Chapter 101

"Great!" Feng Tingting is as happy as a child. She pulls Fang Jingrong to the dresser, opens her jewelry box, points to some beautiful hairpins inside and says, "ah Rong, my aunt is recovering from a serious illness. Can you help me see which hairpin I take today?"

Fang Jingrong was stunned. He really didn't know much about women's things. Just looking at his aunt's expectant eyes, he couldn't bear to refuse. He pointed to a hairpin in the box and said, "this pink one looks very good."

"Yes, my aunt will wear this hairpin today!" Feng Tingting said, pushing Fang Jingrong to leave: "ah Rong, you also quickly go to prepare. Later, we'll see you in the back garden."

The door behind him is closed, and Fang Jingrong is relieved. He doesn't know whether it's wrong or right to attend the spring banquet of the princess. He has never seen the little prince in the palace these days. He occasionally hears the little girl talking in the palace, and then he knows that the little prince has been away from the palace for more than two or three months.

Fang Jingrong felt relieved when he didn't see the little prince. When he was injured, it was said that the princess had found him a doctor. Taking advantage of the spring banquet, it was just an opportunity to thank the princess for her kindness.

In the back garden, several servant girls are busy for the spring feast.

For today's spring feast, the two masters in the kitchen of the palace got up early and began to be busy. They made seven or eight kinds of exquisite cakes, fruits and tea.

The pavilions and galleries where the spring banquet is held have been cleaned by several maids from early morning to now. The galleries are covered with colorful lanterns for decoration, which adds a bit of vitality to the spring banquet.

In order to hold the spring banquet, the royal guards set up a stage in the back garden before dawn. They invited not only the best troupe in Shunjing, but also the famous painter Du Zhaohua.

It's said that although Du Zhaohua is one in twenty, he is good at painting. He is proficient in all kinds of landscapes and figures. Moreover, his paintings have sold for thousands of taels of silver in Shunjing.

Feng Tingting has long heard that there is such a painter in Shunjing. It is said that he is extremely ugly and often covers his face with a mask.

But I've never seen him before. I just heard that Du Zhaohua is proud and arrogant. Every year, he paints only three paintings to keep improving. This time, the princess can move him. It's really rich and powerful.

As soon as the troupe left, the guards quickly brought up a long table, a set of four treasures of the study and a soft cushion. After everything was ready, a man in red, with a delicate mask of his own characteristics, walked slowly up the middle of the stage.

The man was wearing a mask and his hair was tightly tied up with a red hair band. Every step, the hair band on his head was dancing with the wind. Although he was a man, his feet were as light and agile as a woman.

Look at this charm, it's no doubt Du Zhaohua.

Du Zhaohua sat down, but he was not in a hurry to draw. He closed his eyes, as if he was waiting for someone.

But a moment later, I heard footsteps at the other end of the corridor. As soon as they looked back, they saw a white jade court in white clothes, coming towards the pavilion.

The wind blows to the Yi que, and the white jade court is even more astonishing than Du Zhaohua.

Bai Yuting sat down next to Qi Jiao. Fang Jingrong was sitting in a place not far away from him. Just now, for a moment, he seemed to see Bai Ziyan in Bai Yuting. He was born with pride and noble spirit, and had an irresistible pressure.

After the white jade court was seated, Du Zhaohua began to write. The servant girls and bodyguards who were waiting by were stunned. How did Zhaohua know that the prince was coming to the spring banquet? Seeing the attitude of the princess just now, she knew that it was unexpected that the prince was coming to the banquet.

The appearance of Bai Yuting comforted Qi Jiao. At this time in the past, Wang Ye was afraid that he was busy with the affairs of the imperial court. The chance to get together in this way was rare.

"Sister!" Feng Tingting touched Qi Jiao with her elbow and whispered in her ear, "sister, this time, don't make trouble with your brother-in-law."

Qi Jiao pursed her lips, combed her thoughts, picked up the cup in front of her and looked at Bai Yuting: "Lord, you've worked hard these days. I'll give you a cup of tea instead of wine."

White jade court eyebrows indifferent looking at Qi Jiao, the side of the servant girl quickly came to him in front of the glass filled.

He nodded slightly to Qi Jiao. Bai Yuting picked up the glass and collided with Qi Jiao's glass. He drank the wine in the glass.

Last night, the emperor summoned him to the palace. In addition to discussing the case of robbing relatives, he also sent him a job. That is to ask him to find out the right person to be the Minister of the household department within three days. The Minister of the household department is also in an important position. Pan Ling is also qualified for this job after layers of screening. How can he make his choice? It's a real headache.

After three or four glasses of wine, there is still no clue. Instead, Feng Tingting gets up and pulls up Fang Jingrong, who is sitting next to her. Fang Jingrong takes a glass of wine knowingly and follows Feng Tingting nervously.

"Sister, brother-in-law, thank you for saving my nephew this time. Come on, Arong, thank you for your help!" Feng Tingting just pulled Fang Jingrong to Baiyu court, just to meet Baiyu court's eyes.

To say that Fang Jingrong is also a talented person, but because he is the son of Hou Shu in Yuzhou, he is also neglected in the Fang family. Although Bai Yuting has not met Fang Jingrong in the palace, he occasionally hears Feng Tingting mention her unsuccessful nephew, so he secretly gives more consideration.

The Minister of the household is in an important position. What he cares about is his personal character and talent. If Fang Jingrong really has this talent, why don't he push the boat? First, he will fulfill his ambition, and second, he will be able to select talents for Dashun?

Thinking of this, Bai Yuting opened his mouth: "I heard that you are in charge of shenxuying now. Are you interested in the Chamberlain of Hubu?"

Fang Jingrong was stunned. Feng Tingting pushed him on the side, and he came back to himself.

"Thank you for your help!" Fang Jingrong said excitedly that although he likes weapons, the official rank in charge of the shenxuying camp is no more than a sixth grade official. The family's servant is also a third grade official, which is better than three grades. These days, he is watching his mother being bullied in the Marquis's mansion, but it's because of his inaction. If he becomes the family's servant, I think my mother will have a better time in Houfu.

Seeing Fang Jingrong's reaction, Bai Yuting nodded happily: "I can give you this opportunity, but whether I can seize this opportunity or not, I must stand the test of my king." After all, it's for Dashun to select talents. Bai Yuting naturally knows that he can't be careless.

"Thank you for your promotion. I will live up to your expectations." Fang Jingrong couldn't hide his joy. He raised his glass and drank all the wine in it.