"What do you think, please tell me?" Wu Jingyu raised his handsome eyebrows slightly and said with parted lips.
The rest of the people also turned their attention to Feng Qingzhuang, wanting to hear her thoughts.
Feng Qingzhuang took out a signal tube from her arms and fired it into the sky. The fiery red fireworks bloomed in the sky.
Less than half an hour later, the Eighteen Ghost Riders came galloping forward with heroic postures.
"Master, what are your orders?"
Eighteen outstanding young men, with an average age of only sixteen or seventeen years old, but after three years of personal training by Feng Qingzhuang, their youthfulness has faded away and they have become calm and cold. Everyone moved in unison, turned over and dismounted neatly, and shouted respectfully
"Youyi, you lead the Eighteen Ghost Riders to disguise themselves as merchants and go to the Cangyan Kingdom to collect grain." Feng Qingzhuang's cold voice revealed an aura that made people willing to obey.
His eyes moved and he looked at Zheng Tianhu and Qin Mei, "You two, go into the Cangyan Kingdom with the Eighteen Ghost Riders to collect food."
After saying that, Feng Qingzhuang thought, took out a large stack of banknotes and handed them to them, and continued: "Go back quickly, remember, if the banknotes are not enough, send the news to me directly through 'Know the World Affairs'
, then the banknotes will naturally be delivered to you."
As soon as these words came out, except for Wu Jingyu, who knew about it and his expression remained normal, everyone else was shocked.
"Sister Feng, I can't believe that you are actually the boss behind the 'Know the World Affairs' who makes a lot of money every day. People often say that the richer people are, the stingier they are. This sentence is not wrong at all. Your current net worth
Among the Three Kingdoms, he is considered one of the top rich people, but he still thinks about the few money on my clothes every day. I don't care, from now on, I will follow you."
Qian Manguan looked at Feng Qingzhuang with shining eyes, as if he saw a golden mountain in front of him, his eyes moved, he looked at Wu Jingyu and teased
"Cousin, you still have the vision, and you can identify Sister Feng at a glance as an inexhaustible gold mountain."
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Qingzhuang raised her plain hand and patted Qian Manguan on the back of the head without any mercy. She glanced sharply, and a hint of cunning flashed through her eyes.
"When you say I'm stingy, I mean you're very generous and you're going to have to pay some blood this time."
After saying that, with a movement of his slender fingers, he quickly pulled off a few gold threads from Qian Manguan's clothes and handed them into Zheng Tianhu's hands.
"My golden thread." Qian Manguan glared at Feng Qingzhuang. His body ached for a while, but he didn't even cry for compensation.
At this time, Zhuge Yu waved the white feather fan in his hand gently and walked up to Feng Qingzhuang. His gentle tone was not only respectful, but also a bit more admiring.
"I didn't expect that the goddess is the person behind the world's number one intelligence organization that 'knows the world's affairs.' I admire you."
"Mr. Zhuge, you're welcome."
For Zhuge Yu, who was much older than him and had a thousand-year-old warm jade bed, he also did his part. He always kept this love in mind and treated him with great respect.
Among the group of people, only Mu Furong heard the news, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.
It turns out that she is so outstanding. Not only does she have a stunningly beautiful face, but she also has abilities that she has tried her best to achieve all her life. It seems that it is time to stop hoping for something that is not yours.
feelings
"Master, let's go then"
Zheng Tianhu, Qin Mei and Ghost Shiba got on their horses and said goodbye to Feng Qingzhuang
"Go quickly and come back quickly. We must receive the food in the shortest time and transport it to Yu'an City." Feng Qingzhuang said a few words with a cold face.
"My subordinates must live up to their expectations."
Everyone said in unison, and after finishing speaking, they crossed their legs and rode their horses straight to Lingyuan City, galloping towards the Cangyan Kingdom.
"Mr. Zhuge, from what you said just now, it seems that you have a certain understanding of Dongqi Kingdom?"
After Zheng Tianhu and the others left, Feng Qingzhuang's eyes flickered, she looked at Zhuge Yu and asked politely
"Yes, I once stayed in Dongqi Kingdom for a few years, so I naturally have some understanding." Zhuge Yu smiled gently, and his unhurried voice flowed like a gurgling stream.
"That's great. Since you are familiar with Dongqi Country, you must be the one to collect grain in Dongqi Country. I hope you won't refuse," Feng Qingzhuang said politely with a sincere tone.
"The Goddess has lofty aspirations and cares about the world so that the poor people in Yu'an City will no longer starve. I, Zhuge Yu, should do my best, so how can I refuse?" Zhuge Yu smiled slightly, his gentle face shining brightly.
"Okay, here are the grain receipts. Take them. I will contact Canyun and Yinzheng later and ask them to send a team of people from Lanfeng Villa to Dongqi Country to meet you and help you." Feng Qing
Zhuang thought carefully, and with a thought, he handed a large stack of banknotes to Zhuge Yu's hand.
At this time, Mu Furong stood up on the side with a solemn expression and said seriously
"Miss Feng, although I am from the Cangyan Kingdom, I feel extremely sad when I see the suffering people in Yu'an City of the Dongqi Kingdom. I want to go with Mr. Zhuge to collect grain, and I can do my part."
"It's rare for Miss Mu to have a kind heart. Then you can work with Mr. Zhuge to collect grain in Dongqi."
Although Mu Furong's selfishness towards Wu Jingyu made Feng Qingzhuang annoying, in fact, she still somewhat admired such a woman.
"Then let's take the first step." Zhuge Yu shook the white feather fan in his hand twice and interjected.
"I'll have to trouble Mr. Zhuge and Miss Mu to do everything else." Feng Qingzhuang looked indifferent and nodded.
Zhuge Yu and Mu Furong also got on their horses and galloped towards the food-rich city in Dongqi Kingdom.
"Zhuang'er, they have gone to collect grain. What should we do now?" Wu Jingyu stared at Feng Qingzhuang, a woman with a compassionate heart for the world. Her handsome eyes as dark as ink jade were not only tender, but also full of tenderness.
a hint of admiration
"We are going to Yu'an City, but before we go, I have to ask Xiao Jinzi to inform Can Yun and Yin Zheng."
After saying that, Feng Qingzhuang took out the Four Treasures of the Study from Yunfeng, the ink team, and wrote a line of handwriting in a flowing manner, telling Can Yun and Yin Zheng to divide the people in Lanfeng Villa into two parts, and one part would be led by the two of them.
Some of the grain harvested by Xingyao Kingdom went to Dongqi Kingdom, and they followed Zhuge Yu to collect grain in Dongqi Kingdom, obeying Zhuge Yu's words in everything.
After finishing writing, Feng Qingzhuang handed a stack of banknotes and notes to Xiao Jinzi and asked him to use the underground intelligence organization to deliver the things back to Lanfeng Villa
At this moment, only Feng Qingzhuang, Wu Jingyu and Qian Manguan were left in the group. The three of them stopped wasting time and rushed straight to Yu'an City.