158 Little Immortal Famous 8
About a quarter of an hour later, the mother and son also woke up.
The butler took the little wooden man and finally found the murderer.
It turned out to be a girl in the eldest young man's room.
A girl from the house wanted to be carried as her concubine, but she was not tolerated by the eldest young lady, and then she wanted to murder her mistress.
Because the young master was sick, the eldest lady wanted to take care of him here and stopped entertaining guests.
This is a good opportunity to start.
The reason why Master Feng had an accident here was also an accident.
After all, who would have thought that on such an important day today, the eldest young man would suddenly appear in the inner house?
It's a very bloody story about competing for favors in the mansion.
Feng Wuyao Wuming knows these things, and what to do later has nothing to do with her.
Take the silver notes and gold and leave first.
Song Lun looked at the silver notes on the table and then at his master, and there was a very unreal feeling.
"Is this really earned at a banquet?"
Qin Zicheng smiled, and actually put down his figure and told him what happened today in person.
Song Lun gave Feng Wuyao a thumbs up, "Mr. Feng is amazing!"
Feng Wuyao snorted, "The two huge sums of money in front and behind are really conspicuous."
Qin Zicheng also stopped smiling, "Yes. Now you live in my mansion, and your ability to make money is so amazing, I'm afraid that my father will doubt me."
"So I was wondering if I could take out some things and donate them to the court. In this way, I spent all my money, so it would be hard to doubt you anymore."
Qin Zicheng's mouth twitched, "What do you want to take?"
Feng Wuyao always doesn’t act according to common sense, so it’s better to ask clearly first.
"I think about it. Food?"
As soon as Feng Wuyao opened his mouth, Qin Zicheng didn't say anything, and Song Lun started to yell, "How can that be done? Such important materials must not be used with our own people first?"
"Two hundred thousand taels of silver, how much food do you think you can buy?"
Feng Wuyao looked at him with disgust, "Why didn't you realize you were so picky? Food is the most practical, and it is essential for both the army and the disaster relief. If what I expected is not bad, this is exactly what the emperor needs to prepare the most at the moment."
Song Lun pulled the corners of his mouth, and finally brought reason back to his mind.
"Master Feng said that the situation in Miaohan Country is uncertain. If a war begins, it is a tough battle, and it will be a long-term battle."
Qin Zicheng nodded in agreement.
Although the people's livelihood in Miaohan Country is not very good, their combat effectiveness is still very strong.
The most important thing is that Miaohan Kingdom occupies favorable terrain, easy to defend but difficult to attack, which is not a good thing for the soldiers of Mingxia Kingdom.
"How much food are you going to get?"
Feng Wuyao thought for a while, "You should keep the treasures you received from the Liaocheng Branch before for emergency use. As for the food, I naturally have a way, so you don't have to worry."
Zhong Chen has cheated her so many times, so he has to ask him for some interest.
And she knew that the Zhong family had a fertile family, and that was a real wealthy family.
I'll cheat their family.
The Zhong family's industries are distributed outside, and the granary is not the same.
Feng Wuyao left the city that night and specially chose the farthest place from the capital to rob.
The purpose is naturally to make it impossible for everyone to suspect that the Zhong family’s granary was stolen and she was suspected.
Feng Wuyao fought back and forth for a day and night.
Chapter completed!