"Is it that simple?" Mr. Qingling was a little unbelievable. If it was only that simple, why didn't he inform him directly? He had to make a special trip, and his expression was even more serious than before.

"nature."

"What is the purpose of doing this?" Master Qingling naturally knew that Feng Qinghua's request would not be that simple every time.

Then Lian Jiang and Feng Qinghua walked out together and introduced themselves, "Hello, Mr. Qingling, I am Lian Jiang, my fellow disciple. Please take good care of me when we get along in the future."

"In the future?" Mr. Qingling asked in surprise as he looked at the charming man in front of him with fair face, bright eyes and white teeth.

"Yes, Lian Jiang will have to cooperate with Young Master for a while in the future, so I will treat it as Young Master doing me a small favor." Feng Qinghua said helplessly.

"Who is this guy to you? You just agreed to cooperate with him without my permission? Tell me, what do you want to cooperate with?" Mr. Qingling suddenly became interested.

This man seemed to be interested in Feng Qinghua. How could Zhan Beixiao hold back? He couldn't help but wonder about the relationship between the three of them and the upcoming cooperation.

After the three of them found a seat and sat down, Feng Qinghua announced Little Putao's arrival, "There was an accident yesterday."

"The troublemaker in our family followed the clues and found him alone. If he is discovered by Duan Jingtong, he might be easily kidnapped, so he is in urgent need of an identity."

"Troublemaker?"

"It's Quanzi!" Zhan Beixiao answered first.

Only then did Young Master Qing Ling understand, "Then why are you and me acting in a quarrel? Let Duan Jingtong know about the quarrel between us?"

"Half and half, if after a few big quarrels between us, you cooperate with me, the junior brother pretending to be a miracle doctor, in this way, your leg disease will also have a clear reason to treat, our little Putao

There is also an identity staying beside the two of us, so why not kill two birds with one stone?"

Young Master Qingling suddenly fell into thinking, "Do you mean that you want me to cooperate with you and then escape into the secret door to start your plan?"

"You can say that."

"Last time I didn't say that I would agree to let you go to the Northern Liang Imperial Capital. Why have I started making arrangements now?" Mr. Qingling lay back and looked at the three of them carefully.

"Young master will agree to us sooner or later, why don't we make plans for you earlier and make arrangements earlier." Zhan Beixiao was very confident in his plan.

"Why not pursue a plan that can expand the No. 1 Trading Company? Why do you want me to be confined to this city? Your talents can obviously be displayed in the imperial capital!" Zhan Beixiao kept encouraging Mr. Qingling.

"Okay, then I'll do as you say." How could Mr. Qingling be unmoved by this? "Sir, you still know me too well. It is indeed something that you will agree to sooner or later. It's better to agree now."

"Then let's go back first." After the discussion, they went back to the house separately. In order not to be discovered by Duan Jingtong's secret whistle, they had no choice but to act this way.

Feng Qinghua was the first to return to the house. Her Qinggong skills were always excellent, but Little Putao was obedient this time. After returning to the yard, Feng Qinghua did not see any trace of the little guy in the yard.

She wanted to stay in the bedroom obediently, but when she walked into the bedroom with satisfaction, she still didn't see the little guy.

Feng Qinghua hurriedly summoned the secret guards, "Do you know where Putao is now?"

The secret guard could only timidly point to the top of Feng Qinghua's head, and in the next second a huge object fell from the sky, "Mother, you didn't expect the grapes to be on the beam, right?"

Fortunately, it was a false alarm. Feng Qinghua hugged Little Putao and began to scold her, "Didn't mother tell you to stay in the bedroom? Why are you so naughty? What will I do if you lose me?"

Faced with a series of questions, Little Putao realized that she seemed to have done something wrong. She quickly apologized aggrievedly, "Mom, it's Putao's fault. Putao really stayed in the room obediently, but Putao really felt very uncomfortable."

I was bored so I wanted to go up to the beam to have a look."

Feng Qinghua was a little helpless. Little Grape took out a crocus from her arms and said, "Mother, I saw this on the beam just now. I thought it was very beautiful, so I picked it off."

Feng Qinghua looked at the little guy's innocent look and suddenly felt that what she had just said was too harsh, "Little Putao, it's your mother's fault. She shouldn't be so cruel to you."

Little Putao blinked her big innocent eyes and said with a smile, "Mom, you are right, it is Little Putao who is not good and should be taught a lesson."

Feng Qinghua took the flower and was very surprised, "Little Grape, where did you pick it from?"

This safflower is the most important of Mr. Qingling's medicinal materials. Although Mr. Qingling's leg disease can be cured without it, it will be twice the result with half the effort.

The little guy pointed to the beam, "I saw the little grape on the beam. If mother likes it, I will pick a few more grapes for you."

Feng Qinghua held the crocus in her hand and nodded excitedly. Although she was very good at qinggong, only Little Putao could get through the beam. "Putou, remember to be careful, don't slip and fall."

Already."

Little Putao nodded, "Mom, just watch it, don't underestimate Putao."

When Lian Jiang and Zhan Beixiao rushed back, what they saw was Feng Qinghua sitting in front of a stool holding a flower in her hands and looking at the beams with a worried look on her face.

"Madam, where are our grapes?" Zhan Beixiao looked around and saw no one. There were no traces of children walking in the yard, and Feng Qinghua was looking at the beams in such a weird posture, which was really disturbing.

It’s easy to overthink.

Lian Jiang looked at Feng Qinghua and said with some worry, "Could it be that she was poisoned?"

Feng Qinghua looked at Little Putao with a worried face, and then she came back to reality when she heard someone speaking vaguely in her ear, "What are you talking about? Little Putao is picking medicine for me up there."

"Collecting medicine?" Zhan Beixiao and Lian Jiang were both surprised, and then they both began to wonder if Feng Qinghua was ill.

Zhan Beixiao even put his hand on Feng Qinghua's forehead, "You don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense?"

Feng Qinghua didn't bother to pay attention to the two of them. It wasn't until the little guy picked several more crocuses that they realized that he had really gone to collect medicine.

"This is the first time I know that herbs can be harvested from the rafters. It's really bizarre."

"I think the wood is too moist, and the seeds of the red flowers are most easily picked up by the birds. If the birds build nests on the beams, they will start to grow over time." Feng Qinghua just said.

I have been thinking about this matter, and this is the only way to explain it.

"Dad, Mom, did you go out today and find a good way to keep Putao alone?"

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