Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11291

He narrowed his eyes, took a step forward, gnashing his teeth, but still forced a smile on his face as he asked Yang Ruoqing: "Are you here to cause trouble, young lady? When has our Hu family ever offended you?"

Someone nearby chimed in: "Today is the young master of the Hu family's birthday. If you come to cause trouble, I'm afraid you, a little girl, won't be able to handle the consequences!"

"Mr. Hu's family is having a wedding today, so they won't bother with a little girl like you. You should kowtow and admit your fault quickly, and go back to where you came from!"

"That's right, you are blind and don't know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is!"

Yang Ruoqing ignored the guests' chatter and said to Hu Xuesong, "My last name is Yang, and I'm a relative of the He family at the corner of the street."

"Master Hu, you indulged your son in his violence. When you failed to force the purchase of the cedar tree in the He family's yard, you secretly schemed against the He family's breakfast shop and bribed the constable to arrest the shopkeeper He and put him in jail."

"I am here today on behalf of the He family to reason with you!"

When the guests present heard Yang Ruoqing's purpose of visit, they began to whisper.

Hu Xuesong and Hu Wangjia, father and son, exchanged glances, and they finally figured out where each other came from.

So he is a relative of the He family at the corner of the street?

Haha, he speaks so confidently, I thought he was a big shot from somewhere, but it turns out he is just a relative of peddlers!

Hu Xuesong immediately put away his smile. He said to Yang Ruoqing with a gloomy face: "Today is a good day for my son. I will not fight with a woman like you!"

He waved his hand and ordered the servants: "Come here, tie up this troublemaker woman and her followers and lock them up in the woodshed. When the banquet is over, send them to the government office!"

"Yes!"

Five or six servants could no longer hold back and rushed towards Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huazhong in the middle of the venue from all directions with hemp ropes in their hands.

Hu Xuesong turned around, bowed to the guests at the tables around him, and said with a look of shame: "A crazy woman came and ruined everyone's fun. Shame on you!"

Everyone waved their hands magnanimously. A mere commoner dared to come to the master's house to cause trouble on such a happy day. Not to mention anything else, just because she offended the county magistrate's name, she and her relatives and friends could be imprisoned for life!

In everyone's eyes, this incident was just a minor episode. Although this woman was a bit fierce, her end would definitely not be good!
Especially since she was really pretty, it was hard to say whether she would be sent to the government office after the banquet, or whether the Hu family father and son would deal with her in other ways, but it was true that this woman was going to be in trouble...

However, just when everyone thought that the incident would soon be over, several screams were suddenly heard.

Accompanied by the sound of cracking whips.

The woman was seen waving a whip more than three meters long in her hand, and she whipped the five or six servants so hard that they flew backwards and rolled on the ground.

"Witch, how dare you come to our Hu family to commit violence? Come, capture me!"

Hu Xuesong was so shocked that his beard was shaking with anger.

His fat son Hu Wangjia, who was standing behind him, also opened his eyes wide and stared at the whip in Yang Ruoqing's hand in disbelief.

To be honest, Hu Wangjia also likes to play with a whip, but his whip is not as good as Yang Ruoqing's. When he swings the whip to whip people, he can't achieve the same effect as Yang Ruoqing.

"Dad, catch her, I want the whip in her hand!"

Hu Wangjia pointed at the whip in Yang Ruoqing's hand and shouted excitedly.

"Okay, whatever you want, Dad will get it for you!"

Hu Xuesong stood there protecting his son, and from behind them, a dozen servants with sticks and swords rushed out. Since Yang Ruoqing stepped into the Hu family compound, this was the second time that Master Hu sent soldiers to entertain Yang Ruoqing.

Compared with the first wave of five or six weak servants who could only shout and yell, the second wave of seven or eight servants with weapons in their hands seemed to be more capable.

The leading servant was about thirty years old, with a square face and a red complexion. One could tell from the looks of him that he loved drinking and was the kind of man who liked to beat his wife after drinking, otherwise he wouldn't have so many deep scratches and scars on his face.

When Yang Ruoqing saw the arms, legs and feet of the middle-aged scarred man in the lead, she knew that this man was a martial artist, and a ruthless one at that.

The other people following behind him were also filled with hostility.

"Master Hu, I'm here to reason with you. Is this your way of reasoning?"

Yang Ruoqing sneered and jumped up.

The scarred man in the lead had no time to chop with his machete before Yang Ruoqing kicked him in the neck.

His head was twisted to a strange angle and a mouthful of yellow phlegm spurted out of his mouth, splashing into the red dates, wolfberries and white fungus soup on a nearby banquet table, making a popping sound.

The guests who were originally sitting around the table ready to watch the little episode were suddenly disgusted and stood up and backed away from the table, spitting.

Amid the cursing of the guests, the scarred man spun around on the spot and then fell to the ground with a thud. His neck was broken and he lay on the ground with his eyes rolled back and blood foam coming out of his mouth. It was obvious that he was breathing in more than out!
"Kill people, kill people!"

"Quick, let's go together and capture this witch!"

Mr. Hu's face suddenly changed when he saw the chaos in the yard and that the most powerful guard in the house was knocked to the ground without even making a move.

While ordering all the guards of the Hu family to deal with Yang Ruoqing together, he protected his beloved son Hu Wangjia behind him and quickly retreated to the main hall.

Yang Ruoqing's cold eyes swept over the scarred man on the ground, "This is what happens when you work as a dog for the Hu family."

"Qing'er, be careful!"

Yang Huazhong's exclamation came from not far behind.

Now when Yang Ruoqing was surrounded by these guards, she had already pushed Yang Huazhong to the gate of the yard.

I thought my father would be so scared when he saw this scene that he would run away, but I didn't expect that he would actually stay in the yard.

Well, she has always wanted to play the role of a good girl who needs protection in front of her father. It’s so satisfying; the mentality of a father and a daughter who is a slave to his father.

It seems that today the character of the good girl that she has played for twenty years is about to collapse.

It’s all the Hu family’s fault!

Yang Ruoqing snorted and looked at the ferocious servants and guards who were rushing towards her from all directions. She shook the black gold whip in her hand.

The soft whip was made for her by Zuo Junmo using special ice iron material. There were barbs on the soft whip. It was soft and tough, and Yang Ruoqing used it very well.

She lashed out with the whip, and the two guards who were coming towards her were sent flying backwards. One of them was hit on the face, and half of his face was swollen. He could not see clearly, and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

The other one had his clothes on his left shoulder torn, with the flesh inside turned inside out and blood all over the place. When he flew backwards, he hit another banquet table.

The hot pot and hot soup on the table all overturned and splashed on his face and body.