Chunyuyuan was Wen Xingsu's former house, Pei Zhen didn't live here before, and he doesn't live there now, but when he came back from Bingzhou, he didn't force Feng Yun to move to his residence.

Both were busy and no one mentioned it.

When Feng Yun returned to the room, he asked Xiao Man to grind the ink, and wrote an official letter about the council building project according to the rules, and asked Ge Yi to come in.

"Report to the General."

Ge Yi's eyes straightened in astonishment.

Didn't General Fang Cai come here?

Why doesn't the girl tell the general face to face when she has something, and she still has to use such a complicated procedure?

Feng Yun smiled as if he had seen through his thoughts.

"One yard to one yard. Public is public, private is private. Let's go, shall we? ”

Ge Yi bowed his head guiltily, "Yes." ”

The house was somewhat quiet.

Feng Yun patiently recalled the events of that night, but it was still vague.

But she forgave herself.

After all, there are memories of two lives, and it is not the first time in her heart to be with Pei Zhen, and the memories are mixed with too many old things, and they will definitely not be pure.

She sighed and took Xiaoman to Zhang Luo to eat.

Ge Yi soon returned, excited and smiling.

"Girl, girl...... There is good news. ”

Feng Yun looked at him silently, and only motioned for him to say.

Ge Yi said happily: "I just went to deliver the official document, and the villain saw a lot of baggage trucks pulling goods to the camp, and they said that they were all winter clothes. Now there is no shortage of Beiyong troops, and the general can rest assured. ”

Feng Yun sighed and nodded.

"You let Qian Sanniu go back to Changmen and ask Mrs. Ying, how is the winter clothes we rushed to make? By the way, tell Wen Hui to pick two cooks for me from Yutang Chunli, and find a dozen more familiar guys to come over. ”

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In the next few days, Feng Yun went out early and returned late, and ran to Mingquan Town when he saw the sky.

Cong Wentian was quick with his hands and feet, recruited a group of craftsmen in the local area, and quickly built simple shops and residences according to Feng Yun's requirements, and wanted to complete them before the start of the peace talks.

Feng Yun was also busy preparing for the Heyi Restaurant and the Heyi Grocery Store, preparing to start a few small businesses related to food, clothing and people's livelihood.

At that time, there will be no shortage of people accompanying both sides, and food, clothing, housing and transportation are necessities.

She wants to earn back some of the capital she invested.

The most important thing is that the vicinity of the parliament hall is all her land, she is the big landlord there, and anyone who wants to do business has to pass through her hands, and she can make a fortune lying down and collecting rent......

She thought very well, but the road to and from Mingquan Town was not very friendly, and she was tired and panicked after running outside all day.

Pei Zhen seemed to be busy, and maybe he was angry, so he came to the Spring Drinking Courtyard once in five days.

She couldn't wait to avoid him.

is not a scumbag, she is a scumbag, she is a scumbag, and she is scumbag.

I couldn't remember the details of that night, but for a short time, she didn't want to touch him again. Pei Gou was too greedy and didn't kill her, which was considered his kindness.

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Five days later, the hall was capped on the beam, and Cong Wentian found someone to see the auspicious time, which was set at the right time.

For this reason, Feng Yun set off for Mingquan Town before dawn.

Xu got up too early, she yawned and got into the car, staggered halfway, and then became a little sleepy, holding her forehead and thinking far away, half-asleep and half-awake.

"Got ...... Eat"

"What did you eat?"

"The Great General......

"The waist should be taught some lessons."

"Well, Pei Lang......"

A few inexplicable words came to mind, which scared Feng Yun awake.

This......

It's not her, is it?

Her cheeks turned from white to red, and suddenly they became hot.

It can't be her, it's just a fantasy......

Although she is a scumbag, she still has a sense of proportion.

She suspected that she had woken up too early and hallucinated,

Boom!

There was a heavy thump, and the carriage did not know what it had hit, and suddenly let out a violent tremor that shattered her reverie.

The carriage was transferred from the camp by Pei Zhen. Last time, the carriage she was riding fell off a cliff, the car was destroyed and the horse died, and there was no car of her own to use when she returned to Xinzhou, and it was inconvenient to go back and forth to Mingquan Town every day, so she got one from King Pei Yan.

Feng Yun was taken aback, and then came to his senses, "What's the matter?" ”

Ge Guang, who was driving, did not respond.

Feng Yun lifted the curtain and saw a little beggar running away from the carriage quickly.

Ge Guang's heart beat like thunder, and when he saw the girl, he exhaled that breath.

"Scared the hell out of me, almost hit him."

Feng Yun also breathed a sigh of relief and put down the curtain: "Let's go." ”

Ge Guang turned around and whispered, "Girl, the little beggar stuffed a note for me." ”

Feng Yun squinted slightly, motioning for him to come in.

The writing on the letter was crooked, as if someone was holding a pen in his left hand, apparently to disguise his handwriting.

And the content of the letter was shocking, which scared Feng Yun into a cold sweat.

"Quick, hurry to Mingquan Town."

Ge Guang didn't know what was going on, so he responded.

"Drive!"

Arrived at Mingquan Town, just a moment before the hour, Cong Wentian had already prepared, the materials and craftsmen were waiting there, and there was also an offering table in the open space in front of the hall of the council, on which were placed more than a dozen steamed buns, two or three kinds of fruits, and a knife of pig's head meat.

When Cong Wentian saw Feng Yun coming, he stepped forward and said happily:

"Madame came just in time, we are ready to sacrifice the beam, Madame come to offer incense."

When repairing the house, the upper beam is the same as the start of the ground, which is a very important part, and it is necessary to "sacrifice the beam" to receive the gods and pray for blessings.

The craftsmen were tired for so many days, and encountered two days of heavy rain on the way, it can be said that they used enough strength to stay up day and night until now, and finally got on the beam, and the craftsmen present were all in good spirits.

Feng Yun glanced at the offering table, walked to the stacked wood over there, and asked Cong Wentian.

"Have you checked them all?"

The beams support the weight of the roof in the building frame, which is extremely crucial.

Cong Wentian has built a house all his life, so he naturally understands this truth.

Seeing that Feng Yun's eyes were different, he followed and whispered: "I've seen it all, the wood is all good materials, pine, beech, and elm, it's strong." Officials from the Treasury Department said that it took a lot of work to transport them from Fuzhou by water......"

Feng Yun turned his head: "Take me to see." ”

Cong Wentian was stunned for a moment.

Usually, he is in charge of the affairs of the council, and he is in charge of the details, Feng Yun only understands the general direction. Because of building houses, Cong Wentian is confident that he is more proficient than Feng Yun.

He was much older, but he was not displeased, and the little apprentice next to him was unhappy.

"Madam, can't you trust my master? The auspicious time is coming, and if you miss it, you will delay the construction period. ”

Cong Wentian lowered his eyebrows, "Presumptuous." ”

The little apprentice shrunk his neck and stopped talking.

He said: "Madame doesn't need to listen to his nonsense, just check. ”

Feng Yun said: "Please forgive Uncle Wentian, it's not that I don't trust you, but the peace between the two countries is very important, I haven't slept well for the past two days, I was restless, and I happened to have a nightmare last night, the Bodhisattva told me in the dream that Liang Mu had a problem, so I was uncertain......"

Cong Wentian also became nervous when he heard this, "Let's go, take a look." ”

There was a Bodhisattva's dream, which really attracted the attention of the craftsmen, Cong Wentian took Feng Yun to the wood pile to check again, and several craftsmen also ran over to help lift it.

The wood stacked outside did not find any problems, Feng Yun's palms were in cold sweat, and she was a little suspicious that someone was playing a prank on her, when she suddenly heard Cong Wentian gasp.

"Sure enough, there is a problem......

He sighed again, "It's really not easy to notice." ”

Cong Wentian pulled out a pine wood from it, "Girl, look." ”

In order to prevent the beams from being damp, moldy, and moth-eaten, these woods are brushed with a layer of tung oil, and Cong Wentian carefully scrapes the oil surface with a knife, and subtle cracks on the wood are faintly visible.

At first glance, the cracks are not obvious, and they can be used anywhere, but the use of house beams will affect the load-bearing, if the main beam also has problems, there are more cracked beams, and it is bound to cause a big incident.

Cong Wentian broke out in a cold sweat.

"God, it almost broke the big thing."

looked at Feng Yun with a pale face, and kept asking for mercy.

"It's the villain's old eyes that are dizzy, and I ask Mrs. to punish ......"

Feng Yun can trust Cong Wentian.

A lifelong veteran craftsman, reputation is more important than life, and it is impossible to make a fuss on the beam.

She said: "It is imperative to check the wood first, use it well, and make up for the problematic speed." ”

Cong Wentian responded: "The villain understands, but the matter of wood, I'm afraid that I will bother the general......"

The supply of materials is the responsibility of the Treasury Department, whether bricks or timber, as it should be, and it is not Cong Wentian procurement.

Feng Yun nodded, "Let's put on the incense first, thank you Bodhisattva." ”

There is no danger.

On this day's beam sacrifice ceremony, Cong Wentian was particularly pious, thanking the Bodhisattva for allowing him to avoid a catastrophe.

Feng Yun was exceptionally silent, looking at the towering council hall, and did not speak for a long time.

They picked out a good piece of wood from the pile of lumber, completed the beam loading ceremony, and then began to pick.

A total of 18 pieces of wood were found to be in question.

The markings on the wood indicate that they would have been used in the main hall of the council chamber if they had not been discovered.

Feng Yun asked Cong Wentian to go down to make arrangements, and when he returned to Xinzhou City, he specially searched for the place where he met the little beggar just now.

No one, and no little beggar was nowhere to be seen.

Who sent her a warning message?