Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11290

He knew his daughter's abilities well, but he turned to He Lian'er and said, "Lian'er, don't go in. Stay here. If something goes wrong inside, run back and find your brother-in-law and Xiao An!"

"Ping An should stay too, to keep your aunt Lian'er company!"

"Yes!"

"Dad, sister, if you can't reason with me, just withdraw. We are good men and will not suffer a loss in front of us..." He Lian'er reminded Yang Ruoqing again.

Although my sister is the general's wife, the general is not here. And my sister is a woman after all. Even if she has the ability to do big business and make a lot of money, the courtyard is full of Hu family members tonight. There are so many men, my sister...

This was also Xiao An's fault. He had never told He Lian'er about other aspects of Yang Ruoqing. He talked the most about Yang Ruoqing's business ability...

Yang Ruoqing touched He Lian'er's cheek, gave her a reassuring smile, then turned and stepped onto the white stone steps at the entrance of the Hu family's courtyard.

"who are you?"

A servant of the Hu family stopped Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huazhong.

"Come here for the feast."

When Yang Huazhong, who was following behind Yang Ruoqing, heard the word "eat banquet", his brows immediately frowned, and he wondered if Qing'er was too nervous and said something wrong?

The term "eating a banquet" is usually used when there is a death in the host family.

If the host is having a happy event such as a wedding, promotion, housewarming, or birthday, it will be called a banquet, a feast, or a wedding banquet.

However, eating at a banquet is the tacit agreement among everyone about funeral ceremonies!
Sure enough, not only did Yang Huazhong subconsciously sense that something was wrong when he heard the word "eating feast" come out of Yang Ruoqing's mouth, but the Hu family servant in front of them who was blocking their inquiries also changed his expression and was about to scold.

At this time, Yang Ruoqing snapped her fingers, and an ingot of silver appeared in the servant's palm.

The servant's eyes suddenly lit up. He weighed the silver in his hand, at least five taels!

He is the guest who gave the most tips among all the guests who visited today!
The servant excitedly put the silver into his arms, fearing that others would see it, and bowed to let Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huazhong into the Hu family compound, while shouting loudly inside: "Master, Madam, two distinguished guests!"

There was toasting in the yard. Mr. Hu Xuesong was leading his son Hu Wangjia to toast at a table near the door.

The guests at this table are all neighbors on this street, but these neighbors are not ordinary people.

They were either minor officials doing errands in the government office, or big shopkeepers who owned several shops in Qing'an County. Many of them were related to each other, and their various relationships were intertwined to form a group of interests.

This is true in big places like the capital and Changhuai Prefecture, and also in small places like Qing'an County.

Hearing the servant's shouting, Mr. Hu turned around and looked towards the courtyard gate with a smile.

He was still thinking in his mind, all the guests who were supposed to arrive today were already here, why were there more guests?
Could it be that some family that I had never dealt with before heard that my son, the county magistrate's brother-in-law, was turning eighteen today, so they came here specifically to send gifts as a way to curry favor with him?

A woman and a man walked over. The man's clothes and age looked very simple, and his temperament showed that he was a farmer from the village, simple, honest, and dull.

Mr. Hu's eyes fell on the woman who was walking in front of him with light steps and a calm expression.

The woman seemed to be in her early twenties, with black and shiny hair. Although there were no pearls or jade ornaments on her hair, and her clothes were not of overly luxurious colors or styles, this woman had a unique temperament.

Master Hu Xuesong felt that the other party was not born in a poor family, nor was she the kind of girl raised in the backyard.

The other person has the magnanimity and confidence of someone who has seen the world, and is calm and free and easy.

Her facial features were not the kind of beauty that would captivate everyone at first sight, but she seemed to be glowing. When she appeared in the yard, the attention of the noisy crowd was subconsciously drawn to her, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of exploration and curiosity about her origins.

"My dear lady, today is Xiaoquan's birthday. May I ask which family you are from? Do you have an invitation?"

Hu Xuesong was a juren and had worked in officialdom when he was young. He stood out from the crowd and bowed to Yang Ruoqing. His expression was easy-going, enthusiastic and polite.

He doesn't seem like the kind of person who would do such despicable things as plotting behind the scenes to take away other people's livelihoods and throw people into jail just because of a cedar tree!

Hypocritical and cunning!
From the first impression she made, Yang Ruoqing labeled this fair-skinned, slightly plump Mr. Hu with many wrinkles around the eyes as an old fox!

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the guests in the courtyard and her eyes fell on Hu Xuesong.

She stood still, crossed her arms over her chest, looked at Hu Xuesong from head to toe with a smile, and said, "Are you Xie Junhao's father-in-law Hu Xuesong?"

Xie Junhao is the county magistrate of Qing'an County. In the entire Qing'an County, except for those aristocratic families with centuries-old heritage who dare to call him by his name, and do so behind his back, no one else, not even Xie Junhao's father-in-law Hu Xuesong, dares to call the county magistrate by his name!
So at that moment, when everyone heard Yang Ruoqing's opening remarks, the surroundings first became quiet. After a moment of silence, everyone was either shocked, angry, or curious, and all kinds of complicated looks were cast on Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huazhong in the middle of the venue.

"Qing'er, we are here to reason..." Yang Huazhong's calves were shaking uncontrollably, and he reminded Yang Ruoqing in a low voice.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Yang Huazhong and smiled, "It's okay, Dad, don't make a sound."

Then, she turned around and pointed at the tall, fat son behind Hu Xuesong, who was shocked by the name, and asked, "Let me confirm, the big guy with a pig head and a pig brain standing behind you is your son Hu Wangjia, right?"

Yang Ruoqing's question once again caused an uproar in the yard.

Who doesn't know that Young Master Hu Wangjia is the beloved and lifelong lover of Master Hu Xuesong?

Although he does look stupid and clumsy, who would dare to ask this in front of his old father?

What is this woman's background?
Is there a powerful backer behind him?
Or is she not in her right mind? Does she know who she is talking to?
At this time, Hu Xuesong and his son both came back to their senses from their shock.

Hu Wangjia glared with his eyes wide open, his face full of flesh, rolled up his sleeves and called on the servants behind him to come over and catch Yang Ruoqing.

However, Hu Xuesong stopped his son Hu Wangjia.