The peasant girl has a private space, and her husband is handsome.

Through their conversation, Lord Xue discovered that he and Hu Pingfan were truly kindred spirits.

No one else knew how powerful Miss Su was, but he did know that after drinking a sip of the fertilizer water prepared by Miss Su, his years-long thirst was cured.

The dying father was saved by a small ginseng given to him by Miss Su.

He didn't dare tell anyone these things, afraid that no one would believe him.

The regret of having millions of people in the world, yet not a single one who understands my heart, is something no one can comprehend.

Such a beautiful encounter is rare indeed.

But now he finally has someone to confide in, and that person is Hu Pingfan.

Hu Pingfan, like him, admired Miss Su.

Lord Xue felt he had found a kindred spirit.

The two hit it off immediately, feeling like old friends who had known each other for ages. Their souls resonated, and they understood each other perfectly. Sitting together, they had endless things to talk about.

Lord Xue even affectionately held Hu Pingfan's hand and kept stroking it.

This attracted a lot of attention.

Many people were whispering among themselves, saying things like "good male homosexuality" or similar things.

Hu Pingfan endured it. In order to help Miss Su build connections, he endured it, trying his best to keep his eyes straight ahead and his expression unchanged.

Those who accomplish great things should not be bothered by trifles.

During the evening dinner rush, there weren't enough tables.

Fearing it would affect Gu's teahouse business, Lord Xue took Hu Pingfan to a nearby tavern to continue their conversation.

Lord Xue ordered a small private room and patted his chest, saying, "Brother Hu, it's my treat tonight. Please make yourself at home."

Hu Pingfan was a little confused: I was the one who wanted to win people's hearts for Miss Su, and I was the one who wanted to win over Lord Xue, so why did things turn out the other way around?

However, looking at the hand that Lord Xue was holding tightly, Hu Pingfan felt that the private room was quite nice, so that no one would criticize him for being a homosexual.

Lord Xue was in a good mood and became more generous, ordering two more jugs of peach blossom wine, a plate of braised beef, a plate of peanuts, and a plate of braised tofu.

After the waiter finished serving the dishes, Lord Xue said to his attendant, "Go wait outside and don't let anyone come in and disturb us."

You can chat more freely when no one bothers you.

"Yes, sir."

The attendant walked out of the private room without looking to the side, feeling quite awkward. Having followed Lord Xue for so long, this was the first time he had discovered that Lord Xue was actually a homosexual.

When Hu Pingfan saw the braised beef, he thought of the braised beef that Miss Su had sent to Shacheng by Mo Xiaobei during the Spring Festival.

"Lord Xue, let me tell you, Miss Su's braised beef is truly a delicacy."

Lord Xue has developed a habit: whenever he hears others say how good Miss Su is, he feels very happy.

Ah, it's so much easier and less stressful to talk to Hu Pingfan. Is this what it feels like to be on the same wavelength?

"Brother Hu, you've actually eaten Miss Su's braised beef? You're really lucky! Let me tell you, Miss Su made elm seed steamed buns a while ago, guess how much they cost?"

"Ordinary elm seed buns cost one coin each, but the Prime Minister's residence bought more than four hundred of them for fifty taels of silver. Moreover, I heard from the insider that before that, the steward of the Prime Minister's residence had spent one hundred taels each to buy elm seed buns made by Miss Su."

"So you're very lucky, Brother Hu, you got to eat here without spending a penny."

After drinking too much, the two became increasingly agitated.

Lord Xue: "Brother Hu, let me tell you, Miss Su is a favorite of Heaven, blessed with great fortune. Anyone who gets involved with Miss Su will have great luck."

Hu Pingfan: "You, you, you! You stole my lines! These are the words I wanted to say!"

Hu Pingfan was also quite certain that anyone who got involved with Miss Su would have great luck.

When he was cornered by countless men in black and thought he was going to die, he miraculously recovered after eating Miss Su's malt candy.

Moreover, he awakened the abilities of a strongman.

Through conversation, Lord Xue learned that Hu Pingfan had become Miss Su's capable manager with only five hundred taels of silver.

This is so enviable! This guy named Hu Pingfan is truly extraordinary.

"I gave Miss Su ten thousand taels of silver, but I'm not even hers yet."

Hu Pingfan: "Five hundred taels is all I have left. Is ten thousand taels all Lord Xue has left?"

Lord Xue was finally convinced.

So it turns out that you have to give your all to show your sincerity.

No wonder Hu Pingfan could eat the braised beef made by Miss Su herself, but he couldn't.

After chatting for a while, the two found that they shared surprisingly similar views, and felt as if they had known each other for a long time.

When Lord Xue got excited, he slammed his hand on the table, saying, "Miss Su's talent for governing the world is wasted on business."

Hu Pingfan: "You, you, you, you stole my lines again."

Lord Xue embraced Hu Pingfan tightly, "A true friend."

At this moment, another tall, thin attendant of Lord Xue arrived, and he was dumbfounded as soon as he entered the door.

The master was tightly embracing a woman with a goatee. The mistress was giving him money every day, asking him to keep a close eye on the master and prevent any vixens from getting close to him. But the master actually liked men! Good heavens.

The tall, thin attendant, not forgetting his business, quickly said, "Master, we've finally found you. The Prime Minister invites you to his residence for a chat."

"Tell Prime Minister Feng's men that I don't have time."

He's now on Miss Su's side, how could he possibly go and discuss matters privately with the Prime Minister? Wouldn't that be betraying Miss Su?

The attendant whispered a reminder, "Sir, aren't you afraid the Prime Minister will make things difficult for you?"

"Go away, don't disturb my enjoyment."

The tall, thin attendant stepped out of the private room, glanced at the fat attendant guarding the door, and the two exchanged a strange look.

Good heavens! The master is so fond of that goatee that he won't even go when Prime Minister Feng invites him, and he won't let anyone disturb his enjoyment.

If the madam finds out about this, the family will probably be in an uproar.

Lord Xue downed another large cup of wine in one gulp. Wine emboldens people, so he spoke with even more force: "What nonsense about Prime Minister Feng? Why should I be afraid of him? I am now Miss Su's woman."

"Miss Su can cure my illness, but can Prime Minister Feng? Miss Su can defeat the Prince of Huainan, but can Prime Minister Feng? Miss Su's fiancé is His Majesty's cousin, what does Prime Minister Feng have?"

Next, Lord Xue began to complain and criticize Prime Minister Feng to Hu Pingfan.

"That Prime Minister Feng himself is incompetent, so he is extremely jealous of the exceptionally talented Miss Su and targets her at every turn."

"Prime Minister Feng still refused to allow His Majesty to grant Miss Su an official title."

Hu Pingfan noted it down: it turned out that Prime Minister Feng was the biggest obstacle preventing Miss Su from being granted an official position.

We must find a way to overcome this obstacle.

Chatting with Lord Xue is quite enjoyable; it allows me to quickly understand the situation in the capital, including some inside information about the court.

The two drank until the tavern closed, and Hu Pingfan escorted Lord Xue to the door.

Lord Xue hugged Hu Pingfan tightly, reluctant to let go. "Brother Hu understands me best. I will come to see you as soon as I finish the morning court tomorrow."

The fat attendant found it unbearable to look at his master clinging to the goatee like an octopus.

Lord Xue quickly looked around, then whispered in Hu Pingfan's ear, "Let's plot something big together."

The fat attendant glanced over and his face turned even redder. From his angle, it looked like Lord Xue was kissing the goatee's ear.

Oh no, they even kissed!