Chapter 27 Child's Debt (Part Two) A Bump into Romantic Encounters
The small jade carving lay quietly in the man's palm, its eyes, like its owner's, staring straight at her.
"Don't you like it, senior brother?" Gu Lianzhou asked.
Song San loved gold and silver, so he thought that jade should be the same. Why was his senior brother reacting this way?
Could it be that Senior Brother doesn't like Qilin?
The next instant, he felt a gust of wind brush past his palm, and when he looked down again, the jade unicorn had vanished.
Song San stuffed the jade nugget into the brocade pouch, tucked it into his bosom, crossed his hands behind his head, leaned back, and put on his lazy expression again. "I like it."
She glanced at Gu Lianzhou sideways and smiled, "I do have some connection with the Qilin, junior brother, you're very thoughtful."
Seeing his senior brother smile, Gu Lianzhou smiled back and said, "I'm glad you like it, senior brother."
As dusk settled and the last rays of the setting sun were swallowed by the forest, someone at the head of the caravan suddenly shouted, "Halt—"
Yu Qi came out at the sound, his head covered in messy, dry, yellow grass. He stood up from the pile of hay and asked, "Are you going to rest?"
The driver pulled the donkey to a stop by pulling it on the reins, then turned around and shouted, "You guys, get down and help!"
Song San put down his crossed legs, brushed off the grass clippings around him, and stood up, saying, "I'm here."
She had previously promised the caravan that she would do some hard labor in exchange for the fare, and the head of the caravan had also said that if they worked hard, they could also share some food with them.
Gu Lianzhou also got off the cart and followed his senior brother's footsteps, walking to the side.
After getting off the carriage, the view in front of me suddenly opened up. I had not noticed before that the scale of the business was so huge, with so many carriages and servants that I could not see the end of it at a glance.
He quickly took two steps forward, stood in front of his senior brother, and whispered, "Senior brother, what's the background of this Wanxing Trading Company?"
Song Sanxing walked up to a carriage loaded with tents, deftly untied the hemp rope binding it, pulled out a section of the tent and handed it to Gu Lianzhou, saying without turning his head, "I heard it's a merchant company that supplies the royal family. This trip is to celebrate the birthday of the old lady of the Nancheng Prince's Mansion."
The old lady was already eighty years old, and the Prince of Nancheng valued her greatly. He commissioned someone to purchase many rare and exotic items from foreign lands and ordered Wanxing Trading Company to escort them all the way, waiting to deliver them before his mother's birthday.
Upon hearing this, Gu Lianzhou looked thoughtfully at the group of armed guards walking ahead, and roughly understood what was going on.
With the year-end approaching, the bandits in the mountains are probably already waiting for a sucker to pass by so they can make some money off him.
The caravan had so many guards, presumably to protect it from bandits.
Having thus resolved his doubts, he carried a bundle of tent structures and walked towards the flat ground to the side.
The group was happy to do some hard labor, and in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, they had driven stakes into the clearing in the woods and erected a square tent with four pointed corners.
This tent was obviously not prepared for the four of them.
Song San turned around, looked at the group of people walking towards them, and pulled Gu Lianzhou's sleeve, making way for them.
Gu Lianzhou immediately understood, lowered his head, and focused on his inner thoughts.
Song San lowered her eyes, and within her limited field of vision, a pair of exquisitely embroidered shoes stopped in front of her. A woman's crisp voice rang out, "You must be the sorcerer Song. I heard you wrote a peace talisman for my father?"
Unexpectedly, someone would come after her. Song San looked up in surprise and met the gaze of the girl in front of her.
A wild breeze rustled the emerald green ribbon at the end of the girl's hair, creating a charming glimpse of color.
A pair of bright, watery eyes looked directly at him, then his eyebrows curved and the corners of his mouth turned up. "I didn't expect Master Song to be so young. I thought he was an old man."
A fire had already been lit in front of the tent. Song San squinted at the light, raised his arm, bowed to the other person, and said, "Miss is too kind. Just call me Song San."
The girl covered her mouth with her sleeve, a smile overflowing from her eyes, "Her voice is beautiful too."
That's a strange way of putting it.
Song San raised an eyebrow slightly, lowered his hand, and asked in confusion, "What do you mean, young lady?"
"You've got your eye on me, huh?" A gruff voice rang out from behind the girl.
Upon hearing this, Gu Lianzhou quickly raised his head, his gaze passing over the girl, and saw a burly man grinning maliciously at his senior brother, "Pretty boy, you've hit the jackpot by getting our young lady's attention, aren't you secretly delighted?"
His hands, hanging by his sides, slowly clenched.
This man is extremely rude; he dared to speak disrespectfully to his senior brother.
"Wow—" Yu Qi, who had been eavesdropping on the side, couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
What a straightforward girl!
During the time he was isolated from the world, such earth-shattering changes had occurred outside? How did the people become so open-minded?
He raised his hand to cover his eyes, peering through the gaps in his fingers at the bold girl. He saw that she had a face like a silver plate, eyes like grapes, red lips and white teeth, and was very pretty.
This woman actually took a fancy to that kid Song San?
Thinking this, he looked away and examined Song San from head to toe again. He saw that his brother Song was wearing a tattered cotton robe and his disheveled hair was mixed with a few withered yellow grasses.
He exuded an air of poverty and shabbiness.
If it weren't for his back, which was straighter than a bamboo pole, he would indeed have the air of a refugee.
What exactly caught this girl's eye?
Lost in thought, he suddenly felt a punch to his waist. He cried out "Ouch!" and almost jumped up.
"I told you to tone it down, not to bury your head in the sand." Liu Dai pulled the silly boy back, gritting her teeth as she spat out the words, "Why are you still covering your face? Everyone's watching, put it down!"
The girl laughed, dismissed her two attendants, stepped forward, and stood in front of Song San, saying, "Brother Hu was just joking, Young Master Song, please don't take it to heart."
Song San naturally didn't take that nonsense to heart. Seeing the girl intentionally approaching, he subtly took a half step back, smiling but not in his eyes, "It's alright."
The young woman gracefully curtsied to her and said, "My surname is Wan and my given name is Hongling. Young Master Song may simply call me Hongling."
Upon seeing this, Song San quickly bowed and said, "I dare not, Miss Wan is too kind. I am humbled and uneasy."
Wan Hongling straightened up and asked, "What is there to be afraid of?"
But she smiled sweetly, her voice rising at the end as if hooked, "I'm not going to eat you."
Yu Qi gasped, his face contorting in shock.
They say a gentle knife can be deadly, and my mother was right.
This isn't about not eating people; Miss Wan is clearly tempting people to come to her door and become her dinner.
Wan Hongling turned her head and instructed, "Wang Hu, the sorcerer Song and his party are honored guests. Give them some food later and don't neglect them."
The burly man received the order, clasped his hands in a fist and replied, "Yes, Miss, rest assured."
"Thank you for your generosity, Miss Wan." Song San pulled Gu Lianzhou aside and said with a smile, "Everyone has to relieve themselves. I'll go take care of this first and won't be in your way any longer. Farewell, farewell."
After saying that, without waiting for Wan Hongling to react, he winked at the people behind him, lifted his foot and walked around the group in front of him into the grove.
Song San walked very fast, and Gu Lianzhou was pulled so hard that half of his clothes were hanging down his shoulder. He staggered forward, looked at his senior brother's dark back of the head, and reminded him, "Senior brother, you're going too far."
The senior brother suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Gu Lianzhou bumped into his senior brother's back unexpectedly, knocking half of his body off balance, but the senior brother didn't make a sound.
He gripped his collar and pulled it up, glancing at Song San with a distracted look.
The senior brother stood there, his brows furrowed. He scratched his head and asked, troubled, "What exactly does she mean?"
Gu Lianzhou: "?"
"I've only met her twice, she can't possibly have really fallen for me, can she?" Song San thought it was absurd.
He still remembers that when he was negotiating with Boss Wan, Miss Wan was sitting in the carriage, peeking at him through the curtain.
With her keen senses, she noticed the probing gaze and looked back, only to startle the person. Wan Hongling, like a frightened sparrow, dropped the curtain and fluttered her wings to hide in the car.
Why did I suddenly muster up the courage to come and see her today?
Then, thinking of the two burly, thug-like followers behind her, Song San shook his head and muttered to himself, "Impossible."
"Senior brother, it's possible." Gu Lianzhou felt that his senior brother was being overly modest and couldn't help but comfort him: "Senior brother is handsome, has a good personality, and is very skilled. How could no girl like you?"
Song San shuddered upon hearing this, and turned to look at Gu Lianzhou, "Even you're making fun of me?"
But Gu Lianzhou said seriously, "How could I tease my senior brother? What I said was from the bottom of my heart. A person like my senior brother deserves a good girl."
Song San was ashamed.
Is this a question of whether someone is worthy or not?
Besides, apart from that idiot Young Master Gu, who else would consider Song San to be a good-natured person?
Oh well, if we've gone astray, we can just turn back.
Why should she torment herself like this?
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After taking his junior brother for a stroll outside, Song San realized that it was getting late and that Miss Wan must have already retired for the night, so he sheepishly returned to the camp.
"Oh, oh, oh, Brother Song is back." Yu Qi held a steamed bun and smiled like a spring breeze. "This young lady is really generous. Not only did she send over a lot of food, but she also specially saved a plate of stir-fried cured meat for you. The aroma was so delicious. If Liu Dai hadn't stopped me, I would have eaten it long ago. Hey, I wonder what the cured meat cooked by the caravan's cook tastes like."
Song San leaned against the tree stump, bent down, took the flatbread Liu Dai handed him, took a bite, and said indistinctly, "Wait for me to do something, then you can eat it."
Having received permission, Yu Qi happily agreed and reached into the food box.
"Chopsticks, chopsticks!" Liu Dai patted the back of his hand, picked up the chopsticks next to the bowl and plate, and stuffed them into Yu Qi's hand. "How come you've become a savage just because you left the village? You can still use chopsticks, right?"
Yu Qi snorted, picked up a piece of meat and refused to let go, "Yes, yes, I am a savage, watch me perform for you a savage eating cured meat."
After saying that, under Liu Dai's disdainful gaze, he let out a "woof" and threw the meat into his mouth, chewing it heartily.
Seeing his mouth glistening with oil as he ate, Gu Lianzhou couldn't help but laugh and say, "Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."
"We really owe a debt of gratitude to Brother Song this time, and also to Miss Wan for her care." Liu Dai looked at Song San, whose cheeks were puffing out as he chewed on a flatbread, and said slowly, "I never imagined that Brother Song would have such good luck with women."
"Cough—" Song Sanxian choked on the pancake, coughing and turning red in the face.
Seeing this, Gu Lianzhou quickly raised his hand to pat his back. Only after his senior brother gradually calmed down did he cautiously ask, "Senior brother, do you look down on Miss Wan?"
Just as Song San had caught his breath, this question made his blood boil, and he retorted angrily, "You big-headed devil!"
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