Seeing that the person coming was Wu Huaidao, Wu Zhao said calmly: "What? Are you looking for my mother if you have something to do?"
Wu Zhao didn't have a good impression of the Wu family, but fortunately she found that she was a good material in martial arts, and she improved very quickly. In just a few years, she was already a big star, and she was not afraid of being bullied by them.
Yang didn't dislike Wu Huaidao so much. At least compared to others, Wu Huaidao was kind to them and would secretly send them some things during holidays.
Wu Huaidao tiptoed to the two of them and handed over the items.
"My nephew wishes my aunt a happy birthday. I hope you will be strong, able to eat, sleep well, live for eighteen hundred years, and live forever. This..."
There is only so much ink in Wu Huaidao's stomach, which is very similar to Samurai Rang, both of whom have no literary talent.
Wu Zhao frowned slightly: "What are you talking about? Are you wishing me a birthday or insulting my mother?"
"I...I..."
Wu Huaidao hesitated and felt a little embarrassed, so he could only put down the gift and turned to leave.
Wu Zhao sighed: "Giving things away is like being a thief. They are so bully, how can there be people like you!"
Yang patted Wu Zhao on the shoulder: "Wu'er must not be rude. He is just timid and fearful. He is better than those people who are full of tyranny. Let's see what it is."
After the words fell, Yang opened the package. The next moment he was slightly stunned and couldn't help but look at Wu Zhao.
Inside the package were several bolts of silk brocade, which were brightly colored and looked like high-quality goods.
Wu Zhao felt cold in his heart and called Wu Huai directly: "Hey, take everything you sent me!"
After Wu Huaidao was stopped, he walked back in a daze.
"My father asked me to send this here. Wouldn't it be a good idea to take it back? What if my father wants to scold me?"
Wu Zhao said angrily: "You are really stupid. Do you know what he means? Take it away quickly!"
"oh."
Wu Huaidao was about to take it away, but Yang shook his head.
"Wu'er, it's been so many years, why can't you let go of that anger? Even if you are a bad person, this thing is always good, right?"
In the past, Yang would naturally have looked down upon these things, but now she wanted to make Wu'er live a better life, and she couldn't pretend to be tough.
If Wu Zhao can be recognized by the Wu family, he may be able to find his home more quickly in the future.
Wu Zhao did not follow Yang this time, but retorted: "Good stuff? Just a few silk brocades?"
"My master's cloth production in Chang'an exceeds this dozens of times in one day!"
"Huh? Your master? How do I remember that Li Yunxiao didn't agree to accept you as his disciple?"
A strange voice suddenly interrupted Wu Zhao's words.
I saw a woman in gorgeous clothes but with a somewhat mean face walking in with a smile, followed by several maids and guards, all of whom were beautifully dressed, forming a sharp contrast with the Yang family.
The Shan family, the wife of Wu Zhao's cousin Wu Huailiang, had always disliked the Yang family after the death of the warrior Xun.
Seeing this, Wu Huaidao quickly and quietly left the place.
When Mr. Shan came closer and saw how dilapidated the courtyard was, he couldn't help but shook his head and said in a mocking tone: "I didn't expect that you have lived here for so long and the place has not changed at all. Don't you know how to take care of it?"
"It's really ridiculous that you still want to climb up to the Great Fortune General of the Tang Dynasty!"
"I'm afraid that when people come in and see this look, they will turn around and leave. Wouldn't it make both my Wu family and you look dishonored?"
As he spoke, Master Shan stroked his sleeves and continued: "It's a pity that I wasn't there that day. If I were here, even if Li Fujiang fell in love with me, he wouldn't fall in love with you, a little girl."
Yang didn't say anything, she just wrapped the cloth and satin quietly.
But Wu Zhao was not used to her: "Oh, just you? How dare you, a common man like you, say that Li Fu will fall in love with you? Where's your face?"
Mr. Shan covered his mouth and chuckled: "Yes, I am a layman. Unlike you, my sister, I am rich in knowledge and proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. May I ask when will my sister come to Beijing to take the exam? Now that I have become a high official, I can borrow my help from you." The splendor of a good man, his long face..."
Just as Wu Zhao was about to reply, Yang pulled her and said calmly: "Why are you here?"
Shanshi took a few steps forward with his hands behind his back.
"Are you always pretending to be confused with me? Today is your birthday, how dare we not come over."
After finishing his words, Mr. Shan clapped his hands, and the people who came behind him were carrying fruits and vegetables that were not very fresh and began to order his men to cook.
"You have taken them orally today. I heard that General Li Fu ordered people to bring them back and plant them after several years of traveling across the ocean. You haven't tasted them yet, have you?"
Yang and Wu Zhao didn't pay attention to her appearance of not treating her as an outsider, wondering what kind of medicine she was selling in her gourd.
It wasn't until the meal was finished, the table, bowls, and chopsticks were placed, and several people sat across from each other, that Shanshi asked.
"Auntie, I won't say anything long-winded. I'm here today because I actually have something to discuss with you."
"What's the matter?"
Shanshi looked at Wu Zhao and said calmly: "As the saying goes, it's time for a girl to leave the government. Now my sister should consider marriage. Although she is only a teenager, she is already old."
Yang said expressionlessly: "So, you have already found a good match, right?"
Shanshi smiled and said, "No, I am the only one in the whole family who cares about you."
"I heard a few days ago that Wu Huaiyun's official official in their county has not yet married and had children. Although he is much older than his sister, he is better than his official position..."
"Is this what you call your heart?" Yang interrupted coldly.
For all businessmen working in the county who are not over thirty years old, is this not throwing Wu Zhao into a pit of fire?
Master Shan heard the sarcasm in Yang's tone, and couldn't help but sneer: "Then who do you think is worthy of her? A minister, a prime minister? Or the current majesty!?"
"You have to think clearly, the Wu family now is not the same as before. Besides, when I married into the family, my husband was also an ordinary person. But as long as he is promising, who knows whether he will become a successful person in the future?"
Yang knew this was true, but she still didn't want to, so she refused to answer.
Shanshi sighed.
"If you keep doing this, I'm afraid someone will be locked up here for the rest of his life."
Seeing that his mother was being talked about all the time, Wu Zhao couldn't help it. He raised his glass and poured it over.
Shanshi was drenched by the wine and was silent for a while before he realized what he was doing. He pointed at Wu Zhao with a trembling hand.
"You...you dare to splash me!?"
Wu Zhao was completely unafraid, his eyebrows furrowed and his phoenix eyes glaring angrily.
"What's wrong with you? You're a venomous old woman who is full of nonsense about Mulun. Whether I, Wu Zhao, get married or not has nothing to do with you! What does it have to do with your Wu family!"
"Okay, you little brat who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, I was kind enough to help your mother lighten her burden, but instead she was left alone. Do you still think you are the second young lady of the Wu family?!"
"Hmph, if you bunch of bastards hadn't helped Yuan Qing, Yuanshuang and the others occupy all the property and drove us into this dilapidated courtyard, would my mother and I have ended up in this situation?"
"I think you told me that the matchmaker was fake. You must have accepted the benefits from the county magistrate before setting foot here."
Shanshi wanted to refute, but Wu Zhao pushed back the next moment.
"I'm telling you, you can dream! I, Wu Zhao, will become a nun from now on, and I won't let you decide my future!"
