Chapter 200 Happy Birthday, Thank you

On the other side, Yu Qingyi, Yang Yunyan, Yang Yunxue and Luo Qian were still waiting at the end of the street.

Yang Yunxue lifted the car curtain and looked at the long line in front of her, and couldn't help but click her tongue.

"How long will it take before it's our turn?"

Yu Qingyi also broadened her horizons. It was the first time she had seen such a grand scene.

"There's no other way. We can only line up here."

There are rules for queuing. Although they are not overly strict, they cannot be ignored.

The noble ones should naturally be placed in front, while the officials of lower ranks should be placed in the back. This has nothing to do with the time of day.

Yang Zhengshan was only a garrison commander, probably the lowest official position here. It was naturally impossible for Yu Qingyi and others to run to the front and attract attention, so they could only rank at the end.

"Alas, Dad's official position is still too low. I don't know when he can get promoted again!" Yang Yunxue muttered softly.

Yang Yunyan heard her words and couldn't help but reach out and hit her, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Yang Yunxue chuckled and stuck out her tongue.

Perhaps it was because Yang Zhengshan had been promoted too easily before, or perhaps it was because Yang Yunxue felt that Yang Zhengshan was very capable. In any case, Yang Yunxue felt that Yang Zhengshan should not be confined to a defensive position.

This probably comes from the daughter's admiration for her father.

They waited in line for more than half an hour before arriving at the gate of the Marquis' Mansion.

Yu Qingyi took a deep breath, straightened her clothes, and then walked out of the carriage with Qingxia's help.

With her level of cultivation, she naturally doesn't need anyone to support her, but as an official's wife, she still has to pay attention to her appearance.

After Yang Yunyan and the other two got off the carriage, Yu Qingyi walked towards the gate. At the same time, Ding Qiu took the gift list and went to the gatehouse nearby.

"The wife of the garrison commander of Anyuan City greets the two young ladies!"

Arriving at the main gate, Yu Qingyi bowed to the two young ladies of the Marquis' Mansion.

Liang Han and Liang Fan bowed in return and said with a smile, "It turns out to be Madam Yang. I have long heard that Madam Yang is extraordinary and it is true that she is as famous as she is today!"

Obviously, these two young ladies had done their homework. Not only did they know about Yang Zhengshan, the garrison commander, they also knew that Yu Qingyi came from the underworld.

Yu Qingyi had a gentle smile between her eyebrows and said to Liang Han who was speaking: "Young Madam is also heroic and valiant."

Liang Han was in her early thirties, with a regular appearance and bright eyes. She did not look weak or delicate like a woman, but had a straight and upright posture, and exuded a sense of boldness.

One can tell at first glance that this young lady is also a warrior, and her cultivation seems to be quite high.

This is normal. There are many warriors in the families of nobles, and most of their daughters have practiced martial arts. Even many of them have a high level of cultivation.

The family that can marry into the Changping Marquis's Mansion is most likely a noble family. Even if it is not a noble family, it is at least a family of military generals.

The three of them exchanged a few polite words, and then Liang Han called over a little maid and led Yu Qingyi and others into the mansion.

Although Yu Qingyi and the others were almost at the end of the line, they were not the last ones after all. The two young ladies still had other guests to greet, so they did not chat with Yu Qingyi for long.

After entering the mansion, Yu Qingyi followed the little maid with a faint smile on her face. Yang Yunyan looked straight ahead nervously, while Yang Yunxue looked around casually. As for the little girl Luo Qian, she was even more nervous. She followed Yang Yunxue closely, her body tense.

The four people's reactions were different, which was normal.

Although Yu Qingyi came from the underworld, she had seen some big scenes after all. Moreover, in the past two years, she had dealt with many officials' families in Anyuan City, such as the wife of Xu Jin, the military governor, and the wife of Lin Shoude, the prefect. They often had small gatherings.

So now Yu Qingyi has some experience in socializing in the backyard, but it is her first time to attend a birthday party like today, so she will be more cautious.

Although Yang Yunyan is the eldest daughter of the Yang family, she used to be just a peasant girl. Even though she has been living in the Yang family for the past few years and has lived a wealthy life, she has long been accustomed to her identity as a peasant girl, and it is difficult for her to change much in her personality.

In comparison, Yang Yunxue has more of the demeanor of a lady from a wealthy family. She is young, and with the guidance of Nanny Li, Yang Yunxue is even better than Yu Qingyi in terms of rules and etiquette. She can also perform very easily in some big scenes.

As for Rosie, it is normal for a merchant's daughter to feel nervous and inferior here.

Fortunately, Luo Qian was just nervous and didn't have any other thoughts, otherwise it might have brought some unnecessary trouble to the Yang family.

The backyard of the general's mansion is very large, much larger than that of the Yang family's, and the scenery and decoration are very beautiful, which is something that the Yang family cannot compare to.

Even though Cao Han had spent a lot of time and effort to set up the current Yang family, it was still far inferior to the General's Mansion.

The key point is that the General's Mansion did not constitute an usurpation of power, but the Yang family had actually already done so, but because that was not the courtyard expanded by Yang Zhengshan, so even if it was an usurpation of power, it had reason to be justified.

After passing through the corridor, Yu Qingyi soon arrived at a garden.

The pavilions and towers in the garden are scattered around, and the rockery and pond are unique. Although it is late autumn now, there are still many blooming flowers in the garden. There is even a greenhouse next to it, which is filled with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants.

The officials' wives, dressed in gorgeous clothes, gathered in groups of three or five, admiring the flowers, chatting and laughing.

Yu Qingyi glanced at the ladies and young ladies gathered together, and then followed the maid to the main hall of the main courtyard.

They came to celebrate the birthday, so naturally they would wish the Marquis’s wife a happy birthday first.

Soon they entered the main hall, where the marquis's wife sat in the main seat, and there were many ladies and young ladies sitting on both sides. These people should be distinguished guests, otherwise they would not be qualified to stay here.

"The wife of the garrison commander of Anyuan City, Mrs. Yu, wishes the old lady good fortune as vast as the East Sea and a long life as long as the Southern Mountains!"

Yu Qingyi entered the hall, bowed, and said a very common birthday greeting. According to her idea, they came in just for the sake of formality, and could leave after saying a few auspicious words.

Then you wait in the yard until the banquet starts, and after the banquet you can go back.

But she didn't expect that after seeing her, the Marquis's wife actually laughed and said, "You are Madam Yang! Haha, come, come and sit over here!"

Yu Qingyi really didn't expect that the Marquis's wife would ask her to sit down.

Not only did she not expect this, but no one else in the hall expected this either.

When Yu Qingyi came in, the other people in the hall didn't pay any attention at all. They continued chatting as usual, and most of them didn't even look at Yu Qingyi.

This is normal. After all, the later one comes in, the lower his status.

Yu Qingyi was stunned for a moment, then hurried forward and sat down below the Marquis's wife.

"Thank you, Madam!"

Yang Yunyan and the other two girls stood behind her in silence.

Today is the Marquis’s fiftieth birthday. She doesn’t actually look old. Her face is rosy and her eyes are clear. Apart from the crow’s feet at the corners of her eyes, she doesn’t look old at all.

However, her outfit seemed a bit old-fashioned. She wore a headband and a navy blue vest, and looked like an old lady.

In fact, fifty years old is considered an old lady here.

Yang Zhengshan can call himself an old man at the age of forty, let alone fifty.

"How is Lord Yang these days?" The Marquis's wife took Yu Qingyi's hand affectionately and asked softly.

Yu Qingyi felt a little confused. She remembered Yang Zhengshan saying that his family didn't have much interaction with the Marquis's Mansion, so why did the Marquis's wife act so close to them?
"The master is doing well recently, but I'm sorry to bother you, madam!" Yu Qingyi didn't know what to say, so she could only be polite.

However, the Marquis's wife chuckled, "It's not me who is worried, it's the Marquis who is worried."

"In the past two years, the Marquis has often mentioned Lord Yang, saying that Lord Yang has the ability to lead troops and has the talent to govern the country. The Marquis thinks highly of Lord Yang!"

After hearing this, Yu Qingyi couldn't help but tremble in her heart.

What does it mean?
Praise?

It sounds like a compliment, but why does it sound a bit like overpraising?
What kind of person can lead troops? He must be a general at least. Obviously, Yang Zhengshan has not reached such a level.

What kind of person has the talent for managing the world? This ability to govern the country and ensure the people's safety cannot be used on Yang Zhengshan. Yang Zhengshan is a military officer, and it is reasonable for him to lead troops to fight, but governing the country and ensuring the people's safety is not something Yang Zhengshan should worry about.

Such compliments seemed a bit excessive in Yu Qingyi's ears. It was not that Yu Qingyi felt that Yang Zhengshan did not have such ability, but these compliments were not suitable for Yang Zhengshan.

"Your Majesty, you are too kind. You are a real general. My master is not worthy of your praise!" Yu Qingyi said carefully.

Mrs. Hou was smiling. She did not continue the topic but raised her head to look at Yang Yunxue who was standing behind Yu Qingyi.

"You must be Yunxue!"

Yang Yunxue was stunned and quickly saluted, "Madam, I am Yang Yunxue!"

"She is indeed very pretty!" The Marquis's wife nodded with satisfaction.

Yang Yunxue was no longer as calm and casual as before. She was so nervous that her body was tense and she didn't dare to breathe.

The other people in the hall looked at her one after another, and there seemed to be other meanings in their eyes.

"Haha, Zhou Zheng is Zhou Zheng, but his background is a bit poor!"

Just then, a lady suddenly interrupted.

Yu Qingyi looked in the direction of the voice and saw the person who was speaking was a lady in her forties. She naturally didn't know this lady and didn't understand why she wanted to come forward.

The Yang family came from a farming family, and they should have the lowest origin here.

The lady's words were clearly meant to belittle Yang Yunxue.

Yu Qingyi frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy, but she didn't say anything in the end.

After all, this is the Marquis' Mansion, not a place where she can do whatever she wants.

Besides, she didn't want to cause trouble for Yang Zhengshan, so she tried to endure it for a while.

Madam Hou seemed a little dissatisfied. She glanced at the lady and said in a cold voice, "What you said is not right. The Yang family came from a peasant family. How can this be considered a low origin?"

"Weren't you the Zhengyang Marquis's family also farmers a hundred years ago? Your old man lived in the countryside for more than ten years! Why don't you say that your old man was born in a low class!"

She said this without mercy at all, and did not give any face to the Zhengyang Marquis' Mansion.

But there was nothing wrong with what she said. In terms of origin, who here could compare to the Changping Marquis Mansion? The first generation of the Changping Marquis Mansion was a founding hero, and it has been passed down for more than three hundred years.

Before becoming founding heroes, the Liang family was also a martial arts family.

In comparison, all the nobles in Dayong actually rose to prominence in the last one or two hundred years. The earliest batch of nobles either fell into decline and their inheritance was cut off, or their titles were stripped away due to their faults.

So stop talking about origin, background, and inheritance in the Changping Marquis Mansion, because there is really no comparison.

(End of this chapter)