Before dusk, Yang Qing had already arrived at the landlord's house. After all, as a tenant, he lived next to the landlord, so it was not good to arrive late.

It is shameful to say that Yang Qing only found out today that the owner of this family is a woman. Her surname is Xiahou. Her father is indeed an official, and her neighbors said that the official position is not small. However, her parents have passed away, leaving her alone.

Only daughter.

Aunt Gu took a bottle of fine sake from Yang Qing and led Yang Qing into the house. After passing the front yard and entering the second hall, she saw that the master's family had already set up a table in the courtyard.

Yang Qing originally wanted to thank Aunt Gu for leading the way and let her go back to the palace gate to greet the guests behind her. However, he didn't want her to stop but continued to lead the way, leading him through the tables in the courtyard and into the hall.

As soon as he saw that there were seven tables and seats set up in the hall, he knew that the room was where the distinguished guests were seated. He didn't know why Aunt Gu had brought him here.

"I am just a tenant of Xiahou's family, why don't you treat me as a distinguished guest?" Yang Qing thought to himself.

"Mr. Yang, please stay here for a while. My wife will come out to greet all the distinguished guests later." Aunt Gu invited Yang Qing to sit at the last seat on the right.

Yang Qing cupped his hands and said: "Mother Gu, Qing is just a tenant who has just rented a house in your house. How dare you make your house treat you like a distinguished guest? It would be more appropriate for me to sit outside in the courtyard."

"Don't refuse, Mr. Yang. My wife has said that since Mr. Lang is a tenant of my house, he is equivalent to half of the family. This is the first time we have met each other in the house. He should be sitting here." Aunt Gu smiled.

road.

"I accept your master's kindness with all my heart. However, I still think that your master is too flattering. I'd better go outside."

After hearing this, Aunt Gu immediately put away her smile and said slightly angrily: "Mr. Lang looks down on my master and doesn't want to associate with my master."

How could this old woman understand so well? The seats in the main hall are where your master's closest relatives and friends are sitting. I am not related to you, so it will be very embarrassing to eat for a while. And I am the most affectionate person in my life.

What I'm afraid of is exactly embarrassment. Madam, do you know that?

However, Yang Qing thought about it and realized that they had good intentions. If he refused further, he might cause misunderstanding and disgust, so why not just sit here?

"A man, a real man, can be as verbose as a woman. It's really annoying." Just when Yang Qing was struggling, a loud shout suddenly came out. He was so surprised that he looked back. It turned out to be the middle-aged man sitting at the top.

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As soon as Yang Qing entered the door, he saw this man who looked like a scholar. However, this man had been sitting on his seat with his eyes closed just now. Even when he and Aunt Gu came in, he didn't even look here. It must have been the conversation between the two that disturbed him.

, so he shouted to Yang Qing.

But, why are you so loud? It's shocking. What else does it mean to be verbose like a woman? Someone has their own plans, okay?

Although Yang Qing complained in his heart, he still smiled and bowed his hands to the middle-aged scholar: "What the elder said is absolutely true. I am being too polite."

He turned around and replied to Aunt Gu: "Aunt Gu, you are here by invitation. How dare you mean to look down on your residence? I'll just sit here."

"Hey, Mr. Yang, this is the right thing." Aunt Gu's face suddenly turned from anger to joy: "Mang Jun is here to enjoy tea slowly, I still have to go to the front to do some work."

"Please, ma'am."

It seems that women are fickle no matter their age, and no one else can change their expressions like this.

Yang Qing touched the sweat on his forehead and looked at the middle-aged scribe on the upper left. He saw him looking at him with a half-smile, and he couldn't help but feel strange.

What's this man's expression like?

He immediately held up his hands and said, "I just disturbed my husband's purity, please forgive me."

The scribe nodded and said, "Your surname is Yang Mingqing?"

"Exactly."

"Is he a tenant of Xiahou's family?"

"Yes. I just rented a residence here a few days ago."

"Oh...that's interesting."

Well, this is interesting, but where is the fun in this? It’s inexplicable!

Yang Qing didn't want to be questioned all the time, so he asked: "I wonder what your surname is, sir?"

The middle-aged scribe said: "My surname is Qin."

"It turns out to be Mr. Qin. I wonder what his relationship is with the Xiahou family?" Yang Qing asked presumptuously.

"Qin Gong is an old friend of my father's."

Before the scribe surnamed Qin responded, a crisp female voice came from the door on the left. When Yang Qingxun left, the owner of the voice entered the hall through the door. He quickly stood up and looked, but there was a woman wearing a light suit.

A woman in a pink dress stood next to the main case, followed by a maid. This woman's appearance was extremely beautiful, and she was obviously stunningly beautiful.

Her eyes quickly glanced at Yang Qing, and she moved to the scribe named Qin: "Uncle, are you tired of waiting?"

"What did Yueniang say? Why bother if I close my eyes and relax here? Yueniang herself is quite busy today." Mr. Qin replied with a smile.

"Yue'er is afraid that the preparations have been hasty and the hospitality has been poor, which will disgrace the Xiahou family."

Mr. Qin looked around and said comfortingly: "Yue Niang, please don't think too much. I see that you girls are very well prepared."

The woman did not answer, but smiled slightly, walked towards Yang Qing again, and bowed Yingying: "I have met Mr. Yang. He has been staying for several days, and I have not invited the distinguished guests to visit my house.

It’s really extremely disrespectful.”

Yang Qing didn't know that this woman was the owner of the Xiahou family, and he already knew from the conversation between the two of them that this woman was called Xiahou Yue: "Ms.

I can’t thank you enough for being invited again today.”

"Why, is this the first time you two have met today?" Mr. Qin on the side asked curiously.

"Exactly."

"Exactly."

They both answered together.

Mr. Qin touched his beard and glanced at Yang Qing inadvertently.

Interesting, interesting. I thought that this boy Yang fell in love with Yueniang when he lived in Xiahou Mansion. I never thought that this was the first time they met. So this is the reason why this boy from a poor family is so outstanding that Yueniang is attracted to him.

He was able to sit at the VIP table when he was invited for the first time? Could it be that he was treated like half of the family as Aunt Gu said?

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! How did Yang Qing and Xia Houyue know that the scholar surnamed Qin had already had many thoughts in his mind, but it was strange to see him staying there without saying a word.

Just when the two were about to ask each other, Mr. Qin suddenly laughed, walked back to his seat, and waved his hand to Xia Houyue: "Yue Niang doesn't have to stay here with you. Come to the front to greet the other guests. I think most of them are here."

People are coming."

"No, Yue'er will go right away."

Xia Houyue bowed to Yang Qing again and led the maid out to entertain the guests.

Yang Qing saw Mr. Qin returning to his seat and closing his eyes to meditate. He also imitated him and put his hands in his sleeves to wander.

The sky was already dark, and a bright moon appeared in the sky at some point. The soft moonlight shone through the light clouds and complemented the candlelight of Xiahou's house, making it look particularly soft.

At this time, almost all the guests have arrived. The tables in the courtyard are already occupied, and the remaining six tables and couches in the main hall are full. Except for Mr. Qin and Yang Qing, or Mrs. Xiahou, or Gu

The aunt introduced the guests one after another. Through the introduction of the host, Yang Qing also knew the identities of the next four people. The two middle-aged men sitting under Mr. Qin, one surnamed Gu and the other Wang, were also the ladies of Xiahou

An old friend of his father's. The middle-aged woman sitting next to Yang Qing is Mrs. Xiahou's cousin, and she is talking to Xiahouyue. The old man sitting next to Yang Qing is Zhao Fangzheng of our house, who is also an old man.

The conversation was lively, and as soon as this man sat down, he started chatting with Yang Qing in a familiar manner.

At this time, Aunt Gu saw that most of the people had arrived, and the meat, vegetables and drinks had been served. She walked lightly to Xia Houyue and said, "Madam, it's almost time to start."

Xia Houyue nodded and responded: "Well, let's have a dinner."

Holding a glass of wine, she followed Aunt Gu to the entrance of the main hall, which was a good place to take in both the inside and outside of the house, and began the speech that should be given before the banquet.

Yang Qing was actually a little hungry and sleepy for a long time. Just to maintain his grace in front of others, he kept kneeling down at the desk and echoing Zhao Fangzheng. It was really uncomfortable. He just wanted the birthday banquet to start earlier.

It was better for him to go back earlier. At this time, after hearing the opening remarks before the host's banquet, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!