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The disturbance at the wharf drew the gaze of many, with teahouse errand boys slinging their towels over their shoulders and tilting their heads to listen.
Liang Qu frowned and asked, "Uncle Chen, a big incident? What big incident?"
"I don't know, but it looked frightening. A lord in blue clothes came in person, all clad in fine silk and satin! And then someone was kneeling at your door! Ashui, have you caused some trouble?"
Liang Qu had hardly reacted when Chen Qingjiang was the first to curse, spitting at Chen Yi, "Ptui! What trouble could Ashui cause? Chen Yi, what nonsense are you talking about?"
"How would I know? But I saw those clothes clear as day, so sleek and smooth, bluer than the sky, they didn't look cheap. Ordinary people couldn't afford it—I'm telling you, a single yard of that fabric must cost a tael of silver! One tael!"
