The beloved baby has a space

Chapter 380 Confrontation
Ouyang Changjing held this jade carving master named Zhuowang in high esteem, and therefore used even more words to recommend the ornament in front of him.

If it weren't for that little girl, Ouyang Changjing would never have been willing to hand over this gift.

Wang Chuangui suddenly said, "Wait, you said that King Zhuo has already passed away?"

He felt the name sounded familiar, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember it.

Now that he has heard that the other person has passed away, he feels inexplicably empty and depressed.

It felt like losing someone extremely important.

Not only did he have this idea, but Wang Chuanfu, who was standing next to him, also thought so.

Only Wang Chuanyuan listened with great interest, treating it as just a short story.

"Indeed, it is said that after creating this piece, the jade carving master claimed that he had completely poured out all his life's work and announced that he would never carve any jade again. Not long after, the master passed away." As he said this, a look of regret flashed across Ouyang Changjing's eyes.

Although he felt that this work was not even as good as some of the master's exquisite works, these artistic matters are subjective.

What if there are parts of it that he cannot comprehend?
"This master is so unremarkable. His last work could only sell for 5000 taels of silver. His life was quite a failure," Wang Chuanyuan murmured.

For a fleeting moment, he even thought that if he could make Wang Family Steamed Bun Shop a success, everyone in Dachang would be able to enjoy Wang Family Steamed Buns.

Do their steamed buns also experience a shortage, with some being hard to find?

Especially when he got old and announced that he would only make steamed buns one last time, could those steamed buns sell for several thousand taels of silver?

Isn't it said that things are valued for their rarity?
But Wang Chuanyuan did not receive a response to his words, and then he suddenly felt a pain in his head.

"No one will think you're mute if you don't speak." Old Mrs. Wang tossed aside the broom she had picked up, glanced at the jade carving, and said to the dumbfounded Ouyang Changjing, "The item is good, but you don't come here unless you need something. This young master has no connection with my Wang family, so why would he send these things?"

Ouyang Changjing said, "Your Wang family has a granddaughter named Wang Ruyu. She was originally from the Xie family in the neighboring county to the east, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Wang family members' expressions changed.

Grandma Wang gave her two sons a look, and Wang Chuangui hurriedly went to close the door. Wang Chuanfu thought for a moment and then picked up the two carrying poles behind the door.

One of them was casually tossed to Wang Dalang.

Wang Dalang's attention was still on the jade carving when he was suddenly thrown a carrying pole into his arms. He was completely stunned: "Dad? What's this for?"

"Close the door and unleash the dogs," Wang Chuanfu said succinctly.

The Wang family: "..."

Old Wang thought to himself, "I'll send my eldest son to school tomorrow too."

Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing.

As soon as they made that move, the men behind Ouyang Changjing immediately drew the swords from their waists.

"Oh dear, what's going on here? Wielding swords and spears is so unsightly. Peace brings wealth." Yun Zhi smiled like a Maitreya Buddha and walked between the two groups, completely unconcerned about their tense atmosphere.

Ouyang Changjing showed no anger; on the contrary, the Wang family's reaction made him even more gratified.

This at least shows that the family truly loves and cares for the little girl.

“We mean no harm,” he said.

"Bad people don't wear their badness on their faces!" Wang Dalang finally realized what was going on and took the initiative to lift the carrying pole in his hand. He finally understood why his grandmother hadn't let them return to the village earlier in the morning; it turned out that some villains in the Jin family had their eyes on his sister, Ayu.

Ouyang Pei nudged Ye Yuncang, who was standing silently beside him.

"Say something! You're usually quite eloquent, aren't you? Now's your chance to shine."

Ye Yuncang ignored him completely.

“1000 taels? Forget it,” Ouyang Pei said through gritted teeth.

The next moment, Ye Yuncang stepped forward and said, "This benefactor, Wang Ruyu and your family have a mutually beneficial relationship. However, she is not a fish in a pond and will always go to a wider world. Aren't you afraid of ruining the child's bright future by obstructing her like this?"

Old Mrs. Wang: "What are you saying? This old woman doesn't understand. All I know is that Ayu is a child we raised in our family, not some random cat or dog on the street. Don't even mention bringing these junks to disgust people. Even if you brought mountains of gold and silver, we wouldn't want them. Our family isn't at the end of our rope yet, and we would never do something as immoral as selling our children. If you don't want things to get ugly, please leave."

“This old lady seems quite knowledgeable, and she speaks logically. She’s probably not an ordinary old woman from a farming family, is she?” Ouyang Pei leaned closer to Ye Yuncang and lowered his voice. “Why don’t you tell this old lady’s fortune and see if she comes from some wealthy family?”

Ye Yuncang also lowered his voice: "Simple, 2000 taels."

Ouyang Pei: "..." Suddenly I've lost interest.

Ouyang Changjing really didn't want to have a bad falling out with the Wang family. After all, this family was genuinely good to the little girl. Regardless of whether the little girl was Ruan Ruan's child or not, she was still a member of the royal family of Xifeng Kingdom.

Such ingratitude is not their style.

"To be honest, Madam, the Xie family in the neighboring county to the east is not exactly Xiao Ayu's home, and she is not a member of the Xie family," Ouyang Changjing said calmly.

In the Western Wind Kingdom, it's not only men who inherit the golden pattern. If that little guy isn't Ruan Ruan's child, then one of his parents must be a member of the royal family.

Even if the royal family has terrible taste, they would never choose that old geezer from the Xie family.

Therefore, Ouyang Changjing was quite certain that no matter whose child this little Ayu was, she would not be from the Xie family.

Grandma Wang did not want to talk more: "Please go back, everyone—we appreciate your kindness, but please take it with you."

Having failed to achieve his goal, Ouyang Changjing naturally refused to leave.

Although he knew that going directly to their door was somewhat presumptuous, his status as the crown prince of a neighboring country meant he couldn't linger in another country for too long.

Otherwise, if it triggers a dispute between the two countries, then he would become a sinner.

But he absolutely had to come to this matter; he couldn't trust anyone else to handle it, not even Ouyang Pei.

Old Wang's family members brandished weapons and looked hostile, while Ouyang Changjing and the others were unwilling to harm them, so a standoff ensued.

Seeing the stalemate between the two sides, Yunzhi tried to mediate, saying, "This matter is of great importance and cannot be explained in a day or two. It would be better to follow my advice and discuss it at a longer time. As the saying goes, slow and steady wins the race. There is no need to rush, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble."

Wang Chuangui also said, "You don't seem like bad people to me; you shouldn't be capable of robbery. You've all come from afar, so why don't you rest for a while? We can deal with the rest later—"

"No."

"No."

Before Wang Chuangui could finish speaking, Ouyang Changjing and Old Mrs. Wang spoke in unison.

(End of this chapter)