I practice tea art in Nvzun World

Chapter 47
In the darkness, a figure stood on top of a tall building, overlooking the entire prefect's mansion, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a blood-thirsty smile.

"Master Rudder, the seeds have been planted..." Several figures rushed over one by one, half-kneeling on the tiles silently.

"Can that person agree?"

"Reporting to the helmsman, the employer rejected our proposal. In addition to the set goals, she asked to kill as many people as she could, and she was willing to pay [-]% more commission."

"Can!"

"Yes!"

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On the day of the birthday banquet, guests from the Grand Shoufu filed in.

"The Li family in Chentang County, a pair of blood jade bracelets as a congratulatory gift..."

"The treasurer of Zuiyue Xianju in Pingcheng Prefecture, congratulatory gift of 30 taels of gold, plus an authentic calligraphy of Fu Yuwenqing..."

……

Those who come to congratulate can choose to have the congratulatory gift read aloud by the housekeeper, or they can choose to keep a low profile and just hand over the congratulatory gift.

Generally, people with reputation, or those who rely on their reputation to make a living, will choose the former. Hearing the admiration of the people around him, he is also full of pride.

As for ordinary small aristocratic families, when the congratulatory gifts are delivered, they will be seated early, or three or five acquaintances will gather together to chat about Fengyue.

"The Zhao family in Qingshan Town, a 300-year-old ginseng gift."

Zhao Wuyou came in with his mother, the Zhao family originally made their fortune from the medicinal material business, so Zhao Haitang sent out a piece of older ginseng to nourish the old man's energy and blood.

"Wuyou, how have you been getting along with the daughter of the Chu family these two days?"

"Very good... Mother." Zhao Wuyou replied softly.

"That day my mother was drunk in private and had a good conversation with Chu Taishou, so she betrothed you out. You won't blame your mother..." Zhao Haitang said embarrassingly.

Zhao Wuyou shook his head, followed Zhao Haitang to the inner courtyard.

Suddenly he looked at a man dressed as a white-faced scholar with a feeling. The man was out of tune with the crowd around him. He was standing in a back corner, focusing on his book.

I'll go, isn't this the cold moon...

Leng Yue sensed that someone was looking at her, she raised her head and looked at Zhao Wuyou, then lowered her head,
People come and go, no one will deliberately observe a stranger.

If it wasn't for Zhao Wuyou's green tea system, which can lock down the real heroine, he would definitely not be able to see that this person would be Leng Yue.

What is Leng Yue going to do when she disguises herself as a man and sneaks into the prefect's mansion.

Zhao Wuyou immediately dismissed the idea of ​​meddling, he is just a mortal and has no ability to meddle in other people's affairs, so it is best to do his own thing well.

When Zhao Wuyou was sitting idle in a gazebo, a man approached beside him,

"My lord, I see that your face is turning black. I'm afraid there will be a bloody disaster soon, so you should stay away from the place where things go wrong..."

Zhao Wuyou raised his head, and was shocked to find that this person was Leng Yue. After watching from a close distance, he couldn't even notice that she was disguised.

Everything is natural, just a timid scholar.

What does she mean, is she here to strike up a conversation, or to warn you.

"I came with my mother, thank you for your kindness...I can't leave."

The man in front of her smiled at her and said softly,

This smile was really like the warm sun in spring, Leng Yue was stunned for a moment, took a deep look at Zhao Wuyou, turned around and left without saying anything more.

She reminded her that the rules were already broken, whether Zhao Wuyou left or not had nothing to do with her.

"Brother Wuyou, what are you doing here, there are noisy people here, let's go to the backyard."

Not long after Leng Yue left, Yun Ruojiao brought Chu Hanyan to find him, Yun Ruojiao looked at him openly, but Chu Hanyan dodged his eyes and deliberately turned his head away.

"The ceremony hasn't started yet. Let's go to our circle. Those guys seem to be competing in martial arts. It's very interesting. Let's go and have a look..." Yun Ruojiao thought that Zhao Wuyou was lonely and pitiful, and he didn't know anyone , to stay here alone.

I heard that he still has some talents to show. He is really a strange man with a good education.

Zhao Wuyou was born in the Zhao family, she had already found out clearly that he was only from a family in a town adjacent to Pingcheng Mansion.

Unexpectedly, she was born with a beautiful face and a moony appearance, with an outstanding temperament,
Chu Hanyan was indeed blessed. Along the way, both Yun Ruojiao and Chu Hanyan deliberately set their sights on Zhao Wuyou.

Seeing the latter's face flushed, he just lowered his head and walked behind them.

When the three of them came to the martial arts arena, they could see a few people inside going back and forth, exercising martial arts, and their speeds were all first-class masters.

"Forget it, Jiaojiao, I'm not going." Chu Hanyan stopped suddenly, with a look of embarrassment on her face, her cultivation base was sealed, and if she went to the place where the martial arts was practiced at this time, she might have to compete with those people again. Was ridiculed.

"If Hanyan doesn't go, I won't go either. I want to stay here with her..."

Zhao Wuyou who was behind him hesitated for a while, and spoke intermittently, his face was as red as an apple after he finished speaking.

"Okay, then I won't bother you..." Yun Ruojiao impatiently looked at Chu Hanyan enviously, and walked into the martial arts arena by herself.

After she left, Chu Hanyan's face softened, and he took Zhao Wuyou's hand and walked towards a place where there were few people.
"Han Yan, walk slowly, I can't keep up..."

When the man's soft voice came, Chu Hanyan was distracted for a while, and the image of Zhao Wuyou panting coquettishly when he was crushed by her appeared in his mind.

Chu Hanyan, oh Chu Hanyan, when did you become a pervert?
She laughed to herself,
"Let's go to a place that only I know...we'll let you out after your performance..." Chu Hanyan said coldly.

(End of this chapter)