"They won't even use a free horse? The Cheng family is indeed very wealthy and powerful, they can't even afford such a great benefit."
He Youyou had made two preparations before coming, and she did not show any great disappointment when she heard Cheng Tingrui's refusal.
Although the Cheng family is the richest family, they are not the only wealthy family with a caravan.
If this path is blocked, she can still look for another one.
While he was lost in thought, he suddenly heard Cheng Tingrui continue, "The Cheng family won't, but I will."
ha?
Does he even breathe heavily when he speaks?
But she was a smart person, and immediately began to analyze the hidden meaning of the sentence.
The Cheng family wouldn't, but Cheng Tingrui would.
This clearly separates the Cheng family from Cheng Tingrui as an individual.
But why?
Does this mean that Cheng Tingrui's power of speech can supersede that of the Cheng family?
Or is Cheng Tingrui trying to sever ties with the Cheng family?
Cheng Tingrui works for the Cheng family. Does he have plans to start his own business?
“Madam Han, I know of a caravan that can use your horses. However, this matter has nothing to do with the Cheng family. I hope you will not reveal any information to the outside world or mention to anyone that you are cooperating with this caravan. You just need to do your job well, and I will arrange for your horses to be transported to the capital. You don’t need to worry about anything else.”
Hearing him say that, He Youyou already knew what was going on.
The caravan that Cheng Tingrui mentioned must have a great deal to do with him.
He was probably working on his own behind the backs of the Cheng family.
However, He Youyou is a person who values business integrity. If her business partner requests confidentiality, she will naturally not reveal a single word.
"Very well, since Young Master Cheng puts it that way, I naturally won't reveal a single word. However, when does this caravan you mentioned plan to use the horses?"
Cheng Tingrui did not answer immediately after hearing this.
He stood up, walked around the stone table, took two steps forward, and walked all the way to the edge of the cliff.
At this moment, he stood high on the cliff, with his back to the plum grove and his face to the boundless wilderness below.
He said with his hands behind his back, "This caravan... has not yet been formed."
puff……
He Youyou almost got angry.
Kid, are you kidding me?
A caravan that hasn't even been formed yet is trying to trick me into providing horses for free?
Where's your face?
She stood up abruptly, walked over to Cheng Tingrui, and spoke in an unfriendly tone.
"No... Young Master Cheng, your caravan hasn't even been set up yet, what are you talking to me about?"
Cheng Tingrui's gaze did not fall on her; instead, he looked through the void at the mountains and rivers ahead, as if a myriad of scenes were unfolding in his heart.
The cold winter wind blew across his face, brushed through his hair, and then swept backward, scattering countless plum blossoms.
"Please forgive me, Madam. I was being presumptuous," Cheng Tingrui said calmly. "When Madam Han interpreted my divination earlier, she said it indicated that I would be able to escape my predicament. It was then that I decided to form a caravan. I did not intend to make things difficult for you. This caravan has nothing to do with the Cheng family, nor will it use any of our funds. The free horses and transport capacity are just a drop in the ocean for the Cheng family. But for my newly established caravan, starting a business is difficult, so saving expenses is especially important. Madam Han's provision of free horses is an opportunity that I absolutely cannot miss."
"When will you be able to set up your caravan?"
"Setting up a caravan will require a lot of effort. Money is secondary; the most important thing is to carefully search for reliable and capable people. I can't use the Cheng family's current personnel; we have to find them all again. The caravan leader is especially important; he must be bold, meticulous, loyal, and brave. Madam Han, please be patient. Once the caravan is assembled, I will immediately send someone to inform you."
He Youyou listened and didn't ask any more questions.
Although she didn't know what had happened between Cheng Tingrui and the Cheng family, rumors circulated that Cheng Tingrui was extremely capable, and she was somewhat looking forward to his new moves.
The two parties immediately exchanged contact information.
He Youyou had nothing to hide; her status as a widow of the Han family was perfectly legitimate, so she simply gave him her address.
However, Cheng Tingrui was clearly trying to conceal the truth, and instead of letting He Youyou go to the Cheng family business to find him, he gave her a less conspicuous meeting place.
He Youyou sighed inwardly: This person might really have a story.
After the two parties reached an agreement, He Youyou left the plum blossom grove and leisurely walked towards the main hall of the temple halfway up the mountain.
She hadn't forgotten why she came here.
Yes, the ritual for the deceased is to perform a ritual for the deceased husband who was not meant to be with her.
Upon arriving outside the main hall, they saw Zhao Changqing standing alone at the entrance, his expression quite solemn. Behind him was a sign that read "Mahavira Hall." He looked very dignified, exuding an aura of authority without being angry.
"You're back?" He looked at He Youyou as she slowly walked towards him, his gaze somewhat somber.
He Youyou walked up to him, still holding a plum blossom in her hand.
Zhao Changqing's gaze fell on the plum blossom in her hand: "From the plum grove?"
“Yes, the plum blossoms are blooming beautifully.” He Youyou held up the plum branch in her hand in front of him.
He Youyou is not short, but Zhao Changqing is taller.
His gaze shifted from the plum blossoms to her face.
He remained silent, so He Youyou took the initiative to ask, "How did things go on your end? Did the senior monks at the temple agree to perform a ritual for our souls to be delivered?"
Zhao Changqing lowered his eyes and looked to the side: "The temple has been busy these past few days, with daily prayer ceremonies for people, leaving no time for other religious services. However, I have already prepared an everlasting lamp and offered a memorial tablet for Han Silang. The senior monks will chant sutras morning and evening to help him... ascend to the Western Paradise as soon as possible."
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