Chapter 2788 - 2789: A Gathering of Distinguished Guests, Friends Like Clouds
Chapter 2788: Chapter 2789: A Gathering of Distinguished Guests, Friends Like Clouds
The seats were filled with distinguished guests, and esteemed friends gathered like clouds.
Using these two idioms to describe the scene at the Zhuo Mansion couldn’t be more fitting.
Zhuo Qianqi’s face was almost cracking from laughing, with no trace of his previous stubbornness and discontent.
Especially when Xu Ling’an personally came forward to talk to him, Zhuo Qianqi’s posture unknowingly straightened considerably, and his face radiated an unprecedented glow.
After all, that’s a Domain Master!
In the past, such a figure wouldn’t even grant him the chance to meet, let alone speak with a hand on the shoulder.
And when people like Fu Yuanfeng and Zhuang Manni approached him and addressed him as uncle, Zhuo Qianqi truly felt as if he were dreaming.
This feeling persisted until he and Mrs. Zhuo sat in the main seats to receive the ceremonial bows from the newlyweds.
Seeing the bride, clad in a Phoenix Crown and scarlet robe, bow to him, a strong sense of guilt suddenly arose in Zhuo Qianqi’s heart.
He had indeed been too unreasonable before.
How could he have made things so difficult for the children?
So when the wedding officiant called for the couple to bow to each other and Zhuo Benzheng and Qie Weilan stood for the ceremony,
Zhuo Qianqi secretly whispered to his tearful wife beside him, "Once the wedding is over, find a way to make it up to the children! I’ll cover all the costs!"
Mrs. Zhuo gave her husband a sidelong glance, "Oh? Finally come to your senses?"
Zhuo Qianqi sighed somewhat nostalgically, "I have indeed been too stubborn. It seems I’ve truly grown old, and I’m not fit to lead such a large family anymore!"
Mrs. Zhuo initially wanted to say something sarcastic, but seeing Zhuo Qianqi’s demeanor, she swallowed her words.
"Anyhow, Benzheng marrying the woman he loves is a great joy!"
"Indeed! It’s truly joyous!" Zhuo Qianqi’s face bloomed into an exuberant smile, "Don’t you see those old friends eyeing me with envy?"
Just as Zhuo Qianqi said, many indeed were casting envious glances his way.
Among them, someone whispered, "That Zhuo, with no other skills, must have amazing luck!"
"Who wouldn’t say so? First, he had a son who excelled academically, and then he married into a family with such a background, even the Domain Master personally came to congratulate!" someone muttered.
To these people, including Xue An, all the distinguished attendees gracing the wedding largely did so in honor of the bride, Qie Weilan.
This inevitably filled their hearts with jealousy.
Especially those who originally wanted to observe the lively event surrounding the Zhuo Family; they now regretted not participating earlier.
Had they known, they would have joined the wedding from the start!
That way, they could’ve left a positive impression on the bride!
But now it’s too late; the wedding continued.
Following a string of ceremonious rituals, the wedding finally reached an end, moving on to the banquet phase.
Zhuo Qianqi hadn’t planned to throw a wedding for his son initially, nor prepared for the banquet, so he found himself in a predicament.
But this difficulty was easily resolved by the affluent attendees present.
Everyone knew this was a rare opportunity; a good performance might win favor in the eyes of a distinguished guest.
Without Zhuo Qianqi having to open his mouth, these wealthy elites immediately sent for their chefs and brought the necessary equipment and ingredients.
Where the kitchen fell short, they set up directly in the backyard.
In an instant, the entire Zhuo Mansion was enveloped in the aroma of cuisine.
In a mere blink, dozens of exquisite tables were prepared, and everyone took their seats.
The spacious banquet hall bustled with activity, with laughter and cheers blending into one.
Xue An, along with Xu Ling’an, Fu Yuanfeng, Zhuang Manni, naturally took seats at the main table.
While Sheng Hongqian, Niu Dali, Zhang Xiaoqiang, among others, accompanied them at the side tables.
Only Ren Ningmo silently stood behind Xue An, refusing to sit despite Xue An’s insistence, leaving Xue An no choice but to relent.
After a few rounds of drinks, Zhuo Benzheng and Qie Weilan came over to toast.
Zhuo Benzheng, his face filled with excitement, said, "Xue, Sir, and esteemed guests, Weilan and I are truly grateful for your attendance at our wedding. No words can fully express our gratitude, I shall drink this one down, you may take yours at your leisure!"
Saying this, the not-too-adept Zhuo Benzheng downed his glass in one go.
After everyone reciprocated the toast, Qie Weilan lifted her cup, eyes glowing as she gazed at Xue An at the main seat.
"Sir, Weilan isn’t prone to many words; your kindness in this will not be forgotten; I offer you this toast!"
Qie Weilan drank the toast.
Xue An smiled lightly, "Much appreciated!"
After speaking, he also drank his glass.
Xue An’s table was the first stop for the couple’s toasting; once completed, they moved on to other tables, naturally creating more liveliness.
Watching the couple’s backs, Xue An smiled and took a gentle sip of his wine.
"Speak, you’ve been hesitant since earlier, what is it you want to say?" Xue An said mildly.
Beside him, Xu Ling’an sighed softly, "Sir, have you heard about the events in the Central Region?"
"Events in the Central Region? What events?" Xue An raised an eyebrow.
"Seems you truly haven’t heard!" Xu Ling’an forced a bitter smile, "It concerns the eleven poems you composed at the Ling’an Literary Gathering!"
"Oh, those eleven poems! What about them?"
"Currently in the Central Region, especially over in Xihua City, there are rampant rumors saying your eleven poems are copied, and it’s causing quite a stir, to the point that it’s almost unmanageable!" Xu Ling’an, after careful consideration of his tone, slowly explained.
Once done speaking, he nervously glanced at Xue An, fearful that the youth might be angered.
He had seen this youth angry before, and it was utterly terrifying!
Moreover, not just him, Fu Yuanfeng, Zhuang Manni, and others sitting at the main table all paused their chopsticks, looking toward Xue An.
They were all top personalities in Ling’an Domain, naturally well-informed.
The Central Region’s events were known to them, and upon following Xu Ling’an’s mention, they collectively looked at Xue An, awaiting his response.
Yet contrary to expectations, Xue An didn’t wrathfully react as Xu Ling’an anticipated, nor did he get angry; he merely smiled softly.
"Oh! So that’s what it is, I thought it was something serious."
Xu Ling’an widened his eyes, incredulous, "Isn’t that serious?"
Because, as a scholar, reputation is most crucial; a mere hint at plagiarism results in a devastating scandal.
Now the Central Region almost overrun with rumors, claiming Xue An’s poems were plagiarized; some people’s words were so vile Xu Ling’an didn’t dare to repeat them.
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