[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-am-the-xu-family-s-son":3,"chapter-i-am-the-xu-family-s-son-i-am-the-xu-family-s-son-chapter-727":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I Am the Xu Family's Son",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2308505,4510,"Chapter 727: Delivered to the Ju Yang Yuan [Thank you! A second bow! 41K chapters owed]","i-am-the-xu-family-s-son-chapter-727",727,"\u003Cp>After speaking, Rong Fei slowly paced through the hall, her eyes filled with thoughtful expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After taking a few steps, Rong Fei suddenly stopped and turned to her personal maid: “Who delivered the gift to Xu Wu Lang that day?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The personal maid paused to think, then replied: “My lady, I recall it was Shen Lianpeng, the personal maid from Dou Da Niangzi’s side.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tsk!” Rong Fei let out an annoyed sound. “Mistake! I shouldn’t have sent that maid to deliver the gift.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? My lady, you mean… it shouldn’t have been done? Before you conceived the princess, it was I who—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The personal maid did not finish; she herself had been the one who delivered the fur gifts Rong Fei had sent to the Xu family earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Think back—when Xiangyang Marquis’s household sent gifts, it was Marquis Gu himself who went! I should never have sent that maid; it should have been Er Lang himself!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Rong Fei spoke, her eyes darted rapidly, filled with sudden realization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Rong Fei continue pacing slowly through the hall, the personal maid said: “My lady, this matter was truly my oversight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Fei shook her head and waved her hand: “It has nothing to do with you—I was careless.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The personal maid said: “My lady, I heard Xiangyang Marquis gave Xu’s young master a pair of twin maids, and that’s how he got two sons. Perhaps I could—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Fei paced while waving her hand: “Xu’s young master already has three maids in his chambers; he won’t accept more.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, Rong Fei glanced toward the bed inside the room, where the curtains were drawn and the young princess slept soundly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Rong Fei’s gaze, the personal maid thought for a moment and said: “My lady, when the Marquis’s household came to deliver the good news, Er Lang added one remark—he said the walls in Feiyan’s chamber seemed much cleaner.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Fei, still looking at the bed, frowned at her personal maid: “Cleaner walls?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Rong Xian married, Rong Fei had stayed in the Huixue Courtyard and knew well that Rong Feiyan’s room had been filled with many ornaments, mostly tied to some Marquis’s legitimate son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go find out! No—don’t investigate. Send someone directly to ask Feiyan’s two personal maids.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, my lady.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The personal maid bowed and turned to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Fei watched the maid’s retreating back and sighed softly, then resumed her slow pacing through the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Born of the marketplace, Rong Fei had maintained her favor for so many years—not only because of her striking beauty and resemblance to the late Imperial Consort Zhang, but more importantly because of her strong will, sharp wit, and decisive nature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kind of spirit was stronger than that of some men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As in the earlier storyline, Rong Fei had once drawn her blade against the future Yong Wang over matters concerning Rong Feiyan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the fate of the Qi State Duke’s household was like being slapped in the face by the Yong Wang himself—yet they dared not even cry out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After walking slowly through the hall for a while,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Fei halted her steps,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>her gaze thoughtful as she looked toward Zhao Fang’s sleeping quarters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>in the afternoon,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>within the palace,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Fei frowned slightly at her personal maid: “They all went to the Chai household?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, my lady! I delivered your gifts to the Marquis’s household, and before returning to the palace, I stopped by the Liang household to ask Wu Da Niangzi a few questions—but there was no definitive answer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No wonder Feiyan put everything away,” Rong Fei nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her personal maid hesitate to speak, Rong Fei said: “What is it? Say it out loud!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, my lady! When I visited Dou Da Niangzi, her eyes held resentment—she clearly harbored deep grievances.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Consort Fu Guo’s face was also grim when she visited her daughter at the Marquis’s household.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Fei nodded: “It was my oversight—I shouldn’t have used Dou family’s dowry, nor should I have sent that maid to deliver the gift. Their displeasure is entirely justified.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The maid said: “My lady, you meant well, they—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Fei waved her hand, and the maid dropped the subject, instead saying: “My lady, according to Xi Bu, yesterday Xu’s young stallion was to be sent to the Gu household, but the Gu family’s third young lady sent an invitation—and the girl didn’t want to go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm. Have her come see me after Qixi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll remember, my lady.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The seventh day of the seventh month,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Qixi Festival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the afternoon,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the sky was clear and boundless,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>from the high palace walls, one could see the elaborate Qiqiao pavilions erected by households, silk ribbons fluttering in the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the bustling streets of Bianjing, carriages and horses filled the roads, more prosperous than ever before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The common folk wore new clothes, and stalls selling various Mo He Le, water-floating toys, and Gu Ban could be seen along the roadside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the lively main street of Pan Lou, Liang Han’s servant Diao Che stood beside the Pan Lou entrance, a table behind him holding several lotus flowers arranged in exquisite vases, surrounded by a group of Liang family’s strong servants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the group of wealthy young nobles across from him, Diao Che called out: “This gentleman bids two hundred guan—is there any higher bid? Any more? Sold!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After his call, the Liang family servants carefully lifted the vases and walked toward the buyer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning his gaze from the crowd below, Qiao Jiu Lang looked back at Liang Han among the guests in the private chamber and said: “Six Lang, you’re truly gifted in business—those lotus flowers sold downstairs are worth more than my family’s entire shop earns in a month.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang Han sat at the table, surrounded by a group of noble and wealthy young men from the capital, most of whom were accompanied by courtesans and singing girls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Liang Han laughed: “Who do you think I’m relying on? Without my cousin Xu Wu’s full support, this business wouldn’t be possible.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Six Lang, what do you mean by that?” asked a nobleman adorned in gold and jade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang Han smiled, bowing apologetically: “Hahaha! This is a secret—I’m afraid I can’t say more.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Six Lang, forgive me for being presumptuous.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, the young nobles and courtesans in the chamber laughed appropriately, easing the awkwardness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When their laughter subsided, one of Liang Han’s cousins, a Pei  family scion from the Xinguo Duke’s household, said: “Six Lang, there’s a rumor about Xu’s Jing Ge—have you heard it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm?” Liang Han glanced at the others, noticing their expressions, and asked: “What rumor, Cousin? Tell me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Pei  family scion glanced at someone at the table: “Didn’t Rong Xian become a father the other day?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang Han nodded: “Yes, his wife gave birth to a daughter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Pei  family scion continued: “Right! But before his wife became pregnant, Consort Fu Guo publicly swore her daughter would bear a son!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When others asked why she was so certain, she gave vague, evasive answers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang Han nodded eagerly, scanning the expressions around the table: “Cousin, what happened next? How does this relate to my cousin Xu Wu?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Pei  family scion said: “The key lies with Xu Wu Lang. Chen Min, why don’t you tell them yourself?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, Liang Han turned to look at Gu Tingye, his cousin from the Yang family, whose mother was Gu Yan Kai’s sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang Han’s eyes flickered: “Yes! Chen Min, your aunt is Consort Fu Guo—she must know the truth.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Chen Min’s expression grew uneasy, but seeing the expectant looks of everyone in the chamber, he hesitantly said: “Six Lang, my aunt said… she said…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Said what?” Qiao Jiu Lang asked impatiently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She said giving gifts to Xu Wu Lang could help one conceive a son—this rumor is just a baseless falsehood circulating in the capital!” Yang Chen Min said, embarrassed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, the expressions in the chamber varied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The noble and wealthy young men were less surprised; most merely exchanged glances and murmured, as if they had vaguely heard of this before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The courtesans and singing girls seated beside them, however, stared around with growing curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing their reactions, Yang Chen Min added: “These past two days, when my aunt returned home or attended gatherings with other duchesses, she was repeatedly pressed about it—and in frustration, she said it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang Han frowned: “This…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Pei  family scion said: “Even if she spoke out of anger, she said it in front of a crowd of maids and servants—we all heard it, and the capital must be buzzing with it by now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, a young nobleman at the table tapped his closed fan against his palm, suddenly understanding:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah! Now I recall—Xiangyang Marquis, the old lord, had no sons for years!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Six Lang, the twin maids you always praised beside Xu Jing Ge—weren’t they given by the old Marquis?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang Han quickly waved his hands, a hint of panic in his eyes: “Ah? I—I didn’t—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ignoring Liang Han’s protest, the young noble continued: “Now it makes sense.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The courtesans and singing girls beside the table widened their eyes further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, did Lu, the Imperial Son-in-Law from Yulin Alley, who once had six daughters and recently had a son, send anything to Xu Wu Lang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another man at the table asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several of the young nobles exchanged glances but gave no clear affirmation or denial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shall we send someone to ask?” asked the Pei  family scion eagerly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ze Ge, the old Lady of the Lian State Duke is the aunt of the Jin Yang Marquis Tao family—why not send someone to inquire?” someone suggested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The noble youth called upon hesitated, then said: “Alright. I’ll try.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the sun dipped low,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the personal attendant of Tao Ze Ge of the Jin Yang Marquis returned to Pan Lou and whispered something to Ze Ge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the eager, curious gazes of everyone in the chamber, Tao Ze Ge said nothing—only nodded once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the chamber,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang Han’s group, all of noble or wealthy blood, had servants standing by—this was a rare and prized position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, Min Ge, a senior servant of Pan Lou, stood nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the exclamations from within, he frowned and asked the Marquis’s personal attendant stepping out: “Little brother, what happened inside?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the Tao family servant could answer, the chamber door opened and the young nobles filed out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun set behind the mountains, the sky darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Jade Rabbit, risen at noon, now shone brighter in the night sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianjing was lit with lanterns and decorations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some households erected Qiqiao pavilions, others had only a single offering table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the offering tables, besides fruits and offerings, there were also spider boxes used by unmarried girls to pray for dexterity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the tables, some recited poetry, others knelt in prayer for dexterity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond private courtyards,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>in the brothels and entertainment houses along the street, where precious Mohele figurines and large Gu Ban boards were displayed, the most celebrated courtesans would lead their female musicians in kneeling before the moon to pray for dexterity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The festival displayed countless customs, too numerous to list.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>whether in noble households or common homes, even some still-operating upscale wine houses,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>after the Qiqiao ritual ended, those gathered before the offering tables would often speak a few words together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their conversations frequently mentioned “Xu the Fifth Son,” “delivering items,” “Xiangyang Marquis Mansion,” and “Lu the Imperial Son-in-Law.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just after Qiqiao Festival,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the next day,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quyuanjie,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>before the main gate of the Yongyi Marquis Mansion,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zaijing rode out as usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not far from the gate, Xu Zaijing exchanged a glance with Qingyun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Qingyun looked around and said, pointing to a carriage by the roadside: “Master, I feel there are more people on the street today.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zaijing frowned and nodded: “Indeed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had he spoken,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>than the curtain of a carriage by the roadside was drawn back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zaijing and Qingyun instinctively turned to look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But inside the carriage sat a well-dressed young woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Xu Zaijing and Qingyun on horseback, the young woman stepped down from the carriage using the step, and hurried toward Xu Zaijing with her maid beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop! What do you want?” Qingyun called out loudly, tugging on his reins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Neigh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The horse reared up on its front hooves and neighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sudden motion startled the young woman and her maid, causing them to step back in alarm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qingcao inside Xu Zaijing’s carriage also peered out curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this… is this truly Xu the Fifth Son of the Yongyi Marquis Mansion?” the young woman dared not look at Xu Zaijing, instead lowering her eyes and asking timidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qingyun replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young woman’s face lit up; her hand swiftly slipped into her sleeve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qingyun shouted sharply: “Don’t move!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was loud enough to make the woman flinch; something metallic glinting in her sleeve fell to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zaijing looked down—it was a set of gold and silver objects shaped like jujubes, chestnuts, longans, and lotus seeds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The maid quickly picked them up and placed them back into the young woman’s hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young woman raised the items, bowed her head, and said: “Sir, I mean no harm—these are just a small token of my gratitude. Please accept them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qingyun glanced at Xu Zaijing and said: “Woman, why are you suddenly asking our Master to accept gifts? This is—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped mid-sentence, suddenly understanding, and turned to look at Xu Zaijing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zaijing, grasping Qingyun’s meaning, slightly lifted his chin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qingyun rode forward and extended his hand: “Then give them to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman looked at Qingyun, then at Xu Zaijing, and shook her head hesitantly: “I can’t give them to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qingyun fell silent, turning back to Xu Zaijing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zaijing sighed slightly, rode forward, and extended his hand: “Give them to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young woman, startled by the towering presence of the small black stallion, stepped back, looked up at Xu Zaijing to confirm, then nodded repeatedly and handed over the items.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the pair before him, Xu Zaijing said softly: “The most effective thing is to see a female physician. The Ren family’s medical officers in the capital are very skilled.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young woman dared not meet his gaze, nodded timidly, and murmured “Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, seeing passersby nearby beginning to gather, Xu Zaijing shook his head, lightly spurred his horse, and rode away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arriving at the bridge spanning the city’s canal, Xu Zaijing reined in his horse, gazed at the scenery for a moment, then handed the gold and silver objects to Qingyun: “Exchange these for grain and deliver them to the City Relief Center.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Master,” Qingyun smiled as he took them, then added: “Master, may I buy some meat buns for—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Master,” Qingyun said, smiling, and turned to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait!” Xu Zaijing called out, watching Qingyun stop. “When you distribute porridge and meat buns, what name will you use? What will you say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qingyun thought a moment, bowed, and replied: “These are imperial gifts, offered to pray for the court’s blessings.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2540,"2026-06-20T10:32:41.888Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","34826681049075c17495a4795abc180d11af476371519cf9eaf9510bb1bd7325","i-am-the-xu-family-s-son-chapter-728","i-am-the-xu-family-s-son-chapter-726",790,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-am-the-xu-family-s-son-cover.jpg"]