What Qiao Yuyan means is, I already respect you very much, so don't ask for trouble.
Wen Ruting suddenly blushed, looking a little hasty and embarrassed, but surprisingly she was not angry. Instead, after a brief adjustment, she smiled in a flattering way.
"I also value my two sisters in my heart. We used to play so well together. I'm just afraid that for some inexplicable things, our friendship will be ruined."
In her previous life, her sister-in-law had never said anything soft in front of her. Qiao Yuyan sneered in her heart, just smiled lightly and said nothing more.
Walking all the way to Song Yuwei's yard, Wen Ruting actually started talking to the sisters. It was obvious that both of them were unwilling to say anything more, but she just pretended not to notice.
Halfway through the walk, another maid came over and said that the prepared stage had been set up, and the eldest daughter of the Song family had just gone there with other visiting ladies.
Several people followed the maid and turned around to go to the stage.
Although Qiao Yuyan really didn't want to talk to them, there were many servants coming and going in the garden, not just from the Song family, but also people from various families who came and sent people around.
If some gossip breaks out here, it will easily lead to complications, so Qiao Yuyan doesn't want to lose face, so she responds to it one by one.
When they finally arrived at the stage where the stage was being prepared, both sisters felt a sense of relief.
The ability of the two Wen sisters to pester people cannot be underestimated, and they are really difficult to resist.
Qiao Yuyan quickly said: "I'm going to have a few words with the eldest girl of the Song family. Sister Wen can do it herself."
Wen Ruting smiled and nodded, "I haven't met Yuwei yet! Let's go there together!"
His words were casual and familiar. No one would believe him even if he was not a good friend. Qiao Yuyan pursed her lips and stopped talking.
Although the Song family's reputation in the court is now very low, no one really dares not to take their family seriously.
Song Yuwei's late great-grandfather was once the chief minister of the cabinet, served in three dynasties, and was the teacher of two emperors. Today, he personally drafted the posthumous title Wenzhong.
Such glory is the only one in this dynasty and this generation.
When the great master of the Song family was still alive, he set a rule that his descendants should focus on learning. Even if they entered the court as officials, they should also be able to let go and benefit the people.
Therefore, the Song family has an excellent reputation in Beijing and the court, and the Song family is modest in character, behaves properly and cautiously, and few people have a bad relationship with them.
Even the royal family dare not show off in front of them.
Otherwise, today is just a full-moon wine party for the son of the eldest son of the Song family. Why would there be so many people coming to congratulate him?
It's not just that the Song family is admired by people, but it's also that they are very low-key on weekdays and rarely hold banquets with such great fanfare.
Nowadays, there are only three or four officials in the Song family in the court, and they are not of high rank.
However, the Song family's mansion was appreciated by the late emperor. After so many years of repairs, every plant, tree, stone and scenery can be seen as the result of careful design and layout.
For example, this small building used for watching theater performances was specially built.
It is built on the water's edge, and the two-story building is divided into two doors.
The male guests are on the first floor and the female guests are on the second floor.
There is a wooden bridge connecting the two doors, so when there are many guests, the young and old can sit separately.
The older ones who love to watch the theater won’t be so noisy by the younger ones that they can’t watch it properly, and the younger ones won’t have to be patient and abide by the rules.
Qiao Yuyan walked downstairs and saw Song Yuwei coming down with the maids. She looked apologetic towards them and said, "There are so many people today. It's really rude. We just ran away, right?"
Several people bowed to each other, and Wen Ruting smiled and said, "It's okay, I just happened to meet your maid on the way and said she came here, why bother you to come down and pick her up?"
After talking and laughing, they went upstairs together.
There were already many young girls sitting upstairs, and Song Yuwei introduced them to each other, which was naturally another courtesy.
There was also a lot of excitement at the other end, and Mrs. Song and others also went upstairs, surrounded by others.
"There's no need to be formal. We've already seen the ceremony in the main room just now, so let's not go there again." When Song Yuwei saw several young girls getting up, she quickly smiled and asked them to sit down again.
Then she arranged for Qiao Yuyan and Qiao Yurong to sit next to her, "You didn't like to come out to join in the fun before, are you not used to it today?"
Qiao Yuyan and Song Yuwei had met several times in private, and they could talk a lot, so Song Yuwei asked him thoughtfully.
Before anyone could answer, someone started shouting, "Sister Song is partial. They all come to you to beg for tea. Why do you prefer the Qiao girl?"
At this time, all the people present here were young girls, and they spoke without any restraint. Although the tone was complaining, it was actually just a joke, which made the atmosphere upstairs immediately become harmonious.
"Although the little show invited by Sister Song's family is good, it's not like we haven't seen it before. It's rare to see such a complete group of people today. Let's think of something interesting to have fun with. How do you think, sisters?"
While it was getting busy, someone came up with a suggestion.
The girl who spoke had an oval face and a cheerful smile, but her eyes were a little too lively.
Qiao Yuyan felt that she looked familiar, but after thinking about it carefully, she still couldn't remember where she had seen her.
"What Sister Yuan said is very true," she said, and someone immediately echoed her, "I really can't bear to listen to this literary drama. My grandmother loves to listen to it. I don't know how many times I have listened to it with her.
If you go down, you should be able to memorize it."
"Then what should we play? The elders are all over there. I'm afraid it won't be decent if we make too much noise!"
"How about we beat the drum and pass the flowers around?"
"There's drums playing on the stage, how can you hear that?"
"How about we fight Shuanglu?"
"There are too many people."
"Then let's write poetry!"
"I compose poems based on the sonorous rhythms on the stage, for fear that all I will produce will be drama."
Everyone was talking about it for a long time, and the girl in the lead said: "In my opinion, it's better for us to play hut, it's just for one thing, don't make it too much, and affect the interest of the elders on the other side.
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"Hey, this is good!"
When she said this, many people immediately nodded in agreement. In fact, so many previous projects had been rejected by everyone. After careful consideration, this one was considered the most suitable.
Qiao Yurong also looked very interested, "I didn't think of this. It's just that I haven't played for a long time, and I'm afraid my hands are raw."
After speaking, he turned to Qiao Yuyan and asked: "By the way, big sister, I've never seen you throw a pot before, can you do it?"
Qiao Yuyan had an embarrassed rather than polite smile on her face, "I... really don't know how."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard everyone on the other end starting to discuss again, "Since we are playing hut together, we can't have a lucky draw. How about we discuss it with the sisters and see what we can use as a lucky draw? This way everyone will be more comfortable playing.