Guess!
Jing Rong reacted.
He rubbed the surface of the jade with his fingers, "So, the conversation you had with Zhao Huai in the pavilion was about this jade pendant?"
"Not entirely. His words were vague, and I couldn't quite understand him. But no matter how I thought about it, it had something to do with this jade pendant. To be precise, it had something to do with the Wei family."
"The Wei family?"
Ji Yunshu nodded.
Jing Rong carefully examined the jade in his hand. A lifelike tiger's head was carved on the exquisite surface of the jade.
There was a crescent-shaped shape on the left side of the tiger's head.
The character 'Xu' was carved on the back.
Jing Rong pondered, feeling increasingly strange.
But what was strange about it?
Ji Yunshu noticed his expression and asked, "How is it? Is there something strange about this jade? "
"It is indeed a little strange."
"What do you mean?"
Jing Rong frowned. "In the Great Lin, there are people who would carve a tiger's head on their jade pendants, but there aren't many of them. Usually, only the members of the imperial family would have such a carving. However, Lord Wei has nothing to do with the imperial family. Besides, I think I've seen this crescent shape somewhere before."
"Where?"
He shook his head, "I can't remember. It seems to be there, but it doesn't seem to be there either. Maybe … I remembered wrongly."
Jing Rong was doubtful and uncertain.
He just felt that it looked familiar.
He couldn't remember.
His slender fingers rubbed the jade for a while, muttering, "As for this' Xu 'character …"
He fell silent.
Ji Yunshu stared at him intently.
She wanted to know more.
But Jing Rong shook his head and returned the jade to her.
She said, "I think you should ask Wei Yi. Perhaps he knows something. Although that brat's brain doesn't contain much knowledge, he clearly remembers what his parents told him. Perhaps he also remembers what his father said."
As he spoke, he glanced at Wei Yi, who was warming wine and sweating profusely in the distance.
That kid is really working hard.
He's like a professional wine warmer.
Ji Yunshu took the jade and placed it inside the pouch.
She said, "Forget it. Let's talk about it later."
Jing Rong remained silent.
Suddenly —
The sound of horse hooves and carriage wheels came from afar.
Messy!
Urgent!
The sound of stones rolling on the ground was ear-piercing.
Following the sound, they turned to look!
It turned out that a caravan happened to pass by the official road.
There were six or seven carriages carrying boxes of different sizes. There were also three or four carriages with goods covered in cloth and tied with thick ropes. No one knew what was inside.
At the very back, there were three carriages. Two of them were slightly simpler, while the last one was slightly more luxurious, and its color was slightly brighter.
From the looks of it, it seemed like a big family had moved their whole family!
But —
The people accompanying them were all middle-aged men dressed in coarse hemp clothing. They were either tall and sturdy, bearded men, or old men who were driving carriages with their sleeves rolled up.
There was not the slightest bit of the grandeur of a wealthy family.
Those people had probably been on the road for a long time and were a little tired. When they saw the lawn, they stopped.
The leader even shouted, "Everyone, let's rest here. There's a stream here. Drink some water and wash your face before we continue our journey."
After saying that —
The Naxi people got off the carriages and walked towards the stream.
Fortunately, they were still people who understood etiquette. Because they saw that there were people here, they did not push their way over. Instead, they walked downstream and rested there.
The people in the carriages also got off. They were all a few old women and young people who looked a little more delicate. The men and women were all dressed neatly and cleanly.
But the material was not the best.
When that group of people got off, they laughed and joked with each other. It was very lively.
It was quite relaxing beside the quiet stream as the sun set.
"What are you making a fuss about? There's still a long way to go. If you can't make it tomorrow, you'll be in for a treat," said an elder who looked to be in his sixties.
In his hand, there was a horsewhip.
Strange, this person was so old that he would probably be out of breath after taking two steps. He didn't look like someone who drove a horse. Why was he holding a whip in his hand?
The men and women immediately quieted down.
A young girl pouted and said obediently, "Got it, but we've been on the road for a few days. Can't we just have some fun?"
"You only know how to play. We have serious matters to attend to."
"Got it, got it."
"You're such a talkative girl."
The young girl was indignant. She pointed at the brightly colored carriage and complained, "You're clearly biased. You didn't even scold Sister Zhan Mo when she was making a fuss. You only liked to scold us."
The elder's expression froze. He choked and his tone became more serious. "Zhan Mo is different from you guys. Without her, how would we feed you guys? We're counting on her to feed us. "
No wonder she was sitting in a single carriage, but all of you were squeezed together.
But the elder was right!
Everyone choked and couldn't say a word.
They dispersed in twos and threes and walked to the stream to wash their hands and faces. From time to time, they would splash water on the people around them.
It was bustling.
The elder had no choice but to throw away the whip in his hand and sit down at the side.
They ate and drank some water.
Not long after, a woman alighted from the brightly colored carriage.
Her hair was combed into a cloud-like bun, and there was a jewel hairpin at the top of her head. She was dressed in a long green dress, a cloak draped over her shoulders, and a pair of embroidered shoes with cloud patterns.
Although she didn't wear any gold or silver, she looked very light and comfortable.
Despite the light red makeup on her face, it couldn't hide her pale complexion.
In her hands was a small and exquisite incense burner.
The lingering white color made her look even more like a fairy.
The men and women who were playing in the water immediately stopped, as if they were afraid of her from the bottom of their hearts. They obediently returned to the stream and sat down to rest.
The woman was supported by a maidservant beside her. She walked to the lawn and sat down beside a rock. She drank some water and ate some pastries to fill her stomach.
Now, the three groups did not interfere with each other.
Jing Rong's curiosity was piqued. He retracted his gaze from the group and posed a question to Ji Yunshu.
He asked, "Take a guess. What do those people do?"
Ji Yunshu was puzzled. "Do you want me to guess?"
"Let's see if your guess is accurate."
She smiled. "Sure, I'm bored anyway."
She looked in that direction for a while before using her chin to point at the carriages in the distance.
"The wheels of those carriages have been polished until they shine. Not only are there mud on them, but there are also many small pebbles and sand on them. These people must have been traveling for a long time. The paint on those tightly locked chests has peeled off, and the locks are very old. Logically speaking, there's no reason for such old objects to have not rusted locks. Moreover, they're polished until they're black. It's obvious that the locks are often opened and locked. The things inside the chests must have been moved out and used frequently before being locked again. Therefore, the people inside … must be people who make a living."
Her eyes were full of certainty.
As she spoke, Jing Rong also looked at the carriages.
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