Springtime Farming: A Happy Wife At Home

A group of individuals hurriedly entered the scene.

They proceeded directly to the main room.

Zhao Zhai fixed a stern gaze on Sun Qian and Sun Bai, who stood in the corridor, and exclaimed loudly, “Who are you? What brings you to our mulberry garden? Leave immediately!”

Qiao Xuan, startled by the loud and aggressive voice, glanced at the manager who was giving her a report. His anxiety was palpable.

They were all aware that the Old Master, Eldest Young Master, and Second Young Master had likely engaged in some dubious activities within the mulberry garden, and news of their presence would surely reach others. A confrontation was inevitable.

Qiao Xuan pondered whether Madame Shao would be able to handle the situation.

Qiao Xuan sneered and shook her head dismissively. She paid no heed to the commotion outside.

Indifference was mirrored by Lixia and Liqiu.

Zhao Ye, with a sardonic smile, raised his voice. “This is the Zhao Family’s mulberry garden. Kindly depart now, or we’ll have to involve the authorities!”

It was clear to anyone with common sense that the Zhao Family held considerable wealth in Yangzhou and maintained close ties with local officials, possibly even enjoying special privileges with the magistrate.

While Zhao Ye’s words appeared polite on the surface, they carried a far more potent and intimidating message than Zhao Zhai’s loud outburst.

Qiao Xuan couldn’t help but think that perhaps this was why her irritable brother struggled to secure a prominent position within the family, resorting instead to dubious companions for solace and complaints.

Qiao Xuan delicately lifted the teacup and savored a sip of her tea, her smile betraying her keen interest in the unfolding events.

“How dare you! It seems you prefer the hard way!” Zhao Zhai’s voice seethed with anger as he made a move to storm into the room with his entourage.

But he was abruptly halted in his tracks.

Sun Qian and Sun Bai assigned two men to guard the doorway while leading the others forward, effectively blocking their path. Sun Qian spoke assertively, “Who let this unruly guest in? Show yourself out!”

Zhao Zhai’s eyes widened in disbelief, stunned by the rudeness of the words. His fury reached a boiling point, and he impulsively slapped Sun Bai across the face. “You wretched scoundrel!”

Sun Bai skillfully grabbed his hand, twisted it, and shoved him, causing Zhao Zhai to stagger backward and collide with two servants, sending all three tumbling to the ground.

The sound of knuckles cracking filled the air as Sun Bai eyed them coldly and spoke with unwavering composure, “This is my master’s domain. Even if you intended to pay a visit, didn’t anyone teach you the courtesy of knocking and conveying your message? Have you no manners? I will give you until the count of three to leave, or I will personally escort you out, one by one!”

Zhao Mu’s anger trembled in his voice as he retorted, “Absurd! This mulberry garden belongs to our family. When did it become your master’s? Who is your master, and why is he hiding from us?”

Sun Bai ignored his questions and continued sternly, “One!”

“You’re being unreasonable!”

“Two!”

“Three!”

“Take action!”

“Understood!”

Sun Qian and Sun Bai took the initiative. A dozen men surged forward, compelling the Zhao Family members to retreat.

The Zhao Family’s servants, in contrast, couldn’t match the agility displayed by Sun Bai and Sun Qian.