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Mr. Hu is sixty and five years old this year. He made outstanding military exploits in his early years. Now he is serving as the Privy Councilor, and he has ordered the Haozhou regiment to be trained as an envoy. Therefore, although he is a military commander, his status in the court is not lower than that of civilian officials of the same level.
The Xu family and the Hu family didn't have much friendship at first. It was only because of the close relationship between Xu and Hu Ling that the two families started to get along in the past six months.
On this day, Xu Gucheng was busy with official business in the government office and could not attend the banquet, so only Mrs. Lu brought Xu Pingqi and Xu Qian to the birthday banquet of Mrs. Hu.
The birthday gift was a hunting picture that Xu Gucheng had made long ago, which was carved into a six-leaf wooden screen.
Hu Ling had been waiting for the promise by the door early. When he saw the familiar carriage, he rushed out immediately.
"Liu Niang, Liu Niang."
She said goodbye to Xu Nuo the day before yesterday and returned to the Hu Mansion. When she returned home, her mother kept talking to her for a long time. She was busy with other things, so she didn't take time to look for Xu Nuo again.
When she rushed to the carriage, she didn't want to see a slender hand with red nails sticking out from behind the curtain.
Hu Ling knew that he would never dye his nails.
So, she held back her joy and did not pull the person out directly.
The car curtain was lifted, and a beautiful face appeared in front of Hu Ling, followed by a soft and waxy greeting: "Ms. Hu Sanniang."
Hu Ling cleverly took a step back.
She met Xu Nuo the day before yesterday, but Xu Nuo didn't tell her that Xu Qian had also come to Bianjing, so she was shocked.
Xu Qian was helped out of the carriage by her maid, she covered her mouth with a fan and smiled: "Ms. Hu Sanniang, what's going on? When you see me, it's like you've seen a ghost."
Hu Ling sneered and said with a bit of disgust on his face: "Isn't he just a ghost?"
Then he went to the back to greet Mr. Lu. After seeing the gift, he took Xu Nuo's hand and led her in. As he walked, he said with a smile: "Mr. Beijiang also came to congratulate my grandfather on his birthday. My grandfather was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear after learning about it. , if I tell him in the future that Mr. Beijiang followed me to Beijing, do you think my grandfather will be happier?"
There is a reason for Mr. Hu to be happy.
Zhu Shang has been in business for many years. No matter where you are, no matter who invites you, no one will show up at all kinds of banquets.
Now, as soon as he enters Beijing, he appears on Mr. Hu's birthday, which shows the status of Mr. Hu in his eyes.
Xu Nuo smiled. He only said that Zhu Shang was famous and that Mr. Hu should be happy, but he did not answer Hu Ling's subsequent questions.
Mr. Hu may be happy that Zhu Shang gave him the honor to attend the banquet, but he may not be happy that his precious granddaughter is getting close to an unruly and arrogant person.
These are all things for later, Xu Nuo didn’t want to spoil Hu Ling’s interest. Prepare to talk to her later.
Xu Nuo followed Hu Ling into the flower hall, greeted Mrs. Hu and then took her seat. After sitting down, she couldn't help but frown. There were many more people here than she expected.
"Why are there so many people?"
Hu Ling nodded and said: "My mother also said that there were too many people coming. The invitations we sent out were all without exception. Everyone came, and they came with their families. If not for the careful preparation, today's dishes would not be complete." There’s not enough for these people.”
After sitting for a while. Xu Ruoyou Ruowu heard someone mention Zhu Shang's name several times, and instantly understood the reason.
I think there are many people who came to Hu Mansion today to meet the prodigy from many years ago, now Mr. Bei Jiang.
"Why did Xu Siniang come to the capital?" Hu Ling put one hand on the table and played with the tea cup with the other, looking at Xu Qian who was not far away.
Xu Qian is so beautiful that her reputation spread half a day after the tea ceremony. Although her tea skills are not good, her appearance is worthy of praise.
But the Hu family has been busy preparing for Mrs. Hu's birthday these past two days, and Hu Ling returned home at the busiest time. Naturally, no one had time to tell her about these interesting things happening in the capital.
Xu Nuo said with a low smile: "She went to Beijing alone to participate in the tea ceremony competition. I was so embarrassed that I went to the eldest princess's mansion."
After hearing this, Hu Ling raised her voice and said, "Xu Liu Niang. Are you sure this is implicated?"
So much so that you won the tea master competition and became a tea master who can visit famous tea masters with famous cards from now on?
When Hu Ling's voice came up, people naturally looked over, including Xu Qian.
When Xu Qian heard the word tea person, she immediately looked away.
She was heartbroken about participating in the tea man competition, which was originally meant to embarrass Xu Nuo. But I don’t want Xu Nuo to take advantage of it, and it’s a big advantage!
It's all to blame that the eldest princess didn't follow the habit of only giving honors to nobles in the tea ceremony competition in previous years, but instead gave Xu Nuo an honor.
Xu Qian felt that Lord Jiaren County was only looking for her as a pawn and would not take care of her at all if something happened.
Just talking about the tea man competition, what the Lord Jiaren wants to do is to discredit the Xu family sisters and doesn't care about her at all.
But she, Xu Qian, would not easily become someone else's pawn.
It's not certain who is the chess piece between her and the head of Jiaren County.
Xunuo ignored Xu Qian's resentful gaze and continued to talk to Hu Ling. During the conversation, his eyes swept over the faces of the people in the flower hall one by one.
She has seen these ladies and ladies more or less, but only once.
Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure.
Lady Wu!
Lady Wu is here too?
Although Mrs. Wu is good at embroidery, due to her status, the Hu family has no reason to invite her to the banquet.
Xu Nuo poked Hu Ling's shoulder, raised her chin in the direction of Madam Wu, and asked her what was going on.
When Hu Ling saw Mrs. Wu, she immediately turned her head and her body muscles showed tension.
"What's going on?" Xu Nuo didn't expect Hu Ling's reaction and hurriedly asked in a low voice.
Hu Ling coughed lightly, sat up straight, lowered her eyes and replied: "This is Mrs. Wu. She taught me embroidery when I was a child. She is famous for being strict. I was most afraid of her when I was a child, and I still learn it now." If you don’t know how to work as a female worker, she must have taught you.”
At the end of Hu Ling's words, there was a sense of indignation in his tone.
After Xu Nuo heard this, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at Mrs. Wu again.
This Mrs. Wu, who is slender but has a round face and big eyes, is actually a stern person in Hu Ling's eyes?
When Mrs. Wu was teaching Xu Nuo, she was gentle and tolerant. When she saw her embroidery skills, she never said a harsh word, let alone scolded her.
This is the kind of person who can actually make Hu Ling, who is as big-hearted as the mouth of a well, afraid of him since he was little!
She didn't believe it.
But she had seen Mrs. Wu's personality, and she also knew what kind of person Hu Ling was.
These are what her eyes saw.
In this way, it was either that Hu Ling was timid when she was a child and changed her temper when she grew up, or Mrs. Wu kept pretending to be gentle in front of her.
Thinking of this, Xu Nuo remembered that someone had touched her things on the day she took Hu Ling back to Beijing.
Chuntang and Qi Qi would never touch the things on her bed.
She arranged everything herself, but after sending Hu Ling off and having dinner at Zhu Shang's house that day, she clearly felt that something was different on the couch.
The box in which she usually kept her damaged handkerchiefs moved slightly.
She was too tired at the time, so she didn't open it to check. She just thought that other maids accidentally touched it when they came into the house to pack things.
Now it seems that it is not that simple.
"But I heard people say that this Madam Wu is very popular with all the ladies. She often goes to the official families to teach the ladies and maids who have not yet left the government. If it is true as you say, how can anyone flock to find her?"
Xu Nuo had doubts in his heart and asked.
Hu Ling pouted and said: "It is precisely because of her strictness that she can teach good apprentices. She taught several of my sisters. Naturally, my mother also invited her to teach me, but I am the only one who has not learned from her. That hand embroidery skill.”
Hearing this, Xu Nuo understood why Mrs. Wu appeared here.
She thought for a moment and told Hu Ling her guess.
When Hu Ling heard this, he stretched out his arms and patted Ping Ji.
Xu Nuo quickly stopped Hu Ling without causing others to look this way.
Mrs. Hu, a stern person, became patient and tolerant when she was taught by the Xu family. No matter who you think about it, you can guess that Mrs. Hu has bad intentions.
Hu Ling said angrily: "What are you going to do, Mrs. Hu? Did you offend anyone during my absence?"
"You're not even in Bianjing, how can a peaceful woman like me provoke others?" Xu Nuo probably had a guess in his mind, so he took advantage of Hu Ling for fun.
Hu Ling smiled and pinched Xu Nuo, then she lay in Xu Nuo's ear and whispered: "Xu Liu Niang, are you saying that I am restless? I wonder who is climbing on the wall all day long?"
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The author kept working overtime during the recent Canton Fair in Guangzhou. I finally took a break today and coded a chapter. Please read it first. (To be continued.).
