He didn't dare voice this worry, fearing that Song Liyun would say he was overthinking things.
She made up her mind that if anything really happened, she would do everything in her power to protect her younger siblings!
Only a few days after their engagement, he urged Song Liyun to prepare her dowry, as if he were about to send her away.
When Song Liyun heard that Song Zhenping wanted her to prepare a return gift for Madam Wuya, she was secretly anxious.
She had thought it through. The gifts she received were all agate, jade, and fur. It was impossible for her to reciprocate with vegetable leaves, pears, peaches, acorns, or flour every time. She needed something of value.
Actually, Granny Qi had already said that the Song family didn't need to prepare any dowry.
Song Liyun improved the tribe's life; she was a blessing bestowed upon the Wuda tribe by heaven, a fairy of the Dilu grasslands, and the future of the tribe.
Granny Qi spoke sincerely, but the smile in her eyes as she spoke made her feel ashamed like never before.
Even Song Liyun suspected that Zhao Tingduo had said everything!
That bastard!
Instead of gold and silver jewelry, it's more practical to send grain.
However, the road from Broken Gold Town to the grassland is in poor condition, making it impossible to transport large quantities of goods.
It will take another month for the Huangsha River to freeze over, at which point vehicles will be able to drive on the ice.
Before that, she also wanted to make arrangements for Song Zhenping's leg treatment.
“Brother, I’m going to the prefectural city to pick up the acting doctor in the next few days. Once you’ve set up the thatched shed, you don’t need to do anything else. I plan to ask Sister-in-law Lin Tao to take care of the rest.”
"Yes, I'm almost done. You should hurry up and go to the county town to get back to work!"
The thought of getting his leg treated so he could run and jump again and no longer be lame filled Song Zhenping with turmoil.
At the beginning of October, Song Liyun asked Manager Wan to go to the prefectural city's medical clinic to make an appointment with the attending physician for bone setting.
The original plan was to start treatment in September so that he could move around freely by the time of his wedding. However, Yang Hua wanted to break off the engagement, and Song Zhenping was in a bad mood, so it was delayed until now.
As agreed, a doctor was to be brought to Baolinju to perform the treatment. This way, once the surgery was completed, Song Zhenping could remain in place and avoid further dislocation of the broken bones.
However, to invite such a renowned doctor to make a house call, it's not enough to just have the money; you also need someone influential to speak on your behalf.
When Manager Wan went to invite him, he brought with him a letter from Magistrate Jiang.
The doctor agreed to make a house call and arranged for the Song family to pick him up in the prefectural city on the eighth day of the tenth month.
Two days prior to this, Song Zhenping needed to eat a light diet, wash herself thoroughly, and get plenty of rest.
However, even after Song Zhenping recovered from his injuries, he couldn't neglect the important task of growing vegetables in the backyard.
Lin Tao's wife is now a military household wife, and since she has nothing to do, she, being used to farm work, agreed to come over every day to help grow vegetables.
With the addition of Song Liyun and Xiao An, these vegetable gardens can be taken care of.
After handing Song Zhenping a few bundles of grass, Song Liyun still went to Tianxiang Tower.
A round trip to the prefectural city would take two days, and with Song Zhenping needing to be taken care of for a few more days, I would definitely be delayed for a while longer.
I need to take advantage of these next two days to sort out the matters concerning the distillery, mutton, and fur products.
There are also new leather mountaineering bags and snow boot designs that need to be sent to Manager Wan.
Because she left home late, it was almost noon when she entered the city.
On the bustling street, vendors continued to call out their wares, but their eyes kept glancing in one particular direction.
People were gathered in twos and threes around, as if something big had happened in the city.
Song Liyun rode her horse through the crowd, and some familiar people greeted her.
"Manager Song!" A man ran out from a nearby shop, wearing a small blue hat and a brown apron, his lean body nimbly blocking the way for the horse.
"Master Guan, how's business?"
This is Guan Laoliu, who joined Tianxianglou as a franchisee. Now he sells breakfast in the morning and barbecue skewers in the afternoon, and his income has increased significantly.
"Thanks to Steward Song's care, I'm now making a daily profit of one or two taels of silver," said Steward Liu with a smile.
One or two taels a day, that's thirty taels a month, which is indeed ten times more than before.
Song Liyun was happy that these people could make money by following her, and that the mutton from the Wuda tribe could also have a stable market.
It was already late, and Song Liyun was about to leave after exchanging a few pleasantries, but Guan Laoliu didn't let her pass. He just whispered, "Manager Song, you'd better be careful. I heard that Shen Leyan is jealous of you."
“Jealous of me? I didn’t do anything to him, how could he hate me!” Song Liyun raised an eyebrow and chuckled.
She had assumed Shen Leyan would cause trouble at the trade fair and had been on guard the whole time.
Unexpectedly, Shen Leyan remained very calm, and several days have passed without any further developments.
Seeing that Song Liyun was still smiling, Guan Laoliu assumed she didn't care and hurriedly said, "Of course it was him who instigated Gao Li to frame Tianxianglou. Now Jinxilou's business is sluggish."
I heard from the youngest son of my neighbor's second uncle that Jinxi Restaurant only sells a few dishes a day; yesterday they only sold one braised chicken and one roast duck.
Song Liyun asked in surprise, "Is he a guest attendant or the manager of Jinxi Tower?"
If Jinxilou really only sells this many dishes, then it will be even worse off than Tianxianglou a while ago.
Guan Laoliu chuckled: "What manager? That kid is just a vegetable vendor at the market. He sees how much chicken, duck, fish and meat the restaurants buy."
Back then, the shopkeeper had to bring two assistants to buy supplies, and they had to push a cart. Now, one person can just carry it by hand!
The difference is... quite significant.
Jinxilou has shot itself in the foot, and it's unknown how long it will take to recover.
Song Liyun nodded her thanks to Guan Laoliu for his reminder: "I understand, thank you, I will be careful."
After saying that, he urged his horse to leave under Guan Laoliu's worried gaze.
The revenge of Jinxi Tower is bound to come sooner or later.
Song Liyun wasn't worried about what they might do to her on the way.
Besides the weapons in his spatial storage, he also had a bronze whistle.
The road from Qili County to Suijin Town is no longer as desolate as it was a few months ago. The official road has been repaved with pebbles, making it smooth and sturdy.
All the materials needed for building and repairing houses in Suijin Town over the past month have to be transported along this road, which is bustling with people and vehicles.
Moreover, the patrol distance of the garrison was extended from Suijin Town to Qili County, and they could appear at any time on the official road.
As long as he blows the copper whistle, the patrol team will be attracted soon.
Unless Shen Leyan is stupid, he wouldn't dare to lay a hand on me on the street.
As they approached the bustling city center, Song Liyun finally saw what had happened.
In front of Zuichunlou, several yamen runners were shoving each other with the waiters, while someone was sticking seals on the doors and windows.
On the street, a large crowd had gathered to watch the spectacle. Song Liyun could no longer ride her horse and could only lead it slowly.
A murmur rippled through the crowd: "I heard that Jinxi Tower has also been sealed off!"
"It wasn't just Jinxilou, but also Heji Restaurant. He Dong was pinned to the ground and beaten by his wife. Tsk tsk tsk, he was beaten so badly!"
The speaker frowned, his face contorted with grief, and he looked deeply empathetic.
"Ah! Boss He even got beaten up by a woman. He's such a pathetic man."
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