Frühlingsreise - Kapitel 9
This excuse was unanimously approved by the elders—the young patriarch rarely ventured into the martial world, so it would be good for him to gain some experience first.
However, Tang Qiefang rarely mingled in the martial arts world, and the members of the Yu generation were somewhat worried about whether this ancestor, who always acted without following the rules, could truly fulfill her duty of protecting and guiding the family head. Just as they were about to send a few capable men to accompany her, Tang Qiefang waved her hand and refused: "It's alright, it's alright, I promise I won't take him to brothels or gambling dens. If anyone gets into a fight, we'll just stand by and watch, okay?"
Tang Yuchang coughed lightly and whispered to the elders, "If the patriarch were to be corrupted by Seventh Uncle, he probably would have already been corrupted..."
Chapter Twenty
Then everyone felt relieved.
The carriage left Tangmen and headed towards the official road.
Tang Congrong leaned against the carriage wall, flipping through information on medicinal gardens and equipment workshops in various places. This information was prepared by Tang Congjie, and a map was attached to the back.
However, their true purpose was to first go to Suoding City to find Yang Luoxue, and then inspect the herb garden on their return journey.
Spring was in full bloom, and peach and plum blossoms peeked out from behind the courtyard wall, looking incredibly beautiful. Tang Qierong was quite excited, a smile spreading from the corners of her mouth to her eyebrows, her eyes sparkling. "Congrong, the last time we went out together was when you were fifteen, wasn't it?"
"Um."
"Back then, we were just following your father around, like his lackeys. This time, we're in charge—you've never been to a brothel before, have you? Want to come with me?"
"I think I heard someone make some kind of promise just now."
Tang Qiefang chuckled and said, "You misheard, you misheard."
Tang Congrong ignored him and buried herself in studying the booklet in her hands. Tang Qiefang looked at the spring scenery for a long time, then got bored and said, "Hey."
Tang Congrong hummed in agreement.
"What would you like to eat, see, or do? We can go to Fen County tonight; their bamboo leaf tea is the most famous. The song and dance performances at Cuihua Tower are also very famous. I went there last year and I still can't forget it."
Tang Congrong said calmly, "I'm not interested."
"I said, were you a monk reincarnated?"
“Perhaps,” Tang Congrong replied. “Whatever you want to do, don’t delay the journey. I need to find Yang Luoxue quickly, learn about the medicinal gardens and equipment rooms in various places, and support the Tang Clan as soon as possible.”
Tang Qiefang frowned. "These things are naturally necessary, but why push yourself so hard and make it all so unenjoyable?"
A hint of confusion welled up in Tang Congrong's eyes. "We need to hurry... How many years of good youth do we have left?"
"What? What?" Tang Qiefang perked up. "What good years? What are you going to do?"
Tang Congrong didn't answer him. She loosened her grip, and the booklet slid down. She tilted her head slightly, resting it against the carriage wall, and closed her eyes.
—Asleep.
The energy exhausted from shooting cranes is unknown when it will be restored.
The carriage swayed as the wheels slid, and Tang Congrong's forehead gently bumped against the carriage wall.
Tang Qiefang sighed and lifted his head onto her shoulder.
The tassels of the pearl crown gently touched his forehead. Would he feel the coolness in his dreams?
Tang Qiefang took off her pearl crown, and her long, flowing hair draped over her body.
The spring breeze outside the window is intoxicating, and the peach blossoms are in full bloom.
Tang Congrong woke up after sleeping for about half an hour, ate a casual lunch on the road, and entered Fen County in the evening.
Fen County may not be as grand as Chengdu, but it has its own unique charm. After entering the county town, Tang Qiefang asked the driver to settle into an inn first, while she took Tang Congrong to a restaurant for a meal.
The fish at the restaurant is excellent, Tang Qiefang highly recommends.
His attire was magnificent; the flamboyant crown with its piercing eye had been removed from the carriage, but his brocade robe and jade belt still shone brightly. His face was handsome, his eyes seemingly sparkling with pearls. Moreover, Tang Congrong beside him was a gentle and refined woman. As soon as they entered, all eyes fell on the two of them. Fortunately, both were top figures in the Tang Clan and even the martial arts world, so such attention was commonplace, and they didn't feel uncomfortable.
Among these gazes, one stare was glued to Tang Congrong. Tang Congrong looked over and saw a young man in fine clothes staring intently at him, his eyes filled with undisguised lust and a look of drooling. A moment later, a servant was sent over and said to Tang Congrong, "Young master, my master would like to invite you to sit with him."
Chapter Twenty-One
Tang Congrong frowned slightly, ignoring her. Tang Qiefang calmly put down her chopsticks. "Who is your master?"
"My master is the nephew of Lord Shang, the Secretary of the Imperial Secretariat, and the brother-in-law of Lord Zhao, the Minister of Rites. They are very famous figures in Fen County. Young master, my master sincerely invites you, please do not be impolite."
"Ah, that's quite an impressive background. I really can't be impolite." Tang Qiefang said, standing up and walking towards the man, patting him affectionately on the shoulder. "You'd like to invite me for a drink, sir?"
The man frowned. "I invited that handsome young man."
A cold glint flashed in Tang Qiefang's eyes, but she still smiled and shook his hand instead. "Oh, that's my younger brother."
With that grasp, the man felt as if his palm had been plunged into a vat of boiling oil, the pain almost tearing off his skin. He frantically tried to pull away, but Tang Qiefang smiled and held on tightly. The man was terrified, crying out, "Master, spare my life! Master, spare my life! I was blind! I didn't recognize your greatness!"
"You're lucky today—pay for all the food and drinks here, and I'll let you go."
The man crossed his arms and readily agreed.
Tang Qiefang then let go and turned back.
Tang Congrong looked at him and said calmly, "He only glanced at me, I don't mind."
Tang Qiefang smiled and said, "I mind."
"He doesn't know martial arts. A little 'poisonous wasp' would have been enough. Why use 'infertility' instead?" Moreover, he stepped forward and patted the man's shoulder, and used the infertility poison from the start. The poisonous wasp was just an extra lesson. Tang Congrong shook her head slightly. "Qiefang, it's best to use that kind of poison sparingly."
"I'd feel a little better if there were more people in this world who had no descendants." Tang Qiefang slowly sipped a glass of wine, a mischievous smile on her face. "Besides, if you knew why he looked at you like that, you definitely wouldn't object to me making him cut off his lineage."
Tang Congrong genuinely didn't know; he just instinctively felt that such a gaze was unpleasant. "Why?"