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The Du Family and the Ye Family were a community of interests. The Du Family had strong financial resources, and the Ye Family was famous. Thus, in the eyes of outsiders, the Du Family and the Ye Family were one.

As they drew closer, Wan recognized the person from the Du Family. The person leading them was the Du Family's head mother, Lady Du, and her follower, Second Madam Du.

The girls were the eldest daughter of the Du Family, eldest daughter Du Hanyan, the second daughter Du Hanyi, the third daughter Du Hanyu, and the fourth daughter Du Hanning.

Seeing Madame Du walk over, Madame Du welcomed them warmly. When Madame Du saw this, she released her hand and stepped forward to greet Madame Du.

After some courtesies, the adults went to visit the Lady Setsugoan. He was the supreme governor of the state and had a high degree of autonomy.

Flower Festival was organized by the Madam and invited the women of Qingzhou, the government officials and the family members of the Qingzhou family. The aim is to win over the big families and also show the good style of saving time and sharing the joy with the people.

Sometimes, it was too obvious for men to form alliances, or it would be easy to get them to help each other, so they would let the women in the family move around and test each other out. Letting the women in the family socialize was also known as the politics of the backyard.

After the Du Family left, Wan could only stay with the Du Family's girls.

Du Hanyan sized up Wan for a moment, then saw clearly her clothes as well as the cloak she wore. A trace of jealousy flashed across his eyes. With a cold snort, he turned around and left.

Du Han Ning hastily followed him.

Du Han Yu looked at Wan with an apologetic smile. After that, it was also pulled away by Du Hands, leaving A-Wan standing on the spot, feeling a little awkward.

Wan knew that the girls of the Du Family would definitely not be cordial towards her since she had come out today. She just didn't expect everyone's displeasure to be so obvious.

The attitude of the girls in the Du Family today was all because of this piece of clothes that A-Wan was wearing today.

The clothes were made of Jiangnan brocade, which was a tribute from the Jiangnan region. The process was complicated, and the Emperor used materials to bring out ten brocades from the brocades each year to circulate among the people.

Due to the fact that there were very few special items, they had always been fought over by the various families. It was not because of the brocade, but because it was a symbol of status.

And the Du Family, as a prominent family in Jiangnan, has one every year. In the past, this brocade had always been made into the old mistress' clothes.

However, this year's brocade was bright red, and the madame thought that the color was too gorgeous. She did not intend to make any clothes for herself.

The matriarch and the madams of the second and first wives were always solicitous in front of the madame. Even the separated concubines and third wives came back to chat with the madame daily to relieve their boredom. They were looking forward to the madame's happiness and to reward them for this tribute.

What the woman did was even more obvious. She used Du Hanyan's birthdate as an excuse and hinted a few times, but the madame acted as if she didn't understand what she meant, causing the first wife to feel very depressed.

However, just when everyone thought that it was hopeless and was about to end, the madame sent someone to the Ye Family and made a dress for Wan and gave it to her on her birthday.

The old mistress' actions had caught all the houses in the Du Family by surprise. Of course, it had also aroused the dissatisfaction of all the ladies in the Du Family towards Wan.

After all, no matter how the people of the Du Family fought, it was still reasonable. However, it was unacceptable for a granddaughter of Ye Wan to obtain it. That was why the Du Family's girls didn't like Wan.

At first, Wan thought that the clothes were too flashy and she did not want to wear them, but the Du family did not know.

Wan sighed in her heart. She stopped thinking about her clothes and headed to the river with Xiao Xi.

In February, the southern part of Jiangxi was already full of spring. A row of weeping willows by the riverside were like the long hair of the girls falling on the surface of the water. A gust of spring wind blew by, ruffling the river.

After Wan walked a distance, she heard a group of boys frolicking and cheering in front of her. Sixteen or seventeen years old was the age to play around with others. The sounds of playing and frolicking filled Wan with envy.

"It's good to be young!" she said to herself.

Little Xi chuckled, "Miss, what are you talking about? You make it sound as if you're very old."

Wan came back to her senses, realizing that her performance was unlike that of a thirteen year old girl.

After making a turn, the source of the frolicking voice was revealed to Wan.

A group of boys had set up a table, and a group of people had surrounded the table as if they were writing a poem.

Many of these people were Qingcheng Academy students, and A-Wan knew them all.

However, everyone's attention was focused on the two youngsters who were about to compose a poem on the table, so they didn't notice Wan.

Wan was curious, but she didn't want to disturb him. She suppressed her curiosity and walked back to her room.

After walking a few steps, she heard an excited voice, "Wan, you're here. Since we've bumped into each other, why don't you come over and appraise the poems that these senior brothers have written?"

The one who called for him was the son of Qingcheng County Magistrate Lin Chengzhi. He had also studied at Qingcheng Academy and had grown up together with Ye Zhongqing. He was a close friend of Ye Zhongqing.

Since Wan had been a follower of Ye Zhongqing since she was young, Ye Zhongqing's friends were very familiar with her. Lin Chengzhi even treated her as his own sister. She didn't avoid being coy with Wan.

Hearing this, Wan inwardly scolded Lin Chengzhi for his big mouth. Even though they didn't need to avoid each other in private, there were still people everywhere today. If he were to call out Wan's name directly, it would be impossible to protect her reputation.

Lin Chengzhi's voice was loud and clear, causing everyone to understand what he was saying and raise their heads. They saw a little girl dressed in red standing under a tree against the light. Her body was covered with a layer of halo from the spring sun. She looked like a fox fairy that had come from the depths of the mountains, beautiful yet inviolable.

Actually, A-Wan was only thirteen years old and hadn't grown up yet. Her figure and facial features were all normal, but today, she accidentally made a lucky hit and appeared at the right time, which made her a good figure among the students.

Everyone present was a student who was studying the Book of Virtue. After glancing at Wan, they turned around and pretended to look at the poem on the table. They thought to themselves, "Don't look at me unless I'm being courteous …"

Seeing that everyone was paying attention to her, she couldn't just walk away. She could only reluctantly greet them. Although Wan'er wasn't in a good mood, she didn't show it at all. Only Ye Zhongqing, who knew her well, could tell that she didn't want to.

Wan stepped forward to greet everyone, and Ye Zhongqing introduced everyone present to her. A-Wan greeted them and got to know them.

Ye Zhongqing saw that A-Wan wasn't in a good mood, so he handed her the poems written by the two students, so that she could read them as she pleased before leaving.

A-Wan understood Ye Zhongqing's meaning, and took the two pieces of poem to read them carefully. The two poems were written under an aria, so there was no innovation in the way they were written. The calligraphy was also very calm, and the two poems were on par with each other.

Nightingale glanced at it for a while and was about to put it down.

Right at that moment, Wan's eyes were attracted by an article on the table. The article was not made by herself, it was only a copy of the ancient scripture.

What really attracted his attention was his calligraphy. His handwriting was straight and his calligraphy was natural and smooth. Each of his calligraphy was filled with calmness and ease.

They were clearly two extremely contradictory feelings, yet they perfectly merged together.