Chapter 173: Dragon Staff Horse
The Yang family was once a wealthy family with many generations of riches. Even though they are down and out now, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse, and a rotten boat still has three pounds of iron.

The gifts given to the Song family were naturally not bad. The men who studied received the four treasures of the study, and those who studied martial arts received swords, armor, or BMWs.

For women, it is cloth and jewelry, which are not the latest fashion, but are also rare and valuable.

The younger ones had never seen many good things in their lives, so they were happy just to receive gifts, but the old man had seen the world, and he felt a little complicated for a moment.

"Brother, is it necessary to spend so much money? Our two families don't need such empty talk." It must have been difficult for the Yang family over the years. Look at the distorted faces of the daughter-in-law and the younger generation.

"Haha, since we give a lot, of course we want to receive a lot." Uncle Yang joked with a laugh, not caring about the feelings of the younger generation at all.

The younger generation of the Yang family came to the main hall after the old lady took Song Qingwan out. Both sides introduced themselves to each other and exchanged greetings.

However, they thought that the Song family was trying to curry favor with the Yang family, and they didn't know that Uncle Yang was a member of the Song family.

When he saw that all the things the old lady and the old man gave away were collections, his eyes immediately turned red.

The mother and son easily gave away things that they could never get no matter how hard they tried to please. It would have been fine if the other party was from a noble family.

What about the Song family? A small sixth-rank official's family bought the Song family's house secretly bought by the old man because the woman in the inner house could do some business.

I heard that the old man sold it at a low price, and the money received was used to support the remnant soldiers who had fought against the Yang family. Isn't this the responsibility of the court?

Anyway, the Yang family didn't get any benefits, but instead invested a lot of their assets. What's so great about the Song family?
I heard that the eldest granddaughter had an affair with the Crown Prince. Ha! They hadn't even arranged a marriage yet. They had an affair before marriage. Could it be that the Song family still wanted to be the Crown Prince's principal wife?

Looking at the women of the Song family, the young ladies of the Yang family all felt a sense of superiority. They couldn't compare to Miss Zhu San and the others, but weren't they a hundred times better than those country girls from the Song family?

So rustic, so rustic. She wears shabby clothes, either red or purple. And a whole family comes to her house. Do you think this is where your mother can marry?
It seems that the Song family is very grateful to the Yang family for selling the Song house at a low price. I heard that it was their ancestral home many years ago, but it has fallen into decline.

There are arrogant people in the Yang family, and of course there are humble people.

This is the complexity of living in a large mansion. If you are not careful, your opponents will break into the backyard, causing chaos and even leading your descendants astray.

The Yang family had finally given birth to Uncle Yang, and Uncle Yang wanted to have more children, so he married many concubines. He had many children, but he couldn't raise even more of them.

Moreover, he was devoted to his career and revenge. Some of his children were led astray by his wives and concubines, some of the children he raised himself died in battle, and some were disabled.

This has led to the decline of the Yang family today. If it weren't for the protection of an old lady, the Yang family would have probably fallen apart long ago, just like the eldest branch of the Yang family.

Uncle Yang knew his own shortcomings, and even specially brought these unpromising youngsters out to show off so that the Song family could see carefully whether they were prepared to be crippled like this.

Because once you join the power struggle, it is hard to say who will win or lose. Most people in the Yang family are half-crippled, so the strength of a family often does not last more than three generations.

"Did you see it all?" Uncle Yang was afraid that Mr. Song didn't know his good intentions, so he asked a special question.

Old Master Song laughed out loud, "I saw it." So the Song family doesn't advocate taking concubines, so the situation should be better, right? "You saw it for real. I'll return the gift to you, double it! Come on, bring it up."

The two old men were talking in a riddle, and no one could understand them. After the Song family members sensed the Yang family's displeasure, they stopped laughing and sat in their chairs obediently.

Waiting for my visiting gift to be brought up.

The Song family's gifts, the first batch was embroidered down jackets, a new product from Qingyafang; the second batch was silk brocade wholesaled from Nanzhi Textile.

The third batch was sets of jewelry, the latest models purchased wholesale from a jade boss; the fourth batch was medicinal materials such as ginseng and ganoderma lucidum, obtained through Jiang Ling’s connections; and the fifth batch was fine blue and white porcelain.

This was a gift that Mr. Hua arranged overnight. It was worth twenty or thirty thousand taels of silver and filled two whole carriages, but in fact, it only cost more than ten thousand taels.

The Yang family was stunned. Are the Song family stupid? Why don't they use such good things themselves?
"What are you doing?!" Uncle Yang stood up angrily. He wanted to repay his kindness, but it was too polite. Did he have to be so calculating?

In fact, Grandpa Song was also quite frightened, but he looked very calm and said, "This was prepared by Brother Hua. It's useless to blame me." Could it be that his eldest granddaughter had taken away all the money?

In fact, there is no need to do so. After all, the Song family had done the Yang family a favor first, and their friendship cannot be repaid. If you ask him, just show your appreciation. It's such a scary thing.

But the younger generations of the Yang family were very happy. The other party's return gift could be said to be more valuable than what the Yang family had given. Therefore, their attitude towards the younger generations of the Song family became warmer and they were simply too snobbish.

Uncle Yang was already used to it. He stood up and waved to Grandpa Song, "Come here." He wanted to explain everything clearly to this old brother to avoid any further separation.

As for Song Qingwan, Old Lady Yang took her straight to the stable. They were not slow along the way, thanks to the dragon staff in her hand.

Yes, the Dragon Staff, bestowed by the previous emperor, is something like the Imperial Sword. It cannot be used on princes and grandchildren of the emperor, but it can certainly kill those disobedient soldiers and generals. It is a special honor.

"This iron staff and the imperial horse are both spoils of war given by the retired emperor. They have been with me for many years. So, I don't want Lao Yu to die before me~"

The old lady explained to Song Qingwan the origins of the two items. She cherished the dragon staff very much, but she was even more reluctant to part with the old horse.

As they were talking, the two came to a stable. The room was very clean and there was no smell at all. The floor was covered with a thick layer of straw, and on top of the straw was a carpet.

An old chestnut horse was lying in the corner, covered with a down quilt that looked very familiar to Song Qingwan. She could tell at a glance that it was produced by a fine factory.

When the old horse heard the noise, it immediately turned its head and saw that the person coming was its owner. It immediately struggled to get up, which was very humane.

Unfortunately, it seemed that it did not have enough strength and could not get up no matter how hard it tried. It kept crying "Puff~Puff~", as if it was explaining to its owner that it was exhausted and not because it was disobedient.

"Lao Yu, don't move. I'll bring an expert to check you out and put iron boots on you, then you can stand up." The old lady put Song Qingwan down and walked towards her old horse. She bent over and kept stroking the old horse's head.

But my hands are stained with hair. The old horse is really too old.
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