Wan Wan jumped into the carriage very happily. Xu was evasive, and Feng Qingcheng didn't ask her why she came out late. Just reached out and handed her a bag of cloud cakes, "It's still a while before I get home, let's make a cushion first." ”

Start with the sweet cloud cake, and you can still feel the residual warmth of the dim sum through the paper bag. The temperature was transmitted from the palm of the hand to the bottom of the heart, and a flower with the same sweet fragrance bloomed. At this time, she was almost already eating twilight, and the male god of her family was worried that she would be hungry.

Wan Wan's heart is bubbling beautifully, but there are already a lot of tea and snacks in her belly, and she is indeed not hungry. But this is a piece of her family's male god's heart, how can she not eat it.

Wan Wan took a deep breath, picked up a piece of cloud cake and filled it into her mouth very magnificently.

Feng Qingcheng didn't pay much attention to her expression. He leaned back on the soft, cool incense pillow, and the fan in his hand tapped his palm again and again. After the carriage traveled for a while, he suddenly remembered something and said, "That Liu Fuluo has been sent to the eldest princess's mansion, and it is going well." ”

Wan Wan's mind was all about how to eat these cloud cakes, and she didn't get too distracted about this matter, but just said "um" to say that she heard it.

At this hour, the streets were crowded with pedestrians, and the carriage was moving much slower. When he finally returned to the Dingbei Hou Mansion, the package of cloud cakes had been filled with all the bellies of Wan Wan.

She was really full of food, and she just sat with Feng Qingcheng at dusk, and she didn't even touch her chopsticks.

Feng Qingcheng ate a few bites, and when he saw that she didn't move her chopsticks abnormally, he asked, "Why don't you eat?" ”

Wan Wan said truthfully: "It's too supportive." ”

Feng Qingcheng knew that her appetite should not be as small as a packet of cloud cakes, so she laughed after a slight pause, and called the golden warbler to prepare the food tea.

Wan Wan looked at his smile and wondered if he had guessed something. It's worth the time to eat and drink or something, this is a little embarrassing, this is a very folded image of the heavenly gate.

Wan Wan coughed lightly twice and said, "Hengzhi, did you guess something?" ”

Feng Qingcheng raised his face to look at her, but he didn't say anything, but his face was full of words: Don't worry, I understand, I'm very good!

This、That's really guessing the reason.。

Wan Wan was slightly embarrassed, and saw Jin Ying walking in with a green bamboo tray. There was not only a pot of diet tea on the tray, but also a letter with a sealed paper attached.

Jin Ying handed the thick envelope to Wan Wan, and said while pouring the tea: "Madam, that little brother Fang came in the afternoon, saying that he came to deliver a letter to Madame. Madame was not there, and Mrs. Tang received the letter on her behalf. ”

Wan Wan took the envelope and saw that the seal at the seal was marked with the private seal of Jin Thirteen. In addition, there are many small holes in the envelope, which are almost impossible to see if you don't look closely.

Jin Ying put the small consumption tea next to Wan Wan's hand and continued: "Aunt Tang said that there are too many people who love to cheat on the rivers and lakes, and it is indispensable to guard against people. He carefully examined the letter for poison before daring to show it to his wife. ”

So this is a silver needle that has been pierced tightly.

Wan Wan looked at the small and fine pinholes on the envelope, and couldn't help but silently hold back the truth, and only said: "Tell Aunt Tang that she has worked hard." ”

The golden warbler retreated.

Wan Wan tore open the envelope, but saw that there were still two small envelopes inside. She picked up one of them first, took out the letterhead inside, and unfolded it. From Jin Thirteen's words and sentences to the writing of each stroke, all reveal a passion like chicken blood.

He used this bloody passion to outline a blueprint, a blueprint for the circle of money all over the footprints of people in the rivers and lakes, and a blueprint that exudes the fragrance of money. Looking at it directly, Wan Wan also seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and she couldn't wait to immediately insert her wings and immediately spread out this blueprint.

Wan Wan poured a large sip of the diet tea, slightly suppressed the impulse, and then opened the second letter. The handwriting of this letter is completely different from Fang Cai's one, and the strokes are thin and very strong. This handwriting has been seen before, this is Lin Yan's handwriting.

flattened the letterhead and read it, and sure enough, it was written by Lin Yan. The content of what he said was much richer, first greetings, then a brief description of all the things going on on Mount Hua, and then the ones mentioned in the letter of the Golden Thirteen. Compared with Jin Shisan's passion, Lin Yan's statement was very plain, and calculated the initial investment and income, and roughly mentioned several main difficulties and solutions to this matter. Finally, please ask Wan Wan if she wants to partner with Jin Thirteen to draw the blueprint.

That's the point.

Wan Wan patiently, read the second half of the letter carefully, then got up and left the dining table, found a pen and paper to the side to write and scratch.

Feng Qingcheng looked at the vacant position in front of him, and then looked at her silhouette. - I used to sit here and eat with myself without eating or drinking, but now I have a cup of tea to drink, but I went to the side.

Whose letter came from?

Feng Qingcheng looked at her for a moment, and finally didn't ask anything, so he turned back and continued to eat. After he used the evening food, washed his hands and used tea, Wan Wan was still lying there writing and scratching.

Feng Qingcheng picked up the teapot on the table, filled half a bowl of diet tea that she had drunk, and brought it to her hand. But I caught a glimpse of the sheets of paper that were scattered all over the table, full of calculated accounts.

It's not that Feng Qingcheng has never seen such an account, but it is the first time he has seen someone use such a big word to settle accounts. Her more than a dozen pages of things can be held in the place of a piece of paper.

Most of these words are written in one stroke, and there are many dry pens, as if they are lazy to dip in ink if they can't get ink on the tip of the pen.

During the Shangyuan Festival, Fengqingcheng had seen the word Wan Wan from afar. The handwriting in front of me was a little different from what I saw at that time. On the night of the Shangyuan Festival, Wan Wan's handwriting was like a wild horse on the loose, like a crazy swimming dragon. The smoothness of that stroke reveals such a domineering spirit.

And the word in front of me, although it is also a stroke, is less unrestrained, crazy and casual, and a little more sluggish. It's as if there's something incomprehensible in my heart.

Feng Qingcheng paid attention to Wan Wan's expression, and sure enough, when he saw her frowning, he asked, "Is there something difficult about Wan Wan?" ”

Wan Wan sighed and said, "It's not difficult, but this time I'm going to empty all the money boxes." ”

Feng Qingcheng laughed, "It's still a difficult thing, but it's just money." How much is needed to withdraw, and it is worth worrying about this. ”

Wan Wan shook her head and said, "I want to earn a family business for the Ming family, and the money in the house is useless." I still have enough money, not only enough, but also surplus. Saying that, Wan Wan pushed the piece of paper under her hand to Fengqing City, pointed to the words on the paper and said, "Look, I still have seventy-eight Wen left." ”