards in silver and white armor rushed in, and the eunuch wearing a complementary red robe walked in tremblingly.
He held two bright yellow scrolls in his hands.
This is an imperial edict!
In the spacious courtyard, a few guests and many people knelt on the ground.
The great eunuch unfolded the imperial edict in his hand and read out in a loud voice: "...the relationship between Fu's eldest daughter and the third son of the emperor has broken down...the engagement is cancelled!"
The guests were turning pale and cursing secretly. Fu Wenzhang and Fu Wenci looked worriedly at the girl who came out of the crowd and lowered her eyes to accept the order.
Her figure was slender, her back straight, and her thin white palms held the imperial edict firmly without any trembling or fear.
The eunuch squinted at the girl in front of him, smiled politely, opened another volume of imperial edict, cleared his throat, and read aloud: "By God's blessing, the emperor's edict says: The daughter of Fu's family is fragrant and jade-carved, and has a beautiful and beautiful heart. , well-educated, elegant and dignified..."
Different from the simple and straightforward text in the previous volume, this imperial edict uses a large number of words to describe Lingchan, praising her character and boasting of her beauty.
It is far different from Emperor Qianhua's direct and rough style, which is never sloppy.
Everyone knelt on the ground, ranging from fear to shock to confusion to numbness. They listened to the great eunuch reciting a string of beautiful words that was as long as a stick of incense, and finally reached the point:
"The emperor is pleased with her... He specially summons her to the palace, makes her a noble concubine, and gives her the title of Chen..."
Summon Ling Chan into the palace! Canonize the position of imperial concubine! The title is still extremely noble, a metaphor for the emperor's "Chen"!
Marquis Xuanwei couldn't tell whether it was excitement or fear. His body trembled, he couldn't kneel down and fell to the ground in a panic.
But the elder eunuch, who always had his eyes set high above his head, did not rebuke him. Instead, he smiled and asked the younger eunuch to help him up, teasing him in a friendly manner, "Look how happy the Marquis is! Don't worry, you have such a good daughter." , your good days are yet to come!”
The chief eunuch drank a cup of tea, said a few auspicious words to Lingchan, and left with a majestic imperial decree.
Lingchan held two volumes of bright yellow imperial edicts in her hands. She looked back at the guests with different expressions, her expression calm, as if nothing could make her have any unnecessary expression.
She smiled calmly and said: "The hairpin ceremony continues, I haven't added the hairpin yet."
After Lingchan sat back on the wooden desk, she still folded her hands on her legs, straightened her back, and lowered her head slightly, calmly.
The guests below, the admirers behind him, and even the waiters coming and going all changed their appearance.
The guests wished they could burst into laughter, and their words were full of compliments and congratulations to Lingchan. Several of the masters surrounding Xuanwei Hou Mansion were full of praise.
The liker behind her moved softer. She changed her quiet demeanor just now and kept talking to Lingchan with a smile. All kinds of festive remarks came out as if they were free of charge.
The waiters coming and going also lost their quiet look just now, and everyone had a smile on their face.
The air is filled with joy.
After the hairdressing ceremony was over, and Lingchan was dressed in fine clothes and thanking the guests one by one, there was a knock on the door of the Hou Mansion.
Many people accepted the post but only asked the servants to come; some people who had received the post did not want to come at all; and there were also people who had nothing to do with it and had not been invited at all, and all came to the door carrying gifts.
Mrs. Fu urgently set up the evacuated tables, so she could entertain so many people.
Lingchan was surrounded by noble ladies. One praised her dress for being beautiful, another said that her hairpin was exquisite, and another praised her for her unique makeup.
The ladies also crowded over and praised Lingchan with smiles.
Lingchan smiled politely, but before she could answer the question, the guest of honor holding her arm next to her said, "It's true! I've been watching this child all day, and I can't find anything wrong with this child's etiquette! He really has etiquette engraved in his bones. Where are the people!”
"This kid looks stable!"
"It would be great if our arrogant monkey had half the demeanor of Miss Fu!"
The system was speechless by the two faces of these people, [What's going on with these people? 】
[Where is the integrity of the family? What about the noble character? Where is the pride of a high official? They really look like the emperor's licking dogs! 】
[As for what? As for that? As for that? As for that? Isn’t he just a tyrant? Look how scared they are! ...Is Emperor Qianhua really that vicious? 】
The system really doesn't understand it.
Lingchan tapped her palms and suddenly asked: [How did Emperor Qianhua die? 】
According to the timeline of the original work, in five or six years, King An will fight the prince for the throne. Judging from the current control of Emperor Qianhua over the entire country, unless he is dead, the prince and King An will never dare to jump. so tall.
【……I have no idea. ] The system, which claims to be omniscient and omnipotent, felt a little guilty. He whispered: [The original work is just a vulgar romance novel. It basically only revolves around King An and Lingchan. The power struggle is not mentioned at all. Emperor Qianhua is A borderline passerby... I have no way of knowing things that are not written in the original work. 】
