After Dressing Up As a Little Fulang

On the way back, An Yun still couldn’t forget the shock he just felt, and couldn’t help but mutter to Xiao Cui next to him: “There is so much cloth in it, and there are only a few masters in the house, can it be used up?”

Xiao Cui looked at An Yun with a strange look in her eyes and whispered, “Fulang, even if they don’t use it, it’s still belonged to the masters! If they want to use it one day, then they will be able to use it.”

An Yun was stunned for a moment after hearing this and then thought of one thing. The feudal system here had reached its peak, with power and wealth concentrated in the hands of aristocratic families and feudal dynasties. Even the imperial examination system did not exist here.

The powerful people here were the overlords of one party, and their words were the rule of the territory where they were located. The people gathered all their strength to support the local dignitaries.

The people were like a big blood bag. All their nutrients and everything they produced were for the enjoyment of those at the top.

In this case, it was no surprise that these powerful people had such luxurious things in their homes and had a warehouse specially built for the collected fabrics.

An Yun suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn’t say anything and continued to walk forward in silence.

Xiao Cui looked at An Yun, who seemed a little unhappy after she spoke, and didn’t understand what was wrong with him. But she didn’t say anything more and just followed him back silently.

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Qing Yue sent An Yun away with a smile. It wasn’t until his back disappeared from sight that the smile on her face faded a bit.

The steward of the fabric warehouse, who had been following her, saw that she was fine and walked up to her, asking, “Miss Qing Yue, this warehouse has been packed out. Should the newly arrived Jinyun yarn be placed in the camphor wood box in the innermost part?”

The box was made of camphor wood and covered with a layer of iron. It was extremely thick and heavy. It was usually used to store the most valuable fabrics to prevent snakes, insects, rats, and ants from eating them and to prevent theft.

Qing Yue retracted her gaze in the direction An Yun had left, turned to look at the steward next to her, thought for a while, and said directly, “No, it’s troublesome to put it there. Put it in the box on the outer floor. I guess this thing will be needed in a few days. It’s about to be taken out and used.”

The steward was a little surprised by her words, but since it was Qing Yue’s order, he naturally had no choice but to comply. He responded, holding the gleaming cloth in both hands, and placed it gently in a box that was a camphor box.

Qing Yue looked at the beautiful fabric that seemed to be glowing, like the hem of a fairy’s skirt. Thinking of An Yun, who had just left, she sighed in her heart. She feared that when the young master came back, this fabric would be used to make clothes that person.

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At the other place, Zang Ya, led by Song Lin and Song Ningxiang, directly entered the courtyard that was said to have been specially built by the Song family for their little daughter who liked pets.

Zang Ya walked in the middle, with Song Lin on the left and Song Ningxiang on the right.

Song Lin looked at Zang Ya, who was observing intently and seemed only slightly moved when he was observing the distribution inside. He couldn’t help feeling a little anxious and confused.

Did Zang Ya have any interest in his sister? If he wasn’t interested, then why had he stared at his sister so seriously when he saw her just now? If he was interested, why didn’t he even give his sister a little peek now?

Song Lin was very anxious and thinking about things in his mind. He didn’t know if Zang Ya could like his sister and let her become the second Mrs. You.

Zang Ya’s father, Zang Ke, doted on Mrs. You. For Mrs. You’s sake, he had dismissed his concubine directly and doted on her alone for many years. Over the years, to please the wife, the husband kept collecting good things.

No one in Zang Ke’s jurisdiction was unaware of these things.

After careful inquiry, they discovered that a few generations before Zang Ke’s father, their family had faced many troubles, including men and women going mad for love.

It was precisely because of this that even though the Zang clan members were brave, good at fighting, and extremely intelligent, the originally prosperous population of Zang clan ancestors began to gradually wither.

After knowing this, those who were good at calculating began to have some thoughts in their hearts.

Zang Ke already had his wife, so they had no chance for him, and the only one left was Zang Ya.

Even though Zang Ya was still young and his character was moody, he could fall in love at any time to the people around him, if a child fell into his eyes, it would be a great blessing for someone to attain the level of phoenix.

When others thought like this, there were many who touched porcelain (testing) on weekdays.

At first, Zang Ya saw it as an interesting thing, but as more people arrived and time went by, he lost his patience.

Later, people gradually became bolder.

Then Zang Ya beat a girl who came toward him on the street, she was left bloodied. Zang Ya also broke into someone’s house in broad daylight, destroying the whole family’s house. After the mastermind was captured and beaten in front of his family, many people stopped thinking about it.

However, even if one was scared once, it was not possible to be scared forever. After all, people died for money and birds died for food. Some still cared about this most convenient way to rise.

Later, they learned to be smart and knew that if they didn’t do it well, their family would suffer, so they did it secretly.

Wherever Zang Ya was present, some well-dressed attendants occasionally appeared. Their behavior was not inappropriate, their eyes were not charming; they served quietly and could perform a few talents amidst everyone’s laughter.

However, everyone discovered that this Young Master Zang seemed to have been born without the muscle of love. Those beautiful people who appeared were truly treated as servants, with no intention of caring for them at all.

Some laughed behind his back, saying that Zang Ya was too young and didn’t understand the feeling, so he had no feelings for those beauties. Some insisted that he didn’t look at them because he hadn’t met someone he liked.

After all, it was well-documented and feasible that the Zang family had neurotic tendencies. Zang Ya’s lawless behavior couldn’t have been an accident.