Chapter four hundred and fiftieth second family meeting
Outside Bai Miao Village, five luxurious and impressive carriages stopped.
Around the carriage, hundreds of green-robed Liuye disciples spread out and took advantage of the terrain to defend themselves.
The people of Wumiao looked nervously at the luxurious carriage parked at the village gate, wondering how so many Han people could come to such a remote place.
"Eldest brother, great-uncle."
A Miao man jumped out of the last carriage and ran towards the Miao people happily.
"Ebony?" Wu Sang was stunned and immediately understood who it was.
It was the owner who lent the Miao village these miserable things when the Miao territory was in dire straits.
The saintly daughter’s husband, the mysterious and generous Mr. Liu.
Fan Hai, the shopkeeper of Chengdu Mansion, got out of a carriage: "Master, we are here, get off the carriage."
Liu Zhi'an, dressed in military uniforms and wearing a military cap on his head, got out of the carriage: "We've finally arrived. If it keeps bumping, my old bones will fall apart."
Fan Hai helped Liu Zhi'an out of the carriage and said with a smile, "My boss is joking. You are in your prime now. How can you say you are old? However, the mountain roads in Miao territory are indeed difficult to walk and are too rugged."
Liu Zhi'an curiously looked at the buildings in front of him that were completely different from those in the Central Plains area, and was a little surprised.
"The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the air is fragrant, and the people are simple. It is truly a fairyland where you can enjoy your old age peacefully."
"Sir, does that girl Qinglian live here? The environment is indeed refreshing, but the livelihood is a bit difficult."
Mrs. Liu also walked out of the carriage. Qi Yun was holding Mrs. Liu's arm and walked over slowly. The reason why she arrived five days late was because there were two pregnant women, Mrs. Liu and Qi Yun, in the carriage.
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I had to take care of their health and slow down, otherwise it wouldn't have taken so long to arrive.
According to Liu Zhi'an's intention, he didn't want these two pregnant women to come together, but he couldn't convince them.
Mrs. Liu believed that it was such an important matter for her daughter-in-law to give birth and her future mother-in-law not to come would make the family members in Qinglian feel that they were not taken seriously and would feel uncomfortable.
Qi Yun's idea was equally simple. As the wife of the Liu family, there was no reason why she should not be present.
With no choice, Liu Zhi'an could only take the two women and travel thousands of miles to Wumiao Village, the land of Miao territory.
Liu Zhi'an looked at the group of Miao people who were slowly coming out and said in a low voice to the family members beside him: "Madam, girl Yun, as the saying goes, when you are in the country, do as the Romans do. Don't lose your etiquette. We will act according to the opportunity."
"I understand, sir."
"Yes, daddy."
The elders of Wumiao Village looked at Liu Zhian, who was standing quietly at the gate of the village, leading some key figures within Wumiao Village up.
"Bai Miao Village Wusang."
"Hei Miao Village Ye Dan."
"Long skirt Miao Langu."
"Welcome to you, Yuan Liu. The mountain is high and the road is far away. Yuan Liu, thank you for your hard work. I didn't come far to greet you. Please don't be surprised, Yuan Liu."
Liu Zhi'an hugged him with a neither humble nor arrogant expression: "Liu Zhi'an from Jiangnan is polite. I have met a few elders. They have rosy faces and steady steps. At first glance, they are old and healthy people."
Several people had a business talk with each other, but fortunately because Qinglian was sandwiched in the middle, each other's senses were pretty good.
Liu Zhi'an did not notice that the Miao people were xenophobic about the Han people who had come from afar, and the elders did not notice that Liu Zhi'an had the domineering attitude of other Han people, so they naturally had a good impression of each other.
"Except Mr. Liu, Mrs. Liu, the young lady has come from afar. Although the camellia tea is not expensive, it can quench your thirst. Please come and sit in the humble house."
Wu Sang had already inquired about the visitor when Wu Mu came back, and knew that the visitor was not the mysterious Mr. Liu but Mr. Liu's family member Liu Yuanwai. Although he was a little disappointed, he still greeted him respectfully.
What Wusang was most worried about was Qi Yun, the first wife of Mr. Liu of the Liu family. He didn't know how she would treat the saint's existence.
Wu Sang has also heard many rumors about the discord between the main wife and the concubines in large Han families.
Seeing that Ye Dan and the others had the same look on their faces, Wu Sang snorted softly and signaled the others to act according to the situation and not to be reckless.
They were old rivals and old friends for many years. They were all very familiar with each other, so they naturally understood what Wu Sang meant and nodded slightly to express his understanding.
Although Liu Zhi'an was eager to see his grandson, he was a guest from afar and he knew better that guests should do as they please, so he had no choice but to follow the crowd towards a house.
"Except Mr. Liu, the Han and Miao families have different customs and different living habits. I apologize for the poor hospitality. Please come in."
"The younger generation does as the Romans do when they go to the countryside. The elders don't have to do this. Please join us."
Everyone sat down, poured tea and chatted and laughed.
After a few cups of tea, the differences between them gradually became dispensable.
Wu Sang looked at Wu Ge with a faint smile: "Wuge, go and tell your aunt to call you. It would be rude not to come out to see your in-laws even when they arrive."
"Yes, great-uncle."
After Wu Ge left, Wu Sang gave Liu Zhi'an another cup of tea: "Besides Mr. Liu, I would like to take the liberty to ask, why didn't your son come?"
Liu Zhi'an sighed softly: "I don't know what the elders know. Quan Zi is now an official in the court, and his government affairs are complicated. Some time ago, he was sent by His Majesty the Emperor as the Chief Military Officer to the Kingdom of Jin and the Turks.
Now that she has not returned, Qinglian cannot come to give birth, so I have no choice but to go there myself."
Wusang and others nodded understandingly: "So that's it, Mr. Liu is a young talent. We, the old guys, use tea instead of wine to congratulate Mr. Liu on his rapid rise to the top."
"Thank you to the elders. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. It depends on their fate where they go."
"Yes, the young eagle will one day soar into the sky, and Mr. Liu is a very open-minded person."
"Uncle!"
While she was talking, Qinglian's mother, Wu Shi, walked in and saw Liu Zhi'an and the others sitting opposite Wu Sang and the elders looking a little reserved.
There was nothing I could do about it, the clothes of Liu Zhi'an and the others were too luxurious, with silks, silks, and countless jewelry. Looking at the coarse linen clothes on his body, he looked out of place with them.
The items such as silks and satins sent by Young Master Liu, except for a few pieces of clothing sewn by Qinglian, were all sold in the city after discussing with Qinglian, so as to save some money for Qinglian to prepare a dress.
The best dowry.
Qinglian tried to stop her several times but to no avail, so she could only agree to her mother's request.
She understood her mother's thoughts. The ancients emphasized the importance of being well-matched. A woman who did not have a decent dowry would be looked down upon by her husband's family when she got married. Her mother did not want to suffer hardship in the future and be looked down upon by others.
Although Qinglian told Liu Lang several times that he was not such a person, she could not stop Wu Shi's maternal love.
"Yun, this is your in-law." Wu Sang said to Wu Shi with a faint smile.
Wu Shi looked at Liu Zhi'an and the others cautiously, neither standing nor sitting, feeling a little at a loss.
Liu Zhi'an had long noticed Wushi's restraint and stood up with a faint smile: "My dear, I'm so polite. You gave birth to a good daughter."