Chapter 312 (1/2)

Afternoon, 4:30.

Wenzhai, inner ring courtyard.

This courtyard is located at the foot of the imperial city. It is in the oldest city in the ring. The square open courtyard has flying eaves, suspended ceiling, grey wall and inked tile, which is full of strong ancient flavor.

It is said that this is the place where Mr. Wen Chongli lives his life. Stepping into the gate of siheyuan, you can see the screen wall carved with the pattern of ”extending the life of pine and crane”. The sculptors are exquisite.

Further inside, there is a vertical flower gate. Because of the banquet tonight, there are rows of red lanterns hanging in the courtyard of the courtyard. With the dusk going down to the west, it is full of fireworks.

About a few minutes later, the sound of a high-heeled shoe on the bluestone floor came from the gate of the courtyard.

The servant, who was making a fuss in the inner courtyard, walked around the screen wall. When he saw the visitor, he said with a smile, ”Miss, you're here!”

Wen Zhiyuan was wearing a long white dress with a black cotton and hemp coat. She said with a smile to the servant, ”is grandfather there?”

”Yes, yes, the old man is in his study.”

Wen Zhiyuan said to himself, ”then I'll go to find him.”

As she passed by, she saw the directory in the servant's hand and stopped to have a look. ”Is this the banquet list for tonight?”

The servant nodded, ”yes, we are arranging the seat cards.”

”Show me!” Wen Zhiyuan then took the register from the servant's hand, palming the size of the hinge. She turned it over and asked, ”did you invite brother Yan?”

As the voice fell, her eyes suddenly caught a name.

The servant followed her line of sight and looked at the list of special guests, smiling vaguely. They all knew that the young lady was concerned about the two young ladies of the cold family. ”Yes, the two young masters and the young ladies of the cold family will come here tonight.”

Wen Zhiyuan seems to have never heard of it. She holds the list motionless, her eyes glued to a place, and her fingertips subconsciously hold it.

”Are all the people invited here sure to attend?”

The servant didn't understand the meaning of her question. He thought that he wanted to inquire about Leng's two children, so he said seriously: ”don't worry, miss. We sorted out the list after the guests confirmed their presence.”