The Letter Carried News and Hope
Yu Baozhai leaned forward and peered at her reflection in the mirror. Carefully looking at her face Yu Baozhai ensured that the tear stains and bags which always appeared after a rough night with clients were cleverly concealed with the skillful application of her makeup. Sighing, she stood up and smoothed out her dress. Hopefully, this evening wouldn't be as rough as last. Grabbing the small clay cup near her, Yu Baozhai drained the last dregs of the bitter herbal tea. It wouldn't do to become like poor Ling Qingge.
The clatter and chatter of her mother could be heard in the kitchen, and periodically the sound of her father splitting wood would resound from the garden. It was time to get moving, after all, there were chores to be done and a family to support. Making her way downstairs, Yu Baozhi greeted her mother politely and begun the preparations for lunch. It was simple rice with dumplings, her younger sister's favorite.
Glancing up, her mother quietly asked, "Dear, would you please grab your sister? Lunch will be ready soon and she still hasn't gotten up."
"Yes Mother, I'll make sure she wakes up and is decent for lunch."
Yu Baozhai always found waking up her sister to be difficult, and it was tedious getting her dressed and cleaned. However, no matter how difficult and tedious it was, allowances should be made to the sick. Especially if they are family. Walking quickly to the bedroom, Yu Baozhai opened up the curtains and let light pour down on the girl ensconced in blankets.
Gently prodding her, Yu Baozhai murmured, "It's time to get up Yu Chen. The day is in full swing and the birds are singing."
Slowly Yu Chen was roused, and then the coughing began. Yu Baozhai got some water for her sister and began helping her get dressed and washed. By the time they were done, lunch was ready and father had come in. Sitting at the table with family was a simple joy for Yu Baozhai, and she treasured it, despite what little time it actually was. After all, there were errands to run that couldn't wait, and today was the time of the month to get Yu Chen's medicine. Once lunch was done, Yu Baozhai excused herself and headed out into the streets to complete the errands.
The market was lively this time of day. Filled with merchants hawking their wares and the press of people making bartering and arguing. Yu Baozhai strode purposefully through the crowd pressing against the mass of people in between her and the physician's building. Finally breaking through the crowd, she slid open the door and crossed the threshold of the building. It was well lit from small paper lanterns around the edges of the room, and sitting behind the counter was Weng Chen, the physician's assistant.
Upon her entering the shop, Weng Chen stood up and greeted her, "Greetings Yu Baozhai, what can I assist you with today?"
"I'm here for the usual Weng Chen, what the doctor prescribed for my sister's ailment."
Smiling a little sadly, Weng Chen nodded and moved to the back of the store to procure the regular medicine and herbs. Moving towards the waiting area, Yu Baozhai sat down and waited patiently for Weng Chen to return. The physician didn't seem to know exactly what caused Yu Baozhai's sister to cough and gasp for air at even the lightest excursion, but there were some medicines that helped alleviate the suffering. Expensive though, very expensive. In the darkest corners of her mind, Yu Baozhai sometimes wondered if it was worth it, that life would be better for everyone if her sister just suffered through this illness without the medicine so that the family could be prosperous again.
But those thoughts only came during the bad nights, the nights where the only comfort and solace she had was that she was not alone in this suffering and that the suffering had a purpose. At least her younger sister would be able to live a fairly normal life, and if she was lucky could be married to a wealthy merchant who would be able to take care of her. One could dream. And if one was dreaming, then maybe she could find a man who would not scorn her for the profession she had taken to provide for her family, a man who would carry her out of this wretched city and provide for her family along the way?
With a snort, Yu Baozhai let the idle dreams drift away. Reality was harsh and had no time for the idle dreams of young women. Soon enough Weng Chen came back with a small bag of herbs, and Yu Baozhai was on her way, back through the crowded marketplace. The press of humanity was lessening as the shoppers took their purchases back to their residences to prepare for the evening meal, but it was still a chore to push through.
Eventually, she found herself in front of a small house, looking like it had been abandoned for months. It had used to belong to Ling Qingge, but one morning she had suddenly disappeared with hardly any warning. Something vague about going to live with family, or something. What had happened to Ling Qingge, that she had left in such short notice? It was a shame that young Biyu prevented her from getting any income from her profession, but things had started looking up for her when she had started receiving a stipend from a mysterious benefactor. Maybe Ling Qingge had been able to attract a wealthy gentleman to take care of her? Probably not, the departure likely had to do with those curs that Ling Qingge kept complaining about. The problems that came when there was money but no family to protect it. Ahh well, the day was not getting younger, and there were still things to do at home before work in the evening.
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Stepping over the threshold of her home, Yu Baozhai noticed something was off. An unfamiliar voice was present in a quiet murmur of polite conversation from the dining room. A guest had come calling, which was unusual. Taking off her shoes, and smoothing her dress, Yu Baozhai readied herself for the niceties and the excuses needed to deflect attention from what her job actually was.
Stepping forward into the light, she bowed and introduced herself to the guest, "Greetings, I am Yu Baozhai. I hope that my family has been hospitable towards you."
The stranger paused, lowered his drink, and stood. Only then did Yu Baozhai notice the robes that signified him as being a member of the Ministry of Communication. He politely bowed in turn and handed her a letter.
"Your family has been very hospitable towards me, Yu Baozhai. However, it is not mere happenstance that I grace your family's home. I was instructed to come and personally deliver a letter to you from the Southern Emerald Sea's Ling Clan. Read it at your leisure, I believe that should you wish to respond there will be instructions in the letter to do so. Thank you all for your time, but duty calls and I must be on my way."
With that, the man bowed again to her and her family. Then he simply walked out of the house with hardly a glance back. Looking at her family, Yu Baozhai made a decision. She bolted upstairs and closed the door to her bedroom. The only Ling she knew was Ling Qingge, but she had been gone for months now. Why was Ling Qingge writing now?
The letter weighed heavily in Yu Baozhai's hand as she sat on her bed, alone in her room for the time being. The paper was the finest she had ever seen or felt and it was sealed with crimson wax. It was hard to believe that this letter came from Ling Qingge, it was far beyond what she could afford before. With great care, Yu Baozhai broke the seal and then began reading the message contained within. Halfway through the words and tears were already brimming in her eyes. A great weight lifted from Yu Baozhai, a weight that she had forgotten had existed. Emotions rose and fell like tidal waves until all that was left was a numb relief and a spark of hope. There was no question in her mind. She was going to go and serve in a cultivator's household. She was going to serve an immortal, those of stories and legends who guarded the Wall and held back the endless hordes of Cloud Barbarians from coming and devastating the land. She would have to thank all of the spirits for their generosity and kindness towards her, and while Yu Baozhai would miss her family at least this way they would be able to live in comfort for the rest of their days and her sister wouldn't have to worry about affording the medicine she needed.
A/N: This omake has been difficult for me to write in parts. The middle sections involving waking up Yu Baozhai's sister and receiving the letter especially. Oh well, it is over and done with now. Critiques and criticisms are welcomed and I hope you enjoy the read.
@yrsillar another omake for the throne.