Chapter 242 It’s going to rain

“Young Master.” The servant came up to him, “Young Master, what do you want?”

"There are two poetry collections on my desk that I just copied recently. I promised to give them to the owner of Liujiang Pavilion earlier. Now that they are copied, I will send them over."

"On the way back, I can just pass by the Eight Immortals Restaurant and buy a dish of Drunken Eight Immortals."

The servants around He Yande now were rearranged by He Yanxiu. They had received instructions from He Yanxiu and were willing to provide him with all kinds of food and toys as long as He Yande did not make excessive demands.

Seeing that these two things were very normal, the servant agreed and went to get the two books of poetry from He Yande's desk. After He Yande confirmed that they were correct, he wrapped them in cloth and left.

After leaving the yard, he went to look for He Yanxiu.

He Yanxiu was drinking tea in the small garden at this time, and the servant reported the whole story, "Second Master, this is the whole thing. I flipped through the copied Book of Poetry and found nothing wrong. The Drunken Eight Immortals in the Eight Immortals House are also very ordinary, and I can't see anything wrong with them."

"Hmm." He Yanxiu roughly flipped through the Book of Songs.

On the surface, there is nothing wrong.

But this Liujiangzhai is just a shop selling pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and is not well-known. However, He Yanxiu once asked someone to find out that although this shop seems to have a shopkeeper, the ultimate owner is actually the prince.

He Yande used to frequently visit Liujiangzhai, so the role of this place is self-evident.

As for the Eight Immortals Restaurant, it was originally a famous restaurant in the capital. It was a place often visited by dignitaries for banquets and drinks. It was not surprising that He Yande went there every day.

But in fact, the Eight Immortals Tower is the property of the Second Prince’s uncle.

The servant asked, "Should we take this thing down?"

"No need." He Yanxiu handed the Book of Poetry to the servant, "Just do as Big Brother tells you."

"Yes." The servant took the Book of Songs, rewrapped it, and walked out quickly.

"The eldest young master seems to be asking for help from the eldest and second princes and passing on a message. If we don't stop him, it would be inappropriate." Xing'an was a little worried.

"Big brother is now in this state. He is nothing more than a discarded pawn to the First and Second Princes. It is too late for them to withdraw now, so there is no need to spend so much effort to rescue a useless person."

He Yanxiu said, "It's better to send him away. Just think of yourself as having a glimmer of hope. If you wait patiently every day, you will probably be even more desperate when you realize the truth."

There is no need to worry about this matter. Everything is under control at the moment.

But even at this point, He Yande still refused to give up. It really is hard to change one's nature.

He Yanxiu clenched his fingers into fists in his sleeves.

Xing An was a little angry, "You can't write two He characters with one stroke. This is a matter of mutual benefit and mutual loss. The eldest son wants to go against the entire He family. I really don't know what he is thinking!"

Why else?

It was just that he was unwilling at first and wanted to compete with others. After realizing that he was unable to do so, he decided to destroy himself along with the other princes and became the enemy of the entire He family.

But he never thought that his surname was also He. If the He family really did not have a good ending, how could he stay out of it?

When an ambitious but unintelligent person goes astray, all that is left is viciousness.

He Yanxiu suppressed his anger and just picked up the tea on the table that had already cooled down. "Brother is not feeling well. Please ask the imperial physician to come and see him again in the next two days. The weather is hot and it is inevitable that he will get angry. Please ask the imperial physician to give him some more medicine to reduce the heat."

"If my grandmother and mother ask, just say it's my idea."

Xing'an immediately understood and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, I'll arrange it right away."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone came to report, "Second Master, Qinghe has sent a letter by carrier pigeon."

The letters from Qinghe were always about Su Yujin. They were usually delivered once a month. The letters usually mentioned that everything was fine, but this time they were sent by carrier pigeon, so it must be an urgent matter.

He Yanxiu frowned, took the copper tube handed to him, and poured out the letter inside.

Just a few words on the paper made the matter clear.

After reading it, He Yanxiu's face suddenly turned gloomy and he crumpled the letter into a small ball of paper.

Someone wants to harm Su Yujin.

Who could it be? Is it the First and Second Princes? Or...

The clouds gradually gathered together, blocking the sun, and the sky suddenly darkened.

"Second Master, please go back to the house. It looks like it's going to rain." Before Xing'an finished speaking, the wind started to blow, sand and stones flew, and the branches in the yard shook violently.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and there were lightning and rumbling thunder in an instant.

It looks like it will rain heavily.

It's time for such a rain. The wheat has been harvested on time and the grain has been stored in the warehouse. After this rain, it's time for autumn planting.

This may be a timely relief.

He Yanxiu took a deep breath. When the sky in the east was just beginning to turn pale and it was still dark, Feng Yuanhao got up and urged the servant to help him prepare his toiletries and clothes for the day.

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Although the servant was sleepy and even yawned, he still went about his business as instructed.

But just when he had boiled some hot water and brought out some toothbrush, green salt, and pig pancreas powder for washing his hands, he was stopped by Feng Yuanhao.

"The pig pancreas powder has a strong medicinal smell, and I'm afraid it won't smell good. Why not add some flower juice into it, and it will smell fragrant."

"yes."

The servant agreed and hurried to get the flower juice. Before he left the room, he heard Feng Yuanhao shouting, "If there is a flower scent, it will be inappropriate. Now I am a little feminine and not strong. If I am misunderstood as being addicted to the scent of powder, it will be even worse..."

"You still don't need to take it."

"Yes." The servant turned back and helped Feng Yuanhao wash up.

Feng Yuanhao wet his hands and face, and when he smelled the pig pancreas powder, he hesitated for a moment, "Let's get some, a little bit, just a little bit, just enough to suppress the smell."

The servant said, "Okay, I'll go right away."

After washing up, comb your hair and change your clothes.

The servant brought Feng Yuanhao the clothes that had been prepared yesterday.

The dark blue cross-collared gown was embroidered with bamboo patterns. It looked of high-quality texture, and the fabric was crisp and stylish. Feng Yuanhao put it on and looked at himself again and again in the bronze dressing mirror that was as tall as a person and polished to a smooth and bright finish.

The color of his clothes seemed to make his complexion look a little dark and not very energetic.

"Take the crab-shell green one."

After a busy day, Feng Yuanhao looked at himself in the mirror again, frowned after a long moment, "The color seems a little faded, it's better to wear the dark blue one."

"It seems the crimson one is better..."

The servant said, "..."

At noon, Feng Yuandong walked over quickly, "Why is it so late? Yuan Hao hasn't come to eat breakfast yet, but he hasn't gotten up yet?"

I thought I would have to work another day tomorrow, but I didn't expect today to be a day off, so I don't have to go tomorrow~ I'm so happy

(End of this chapter)