Zhang Zhaodi was still peeking at the entrance, showing no intention of leaving.
Zhou Wangshu asked, "Mom, what are you still looking for?"
"I'm waiting for the other godsons!" Zhang Zhaodi said, "Since they've all entered the exam hall, we should celebrate together. Here they come, quickly call them over."
Su Yaoguang shrugged, looking helpless.
The other scholars, upon hearing Zhang Zhaodi's words, first consulted their families. After getting their agreement, they decided to join Zhang Zhaodi for a drink. When Zhang Zhaodi saw the families of those scholars, she took them along without further ado. Originally, only two banquet tables were needed, but now four tables were arranged, and they had a lively feast.
Zhang Zhaodi's generous and heroic demeanor was like the female heroes written in tales. Who would have thought that just over a year ago, she was quarreling with others in the village over a few scallions?
