bayedsolid Chapter 447 Attending the Palace Banquet with a Mission
Chapter 447 Attending the Palace Banquet with a Mission
"Anyone who dares to covet my daughter, I'll tear them apart!" Wen Qilin's voice drifted in before he even entered the courtyard.
"Mom, Dad's back!" Wenwen turned and ran out the door.
I saw my father and elder brother walking towards me, looking travel-worn.
"Father, elder brother—"
"Uncle and elder brother are back!"
The people inside greeted each other.
"Alright, we'll talk about it in detail in the car later."
Madam Ren urged the father and son to hurry up and get ready, "You two should quickly wash off the dust and change your clothes, so as not to be late."
“Mother, when we entered the city, we saw that the road to the palace was packed with people, a whole row of carriages stopped in their tracks. Luckily, we all rode back on horseback, otherwise we would still be stuck at the city gate at this hour. I reckon the road won’t be open for a while,” Wen Chengjian said.
"Huh? Traffic jam?"
Madam Ren frowned, then said, "No matter how much they block it, they can't block the street in front of our house. As long as we leave home at the designated time, it will be considered a sign of solemnity. We can't be too casual when entering the palace. Otherwise, if we leave late, people will spread some unpleasant rumors about us."
"What remarks?"
Wen Qilin asked in a deep voice, "What? It's only been a short time, and you've already made enemies in the capital?"
"Yes, I've made an enemy!"
Madam Ren feigned displeasure and said through gritted teeth, "It's all because our girls and boys are too outstanding. They haven't married into any families in the capital, and they've offended quite a few people! What can we do? I just don't want to be related to them by marriage. These people just give me dirty looks every time I take a step. It's exhausting just looking at them."
"Hahaha." Everyone in the room burst into laughter.
"Let her be tired, she likes to glare, she likes to roll her eyes, whatever, we don't care."
Wen Qilin tugged at Wen Chengjian's arm, "Big Brother, let's go, let's get ready!"
After saying this, the father and son turned and went into the washroom, with the steward and his eldest son following behind.
......
At the same time, Ye made the same remarks about Wen Qiyuan and his son Wen Chengbin.
"Erlang, what are you whispering about with your sister? Hurry up and go with your father to get ready, don't be late."
Madam Ye reached out and pulled Wenyi over. Seeing her daughter's face, which was a little angry and a little shy, she asked, "What's wrong? Did your second brother scold you?"
"Mother, my second brother didn't scold me."
Wenyi said through gritted teeth, "My second brother said that my fake husband is very skilled in hand techniques, but he can never quite grasp the art of detaching from one's body. He told me to urge him to practice more in the future."
Ye raised an eyebrow and said gently, "Oh, if you want to supervise, then supervise. It won't hurt to practice more. If you really don't want to, then don't. Young man, you should handle your own affairs, right?"
"Mom, oh dear, I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going to find my sisters." Wenyi stamped her foot and turned to leave.
......
The family packed up quickly and left home just in time.
The carriage of the General Protector of the Nation's Mansion left the mansion gate and turned onto the Imperial City Avenue. Before long, it was stuck in traffic.
Wenwen, who was riding in a carriage with a group of sisters, was holding Wenqing's two braids in her hands and muttering, "Isn't this road quite wide? At least three or four carriages can pass side by side, right? How come it's so congested?"
“Sister, today half of the high-ranking officials’ carriages are on the streets. How can there not be a traffic jam?” Wenqing said, tilting her head.
"Oh, Sister Qing, how did you know that half of the high-ranking officials in the capital attended the palace banquet today?"
"That's what the teacher said in class, hehehe." Wenqing covered her mouth and chuckled.
"Huh? Your teacher talks about these things in class?"
"Tell me, the teacher also told us that after attending the palace banquet, we have to write a two-hundred-word reflection and also draw a picture!" Wen Qing counted on her fingers.
"Oh my! So Sister Qing is attending the palace banquet on a mission!"
Wenwen said with an exaggerated expression, "Then we sisters must protect you well today! We absolutely cannot let our little genius go hungry or tired."
"Hehehe, then Qing'er thanks all the beautiful ladies here." The little girl said playfully.
"Haha, you have a sweet tongue!"
For a moment, the sound of the sisters laughing and joking filled the vehicle.
Perhaps because it was different from the dullness of other people's carriages, the Wen family felt that the time passed quickly, even though the journey to the palace was blocked for an hour.
The carriage arrived at the palace gate, and the women followed the welcoming maids into the palace.
Upon arriving at the main hall, the three ladies of the Wen family—Lady Ren, Lady Ye, and Lady Wei—were immediately pulled aside by the ladies of other families in the hall to speak with them.
This was the first time the Wen family had attended a palace banquet since becoming a newly wealthy and powerful family in the capital. In any case, being able to attend a palace banquet was an honor bestowed by the Emperor.
"Xia'er, take good care of your younger sisters." Madam Ren said this with concern, then turned to become familiar with the ladies around her.
Without the adults' supervision, Wenxia led her younger sisters to a side hall filled with young girls.
It was still early before the palace banquet, so those who arrived early were arranged to wait in this main hall.
At this time, snacks and pastries are available in each of the side halls and corridors.
Being a child, Wenqing's eyes lit up when she saw so many pastries, and she swallowed hard.
"Sister, I've never seen so many of these pastries before!" Wenqing said in a crisp voice.
Although the Wen family also has pastries on a daily basis, the variety and style can't compare to those in the imperial palace. There are at least dozens of varieties here, dazzling and mouthwatering.
"Sister, can I eat this?" Wenqing asked.
"Yes, but you can only eat a little bit of each thing. You can't be greedy."
Wenwen looked at the older sisters beside her and said, "If you can't finish it, your sisters will help you share the burden."
So Wenqing walked to the middle of the flower hall, took a small plate, and filled it with a lot of pastries.
As she carried the pastries pastry pastry through a doorway and around a corner, a foot suddenly stretched out across her.
Wen Qing's first reaction was to fight back, thinking that she wouldn't be Wen if she didn't kick this foot to pieces. Suddenly, she remembered what the teacher had said in class about restraining one's sharpness. After hesitating, she fell to the ground. The little girl even knew to use an illusion. The moment she touched the ground, her spiritual power protected her elbows and knees, so she didn't feel any pain. However, it didn't stop her from making a sound, nor did it stop her from doing some tricks on herself.
boom!
Click!
Everyone watched as a little girl fell to the ground, the plate in her hand shattered, and the pastries on the plate were scattered all over the floor.
"Hahaha, you fell flat on your face! Good fall! Wonderful fall! You fell so hard! My legs are the best, I can block one down and throw one down with one hit!" A rich boy with a jade pendant hanging from his waist shouted smugly.
"Did you trip me?" Wen Qing asked fiercely, lying on the ground and raising her head.
The boy stood with his hands on his hips, arrogant and shameless, saying, "Yes, it was me. I'm the one who tripped you. What can you do about it?"
After saying that, he made a face at Wen Qing.
"It's good that you admit it," Wen Qing said through gritted teeth.
As soon as she finished speaking, Wenqing reached out and quickly grabbed the boy's leg, pulling him hard.
boom!
The boy's chubby body collapsed directly in front of Wen Qing.
In the blink of an eye, Wen Qing raised her fist and delivered a speech.