Today was the Tian Family banquet. After the morning just had passed, the guests started to arrive. Tian Jin Ke took his two sons, Tian Kun and Tian Jun, to welcome the male guests. Just as he was deep in conversation with the guests, he saw the stewards run over quickly to say Duan wang ye had come.
“Duan Wang?” Tian Kun looked in shock at the steward. He realized the surrounding guests were gazing in this direction and lowered his voice to ask: “Father, why would Duan Wang come?”
Tian Jin Ke waved a hand: “Lao da, come with me to the middle door to welcome wang ye. Lao er, stay here and accompany the guests.” Finishing, he walked with great strides towards the outside.
Tian Jun looked at the backs of his father and brother. When he turned, he saw all the guests had curiosity on their faces so he started to divert their attention. He was surprised inside. His family didn’t have many interactions with Duan Wang. Was it really that Duan Wang was willing to lower himself for meimei?
“Tian er gongzi, is there a valued guest coming?” A guest of the same age as him put his hands up in a greeting, “Who is it?”
Tian Jun smiled as he returned the greeting: “Everybody is a valued guest. When the person arrives, everybody will have to drink a few more cups.”
“Of course, of course.” This person smiled. Even though he hadn’t found out anything but at least what Tian Jun said didn’t embarrass him, so he wasn’t angry.
The others saw that it wasn’t likely and they settled down. No matter what, they would see them later. This person might be of high status, but he wouldn’t be the Emperor.
Tian Kun stood behind his father and looked at the large eight-person sedan imprinted with the characters of Duan Wang Fu stop at the gate. He raised his feet to walk outside the door and bowed: “This lowly official welcomes wang ye, wang fei.”