Zhao Rucheng slept until the afternoon before waking up. He twisted uncomfortably and was about to continue sleeping. But I always feel like something has been overlooked.
Did you smell a faint sweet fishy smell last night?
He stood up, put on his clothes and hurried out.
Passing by the courtyard, he saw Jiang Wang who was practicing swordplay. In the midst of his busy schedule, he said, "Third brother, you should change your bedding. It's so irritating."
Before Jiang Wang could answer, he disappeared.
"Why!"
Jiang Wang yelled, unable to stop anyone, and was a little confused: "I just changed into a new bedding last month."
He put away his sword and went to the bedroom. He rummaged around on the bed for a long time, but found nothing. Finally, I lifted up the entire bedding and saw a small sawdust on the bed board.
"..."
"There were two mattresses separated, and he was still hit by this piece of sawdust?"
"Maybe this is a wealthy family..."
…
The cloud crane in Lingxiao Pavilion is not flying directly in the sky like a homing pigeon. In fact, it is always in the clouds, blending into the sea of clouds. The information wrapped in the power of Taoism traveled through the white clouds. When it was approaching the target, a cloud was temporarily "pulled out" and turned into a cloud and crane flying down.
Even if this power was captured before, it would be difficult to decipher the information and would only result in a ball of dissipated energy.
Therefore, Yunhe messaging is a very secure method.
The time when Ye Qingyu writes letters is usually at night, not long after dark, when it is still dark.
. This letter came a little late, and I don't know what happened to delay it.
A cloud crane flew from the window. Jiang Wang reached out to catch it, but the cloud crane flew around and flew in front of Jiang An'an.
"The letter is for me!" Jiang An'an chuckled, put down the copybook he was writing, and held the cloud paper turned into a cloud crane and an image stone in his little hand.
"Yes, it's for you." Jiang Wang smiled fondly and leaned over to watch together.
Jiang Anan suddenly grabbed the letter and turned around and ran out: "I won't show it to you!"
"..."
Jiang Anan's cat stayed in the bedroom for a long time before returning to the study.
"Where's Yunhe?"
"I wrote a reply and flew back!"
Jiang Wang, who was reading the Taoist Scriptures, turned around and said, "Brother hasn't written it yet."
Jiang Anan glared at him proudly: "This letter is just for me, it has nothing to do with you!"
I remember that at first, she just put a greeting on the letter. In just a short time, he had already conspired to usurp the letter and successfully replaced Jiang Wang's pen pal position.
Jiang Anan took out another cute little cloud crane and showed off: "Sister Qingyu also gave me a little cloud crane. If I miss her in the future, I can write to her directly!"
The cloud crane that conveys the message is not a simple cloud beast. It can find the recipient and ensure the safety of the letter it carries. It's really a nice curiosity.
Don’t you see that the dignified Mr. Du Yehu, Du Yehu, boasts so much that he can only instruct a naive pawn to run around and dictate? He had never seen such a rare thing as Yun He, let alone owned it.
Of course, Jiang Wang didn't either...
"Okay." Jiang Wang said sourly, "If there are words you don't recognize in the letter, or if there are words you can't write in the reply, don't come to me."
"Hmph." Jiang Anan proudly pointed to the copybooks on the small desk: "I recognize all the words on these copybooks!"
"It's amazing, it's amazing." Jiang Wang said a few words feebly, and then continued to read his Taoist scriptures.
"I'll buy you a new one tomorrow. Buy twenty posts!" he shouted silently in his heart.
An An also picked up a small writing brush and copied the copybook in an orderly manner.
Jiang Wang turned over a page and suddenly remembered Du Yehu's message during the day, and asked casually: "An'an, do you sometimes think of someone? A person about the same age as my brother, how long has he left? It’s been a while.”
"Who is it?"
"Well, no one."
Sister An An must miss you very much? Um? Du Huhu?
…
Three points of fragrance building.
In Miaoyu's room, Fang Zehou, the leader of the Fang family, was sitting on a chair, sniffing the fragrant tea.
"What do you think, Member Fang?" Miaoyu asked softly.
Fang Zehou sniffed for a while and put the tea cup down.
"Not very good." He seemed to be commenting on the tea.
"You can make any conditions if you wish." Miaoyu was not annoyed at all, still smiling brightly.
"No conditions are acceptable." Fang Zehou stood up and dusted off his gown, "It's not something I can touch. I won't touch it."
It was rumored that he was obsessed with beauty and fell under Miaoyu's pomegranate skirt. Who knew that in Miaoyu's fragrant boudoir, he would be so unpretentious?
"Has Yuanwai Fang forgotten how this trade route from Yun Country came to be?"
Fang Zehou stopped about to leave and chuckled: "I appreciate your help from Sanfenxianglou regarding the Yunguo Trade Road. However, in business, I will not be short of the remuneration that should be paid. We have money and goods, and we don’t owe each other anything. Tangtang Sanfen Xianglou, you won’t take this matter against me, right?”
"Of course not. If Fang Yuanwai insists on refusing, then we will not force it."
"Thank you Miss Miaoyu for your understanding." Fang Zehou said, and sighed: "It's not that I don't want to help the girl, but the situation in Yun Country is so tense now, no one dares to take anyone out of the country. No matter who that person is , the risks are too great.”
Miaoyu smiled charmingly: "You don't need to say anything outside of Fang, Miaoyu understands everything."
"Miss Miaoyu understands justice well and has extraordinary bearing. Fang will leave now and come back to bother you next time."
Fang Zehou bowed his hands and left.
Looking at the closed door, Miaoyu smiled.
"If it is really a deal that Sanfenxianglou made with you, of course you will get both money and goods, and we will not owe each other anything."
"But it's Bones Dao who is helping you. How can you clean it up?"
…
Wangyue Tower, in a secret room.
Fang Heling put her hands behind her hands and asked, "Has everyone made arrangements?"
The steward standing below him lowered his head and replied: "The arrangements have been made. But young master, now..."
Fang Heling waved his hand to interrupt him: "Just do as I tell you. I have the final say in this matter!"
The steward has been working in the Fang family for more than ten years, and of course he knows the importance of Fang Heling in Fang Zehou's heart.
But the matter was so important that he still couldn't help but look embarrassed: "It's not easy for us to open up this trade route. No one knows what happened to a person with unknown origins. If Yun Guo finds out, our business will be ruined." That’s it.”
Once Fang Pengju died, the future of the Fang family was no longer as promising as the other two families. Coupled with the fact that the Heart-Eating Man Demon broke the temple formation and killed the strong pillar and backbone of the clan, the momentum of the entire Fang family is now shaky. It can even be said that more than half of it is supported by the exclusive trade route to the Yun Kingdom.
So the Fang family actually couldn't take the risk.
But the current person in charge of the Fang family is Fang Zehou, and the title of patriarch is just waiting for the death of the old patriarch who is lingering on the sickbed. Fang Heling, as Fang Zehou's legitimate son and the confirmed future clan leader, was training at the inner gate of the City Taoist Courtyard. His words and orders were irresistible to the manager.
Because of the tight urging, he didn't even have the chance to report to Fang Zehou.
"For you, the origin is unknown, but for me, it is clear. You can rest assured that if there is any problem, I will take care of it."
Fang Heling dismissed the steward with a few words and then left the darkroom.
Soon he walked into a private room and heard the sound of people drinking wine.
He is here today to entertain his brothers and knows nothing about it.
If something really happened, it wouldn't be all his fault.
