"Yes, it suddenly started raining, and the bailiff ran back to get an umbrella."
Lin Chanhua turned her gaze to the brown wooden board with the paper notice posted on it.
"Princess Yongkang Ji Fuguang is recruiting people to build the Copper City, the Gold City, and the Silver City," she read.
“There are different job requirements to choose from.
Stonecrushers, male or female, between 18 and 40 years old, strong and healthy. Daily wage: two kan (two strings of cash). Three meals provided. Bring your own bowl.
Lin Chanhua checked Tuoba Feng's father in the mortal world, and found that he was not a good person.
He threw the injured and dying Tuoba Feng to the Beirong Kingdom like garbage.
"Stone movers, male or female, between 18 and 40 years old, strong and healthy. Two kan (two strings of cash) per day. Three meals provided. Bring your own bowl."
Tuoba Feng's mother passed away a few years after he became an immortal cultivator.
"Tree and flower planters are welcome, regardless of gender, between 18 and 40 years old, and in good physical condition. Daily pay is one kan (two coins), three meals provided, and you must bring your own rice bowl."
She sighed in her heart, blaming herself as her master for not being able to come and rescue Tuoba Feng sooner.
"Cooks, male or female, between 18 and 40 years old, cook delicious food, paid one kan per day. Three meals included. Bring your own bowl."
As a result, Tuoba Feng died in a foreign land and was not even able to enter the family tomb.
Lin Chanhua was heartbroken and hated her senior sister and her disciple for taking advantage of the power of others.
He also hated himself. Why did he think that staying in Wanzhen Sect was the best for disciples when he left?
If I had taken Tuoba Feng away myself, he would not have died without a complete body and his soul would have been scattered.
Now that Tuoba Feng is dead, she herself is also one of the murderers.
And she must meet Princess Ji Fuguang and find out the cause of Tuoba Feng's death.
If I really die at the hands of this princess, I will never let her go.
Lin Chanhua looked at the red seal engraved with the words "Princess Yongkang".
That is Ji Wan’s official seal.
Ji Wan nestled in the soft chair, picked up a handful of noodles with chopsticks and stuffed it into her mouth.
Ji Wan had the chair specially made, and its height was about the same as modern ones.
Yang Guan beside him added another piece of mutton to Ji Wan's plate.
Mutton noodle soup is a new noodle dish that Ji Wan ordered the kitchen to try.
The broth mixed with the chewy noodles went into Ji Wan's mouth, making her sigh.
“It’s delicious.”
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