Peace and prosperity reigned, the aroma of wine and dishes permeated the air, and the Jeweled Grove Banquet was naturally bustling and festive.
Su Rong didn't sit upright in her seat, but instead stood up with a wine cup in hand, moving from the front to the back seats of the newly admitted scholars.
The first, taking the brunt of her attention, was Nangong Che.
Su Rong stood in front of his seat, smiled, and toasted to Nangong Che, "Undoubtedly worthy of being the top scholar."
Nangong Che quickly stood up, suppressing his emotions, "Princess, I lack talent, it troubles the Princess to personally grind ink, I am ashamed."
Though not yet appointed an official position, he could already claim himself as a servant, as it was set in stone he would be entering the court.
Su Rong smiled, "Ashamed of what? Your writing deserves that I grind ink for you, can't you see? I pay respect to the virtuous."