After discussing it as a family, they decided to take Qingyun and Changjun back to their hometown after the results were announced.
I'm staying in Nanjing for a few days now, enjoying the food, drinks, and entertainment, and experiencing the local customs and culture.
Jiang Yue was worried that her in-laws would be reluctant to spend money, so she secretly gave them a sum of money so they could shop to their heart's content.
Grandpa Wu declined a couple of times, but then accepted it. His third son's wife was right; since they had come to Nanjing, they couldn't leave empty-handed. They should at least let their friendly relatives and friends taste the good things Nanjing had to offer.
Han Shu and Xie Fang had no distant relatives in Jinling. Having nothing to do, they accepted the invitation ostensibly to accompany the group, but in reality, they were there to protect everyone's safety.
Once you arrive in Jinling, it's Qingsong's territory. He knows which pastry shop has the best pastries, which has the most sturdy ingredients, and which teahouse has the most captivating storytellers...
He knows everything!
Look how capable he is!
After strolling around for a while, considering that his sister-in-law was pregnant and his grandparents were old, Qingsong took the whole family to a teahouse and asked for a private room on the second floor.
Pushing open the window, the bustling scene below came into view.
You can enjoy the grandeur of Jinling South Street without even having to walk around.
"This place is great. We can rest here, there's food and drink, and we can see everything on the street."
Old Mrs. Zhou praised it highly and then sat down on the stool by the window.
"It's good, but the tea is so expensive. A pot of tea costs one tael of silver. It's really expensive."
Grandpa Wu sighed, saying that if his grandson hadn't given him money, he would have taken his whole family to rest at a roadside tea stall.
After settling his wife and daughter down, Qingshan didn't rest. He stood behind his wife, massaging her shoulders and legs to relieve her fatigue.
Hearing his grandfather's words of concern, he quickly said:
"Sir, one tael is one tael, but the tea is free to refill. Besides, land in Nanjing is incredibly valuable. If a teahouse sold tea cheaply, how could it stay in business?"
Grandpa Wu nodded, then gave some instructions:
"That's true, then we'll have to drink a few more pots."
Old Mrs. Zhou glared at the old man with disdain. "He's going to drink a few more pots of wine. This place is all streets and alleys, there's no secluded corner. What if he needs to use the restroom? Let's see if he can hold it in!"
"Ring ring~"
Suddenly, the sound of camel bells rang out.
"Oh, what's that?"
Old Mrs. Zhou exclaimed in surprise, as she couldn't see very clearly. So she waved, calling everyone to come and take a look.
Jiang Yue found the sound familiar, like...like a wind chime?
As everyone approached the window, the bell and the crisp sound of hooves grew closer.
"Waaaaah~"
"Tap tap tap~"
The sounds of the huqin and other exotic music aroused people's curiosity, and the crowd on the street slowly split into two groups, leaving the central area empty.
At the very front, dressed in red and yellow gauze, with glittering little bells jingling lightly between their bare feet, sat atop camels, their slender waists exposed, playing instruments such as huqin or flutes. With each rise and fall of the camels, the curves of their breasts were clearly revealed...
In the middle is an incredibly luxurious carriage, and on the roof of the carriage is a slender woman wearing a golden mask, dancing gracefully to the sound of drums and music.
Her figure was graceful and her dance was captivating.
Her large movements on the roof of the car were as smooth as flat ground. Her supple waist was as light and graceful as a serpent, and her eyes were captivating. She seemed like a celestial being descended to earth, leaving people in awe.
Behind them, eight exotic dancers swayed their hips in perfect unison, their slender waists revealing gemstones that shimmered with iridescent light at their navels...
The camels walked slowly, and this scene lasted for a very, very long time.
"Don't look."
Old Mrs. Zhou pulled the old man's head away, preventing him from seeing this indecent scene.
"My lord~"
At Da Xue's shout, Qing Song hurriedly turned his head away, not daring to look any longer.
"Husband?"
Fangfang then secretly pinched her husband's waist, "Still looking?"
"Hiss~"
Qingsong gasped in pain, grabbed his nephew, and covered the boy's head, "disciplining" him:
"At such a young age, instead of learning good things, what are you doing watching Western Region dancers?"
"Second Uncle, why did you hit me? You were staring at me too!"
Wenhao, sobbing, broke free from his second uncle's arm and ran into his third grandmother's embrace, complaining:
"Third Grandma, Second Uncle is bullying Hao'er!"
"You brat, you dare tell on me! I won't buy you candied hawthorns later!"
After Qingsong finished speaking, he touched his nose guiltily and glanced at his wife, whose mood was hard to tell.
"Third Grandma, Second Uncle is threatening Hao'er!"
Wenhao isn't stupid; he's three years old and very clever.
Jiang Yue comforted the little one, then invited the whole family to sit down, enjoy tea and pastries, and have a little something to eat.
By the way, I'd like to ask Qingsong:
"Qingsong, you just said these are dancers from the Western Regions? Do you know anything about these people?"
Qingsong's face turned ashen. Had he let something slip?
Honestly, when he's doing business and negotiating partnerships, some things are unavoidable.
Hmm~
Fangfang looked dejected and pretended to be sad, hanging her head.
"I really didn't do anything wrong. It was all business cooperation, and I had no choice but to attend those social events. But I'm clean-living and have never messed around."
Qingsong practically swore an oath to the heavens, meticulously listing out when, how many people, and who had called him there.
"Pfft~"
Fangfang laughed out loud. How could she not trust such a husband?
She believed it, truly.
I was just teasing my husband...
"Mother, you asked if my second brother understands, and whether he has any other thoughts?"
After seeing his second brother reveal so many things, Qingshan didn't know whether to laugh or not.
Being afraid of one's wife is a fine tradition in the Wu family, and it's not shameful.
But based on his understanding of his mother, he knew she wouldn't ask such a question casually.
"Yes, I've heard that there are many medicinal herbs in the Western Regions that can cure rare diseases. So I'd like to ask if Qingsong is familiar with that group of people. If he is, could you introduce me to them?"
Jiang Yue nodded and explained her plan.
The Western Regions have always been mysterious and very special.
Upon hearing the camel bells, she suddenly thought of medicinal herbs such as Tian Shan snow lotus, insect-repelling chrysanthemum, fritillaria, cistanche tubulosa, safflower, wolfberry, ferula, and apocynum venetum.
Introducing Tianyao for cultivation is unrealistic, but what about trade?
Thinking of this, his brow furrowed.
The oppression she suffered at the hands of the Chunyu clan a few years ago is still fresh in her mind. Now, although she holds the title of county lady, her rank is relatively low...
This matter needs to be put on hold. I'll visit Ge Tidian when I have some free time and discuss it with him.
After listening, Qingsong knew that his mother had important business to attend to, so he carefully considered his words and spoke:
“Mother, what’s so difficult about that? I can ask Manager Liu. He frequents Liuxiang Pavilion and is sure to know people from the Western Regions who are knowledgeable in this area.”
"Well, no rush. I'd like to visit your father-in-law first, and then we can discuss this further."
Jiang Yue poured herself a cup of strong tea, the aroma of which was invigorating.
Good tea is worth the wait; indeed, there's a reason why it's expensive...
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