Chapter 461: Do You Want Our Flower Family to End?
Seeing that Hua Shao was in a good mood, Aunt Qing cautiously asked, "Master, I'm in a good mood today, but what's the good news?"
Hua Shao laughed: "As expected of Qing Niang, she understands me. There is indeed a good thing today."
Aunt Qing joined in and asked, and Hua Shao said, "The Prime Minister's house was ransacked, and it was our Yan Xi who did it."
Aunt Qing was shocked and blurted out: "How dare she! That's the Prime Minister's Mansion, she doesn't want her life!"
She was afraid that Hua Yanxi would harm the Hua family.
Hua Shao said unhappily: "Why don't you dare? The Prime Minister is certainly powerful, but Yan Xi is also the daughter-in-law of the royal family. What's wrong with raiding the Prime Minister's house? Only after this raid did we know that the Prime Minister has amassed a lot of money over the years.
According to people who saw it last night, those boxes carried more than a dozen carriages, and even the emperor was alarmed."
"Then, what does this matter have to do with that little one and Yan Xi?" Aunt Qing almost wanted to scold her again, but she held it back.
"The copying of the Prime Minister's house was ordered by Yan Xi. The emperor appointed the fifth prince as an imperial envoy. On the surface, the fifth prince is in charge, but in fact, the executor is our Yan Xi. This is really honorable to our ancestors."
Hua Shao is so happy and authentic.
Today he went to discuss business, and those people worth 2,500,000 to 80,000 who usually ignored him at the mention of cooperation all treated him respectfully.
Originally, he was a little angry that Hua Yanxi was favored by the emperor, but these people secretly hinted to him that for the sake of the fifth prince and concubine, they would consider him leisurely for future cooperation.
The other party that signed the deal today also gave him a lot of benefits.
Only then did he come to his senses. No matter what, he was Hua Yanxi's father. As long as this relationship continued, Hua Yanxi's life would never be difficult in the future.
As long as he treats his daughter better in the future, will his Hua family be able to prosper in the future?
Compared with these, the original ones are just some minor contradictions.
How can the father and daughter have an overnight feud? As long as he can put down his dignity and apologize to his daughter, according to Hua Yanxi's temperament, she can't defend him?
Aunt Qing said sourly: "You think of her as your daughter, but she may not think of you. You also don't think about how she forced us to pay back the money and took the old house back. If it weren't for her, we wouldn't be here now.
It will be so difficult.”
Hua Shao glared at her: "What do you know? These are just small coins. Yan Xi is now the imperial envoy to inspect hundreds of officials. Those officials must respect her wherever they dare to offend her. In addition, the prime minister's house has been confiscated now.
If so much stolen money is found, the emperor will definitely give me another reward. As long as we can ease the relationship with Yan Xi, we will make a lot of money, and maybe she can earn me the title of marquis in the future."
The more I think about it, the hotter my heart becomes.
When Aunt Qing saw Hua Shao being so conceited, she couldn't say anything and could only laugh along with her.
Hua Shao thought of something and said, "Tomorrow you take Yun'er to the door, pick some gifts to send, and apologize to her by the way."
"You want me to apologize to her? I am her elder after all. I just don't care about her. Why do I have to bow to her instead?" Aunt Qing said uncontrollably.
"Now is the problem that you don't care about her? Can your status be compared with hers? As long as you can have a good relationship with her, it doesn't matter if you bow your head for a while. Besides, it's just a verbal apology, not asking you to give her anything.
Kneel down and kowtow, if the relationship with her breaks down, do you want our Hua family to be destroyed?" Hua Shao angrily reprimanded.