They had originally planned on holding Little Shitou’s birthday celebration before the metropolitan civil service examinations as a family. This would also allow him to relax a bit and avoid him from becoming too nervous and not balancing himself between work and rest. 

Xiaocao planned on inviting Grandfather Zhao’s family, her godmother’s family, and a few of her good friends. In addition, she wanted to invite Little Shitou’s master, Great Scholar Yuan, and a few of his good school friends. However, her only mistake was in assuming that this would be a simple matter. She had thought that holding the banquet at the Medicinal Cuisine House would be enough.  

In general, the rooms at Medicinal Cuisine House needed to be reserved at least a week in advance. Xiaocao had quickly estimated the number of people and decided to reserve three rooms. That would have been more than enough space to cater her own family, Grandfather Zhao’s family, her godfather’s family, the guests that Zhu Junyang wanted, her own good friends and their husbands, as well as Little Shitou’s schoolmates and teachers. 

She didn’t expect that once word got out at the Imperial College that things would change that much. Now, even the teachers who were invited were enough to fill one whole table. As for the students who got the invitations, they would be able to fill three rooms until they burst. Then there were the students who were usually mere acquaintances with Little Shitou...