"Qing Mulan, can you please be more conscientious when you speak?"
Jin Feng said: "Did I trick you into going in? I've told you, the dark room is scary, but you are not convinced and insist on trying it yourself. I can't hold you back, and now you blame me."
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"Oh, it's almost dark, my brother must still be waiting for us at home."
Qing Mulan knew that she was in the wrong and changed the subject forcibly: "Let's go quickly!"
After saying that, he closed the carriage window.
The Ninth Princess looked at the two people playing with a smile on her face.
It would be great if I could always be this happy...
Qing Mulan's guess was good. When Jin Feng and the others arrived at Qing Mansion, Qing Xinyao couldn't wait any longer.
The female soldiers sent by Qing Mulan to report the news had been back for a long time, but Jin Feng and the others never arrived.
Just as I was about to take someone to see what was going on, the housekeeper said someone had arrived.
Qing Xinyao hurried to the door. When he saw the carriage approaching, he hurriedly greeted it.
First, he cupped his fists and greeted Jin Feng: "Mr. Jin!"
"Master Qing!"
Jin Feng came over this time and had something to discuss with Qing Xinyao. He quickly jumped off his horse and returned the gift: "When we set off, something suddenly happened in the camp, which delayed some time. Are you anxious about waiting?"
"No, I just came back from outside."
Qing Xinyao smiled and waved.
Ninth Princess and Qing Mulan got out of the carriage, and a group of people entered Qing Mansion together.
The Qing family has been taking root in Xichuan for decades. The mansion is very large and should have been designed by famous architects. There are many rockeries, rocks, and small gardens and ponds, but it does not have the overbearing feeling of the nouveau riche. Everything seems very natural.
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Jin Feng and the Ninth Princess entered a side hall under the leadership of Qing Xinyao.
"My brother originally wanted to treat you to a meal in the banquet hall, but I think the banquet hall is too big. There are just a few of us and we can't hear you clearly. We eat by ourselves and don't need dancers to entertain us, so I let my brother entertain you here.
Two people."
Qing Mulan explained: "Although the house is smaller, we are all on our own, so it is more comfortable. By the way, I also made a round table like my husband's house!"
"Actually, you can have dancers," Jin Feng said with a smile.
Speaking of which, he had only read in history books that large families in the feudal era had very extravagant banquets.
Haven't seen it yet.
"Haha, if sir likes dancers, I will take him to pick out some before we leave."
Qing Xinyao showed a smile that every man knows: "Hanxianglou just sent a batch a month ago, and they are all well-trained."
"Thank you, Mr. Qing, for your kindness. No need."
Jin Feng was just joking, but he didn't expect Qing Xinyao to actually give him a dancing girl.
He quickly blushed and waved his hands.
If he really wanted to get some dancers back, he really didn't know how to arrange them.
Build a song and dance troupe for the escort team?
"Sir, you're welcome," Qing Xinyao said, "Sir, don't worry, I've been busy with business these days, and I haven't had time to see it yet. I can help you taste it."
"Brother, please stop trying to persuade me. I don't know how many brothels in Guangyuan were willing to offer themselves pillow seats, but he didn't go to any of them."
Qing Mulan said: "He's just a talker, but he won't be able to do it if he really does."
"Hey, Qing Mulan, who do you look down on?" Jin Feng had a black line on his head.
Qing Mulan's words were too ambiguous. If Qing Xinyao hadn't been present, Jin Feng would have definitely attacked her.
"Okay, you two, stop making trouble, I'm hungry."
Princess Ninth took the lead and walked to the table and pulled out a chair.
"Your Highness, would you like to take the seat?" Qing Xinyao pointed to the seat opposite the door.
"There are only a few of us, how can we divide the seats?"
Ninth Princess waved her hand: "Everyone, please sit down quickly."
"Then listen to His Highness," Qing Xinyao made a gesture of invitation to Jin Feng: "Mr. Jin, please!"
"Master Qing, please!" Jin Feng returned the gesture and sat down on the left side of the Ninth Princess.
Brother Qingxinyao and his sister also took their seats one after another.
The butler clapped his hands, and the maids filed in, setting a large table of dishes.
More than half of them are stir-fry dishes.
"His Highness and Mu Lan said that Sir likes to eat stir-fried vegetables, so I asked someone to make some too. Try it and see if it suits your appetite."
Qing Xinyao pointed at the table and said.
"Master Qing is interested."
Jin Feng said politely, but was secretly vigilant in his heart.
Qing Xinyao did not entertain the Ninth Princess first, but greeted himself first. Apparently he had something to say.
Jin Feng came to Qing's house and wanted to ask Qing Xinyao for help.
After discovering this, Jin Feng decided not to speak yet and waited for Qing Xinyao to tell him what happened first, and then he would decide on a countermeasure based on the situation.
Since drinking and singing "The Internationale" in Guangyuan, Jin Feng has stopped drinking outside.
Qing Xinyao tried to persuade him, but when he saw Jin Feng's firm attitude, he stopped persuading him and sent someone to replace the wine with fruit tea.
"Thank you sir for your generous action this time, and also thank you for taking care of Mu Lan for so long. Mu Lan has a wild nature and will definitely cause trouble for you."
The four of them were half full. Qing Xinyao picked up the tea bowl and said, "She has become a lot better since she came back from Xihewan. It seems that the husband has paid a lot of attention. I will replace the wine with tea and give you a bowl."
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"It should be." Jin Feng raised the tea bowl, stood up and touched it with Qing Xinyao.
Qing Xinyao put down the tea bowl and said, "Actually, in addition to expressing my gratitude to Sir today, I have something else to ask for."
“Finally let’s get to the point!”
Jin Feng secretly cursed in his heart, but kept a calm expression on his face: "Master Qing, please tell me, as long as I can help, I will never refuse."
"Then I'll tell you the truth," Qing Xinyao said: "To be honest, Gada and Danzhu have an irreconcilable relationship. Danzhu died in Xichuan City. Gada is likely to send troops to fight again, and there will definitely be more than 20,000 troops next time.
people.
The colorful divine lights and grenades used by your husband this time are very intimidating to the Tibetan people. I would like to buy some from my husband."
Jin Feng understood clearly and said with a troubled look: "Mr. Qing, I'm not hiding this from you. Mu Lan should know that I am still in the research stage of grenades. I have not found a suitable recipe and cannot produce them in large quantities."
.The same goes for the colorful divine light, which is very difficult to make.”
This is half true and half false.
The grenades are indeed in the research stage, but the fireworks are almost ready for mass production.
But when it comes to negotiation, if you tell your opponent your trump cards right from the start, how can you negotiate?
"Sir, please help me think of a way." Qing Mulan also persuaded.
The Ninth Princess did not speak, but also looked up at Jin Feng.
They were all really worried about Gada calling again.
Jin Feng has obtained the spot in the second-class army he wanted, and Princess Ninth doesn't know what she can use to invite him next time.
Without Jin Feng by her side, she really didn't have the confidence to face Gada.
"Sir, haven't you been worried about yourself being hurt by an explosion when preparing explosives?"
Qing Mulan said: "I can ask my brother to find some death row prisoners in the prison and let them do experiments. It will definitely be much faster."
Jin Feng frowned slightly when he heard this.
"Don't worry, I'll ask my brother to pick out those who are so heinous that they must die!"
Qing Mulan knew that Jin Feng was not a person who cares about human life, so she quickly said: "If they make what sir wants, it would be a good thing to let them live!"
[The author has something to say]
I finally adjusted my schedule and stopped staying up late. Today there are only five chapters. You can rest after reading this. I wish you a sweet dream.