"Actually, I’m really not that interested in whether we can sell things to your Wa Country." Yang Ruxin exhaled, "After all, my business is good enough to comfortably support my family now."
Yong Cang frowned.
"However, since you’re so sincere, I can cooperate with you, but there are conditions."
"What conditions?"
"I want all the information about the Sun Cult in your country." Yang Ruxin smiled a bit, "Rember, all of it."
"This..."
"Once you’ve thought it over, deliver the information to the Pancake Fruit Shop within two days. After two days, I’ll be going out, and you’ll have to wait for my return to discuss further." Yang Ruxin glanced at Yong Cang, "Goodbye." Then she took Gu Qingheng to the Pancake Fruit Shop, each took a pancake fruit and walked back while eating.
"Is there any war report from the south?" Yang Ruxin looked at Gu Qingheng.
Gu Qingheng nodded, "The Cloud King has clashed with the opponents no less than five tis, and won every ti. Nanzhao has recently raised the truce flag, but the Fla Sect’s Herbalist Troops have constantly stayed off the field."
Yang Ruxin frowned, "Why is the Fla Sect staying so quiet? It’s so weird."
Gu Qingheng nodded, "I find it unusual too."
Yang Ruxin sighed, if it was soone else leading the troops, she would imdiately go to check it out, but since it’s Qi Jingyun, she decided to keep her distance, lest that arrogant man misunderstood her intentions.
"Don’t worry too much, the Cloud King is not an ordinary person. He’s nicknad the War God, not likely to be easily tricked or defeated..."
"I know." Yang Ruxin nodded, "I’m just worrying needlessly."
"Rest assured, if there’s a problem, the capital will certainly react quickly..."
Yang Ruxin let go of the concerns.
Upon returning ho, they spotted Xu Zhengya accompanying Dong Wenxiu and Feng Zilan, chatting while doing needlework. They were discussing Xu Zhengya’s past, her ti with Xu Shifei, presenting it as a precious mory without any hint of resentnt.
Yang Ruxin’s impression of this young girl improved a bit. She feared those who constantly wallowed in grievances and complaints; such pitiful people often left others more depressed.
"Madam, General, you’re back." Xu Zhengya first noticed Yang Ruxin and Gu Qingheng at the door and quickly put down her needlework to stand up.
"You two ca back at this hour, you probably haven’t eaten yet?" Feng Zilan also stood up, "I’ll prepare so food for you first."
"Exactly, we thought you weren’t coming back for dinner so we ate first, but it’s easy to whip sothing up." Dong Wenxiu stood up too.
"Mom, don’t bother," Yang Ruxin waved her hand hurriedly, "We’ve had pancake fruit, I’ll cook sothing if we get hungry later."
"Madam, General, two noble madams, I’ll be leaving now," Xu Zhengya quickly took her leave.
Yang Ruxin nodded.
"This girl has such a tough life," Dong Wenxiu said wistfully, watching Xu Zhengya’s departing back.
"Mom, there are many people with tough lives," Yang Ruxin raised an eyebrow.
"I was just saying, your mom isn’t the sa pushover she used to be. I can tell good from bad now."
"I know my mom is the best," Yang Ruxin gave a thumbs up.
"You cheeky girl, teasing your mom," Dong Wenxiu reached out and poked Yang Ruxin’s forehead lightly.
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