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"Qi Xiaomian whispered that the Yin Family was once a weapons forging family. Their forging techniques were not as good as the Ouyang Family's, but they had a unique skill: iron smelting. The iron they produced, though slightly lower in quantity, had fewer impurities and was of excellent quality. After the Yin Family left Yezhou City, the Ouyang Family made significant advancements in iron smelting. If anyone believed that there was no trickery involved, who would trust that?
What could make the Ouyang Family take notice and even risk tearing apart their relationship with their in-laws must be an extraordinary skill. My people have also investigated; after the Yin Family left Yezhou City, the Ouyang Family continued to pressure them, forbidding them from returning to their old profession. They had no choice but to retreat to a remote area and take on some repair work for horseshoes from the Military, barely making ends meet.
"Qi Xiaomian, are you trying to lure the Yin Family to your territory?"
What do you mean by lure? I call it an invitation. The weapons of the Warriors don't require so many embellishments; quality and sharpness are what matter most. The craftsmanship of the Yin Family is just right.
"Qi Xiaomian, are you planning a rebellion?" Sang Qingxiao deliberately distanced herself from him. "Stay away from me; don't drag us into this!"
Qi Xiaomian smiled and pulled her closer again. "I don't have such grand ambitions. Everything I do is merely precautionary."
The Emperor is nearly fifty years old, and I have little connection with his sons. Once the throne changes hands, my situation will be very precarious. Moreover, you know my health is special; it could be exposed any day.
Sang Qingxiao understood his concerns but wasn't sure if everything he was doing behind the scenes was truly just for self-preservation. She reminded him that hoarding iron mines is a serious crime.
The iron mine I took isn't within the Great Jing Dynasty.
"Qi Xiaomian, your reach is quite far."
Qi Xiaomian explained, "There are certain lines I will never cross; I can't make things difficult for my uncle."
Sang Qingxiao responded with an "oh," clarifying, "As for the Yin Family, discuss it with Yin Rou; I'm not involved."
The next morning, Sang Qingxiao and Li Cu stood side by side on the third-floor terrace of the inn, yawning.
"We can't keep taking in Ji Xiao's monsters; it's too noisy! The children are too restless. Before dawn, when they opened their eyes and saw a young man lying beside them, it caused quite a commotion. I don't know how Misha can stand it; she's still calmly meditating and chanting over there."
Li Cu complained for a while before asking Sang Qingxiao, "I live next to Misha and couldn't sleep well because of all that noise. What's going on with you? You have dark circles under your eyes."
Sang Qingxiao yawned again, recalling several dreams about those fathers who lost their children.
The children who were burned to death by the Ouyang Family?
Yes, having learned about their lives from the Underworld, I can't let their fathers continue searching aimlessly.
"You won't tell them the truth, will you? Facing the tragic deaths of their children would be too cruel."
Sang Qingxiao shook his head. He had woven the children's deaths into a story of accidents, mostly drowning in the river, swept away by the currents. There were no remains, which spared those fathers the agony of demanding to see their bodies. He also crafted images of the children living happily in another world.
Would they believe such a dream? He didn't know. He had tried to make the dream as realistic as possible, hoping they would stop stubbornly searching and gradually let go of their grief to return to their own lives.
He hoped so. Li Cu looked at the now much quieter Yuntie County. Had those Jianghu people truly given up? The streets were so desolate that it seemed many had left overnight.
Sang Qingxiao replied, "After saying so much yesterday, what should have touched them the most is probably that I don't mix in this circle of Jianghu."
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