Chapter 321 Twelve Colors and Broken Moon



Chapter 321 Twelve Colors and Broken Moon

The next day, Yu Tingfeng did not leave and stayed in the garden peacefully.

Feng Aoqing was sending and receiving messages here, and he was sending and receiving messages there.

The two of them did not communicate. At most, when they were resting, they would stand on the second floor, one on the left and one on the right, looking at each other across the trees.

The communication of information depends entirely on Siyan and Yumingchang.

When these two messengers have nothing to do, they sit by the gate between the two buildings to rest.

Under a tree on one side of the garden, Siyan placed a tea table and chairs, which became their office.

If someone calls from the left side of the wall, I can respond; if someone calls from the right side of the wall, I can also run away in time.

"Feng Ming, Yuanwu's news is that the spring cold period in your place lasted too long, making it difficult to plant seeds. I think your family has a lot of general land." Feng Aoqing handed over two pieces of paper.

In order to prove that his secret guards were useful, Feng Aoqing began to collect information about Yuan Wu, anything that was abnormal.

But Yuanwu was very normal, and there weren't many people like An Lei in Yuanwu, and he hadn't been there for long, so there was no further news.

"Yes, of course there are a lot, lots and lots." Yu Mingchang took the paper and gave it to Yu Tingfeng.

Yu Tingfeng took a look and saw that one was the news and the other was the solution.

Hantian Valley has rich experience in cold-resistant crops, which is just right for Yuanwu's current situation.

"Quick, send it back!" Yu Tingfeng immediately wrote a letter, attached the solution, and handed it to Yu Mingchang.

"Oh, this, send it over." He handed the letter that Yu Yichen had just brought back to Feng Aoqing.

Feng Aoqing opened the letter and read it.

It turned out that after learning that the broker of the previous batch of killers was Third Sister Cao, she came into Yu Tingfeng's sight. Perhaps in order to find Feng Aoqing, Third Sister Cao personally went to Yuanwu.

Yu Tingfeng's men caught her and asked about the financial backer behind the recent actions. She did not contact the ultimate financial backer, but she knew that this person was a person that Tian Yao could count on his fingers.

This note was written by Yu Tingfeng. The words are so stunning that they can move the heavens and earth! Yu Mingchang is needed to translate it.

Anyway, she couldn't find many people she knew on the piece of paper.

The original letter probably contained information that she couldn't know, so he wrote a new note.

"Well written. Don't write next time." Feng Aoqing said with a smile.

"Our master is a rebellious person. He was beaten many times when he was learning to write as a child. The more he was beaten, the more he refused to obey. He deliberately wrote worse and worse. The elders gave up on him and let him do what he wanted." Yu Mingchang explained.

"That's because I've grown up, and the teachers and elders can't beat me anymore! If you hit my palm, I'll use my internal energy to squeeze it, then snap it, then throw it at your feet! Or, slam it into the wall a foot deep! Right!"

Feng Aoqing began to dance and perform vividly.

Yu Mingchang almost died of laughter: "Miss Feng looks like she's watching right in front of you!"

“You don’t need to look up. Just take it with your left hand, use your inner strength to grab it, and throw it away. Then you won’t be able to pull it off anymore.” Yu Mingchang also began to perform.

He was acting so enthusiastically that he didn't notice Feng Aoqing winking at him.

"It's OK for me to accompany him to school, but after school, I have to help the teacher pull the ruler off the wall. You know, that wall is full of holes! I have to find someone to patch it up every once in a while, because if it rains, the water will flow into the house... What's wrong?"

He finally saw Siyan join Feng Aoqing in winking at each other.

Yu Mingchang's legs went weak and he knelt down. Then he turned around and saw his master holding a cloth bag in one hand and looking at him coldly.

"If your last name wasn't... Feng..."

"I accept the punishment and will go now!"

He squatted in a horse stance obediently and raised the stone lock he used for practicing martial arts in the garden above his head with both hands.

Siyan obediently took the two cloth bags from Yu Tingfeng's hands and asked, "General, this..."

Yu Tingfeng didn't answer and turned to leave the hall. Feng Aoqing's office was located in the hall on the first floor. There was a long table full of things.

Siyan put the cloth bag on the table and opened it.

“Wow, it smells so good!”

It turned out to be two very exquisite food boxes, which contained freshly baked pastries, still hot.

"The Twelve Colors from Lingxiangju, wow, it's still hot and not broken, it's really extraordinary!" Siyan pushed the food box in front of Feng Aoqing.

Girls just like these sweets.

The Twelve Colors refer to twelve different kinds of pastries, including crispy pastries, biscuits, cakes, and candies.

Lingxiangju is located to the east of here, and people have to ride horses to enjoy the food. However, riding horses will inevitably cause bumps, so it is difficult to have both. Therefore, most people who really like it go to Lingxiangju to eat.

I can only say that this guy has good kung fu.

Feng Aoqing picked one to eat. She had to say, it was really amazing that it was handmade, hand-baked, and had no additives to make it taste like this.

"Go give a few pieces to Sister Jiaojiao, and the rest will be yours."

"Thank you, master!" Siyan was very happy.

Siyan delivered the cakes back and brought the letter that Song Jiaojiao had just received. She said that Qi Yuancheng's killers had started to retreat one after another in the past two days, and the last one retreated today.

"Did they think I was not in Qiyuan City, or did they receive an order to stop the order?" Feng Aoqing muttered to herself.

"Anyway, it's all good news. The master is safe in Qiyuan City." Siyan was also relieved. She didn't have to wake up all night long. Her skin became worse after staying up all day.

"Is there any unusual movement in Tianyao's capital?" Feng Aoqing thought to herself, maybe Han Lang finally received the letter and started to suppress it, but if he knew I was here, why didn't she receive his letter, let alone see him.

Siyan shook her head to indicate no.

Feng Aoqing pointed at the table and said, "Send it over there as a thank you gift."

Siyan took a look and saw that they were four white porcelain wine pots with light blue and gold-sprinkled paper pasted on the mouth of the pot, with the words "Broken Moon" written on it.

This exquisite look is very suitable for the pretentious general!

She originally thought that generals were all rough, but this one seemed a little different. He looked rough in stature, but in his daily life he was meticulous. Uh... sometimes a little too meticulous.

"Yes." Siyan picked up the tray.

"The two pots are for the general, one for Feng Ming and one for Feng Yi." Feng Aoqing said.

"I understand." Siyan received the order and sent it over.

When the moon rose in the middle of the night, Feng Aoqing and Siyan saw three people drinking and admiring the moon in the garden.

Siyan was just about to say, what's the point of watching others drink, why not drink too, when she saw Yu Mingchang, who had drunk half a pot of wine, had already started doing drunken boxing in the garden. Yu Yichen, who couldn't hold his liquor, only drank one sip, which was a good thing.

"Hahahaha! Master's wine must be extraordinary!" Only then did Siyan realize how powerful the wine was.

"Of course, otherwise, how can I live up to the name 'Po Yue'?" Feng Aoqing said with a smile.

However, she saw that Yu Tingfeng drank two pots of liquor without any reaction, which she considered very impressive.

"Master, has she been drugged? Are you okay?" Yu Yichen held Yu Mingchang, whose limbs were shaking, in one hand and asked while looking at Yu Tingfeng worriedly.

"No, it's just the wine. 'Broken Moon'... This is the best wine I've ever tasted." Yu Tingfeng said with a smile.

Continue read on readnovelmtl.com


Recommendation



Comments

Please login to comment

Support Us

Donate to disable ads.

Buy Me a Coffee at ko-fi.com
Chapter List