It turned out that something went wrong while the Crown Princess was hosting a banquet, and it had already reached the ears of her family.
The Crown Princess is in the East Palace, and those female relatives bathing in the big pool cannot vent their anger in the East Palace!
So, everyone tried their best to go to the Crown Princess's natal home.
Those who had previously promised her mother-in-law to attend the banquet... all replied, saying they couldn't come!
Those who invited her family to attend the banquet... also sent posts one after another, saying that the time had been changed and asking them not to come!
When the time will be changed, he won’t say.
If one or two families are like this, then there is no problem.
The point is, most of the aristocrats in Kyoto are like this—then that’s a big problem!
The princess's mother-in-law panicked and hurried to inquire.
What's going on at home?
Offended more than half of the nobles in Kyoto in one fell swoop?
It's okay if you don't ask, but when you ask... my mother-in-law will be furious to death!
My daughter who was educated by my own family can’t even hold a banquet!
Stealing guests from guests at the banquet!
Let the man sneak in!
Even the Crown Princess's mother was severely scolded by her father, her grandfather, and her grandmother.
Then, there was the letter that made the Crown Princess so angry that her ankles sprained.
The Crown Princess, who originally wanted to steal the spotlight at various New Year banquets... now had to stay in confinement to recuperate.
You can't see the prince for at least a month...
…
It is different from the princess who stays in the palace, eats fast and chants Buddha's name.
Taking advantage of the momentum, Wen Jin's "School" has already hung up a plaque and started a trial operation.
The advertisement was well done at the Crown Princess's banquet.
There were free "trial classes" for the first three days, and they were fully booked on the first day.
Most of the female relatives who went to the banquet that day sent people.
Wen Jin bought the tea shop next to the shop and used it as the teaching place of Yingxiang Academy.
The tea shop has a good environment and is easy to redecorate.
Wen Jin initially had three private rooms opened as classrooms.
Unexpectedly, there were too many people and the classroom could not fit in.
The classroom had to be located in the lobby on the first floor.
The original platform for storytellers to tell stories was Yingxiang's ready-made platform.
Word of mouth spread, and even more people came the next day!
The three-day trial class has not yet been completed, and more than half of the people have already signed up for the "formal course."
Formal courses cost fifty taels per person, with thirty classes, one class every two days.
When the course started for the first time, Wen Jin received tuition fees totaling fifteen thousand taels.
"Oh my God! Is it so profitable to teach classes?"
Yingxiang's eyes widened in disbelief.
Is it more profitable to run a school club than to be an oiran?
Wen Jin said, "These five hundred taels are for you. If you prepare any teaching aids on weekdays, you can report it to the shopkeeper."
Yingxiang took the five hundred taels of silver notes and burst into tears.
"Why are you still crying? You are an oiran, why do you look like you have never seen money?" Fengchun laughed at her.
Yingxiang wiped away her tears, "Don't say five hundred taels, I've seen five thousand taels before... but that's different!
"That money is humiliating! This money is hard to get!"
"Princess! Don't go back to eat today! Give me a chance! I'm treating you!"
Yingxiang was very excited and wanted to set up a table no matter what.
There were no outsiders, and it was such a cold day. Wen Jin suggested that everyone eat pot together.
Wen Jin returned to the palace to pick up his son.
Fengchun and Yingxiang went to Yingxiang's small courtyard to prepare the charcoal hot pot and ingredients.
Garment shops also closed early.
The shopkeeper and three boys came to Yingxiang's small courtyard to help.
When Wen Jin arrived with Wen Yu, they put the pots on the table.
The bottom of the butter red soup pot that Pinellia ternata specially brought from the Wang Mansion.
"The bottom of this butter pan is very fragrant. I'm sure you'll be talking about it for the rest of your life after eating it!" Fengchun said while swallowing his saliva.
As soon as the butter soup base is boiled, it emits a rich aroma.
"Oh, this soup base is so fragrant!" The boy couldn't hold his breath and immediately swallowed his saliva.
There are three pots in total.
Wen Jin and Wen Yu share a pot.
For the rest, men have one pot and women have one pot.
"Hi ha! Spicy! So delicious!"
It was the first time for the shopkeeper and the boy to eat the red oil hot pot. They were crazy spicy.
While breathing heavily, he fished and ate like crazy.
The pot on Wen Jin's side is a specially made mandarin duck pot. Wen Yu doesn't like spicy food, so the one made for him is a tomato pot.
Wen Jin got him a plate, but his son was nowhere to be seen.
"Yu'er? Yu'er!"
Wen Jin looked back for his son, only to see three little tabby cats.
The two are real cats, one on each side, held by Wen Yu in his arms.
The third one is Wen Yu, who scratched the cat and turned into a little girl.
"Mom, the cat is so cute!" Wen Yu hugged the cat and sat at the table.
Wen Jin looked at the two cats and felt they looked familiar...
"This is……"
"The princess gave the slave family a home! Therefore, the slave family took them back!"
Yingxiang's face was filled with steam from eating, her mouth was even red from the spicy food, but her smile was extraordinarily pure and satisfied.
Wen Jin remembered the two little strays outside her eldest brother's house when she met Yingxiang.
I didn’t expect to have grown up so much! It's so tough!
"Help!"
"Sister Yingxiang, save me!"
"Help!"
The people in the room were eating lively around the three pots.
There were rapid knocks on the door and frightened shouts from outside.
If it weren't for Ban Xia Fengchun's sharp ears, the shouting would have been drowned out by the bustle in the room.
"Shh-"
"Someone shouted for help!"
The room fell silent.
"Help!" The girl's voice came clearly from outside the yard.
People in the room stood up one after another.
Banxia had already rushed to open the door.
The door creaked.
A thin girl, wearing only a thin skirt in the cold weather, fell in.
"Eh? Girl!"
As soon as Banxia caught the girl, she heard someone shouting in the distance, "Over there! Don't let her run away!"
"Sister, save me! Save me!"
Banxia helped the person in and closed the door.
"Why are you wearing so little?" Fengchun stepped forward quickly and put his cloak on the woman.
The woman is slender and thin, with a slightly pointed chin. She wears exquisite makeup and her hair is a bit messy, but it is not difficult to see that it was previously a beautiful and delicate bun.
But the hairpin is either crooked or lost.
She also lost one of her shoes, and her bare foot was already bleeding.
"What's going on?" Wen Jin asked with a frown.
"Sister Yingxiang, please, help me..." Before the little girl could finish speaking, she rolled her eyes and fainted.
"Hel the person in first."
As soon as Wen Jin finished speaking, there was another knock on the door.
"Open the door!"
"Open the door quickly!"
"We have seen it! People entered this courtyard!"
"Hand over the person! That woman is the girl from Baihualou! Hand over the person quickly!"
The banging on the door became louder and louder, and there was a strong gesture of tearing down the door.
"Drive people away," Wen Jin said.
"I have the order!" Banxia clasped her fists.
"If you don't open the door, we'll hit you!"
Banxia yanked the door open, and the big man outside almost ran into her arms.
"Fengchun, close the door!" Banxia said outside the door.
"Ho! What a handsome cold beauty!"
The big man outside the door touched his chin and looked up and down Banxia as if appreciating the goods.
"It's not impossible to use you against that chick..."
The big man reached out to touch Banxia's face!
