HLnovel Chapter 220 Who Despises Who
Chapter 220 Who Despises Who
Yang Nian'er refused: "No, let's walk back."
"Walking back?"
It takes less than half an hour by carriage from Chengyang Marquis Mansion to Nianluoxiang Drink Shop.
Wei Luo looked at the little girl in front of him in confusion. Seeing her unhappy expression, he didn't dare to say anything. He watched Yang Nian'er carry her mother's package and walk clumsily into the distance.
Turning one alley after another, Yang Nian'er repeatedly said they were almost there, but there was still no hope. Zhang Fengshou complained, "It's so far, and you insist on walking instead of taking a carriage."
Yang Tiezhu was embarrassed and scolded his daughter: "You girl, someone wanted to send you off, but you insisted on going on your own. You don't even care about your parents."
Yang Nian'er said angrily, "You didn't feel tired after walking from Shangyang Village to the capital, but how come you feel tired after just these two steps?"
Yang Tiezhu was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, but his mother quickly stopped him and said, "Boss, calm down. We are still on the street."
Yang Pan'er hurriedly said: "The capital is beautiful. Why don't we walk here? We can't see it yet."
"That's right, that's right, to see the scenery." Yang's mother quickly agreed.
The mother and daughter exchanged a few words, gradually calming their anger. Not long after, they arrived at Nianluo's fragrant drink shop. Yang Nian'er did not go through the shop door, but walked to the alley next to it and entered through the main door.
The group was so shocked by the huge mansion that they were speechless. Yang Tiezhu even looked around inside and out three times before returning to the hall.
"Third girl, is this your house?"
Yang Nian'er looked at her father with an uncomfortable look in her eyes. She ignored his question, leaned against the beam, and said coldly, "Why are you running to the capital when you're not busy having a son at home?"
Hearing this, Yang's mother wiped her tears with a handkerchief.
"Last year, our family bought your father a concubine. She was so pregnant, but who would have thought she would run off with another man and take away all the family money? We really can't stay in the village anymore, so we came to the capital to find you."
Yang Tiezhu's face turned pale. "Why did you tell her this?"
Yang Nian'er was too lazy to listen to their nonsense and asked, "You don't want to live in the capital, do you?"
"No, no." It was still Mother Yang who spoke: "We just want to make some money in the capital and then go back."
"How do you make money?" Yang Nian'er immediately stood up alertly and warned: "I tell you, you can live with me, but you can't go to my second sister, and you can't ask her for money. She is not your daughter now. She has her own brothers and sisters, and a husband."
Yang Pan'er interrupted, "Second sister got married?"
Yang Nian'er nodded. Worried that her parents would go to her second sister, causing disdain in the Chengyang Marquisate and putting her in a difficult position, she threatened, "Second sister is now the princess, the emperor's daughter-in-law. The prince's residence has many rules, and the palace has even more. If you speak carelessly, you could be beheaded. Don't blame me for not warning you."
Everyone was surprised and happy, but also a little timid because of Yang Nian'er's intimidation, but they still couldn't help asking about Yang Xier, and Yang Nian'er answered casually.
Zhang Fengshou looked at his sister-in-law in front of him, his eyes shining: "Little sister, do you have a man?"
"What are you talking about!" Yang Pan'er hurriedly patted her man.
Yang Tiezhu realized what his son-in-law meant, and his thoughts began to stir: "Third girl, I saw that young man treated you well today. Does he want to marry you?"
Yang Nian'er was furious: "Why, you want to use me as a gift again?"
Mother Yang scolded him hastily, "What nonsense are you talking about, child? When a girl grows up, she will eventually get married. Your father is doing this for your own good."
"I advise you to give up on that idea!" Yang Nian'er snorted coldly: "Do you know who he is? He is the prince of the Duke of Weiguo Mansion and the future Duke of Weiguo. How can I have the nerve to marry him?"
"That's nothing!" Yang Tiezhu said unconcernedly, "If your second sister can become a princess, why can't you marry into the Duke's Mansion? Don't be so useless. Learn from your second sister how to please a man."
Yang Nian'er rolled her eyes in disdain. "My second sister's last name is Lu, not Yang. Her father was a great general who died for his country. Her maternal grandfather was a Duke who guarded the Yunzhao Mansion for generations. Her sister is the Marquis of Chengyang, and her brother is a young hero with a promising future. She got married with a beautiful wedding dress, what do I have, you guys?"
With a "slap", Yang Tiezhu jumped up and slapped Yang Nian'er in the face. Yang's mother hurriedly grabbed her husband's arm and scolded him, "You dead girl, do you have any conscience? We worked so hard to feed and clothe you, and raised you to this age, just for you to despise us."
"Do I dislike you, or do you dislike me?"
Tears welled up in Yang Nian'er's eyes, but she didn't let them fall. She snorted coldly, "You beat your wife every day at home and sulk, yet you don't even dare to ask your second uncle for three acres of land. You support your parents every day, but when you need money yourself, you can't even get an egg back. You are all more cowardly than the other, yet you want me to climb up the social ladder. It's a joke. If you have the ability, go and do it yourself."
Yang Tiezhu was so angry that he raised his other hand to hit him. Yang Nian'er was prepared and squatted to avoid him. When she ran to the door, she turned around and said angrily, "This is my house. If you want to live here, live here honestly. If you don't want to live here, get out of here."
After that, he ran out.
Yang Tiezhu's face was dull, and with his hands behind his back, he said in a dignified voice, "It's your own home, you can find a room to stay in. Don't be polite, I'll go out for a walk."
This time, they arrived at the Ningyuan Palace.
Yang Tiezhu bravely went forward and knocked on the door. A security guard opened the door and looked at the old man dressed as a farmer. He asked curiously, "Who are you?"
Yang Tiezhu cleared his throat and said arrogantly, "I'm looking for the princess. I'm your princess's father."
"Our princess's father was the former Marquis of Chengyang, who died in battle outside Yanmen Pass a year ago. If you want to beg for food, come back with a different excuse." The guard jokingly closed the door.
Yang Tiezhu hurriedly blocked the door and said, "Adoptive father, I am the princess's adoptive father. Tell her immediately, otherwise she will find out and punish you for disrespect."
"I'm afraid that's impossible!" Upon hearing this, the guard didn't confirm the truth and said with a smile: "Our princess made a mistake and was sent back to her parents' home by His Highness. If you want to find the princess, you have to go to the Chengyang Marquis' Mansion."
Yang Tiezhu's heart skipped a beat: "What mistake did I make?"
"I won't say more about this." The guard slowly closed the door.
Yang Tiezhu hurried to the Chengyang Marquis' Mansion, but the further he walked, the more uneasy he felt. He came across a roadside tea stall. He counted out the copper coins in his pocket, ordered a pot of tea, and then started chatting with the stall owner.
"Brother, do you know the princess of Ningyuan Palace?"
"Of course I know." There were often customers chatting at the stall, so he knew something about it. There were few people at this hour, so he sat down and chatted with Yang Tiezhu.