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But then again, even though the young master was poisoned, his martial arts skills were still so high.

Xuezhu felt that he should be more diligent.

But one and a half hours of sleep a day cannot be less.

But the fewer things like today happen, the better.

Xuezhu has always been straightforward. He paused, waited for Manager Yuan to come out, and pulled the other person aside to talk.

Manager Yuan still looked a little dazed.

He spent half an hour specially preparing the antidote prescription and arranged it in almost every place. After the young master had checked and found no problem, Manager Yuan planned to send a letter by carrier pigeon.

However, it takes time to send messages by carrier pigeons, and Yuan Guanshi thought that it would take at least half a year to collect all these medicines.

But we have waited for more than ten years, so what is half a year?

Can--

Madam said that except for the Fire Feather Bird Tail Flower, all the others are there?

All? ?

Yuan Guanshi became increasingly confused.

In a trance, he caught sight of Xuezhu's childish face and said sternly, "Manager Yuan, why did you call me here today?"

Steward Yuan calmed down and said, "Young Master has a clue about the poison and needs to gather herbs, so we've called you along. Later, when we go to get the Fire Feather Bird Tail Flower, you'll have to come with us."

Xuezhu thought about it carefully. Although he was thinking about how to dye the cloth faster and better and didn't listen much to what people were saying, he did not hear when to pick it up. Did he miss it?

Xuezhu asked, "When will we pick the flowers?"

Manager Yuan replied, "That will have to wait for the Master to make the arrangements."

Xue Zhu thought about it again, but he still hadn't made up his mind. He looked at the steward seriously and said, "Steward Yuan, if you need to do something in the future, can you just tell me the time, place, and purpose directly? And in a situation like today, can you not call me?"

Manager Yuan: “?”

Xuezhu: "I still have a lot of cloth to dye."

Manager Yuan: “???”

Xuezhu bowed to the steward Yuan and said, "I'm done. I'm going to the cloth shop now."

Yuan Guanshi: “???”

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuezhu disappeared.

Manager Yuan's old face was filled with deep doubts, and he pinched his hoarse throat.

Isn't it only natural to call everyone together for such a big event?

He shook his head, thinking that he was just a child after all, and didn't understand the social etiquette of 'you can't start eating until someone is home'.

Manager Yuan turned around and was about to leave when he suddenly saw the elder of the house standing silently behind him.

Manager Yuan was so frightened that his heart stopped, and the loose muscles on his face began to twitch: "Master Zhai, can you please be a little quieter when you walk in this house?"

The elder of the house said: "I don't have to leave."

Manager Yuan: “…”

The elder pointed to the direction where Xuezhu left and said, "I am the same as Xiao Xuezhu."

Manager Yuan: “???”

The elder of the house bowed to the steward Yuan and said, "In the future, just tell me directly when, where and what to do."

After saying this, the elder of the house also disappeared.

Manager Yuan: “…”

He sighed in a stern manner.

What sin had he committed to deserve to be the leader of these people?

*

Wu Weian placed the box on his knees and played with the small box containing medicinal herbs.

These medicinal materials include expensive ones and relatively cheap ones.

But if you add them all up, it would probably cost tens of thousands of taels of gold.

He looked at Ji Yunxi: "When did you start collecting?"

Ji Yunxi was standing in front of a bookshelf, searching for a book. Upon hearing this, she said calmly, "Just two days ago."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Wu Weian closed the box carefully.

She never revealed a word about this matter.

Ji Yunxi pulled out a book from the bookshelf, turned around and glanced at him: "Shouldn't I tell you now?"

The warm afternoon sun fell on him.

Wu Weian laughed, leaned lazily back in his chair, and crossed his legs: "You did it on purpose."

Ji Yunxi's eyebrows were frivolous, and she remained calm: "How did I do it on purpose?"

He tapped the lid of the box with his slender white fingertips. "Are you happy to see me worrying about money, Madam?"

She had been in for a while, and only came over to speak when they had finished their conversation.

What is not intentional?

Ji Yunxi is actually a person who holds grudges very much and cannot stand any loss at all.

Ji Yunxi didn't deny it either, with a hint of a smile on her face: "Not bad. I just didn't expect that you have people all over Dayu. You have people everywhere."

What Manager Yuan just said almost revealed most of his sphere of influence.

This is also one of the reasons why Ji Yunxi did not interrupt.

In fact, Ji Yunxi knew very little about Wu Weian.

She wasn't quite sure what his people did.

Or in other words, what exactly he is going to do.

Wu Wei'an closed his eyes slightly and said, "Madam, if you want to know something about me, you can just ask me directly. I will tell you everything I know."

"Oh?" Ji Yunxi raised her eyebrows slightly.

She closed the book she had been flipping through, looked down at the long-limbed man hunched in a wooden chair basking in the sun, and without being polite, asked, "Why do you need so many people?"

Wu Weian opened his eyes and looked up at her.

She stood beside the bookcase. It was cold, and she was wearing too many clothes, so her beautiful figure that was enough to arouse men's imagination could not be seen underneath, but her face was as beautiful as ever.

Her pupils were black enough to reflect his figure, her lips were red as blood, and her skin was white as clouds.

Wu Weian looked at it quietly for a while, his eyes deep.

For a moment, he actually wanted to come clean.

Tsk.

He retracted his gaze and said leisurely, "The more people there are, the better."

Ji Yunxi twitched the corner of her mouth and asked again: "What exactly do you want to do in the capital?"

Wu Weian answered very seriously: "To succeed in life and marry a beautiful wife." But his wife was not beautiful enough.