Reborn and married to uncle, husband and wife teamed up to abuse scum.

Although the Xin family has many connections, it is not realistic for them to get a large amount of food quietly. If they want food, they have to go to the Xu family. If they go to the Xu family, Liao Zhi will definitely know. No one knows what Liao Zhi's attitude is.

Xin An felt it was too risky, mainly because they didn't have the capital to take risks. Although it was good to follow the dragon, one had to live in danger.

"We can't get food and fodder, but we can send some silver to show our appreciation. We are going to send a New Year gift to the Second Prince's Mansion. When the time comes, add another 30,000 taels and deliver it to General Xu in person."

Tang Mo thought about it and took out a handful of banknotes from his pocket, "This is a gift from the merchants below, you can keep it."

Xin An was not polite and told him that the banquet would be held the day after tomorrow. That day was a day off, so they would just treat it as a gathering before the New Year. "There will be seven or eight tables of people, and they are all close relatives. In addition, the gifts sent by each family have been registered. Everyone can understand that we cannot have a large banquet at this time, so we can add more gifts to the New Year gifts."

Tang Mo nodded. He was very relieved that Xin An would take care of these trivial matters. "Will this be too tiring for you?"

"good."

Xin An said it was just a matter of using his brain and mouth, "My body is getting heavier and heavier, but fortunately I have my mother to help me, so it's okay."

Soon the day of rest arrived, and the marquis' mansion, which had been quiet for a long time, became lively again. The Tang Yong and Tang Yu families were relatives, the Xin family, the Zhou family, and the Wang family were in-laws, and the Changhou, Qinhou, Yongshuangbo, and Liao families were good friends. All the families who received the invitation arrived early.

There have been fewer banquets in the capital since the passing of the empress dowager. The men were fine as they were out and about all day, but the women were all bored. Mrs. Liao and Liao Xiaolang arrived first, followed by the pregnant Lin Yao. Yan Wenhui and her family of three also arrived shortly afterwards.

"I've been feeling so pent up at home these days, just waiting for the invitation from the Marquis' Mansion."

The female relatives sitting together were all quite excited. When they saw Xin An, they all stared at her belly and joked that they would get married after the baby was born.

After a lively greeting, Tang Quaner and her two sisters, Xin Yue and Xin Yu came in with the newly placed vases. After placing the vases, they greeted everyone with a smile. The sight of all these pretty girls was pleasing to the eyes. Wang Baoer from the Wang family was among them. Xin An looked at Yan Yunxiang behind Lin Yao and said with a smile, "Miss Yan, these girls are all from our family. If you need anything, please find them as soon as possible."

Lin Yao looked at Xin An, knowing what was going on, and smiled, "My sister has been helping the family prepare for the New Year these days, and she's been busy like a top. I brought her here today to relax. I feel relieved to see so many girls. They're all around the same age, so they can talk to each other."

Wang Baoer stepped forward and took Yan Yunxiang's hand, "Sister Yan, I've heard of you and know that you might have done it. There are many flowers blooming in the yard, and there are a few pots of daffodils that are particularly beautiful. Let's go and see them together."

Wang Shi went home and told Mrs. Wang about Yan Yunxiang. When Mrs. Wang found out, she was very satisfied. A concubine's daughter is also a concubine's daughter of a marquis's mansion. Her biological mother was born into a good family and her maternal ancestors were not weak either. She was a well-educated girl.

In terms of family background, the Wang family is naturally far inferior to the Yan family, but Wang Shi is hardworking and has a promising future, and the Wang family also has prominent relatives. Wang Mian and his wife both feel that they can easily marry the girl from the Yan family.

As for the fact that the girl had a dead fiancé, they didn't mind it. If not, how could it be the Wang family's turn?

Tang Mo also told Yan Shimao about this. The Yan family had no complaints about Wang Shi. He was a young disciple of the emperor and had a dignified appearance. With a little support, his future would be limitless. Even though the Wang family did not have a strong foundation, he had the marriage to the Marquis' Mansion, and his cousin was already the prince of the Marquis' Mansion, so there was even less to complain about.

Today is a good day for the two young people to meet.

If everything goes well, the next step will be for Wang to meet with the wife of Wang Shien's teacher, politely reject the Wen family, and then the Wang family will hire a matchmaker to propose marriage to the Yan family.

But these are no longer Xin An's business. The Wang family and Wang's company will handle them on their own. Her task is to build relationships with each family and strengthen relations to accumulate more capital for herself and Tang Mo.

Tang Mo in the front yard was talking happily to everyone. Yan Shimao said with a smile, "Now people outside say that you are a prodigal son who has returned. Your reputation has spread."

Tang Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Is this appropriate for me?"

"Who gave you the reputation of being a playboy?"

Yan Shimao smiled meaningfully. Those close to him knew where his reputation came from. They lowered their voices and asked, "Is that it?"

Tang Mo curled his lips and smiled, "How could that be possible? Didn't you see that my old man's face is crooked today? I don't know how distressed I am. No one knows what he will do in the future. I have to be careful."

Yan Shimao found it very interesting. There were people who favored their children and grandchildren without any reason, but most of them were old ladies. How could a marquis be like a possessed person?

Patting Tang Mo's shoulder, he lowered his voice and said, "This is the right thing to do. Those who want to accomplish great things must remember not to be indecisive."

How much friendship can there be between brothers from the noble families?

They have been fighting for it all the way, and Yan Shimao knows the rules here too well.

Tang Mo smiled and said, "My father-in-law sent me a new kind of tea, which is different from the previous ones. Let's go and have some tea."

The bustle in the Marquis' Mansion seemed to have melted the snow and wind a little. The busy servants walked briskly. They were energetic to work because their master was prosperous. However, Tang Gang was the only one in the mansion who felt aggrieved at the moment. He wanted to use his illness as an excuse not to go out to meet guests and not give Tang Mo this face, but he was not completely stupid. He knew that doing so would offend the emperor, so he could only pretend to be happy. He watched Tang Mo being surrounded by stars and felt even more sorry for Tang Rong.

It was at this time that Tang Rong, who was hiding in the old ox cart, was on the verge of collapse. Originally, he could have kept calm and wanted to lie dormant, waiting to return to Beijing in three years to make other plans. He was in control of the shady affairs of the Marquis' Mansion and was not without bargaining chips.

Even if he is ultimately powerless, he will drag Tang Mo to death with him!

The snow and wind scratched his face and mouth, and blood beads appeared but were frozen by the wind and snow. How miserable he looked!

He gradually lost his balance, unable to accept such a gap, unable to accept Tang Gang's ruthlessness, unable to accept the dark life in the next three years. Resentment and anger almost swallowed him up, but he could do nothing now...

"Have you rested enough? You can leave now."

The yamen runners suffered along with him and were very impatient. "This old cow walks too slowly. How long will it take to finish this 500-mile journey?"

"It's so cold and freezing, it's really painful."

Everyone knew that Tang Rong had a bag with silver in it. If he had taken out some of it to buy everyone a pot of wine, he would not have been treated like this. However, he was stingy and would not spend a penny. The yamen runners were even more dissatisfied and made him suffer all the way.

"How long until we arrive?"

Tang Rong decided to write a letter to Tang Gang and then send a message to the Wei family. At this point, he didn't have much power to take advantage of. He still had the leverage over Tang Gang in his hand and would never fall so easily.

The bailiff rolled his eyes at him and said, "At your pace, you can't even walk thirty miles a day. Can you calculate how long it will take?"