Ling Qi found her eyes only briefly touching on him however. She found her attention drawn to the much louder figure standing nearby. The young man was quite large, top quite as tall as her, but very broad shouldered. He wore a robe of crimson and gold bound at the waist by a thick jeweled sash. His fingers glittered with rings of jade, set with precious gems that gleamed mesmerizingly in the sun. Two bands of white jade encircled his upper arms, cinching his flowing robe around thick biceps.
He had a broad face with pleasant, jovial features and dark brown hair, bound in a simple top knot by another jeweled clasp. Really, he looked quite a lot like a more youthful version of the Bao lord she had met at the end of last year… if one who indulged much less in food and drink. She really did wonder what had happened to Bao Qingling, to differentiate herself so much from her family.
He's ostentatious. He wears rich fabrics and precious gems. His initial presentation is as a jewel - a rare and valuable thing, to be desired and coveted.
- There's too much of it to quote, but on his first meeting, he is generous with politeness and honest praise.
"Perhaps, but another supplier is always good for the market," Bao Qian said cheerfully. "I will be happy to do a little sellers work for the two of you, if you would permit it."
Li Suyin and Du Feng shared a brief look, and Li Suyin dipped her head, giving deference to him. Ling Qi might have found that bothersome, but she knew her friend well enough to know that she really did consider it more his project than hers. So she did not say anything as Du Feng bowed low and accepted the offer.
With only a small mental nudge from Sixiang, Ling Qi made herself continue the conversation. "Is that what you will be spending your time in the south on then Sir Bao? Seeking out opportunities like this?" She had to start being a more active participant in conversations, and she would never do so if she didn't start somewhere.
She saw a flicker of appraisal in his warm green eyes as he turned to look at her. "After a fashion, and there is no need for a Sir, Miss Ling, my name will do." He gave her a thoughtful look. "I am only one of many sons, so I am always on the lookout for opportunity, I shall certainly wish to speak with you at some point about what might be done with that unique Xuan Wu of yours."
Her eyebrows rose, but she forced herself not to give his words an uncharitable interpretation. "If you do not object, my name is fine as well," she said slowly, it was a minor concession and one she didn't really mind giving. "Zhengui is precious to me, so I have to ask that you clarify your intent Bao Qian."
She caught a brief flicker of genuine amusement at her little wordplay. "Nothing invasive of course, shed scales, claw clippings, venom, waste product. A Spirit of such potency can produce many useful things. It helps to offset their substantial upkeep."
- Here we get a hint of his "always be hustling". He is always looking for ways of making more money... but he's looking for it in mutually beneficial deals, rather than exploitative ones. He wants to become increasingly wealthy, certainly, but he wants to lift up those that come with him at the same time. We also get a hint below the courtly talk. My read is that he really is comfortable in the whirl of courtly discussion. He enjoys the dance of words. The Bao Qian that we see here is in some ways the true Bao Qian.
"I would never be so forward as to request something so personal at a first meeting," Bao Qian said, dipping his head. "I know many musicians mislike such things. Though, on my pride as a jade carver, I would put my utmost into such a project, to ensure quality."
He pays attention to the probable needs of the peopel aroudn him, and is considerate. At the same time, he does have his pride... and he advertises.
"I have some skills in the field, the Bao families resources are plentiful in that regard," Bao Qian agreed. "I will be using my eye for such materials during my stay. I have a few expeditions lined up to prospect unsettled lands for jade, spirit stones and less valuable minerals. A man must keep busy after all. No good comes from standing still."
Again, always be hustling.
- side note from QM indicates that Ling Qi is just about 16 (may have turned 16 since?) and he's between two and three years older than she is.
"Your companion seems to have a highly vitalizing effect on the earth. It is one of the things I suspected could be turned to a profit about you, and it seems I was correct, if the effect can be distilled, we will have a tidy little seed business on our hands," Bao Qian said.
"Is that so," Ling Qi said, not quite sure she liked how he had put that.
"Don't jump to conclusions now," Sixiang warned softly.
"Oh yes," Bao Qian continued. He didn't miss a beat, but she could tell that he had noticed the cooling of her tone. "One way or another, I shall be staying in the south, and I hope that we can establish a mutually profitable friendship."
Always be hustling.
Hanyi shot him a dirty look but didn't reply. Ling Qi let herself glance at her spirits in amusement before returning her attention to Bao Qian. "...How did she end up so different from the rest of you anyway?"
"I'll not air my cousin's secrets," he replied. The debris raised by Zhengui's movement flowed around him and his spirit as if they were surrounded by an invisible barrier. "Rough mien or no, cousin Qingling is still a Bao in heart and spirit."
Ling Qi hummed to herself and dipped her head slightly in apology. She supposed that was an answer in itself. "That was a rude question, my apologies." It had been too off the cuff, she was still working on balancing formality and casualness.
"I'll not take offense if you forgive me for the slight I gave earlier," he replied cheerfully. "Do we have a bargain?"
"I suppose so," Ling Qi replied, feeling a little bemused.
He's unwilling to share the secrets of family, but absolutely willing to smooth over whatever can be smoothed.
"I agree with the kid, too much word grooming going on," Bao Qian's own beast grumbled. "Walk and talk."
She almost missed the grimace and look of long suffering Bao Qian shot to his spirit beast in the moment before he clapped his hands. "A fair point, shall we be off then?"
His spirit does not share his opinions of the gentle art of conversation, but, I suspect, was far to valuable to pass up.
- in general, he shows an effort to smooth things over, he looks for opportunities to honestly complement, and he is straightforward with his offers whenever he sees an opportunity for mutual benefit. It's like... the complements and social dancing is an aura he maintains (easily and happily, with some enjoyment) but the financial opportunities that arise are the payoff, and he'll absolutely take a shot at every one of them that presents itself.
"So, with the correct arts and knowledge, metals and minerals can be induced to grow, restoring themselves in a time useful to humans," Bao Quan explained.
They had been traveling for some time and at last polite small talk had turned into something a little more interesting. That is discussion of why they were out here and what he was doing. "Secret family arts I assume," Ling Qi pointed out shrewdly.
"Of course," Bao Quan chuckled. "We are not the only ones in the empire with such arts, but there are not many. Of course, the methods have their downsides. One must accept a sharp reduction in immediate productivity to use the Bao methods, and many prefer to go without, and simply create new sites when old ones run dry. There are always more lands to exploit after all, or so the logic goes."
"And many more fell, even before Ogodei smashed things, and much of the later trouble arose from it," Bao Quan said with a shrug. "A stable and well organized investment is superior to that sort of territorial knife fighting."
"Oh, I would have thought you were more the type for risky ventures," Ling Qi said innocently.
"There is a difference between personal risk and that sort of thing," Bao Qian replied. "Of course, it is admirable to have the right instinct for risk."
"I had thought the Bao did not have much interest in expansion," Ling Qi commented.
"Filling in what you already own is hardly expansion," he shot back. "We merely think it foolish to grab at more when what we already have is so sparsely used."
From a financial strategy standpoint, he (and, it seems, the Bao in general) are in favor of achieving sustainable wealth and long-term investments, even if it means a loss in short-term gains. They prefer victories that can be achieved without causing anyone else a defeat. He's going to be looking to the long-term in his planning. or a guy like this, that
is a notable aspect of his personality.
In particular from the bit about risk - he does not mind personal financial risk, if it comes with appropriate potential payoff, but he deplores collateral damage.
"Well duh, killing up enemies is way cooler than digging up rocks or building stuff," Hanyi said imperiously. "People don't write songs about that kind of thing."
"You should visit our clan hall then, young spirit," Bao Qian said with a touch of amusement. "And listen to a rendition of the ballad our esteemed founder composed to court the Lady of Subterranean Wonders."
The Bao know that they are unusual, with their focus on growth and commerce. Bao Qian enjoys being Bao in this way.
...and we have more quotes that keep hammering the same themes. He is always looking for opportunities for mutual profit, he is entirely up front about his financial tendencies, and he's charming and friendly while he does it.
'What is your impression of him Sixiang?' She thought as she watched him pivot easily into a conversation with Li Suyin and Du Feng regarding their projects. It was difficult to dislike him, but for just that reason, she found herself unable to dismiss a faint feeling of distrust and suspicion. It had ever been her experience that those who seemed the most trustworthy were often the least. On the other hand, had Cai Renxiang not proven that wrong at least in one case?
"...He's too far above me to read with total certainty," Sixiang admitted. "But… he's ambitious, and I don't think he's putting on a mask, he really is a cheerful, gregarious type. I think he's kinda unsure how to handle you though. You can see it here and there, little pauses for thought. He's trying not to scare you off I think, and its throwing him off his game. Thinks you're a bit like an easily startled colt."
I'm going to agree with Sixiang here. I don't think he is in any way hiding what he is. He's presenting the greater part of himself up front, with the intent that we know what he's offering. He looks at the potential marriage as a potentially major deal - perhaps the most important in his life - and while he'd like to make it happen, it would be better to have no deal at all than a deal that goes sour. As such, he's presenting himself about as straightforwardly as he can - the charming merchant and businessman through and through - only dialing it back a bit because he doesn't want to overwhelm us. He's a salesman, and he would
dearly like to know what Ling Qi wants, so that he can see if he can figure out a way to offer it. Of course, that's made harder by the fact that Ling Qi doesn't really know what she wants... and harder still by the fact that part of what she wants is "desperately run away".
"Miss Ling, might I speak with you for a moment," Bao Qian asked, standing back from the others.
She glanced around, Suyin and Du Feng were a short distance away, packing up the camp furniture and tea set, and her own spirits were a short distance away, bickering and talking back and forth. Aside from Sixiang of course.
"I've always got your back," Sixiaing chuckled.
"I don't mind Sir Bao," Ling Qi replied aloud. "Is there some problem?"
The young man regarded her thoughtfully, his arms crossed loosely over his broad chest. "I would not necessarily call it such. However, I am told that you appreciate a certain degree of bluntness, so perhaps I should just state my thoughts."
Ling Qi's eyebrows rose. "...If that is what you wish," she replied noncommittally.
He let out an amused chuckle. "I find you difficult to approach. At times you seem terribly skittish, and at other times quite confrontational. It is a bit confusing," he admitted frankly.
"Is that so," Ling Qi replied, keeping her expression blank.
"I won't ask you not to take insult," he chuckled. "My, this is an interesting sort of challenge."
"I am glad I can entertain you," Ling Qi replied blandly.
"Hm, yes. I think I like this you considerably more," Bao Qian offered a brief, low bow. "Miss Ling, I am an ambitious man. I will be honest, matters of marriage are a distant concern, there are far too many things that I need do yet before settling is an option, cultivation not the least of them."
"I could say the same," Ling Qi replied carefully. "Why then did you come here?"
"For the reasons I have stated. There is opportunity in the south, opportunity in you," he replied without a hint of shame. "We Bao have a nose for investments. I think you are a good ally and contact to make. You in turn, need to expand your connections among the Emerald Seas, and there are few better than the Bao for that. Even those crotchety swamp hermits out west grudgingly deal with us."
"You're not wrong," Ling Qi admitted, giving him an assessing look. "So the marriage pursuit is just a cover?"
"Not at all. You are lovely, talented and ambitious. You are a musician of unmatched skill for your age as well as a fierce and canny duelist. Let the old birds at court cluck their tongues about your origins, I am pleased by what I see."
Ling Qi stared, her thoughts briefly grinding too a halt, only a sharp prod from Sixiang got her mind moving again. "...And if I cannot say the same of you?"
He laughed. "Then I would hope that you will look into my history as I have yours in the future, and pay a mind to my accomplishments in the coming years."
"You are awfully confident," Ling Qi replied dryly.
"I am a Bao, it is in the blood," he replied. "But all this aside. I do hope we can work together for our mutual prosperity in the future. Even with the support of the Cai, raising a new house is difficult."
"And that is what I do not understand," Ling Qi replied in frustration. "Many sons or no, you are the scion of a count clan, why put yourself in such a difficult position?"
"Bah, what good is inheritance alone?" He dismissed. "Let my brothers and sisters squabble over my father and mothers great works. I have the blood in my veins and the arts of our archives, my advantages are already vast, I neither want or need anything else. I will make my own fortune and my own great works."
Ling Qi met and held his gaze, searching for sincerity in his eyes. It was such a weird mindset that she had trouble grasping it. "...Alright, I'll believe that," Ling Qi said after a moment. "If you just want to work together, that is fine." She could think about the rest at a later date.
"That is all I ask for now," he said graciously. "But we should not hold up our companions any longer."
First, he is trying
very hard to make this deal work. That's a bit of insight here. It
is a deal for him, and one he seeks to make mutually advantageous. He sees a lot to admire in Ling Qi, certainly, but he isn't emotionally engaged in the way that, say, Xuan Shi is, or even the wistful dalliance with the idea of romance that Gu Rejected had. He's taking the first steps to forge a marriage deal with "Baroness Ling, Black Left Hand of the Heir to the Cai", and any romancing of "Ling Qi, sixteen-year-old girl" that happens along the way would be at least partially in service to that, rather than for its own sake. At the same time, he values many of Ling Qi's aspects that others would grow romantic over as well... it's just that romance is not the lens by which he approaches it.
Further, he's willing to drag himself out of his comfort zone in order to try to meet us where we are. He's willing to work on this one, and he continues to be open and up-front and fully honest. He absolutely thinks that he's worthy of us, and he thinks he can prove it. He has the Bao confidence... but if all that comes out of this is a series of mutually beneficial business agreements and an ongoing business contact, he'll still count it as a win.
Finally, there is his ambition. He doesn't want to be handed his wins. He wants to earn them. He wants to be able to look back on his life and say "I am wealthy, with many great works, and I deserve every bit of it." He wants to be a force that creates wealth, not just one that possesses it.