The little girl's face immediately fell.
"Young Madam, the young master is busy today and has no free time to accompany you back to your parents' home."
"Please forgive me, Your Highness, but this is a piece of Huizhou ink that you specially selected to present to Lord Jiang."
"Yes, my husband is very kind."
Jiang Shuwan smiled and handed the ink to Qingxing.
"Miss, why is the young master like this?"
"It's fine if I don't accompany you back to your parents' home in person, but sending some generous gifts will be enough to fulfill the proper etiquette."
"But his gift is too meager; a piece of ink is only worth a few coins!"
"It's the New Year, I'm afraid the master won't be pleased."
No sooner had Pei Yanzhi's personal servant left than Qingxing angrily threw the ink block and its box onto the carriage.
"Silly girl, this is no ordinary ink."
The Huizhou ink presented by Pei Yanzhi was a masterpiece by Chen Junfang, a renowned ink maker of our time.
Not only is the exterior smooth and delicate, but the design and patterns are also exquisite.
The ink also contains precious spices such as musk, borneol, and camphor.
This ink is of the highest quality and is reserved for the use of royalty and nobility.
Just like the blue-and-white bamboo leaf purple hair brush, ordinary officials had never even seen it.
During the last visit home, Pei Yanzhi gifted Jiang's father a blue-and-white bamboo-leaf brush with purple bristles, which Jiang's father proudly displayed at the dinner table.
This time, it's a piece of top-grade Huizhou ink.
These were all things that Jiang's father liked but couldn't buy.
Father Jiang will probably be so happy he'll lose his bearings.
Whether Pei Yanzhi goes back with her or not is no longer important.
She took the inkstone back with her; it couldn't be more dignified.
"What!"
"Is this ink that rare?"
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