Chapter 37

The next day, Yueyang, holding his still slightly aching head, struggled to get up. Seeing no one around, he called out loudly, "Yuling! Yulong!"

"Coming... I'm here!"

Following Yueyang's call, a clear response came from outside. Soon, a slender figure appeared before him. This slender figure, dressed in a light green gauze dress with a mandarin collar, held a basin and a towel, placed them on a wooden stand, and then turned to scold him, "Young Master, you really should know better. If you can't drink, don't drink so much. Do you know how many servants toasted you last night? At least twenty or thirty! You really gave them face, drinking every single one. Do you really think you're a wine god?"

Hearing this familiar and clear scolding, Yueyang knew exactly who it was: "Yulong, since you saw everything last night, why didn't you stop me from drinking so much?"

Just as Yueyang finished speaking, Yuling's voice sounded from the side, "Young Master, you're really being unfair to Yulong. Last night, Yulong was so worried when you got drunk."

As she spoke, Yuling's figure came into Yueyang's view. Today, Yuling was wearing a dress similar to Yulong's, but it was light white, making her look both gentle and elegant.

Yuling walked up to Yueyang with a porcelain bowl still steaming and naturally sat down by the bed, handing the bowl to Yueyang, "Young Master, drink this醒酒汤 (hangover soup) first."

As soon as Yueyang took the hangover soup, a strong smell wafted into his nose. Pinching his nose, he drank the strange-tasting soup and then frowned, "What kind of hangover soup is this? It's so bitter!"

"If you're afraid of the taste, don't drink so much next time," Yulong said, taking the empty bowl and scolding him, "Last night, Sister stayed up all night taking care of you!"

Yueyang turned his head and saw that Yuling indeed had dark circles under her eyes, clearly from lack of sleep. A warm feeling welled up in Yueyang's heart, and he grabbed Yuling's small hand, "Ling, you really worked hard last night! And our cute Yulong, you too!"

The Ling and Long sisters, whose hands were held by Yueyang, did not struggle but gently leaned against him. Yueyang wrapped his arms around the two soft, boneless bodies, and a faint scent of jasmine wafted into his nose. Yueyang sniffed and realized that the jasmine scent had two different nuances, though not very distinct, both were refreshing.

After sniffing for a while, Yueyang asked curiously, "Ling, Long, what kind of cosmetics do you use to smell so good?"

"It's not that!" Yulong, lying in Yueyang's arms, said shyly, "Sister and I rarely use cosmetics."

"I don't believe it!" Yueyang teased, "If you don't use them, how do you have the scent of jasmine?"

"It's true," Yulong said, getting flustered, "Sister and I are naturally fragrant. If you don't believe it, you can ask the old lady!"

Seeing Yulong's flushed, apple-like face, Yueyang felt a surge of emotion and teased, "I still don't believe it! Let me smell again." He then lowered his head and sniffed around the two of them.

"Ah... Young Master, you're so naughty, stop it... hehehe..." Soon, the room was filled with their giggles and playful scolding.

After a while, Yueyang, satisfied, walked out of the room. Behind him, the Ling and Long sisters were blushing and slightly annoyed, but Yueyang had not taken the final step with them, though he had done everything else.

Stopping at the door, Yueyang turned to the Ling and Long sisters and said gently, "Alright, I'm leaving. There's a lot to do today, so I won't be back for lunch. I'll have dinner with you tonight, so wait for me, okay?"

"Yes, I understand," Yuling nodded obediently, stepping forward like a gentle wife to straighten Yueyang's collar, "Young Master, you'll be busy outside. Don't worry about us. We'll wait for you at home."

"Master, I'll wait for you obediently, don't worry," the usually lively Yulong also followed her sister, speaking softly.

"Since that's the case, let me give you a kiss first!" Yueyang quickly kissed both of them on the lips and then ran off, ignoring their stomping feet and playful scolding.

Feeling great, Yueyang went to the old lady's courtyard, where he saw the old lady sitting with her eyes closed, and his sister Yue Ying playing with a butterfly net in the yard. Seeing Yueyang, Yue Ying dropped the net and ran to him, pulling his sleeve and asking him to play. Yueyang took out a large box from behind his back and gave it to Yue Ying. Yue Ying was delighted when she saw the box, which contained a set of cute Barbie dolls. With the Barbie dolls, Yue Ying quickly forgot about her older brother.

Free from Yue Ying's纠缠 (entanglement), Yueyang went to the old lady and greeted her. The old lady now looked at Yueyang with less worry and more relief.

The old lady smiled kindly at Yueyang, "Grandson, your battle at Yingzhou City has brought glory to our Yue family. No one dares to underestimate us anymore. This is all thanks to you!"

Yueyang took a few steps and sat down next to the old lady, smiling, "Grandma, this is the result of the soldiers' hard work. I don't take credit for it. After this battle, I believe no one will dare to bully our Yue family easily. However, I think we should continue to train our militia and expand its size. We still have a lot to do!"

The old lady nodded and said earnestly, "Grandma also sees that the world is getting more chaotic. If we want to protect ourselves in this chaos, we need a strong army. Otherwise, if bandits come again, the five hundred militia soldiers won't be enough. Grandma will support you. But, grandson, maintaining an army is not like other things. The silver and supplies needed are like flowing water. Are you... prepared?"

Hearing the old lady's words, Yueyang said confidently, "Grandma, you don't need to worry. It's true that maintaining an army requires silver and supplies, but I have already made preparations. The high-yield crops we planted can easily support several thousand soldiers, not just a few hundred. Moreover, I have something good for the Wang family, and I believe they will like it!" As he spoke, a hint of coldness crept into Yueyang's voice.

The old lady was startled by Yueyang's words and quickly said, "Grandson, don't act rashly. Although we have a few hundred militia, the Wang family has been rooted in Yingzhou for over a hundred years. If you start a conflict, the government might catch you, and that would be troublesome!"

"Grandma, you worry too much. I won't do anything foolish this time!" Yueyang took a bag of white powder from his pocket and handed it to the old lady, smiling, "Grandma, look. If we also become salt smugglers like the Wang family, what do you think their reaction will be..."

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