activa-t Chapter 145: Attracting Attention
Chapter 145: Attracting Attention
After the Marquis and his wife left, the hall was filled with the sound of groups of people whispering.
There are always some smart people present, how could they not see that the Marquis's wife is abnormal.
So, everyone's eyes either directly or implicitly glanced at the silent young man next to Qin Shijun.
I had originally thought that I was just an ordinary young man who had come to the party by relying on the influence of the Marquis's nephew and friend. But unexpectedly, I first received the careful questioning of Marquis Jingchuan, and then received the concerned gaze of the Marquis's wife. I was the only one present who could deserve the attention of this couple.
Even the Marquis's nephew Qin Shijun had never received so much attention.
It seems that this young man must have something more unusual besides being the close friend of the Marquis's nephew.
Thinking of this, although no one said it on the surface, they all had the idea of taking the opportunity to get close to this person later.
Wang Weiyuan seemed to be clueless and calm in the face of everyone's gazes, but in fact, his heart was already filled with a thousand questions that had almost become a mess!
At this point, Wang Weiyuan had to admit that his previous absurd and ridiculous ideas were very likely the truth.
This distinguished couple from the Marquisate did pay some kind of excessive attention to him, an unknown boy from Lincheng in the southwest, for reasons he didn't understand.
Especially the look in the Marquis's wife's eyes when she looked at him, which was full of love and satisfaction, vaguely reminded him of his mother in his hometown.
Mother? !
Wang Weiyuan was shocked. How could he associate the noble marquis' wife with his mother?
Is it because we are both women and our emotions are more delicate?
"Ayuan, Ayuan," Qin Shijun's low voice finally pulled him out of his chaotic and disordered thoughts.
"Ayuan, maybe it's my illusion, but I always feel that my uncle and aunt's concern for you today is a little unusual!"
The perceptive Qin Shijun also noticed this. He moved his head closer to Wang Weiyuan and said, "This is a good thing. My aunt is fine, but my uncle is really enjoying the emperor's grace. If you can win his favor, it will be of great benefit to your future career."
Seeing that Qin Shijun's expression was just as he said, and that he did not feel any resentment because he had stolen his limelight and gained the attention of his uncle and aunt, but was genuinely happy for him, Wang Weiyuan could not help but feel a little grateful in his heart.
It is a blessing for him to have a friend like Ajun.
With this feeling, Wang Weiyuan slowly spoke: "To be honest, Jun, I was really surprised and touched by the caring behavior of the Marquis and his wife today. I really feel flattered!"
"Ayuan is indeed a man of remarkable talent and elegance. It's obvious he's no ordinary person. My uncle has been in government for a long time, so he's a bit more perceptive. He must have seen your extraordinary qualities, so he wants to pay attention to you before you become famous."
Qin Shijun, feeling that he had guessed his uncle's thoughts, praised his friend with confidence.
Wang Weiyuan looked doubtful and looked uncertainly at his confident friend: "Do you really think so?"
Qin Shijun answered him with an extremely firm nod.
Well! Ah Jun thought so, what else could he say?
There were footsteps outside the door, and Marquis Jingchuan came back with a smile on his face.
As soon as he entered the hall, he bowed and apologized to those around him: "My husband and I were inconsiderate and kept you waiting!"
Naturally, everyone was polite again.
The housekeeper came up to report that the chrysanthemum exhibition had been fully arranged, and seeing that most people had arrived, Marquis Jingchuan prepared to invite everyone out to the garden to appreciate the chrysanthemums.
Suddenly, a servant came running in with a cheerful look on his face, shouting, "My Lord, the Third Prince has arrived and is already outside the door."
When everyone heard that the Third Prince, who had the highest reputation as the crown prince, was coming, they were immediately delighted, especially the young people, whose faces showed excitement and nervousness that they could not hide. If they could take this opportunity to show their faces in front of the Third Prince, it would be a great gain for them.
Marquis Jingchuan, who had taken everything in, did not show much joy. He simply said, "Since that's the case, everyone, please follow me out to greet the distinguished guest!"
After saying that, he stood up and led the way out of the mansion gate.
Everyone followed closely behind, all of them walking in a hurry, as if they were afraid that if they walked too slowly they would not be seen by the Third Prince.
Wang Weiyuan followed Qin Shijun and whispered, "Is this the Third Prince that the Marquis saved?"
Qin Shijun hummed, "The Third Prince has always respected his uncle."
Thinking of what his friend had said in the carriage before, that Marquis Jingchuan used his own son as bait to save the imperial concubine and the third prince, Wang Weiyuan frowned slightly.
Thinking about the Marquis's reaction just now, I always feel that the Marquis is not as close to this royal nephew whom he regards as his own uncle as outsiders say.
In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the gate of the mansion. There they saw a young man, about eighteen or nineteen years old, standing there. He was wearing an apricot-yellow brocade robe with round flowers, a small white jade crown on his head, long eyebrows, thin eyes, and a fair complexion.
"The Third Prince has arrived at my humble abode, and I am terrified."
After saying this, Marquis Jingchuan bowed to the young man. Everyone then realized that this was the Third Prince, and they immediately followed suit and bowed to greet him.
"Uncle, there's no need to be so polite. Today, I learned that your family was hosting a chrysanthemum viewing banquet, so I came to join in the fun. Uncle, please don't blame me for being so rude to come here without telling you."
The third prince stepped forward and helped Marquis Jingchuan up, his tone close and natural. It was indeed as deep as outsiders said that the uncle and nephew had a deep affection.
"It is my honor to have you come to my palace today." Marquis Jingchuan waved his long sleeves and said, "Third Prince, please come in!"
A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the third prince Shenyou, and then he walked forward with a smile.
Since it is a chrysanthemum viewing banquet, naturally we should go to appreciate the chrysanthemums first.
Red-faced and yellow-backed Shuaiqi, light-to-dark green peonies, white jade pot springs with purple edges, draping pearl curtains, and winding, curling phoenix feathers. Pots of chrysanthemums competed with each other in their splendor, leaving flower lovers dazzled and praising the worthwhile trip.
After appreciating the chrysanthemums, people had to write a few chrysanthemum poems to suit the occasion. The young students were eager to try and wrote quite a few chrysanthemum poems.
The third prince selected the three best poems and said that he must find a poem with good calligraphy to write.
This caused the young people to become agitated again. Marquis Jingchuan simply called his servants, brought paper and pens, and selected five young people nominated by everyone to write in class.
Qin Shijun saw that Wang Weiyuan had been keeping a low profile today and felt sorry for him. But now, seeing him showing off his talent, he still concealed his clumsiness. He immediately shouted without hesitation, "Uncle, my good friend also has a beautiful handwriting!"
"Oh?" Marquis Jingchuan looked at Wang Weiyuan and said with a surprised smile, "Since it's Ajun's recommendation, why don't you give it a try, young man from the Wang family!"
Wang Weiyuan could only stand up. Qin Shijun beside him whispered to him, "This is a rare opportunity. Write well and defeat those arrogant people."
Since he couldn't hide his incompetence, Wang Weiyuan simply gave it his all. Before he finished writing a piece of calligraphy, he was surrounded by spectators and he actually surpassed the other five people.
The Third Prince looked at the poem, the ink still wet, and praised it, "Prince Wang is so young, yet he can already write such beautiful calligraphy. He's like the reincarnation of a calligraphy master."
After saying this, he looked deeply at the young man in front of him.
Wang Weiyuan, who had won the prince's favor, replied calmly, "Thank you for the compliment, Third Prince. I am not talented, but I am just worthy of your attention. How can I dare to compare myself to the Sage of Calligraphy?"
Marquis Jingchuan looked at the young man in front of him, and the joy in his eyes grew stronger. This child was really lovable.
"No, this is the handwriting of Yuanshan Jushi!" someone shouted loudly, then a look of surprise appeared on his face. He turned to Wang Weiyuan and asked, "Who are you?"