It's just a broken flute, and it's made of bamboo. What a treasure!
It’s worth asking a boy to deliver it!
The things the master gave to Miss Shen were ten times better and more valuable than this broken flute, but I had never seen Miss Shen play with it like this.
In his heart he was angry with his master.
"Ten or eight?" Shen Ning laughed dumbly, "Okay, go and get me ten or eight of these black bamboo flutes. Each one must be more than a hundred years old."
"Ink bamboo?" Zhui Feng frowned and stared at the inconspicuous ink flute: "Is this black flute made from ink bamboo that is more than a hundred years old?"
"Yes." Shen Ning said calmly.
"That... subordinate can't get it." Zhui Feng blushed slightly. He also knew that the century-old black bamboo was something that could only be found but could not be found. He was secretly upset and was extremely dissatisfied with Zhou Zhongkang.
No wonder the county magistrate dared to give away a broken flute that week. It turned out to be such a treasure!
This further proves that he has bad intentions!
Zhui Feng was thinking in his mind, trying to think of a way to make the bamboo flute disappear in front of Shen Ning for no reason.
"You take this bamboo flute and return it to Magistrate Zhou, saying that I accept it as he wishes, but this flute is too valuable and I cannot accept it."
Shen Ning handed the ink flute to Zhui Feng.
Zhui Feng was a little stunned, but he didn't ask why. He silently took the ink flute and turned around to leave.
He came and went like the wind, going from the inn to the county government office in less than half a flower's time.
Before Shen Ning could finish her cup of tea, Zhui Feng appeared in front of her again.
"Sent it back?"
"Um."
"Did you also say what I ordered?"
"... The subordinate didn't say anything."
Zhui Feng hesitated for a moment and said: "It's not that my subordinates disobeyed orders, but that when I went to the county government office, there was no one in the government office. The county magistrate and his servant were not in the government office that week, so my subordinates put Mo Zhu in Zhou's office." The county magistrate left the book on his desk. I think when magistrate Zhou comes back and sees it, he will definitely understand what Miss Shen means. "
"Not in the Yamen?" Shen Ning felt slightly surprised, then nodded and said: "Okay, I understand, you can go down and rest."
Zhui Feng stood still.
"Miss Shen, when do we set off?"
"Where are we going?" Shen Ning raised her eyes to look at him.
"...Go back to Beijing."
"When did I say I was going back to Beijing?"
"Um... didn't Miss Shen ask her subordinates to deliver letters to Master Fei Ge? Why don't we return to the capital?" Zhui Feng asked in confusion.
After returning to the inn, Shen Ning picked up a pen, wrote a letter and gave it to him, asking him to find a way to send the letter back to Zhongmochuan in the capital.
She knew that Zhui Feng was Mo Chuan's secret guard. There must be a way for their secret guards to communicate with each other. For example, the most commonly used one was: flying pigeons to pass messages.
Zhui Feng naturally did not dare to peek at the content of the letter, but after receiving this order, he was overjoyed. Miss Shen actually asked him to deliver the letter to his master. Did this mean that he wanted to reconcile with his master and return to the capital
He carried the letter in his arms and went to deliver it with joy. This small county was too small and there was no place to raise carrier pigeons. Only a town fifty miles away from this county could have carrier pigeons.
He fully thought that after the letter was sent, Miss Shen would take him back to the capital, so he asked this question.
Could it be that... I guessed wrong
Is it just empty joy