Quick Wear: Reversing Life

Chapter 515: The eldest daughter-in-law of a wealthy family (37)

Fu Huaiying hired a carriage early the next morning and went to the farm in low-key manner.

When she came back, the imperial examination results had already been announced.

The top scorer was undoubtedly Wang Qinghe, and Fu Huaiying didn't know the second place winner, but the third place winner was actually an old acquaintance of the original owner.

Jian Fengchun, who had once been in love with the original owner and promised to come and propose marriage when she passed the imperial examination.

The original owner never saw him again after she married Marquis Dingbei, and never heard the name Jian Fengchun again until her death.

If he was also the third place in the imperial examination in his previous life, the original owner would have had an impression of him.

The previous Tanhua candidates were all talented and handsome, and many of them were even granted marriage to princesses by the emperor on the spot during the palace examination.

Even Wei Ning, the consort of the current Princess Zhao Hui, was once a top scholar in the imperial examination.

It’s just that the current emperor has no daughter of marriageable age. It is said that Jian Fengchun was only asked by the emperor whether he was ready to get married during the palace examination.

When Hongxiu talked about this, the surprise on her face still remained.

"Madam, could that Master Jian be the one from the past?"

Hongxiu had served the original owner since she was young, so she naturally knew the affection between her and Jian Fengchun.

"I heard that Mr. Jian is still unmarried!" Hongxiu's words had hidden meanings, and the smile in her eyes was full of ambiguous teasing.

Fu Huaiying smiled and said, "Things have changed and people have changed, so everything is over."

The original owner had been married to Marquis Dingbei for five years. Five years was enough to change a lot of things, not to mention that she was no longer the same Fu Huaiying.

"By the way, my lady, that young master Wang is actually the top scorer!"

"My wife was truly farsighted. She had the number one scholar write a poem in our restaurant early on. As soon as the results were announced, Shopkeeper Lu used this to promote the event extensively, even introducing the 'number one scholar dish'. Many people have been coming to our restaurant to dine and drink, hoping to bask in the fame of the Wenquxing."

It's just knowing the future in advance and seizing the opportunity, which is not foresight.

Fu Huaiying waved his hand: "How's things going at the Golden Fan Pavilion?"

"The shopkeeper came to deliver some money a few days ago, and the account books are now in your study."

"By the way, my lady, on the third day of next month, the royal family will be hosting a ball-playing banquet for the newly-minted scholars at a golf course outside Beijing. Many other noble ladies from Beijing have also been invited. The Princess's Mansion just sent an invitation this morning, inviting you to join them."

Ball-playing banquets are considered the royal culture of this dynasty.

After the imperial examination results were announced, the new scholars would begin to participate in a wide variety of banquets, including the Xiwen Banquet, the Cherry Banquet, the Qujiang Banquet, the Yuedeng Pavilion Ball Game Banquet, etc., and both public and private sectors were happy to donate generously to these celebrations.

The royal family will also hold a ball-playing banquet for those who pass the imperial examination.

The ceremony was held in Yuedeng Pavilion the previous year. Young newly-appointed scholars rode their horses at lightning speed. There were pavilions lined up on all sides, and the audience was like a mountain. It was extremely lively.

Playing polo was just entertainment for the royal nobles.

Taking into account the existence of common people among the Jinshi, in addition to playing polo, there is also Cuju.

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The third day of June is coming soon. This season is the time when flowers are everywhere and the water is bright.

This year, the ball-playing banquet will be held in a cool enclosure outside Beijing.

At this time, the entrance to the enclosure was crowded with carriages and horses, and the air was filled with fragrance and greenery. The people coming and going were all young talents with cheerful faces and noble royal aristocrats.

Fu Huaiying was already a commoner, so she could not wear overly expensive silks and satins, or the gold and silver jewelry she had worn when she was in the Marquis' Mansion.

But after all, she was attending a royal banquet. Being too plain would only lead to unnecessary ridicule, be against etiquette, and even bring shame to the eldest princess Zhao Hui who invited her.

So Fu Huaiying wore a light-textured Liusha skirt. Although the fabric was not expensive, the clear and silky fabric gave her a cool and refreshing feeling of a scholar ascending to heaven.

She wore a few light-colored pearl flowers on her head and a silver hairpin inlaid with pearls.

Not outstanding but not too shabby either.

Hongxiu whispered to Fu Huaiying, "Luckily, my wife is so beautiful, otherwise, she would be looked down upon in this plain dress."

Our dynasty has always loved clothing with bold colors, and red, green, and purple are the favorite colors of the nobles.

"Under the scorching sun, plain clothes make one feel relaxed and refreshed."

Besides, Fu Huaiying didn’t think she was dressed very plainly. The green gauze on her body was specially chosen by her. It made her look like distant mountains under clouds, hazy with mist and layers of blur.

Fu Huaiying is fair to begin with, and this skirt makes her look even whiter, like a piece of cold jade.

After getting off the carriage, Fu Huaiying paid the fare and was about to enter the enclosure, but unexpectedly met a group of people.

“Isn’t this my former sister-in-law?”

Zhao Ying, who hadn't been seen for a long time, was wearing a bright-colored skirt and smiled sweetly at Fu Huaiying with a face as beautiful as a peach blossom. "I can't believe that after your divorce from my elder brother, you can still rely on the eldest princess to attend the banquet."

Fu Huaiying said calmly, "It seems that Miss Zhao Si has finished copying the 'Instructions for Women', but I'm afraid the end of the pen has rotted, and Miss Zhao Si hasn't learned her lesson."

"You!" Zhao Ying didn't expect Fu Huaiying to become more and more eloquent. She stomped her feet in anger.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, Zhao Ying cursed softly, "You were nothing when you were in the Marquis' Mansion, and now that you've left, you're even more worthless than an ant. Do you still dream of relying on the eldest princess to rise to prominence?"

Fu Huaiying smiled gently: "Miss Zhao Si, instead of worrying about me, you should think more about your future path. At least in the princess' heart, I am the one who deserves her invitation."

Zhao Ying's expression changed.

Was this a mockery of the fact that her and Wei Changheng's marriage was entirely initiated by her mother?!

Before she could react, the other women and men in the Marquis's mansion also got off the carriage.

Seeing her former sisters-in-law, only Chu Yuexiang came over and talked to Fu Huaiying.

"I haven't seen you for a while, Madam Fu seems to be getting better and better."

Fu Huaiying smiled and said, "It's natural. If you have energy, your complexion will be good."

Chu Yuexiang couldn't respond to this sentence.

Doesn't this mean that the Marquis' Mansion has sucked her energy? With her mother-in-law right behind her, she didn't dare to respond.

These words happened to be heard by Zhao Su.

His sharp eyes locked onto Fu Huaiying almost the moment he got out of the car.

She was slim and graceful, with a face as white as jade, and her smile was as beautiful as the famous peonies in the imperial garden.

Women in this dynasty considered plumpness to be beautiful, but Fu Huaiying was thin but not frail, and she did not have the slightest bit of Xi Shi's frailty. Instead, she had the toughness of a green bamboo, and was not inferior to any other beauties in the capital.

It was rude to look at the other person after the divorce, so Zhao Su quickly shifted his gaze. He looked at Zhao Ying with a hint of warning in his eyes.

Seeing Zhao Su, Zhao Ying didn't dare to say anything more and followed Chu Yuexiang obediently.

On the other hand, Liu Shuyu simply treated Fu Huaiying as a transparent person, neither getting close to her nor taking advantage of her misfortune.

When people from the Dingbei Marquis Mansion passed by Fu Huaiying, only Zhao Lan smiled at Fu Huaiying and nodded to show their greetings.