Soon after Xing Zizhou left, he returned to the second floor of the inn.
His people have been standing nearby, and it is not difficult to understand what Feng Jiuer wants.
"General Yuan brought three thousand soldiers with him this time, but he did not bring them to the town."
Xing Zizhou said shortly after sitting down.
"Where were you taken?"
Feng Jiuer asked.
"Qingpo Town, a place called Chenjiacun."
Xing Zizhou responded in a low voice.
"There is a highly respected old man in Chenjia Village, whose surname is Chen. Everyone calls him Mr. Chen."
"Old General Yuan went to find him and secluded his soldiers in Chenjiacun."
"Chenjia Village is at the junction of Qingpo Town and Lane Town, only a few miles away from here. Unfortunately, we don't know General Yuan's plan."
"Perhaps he hopes that after his death, Mr. Chen can keep Mr. Yuan alive."
Feng Jiuer glanced down, her eyes full of regret.
The satiated Little Cherry didn't dare to talk nonsense. While paying attention to the surrounding situation, she also glanced at Old General Yuan on the first floor.
Feng Jiuer didn't speak, and Xing Zizhou didn't say anything else.
The three of them continued to stare at the stage on the first floor, which looked nothing special.
After a while, the woman who left came over carrying a teapot.
"First Young Master, Second Young Master, the chrysanthemums have been selected, and the little one has made a pot of them. Do you want to try them?"
"Are there any superior rooms?"
Feng Jiuer raised her head and asked.
"have."
The woman put down the tray and knelt down, "Second Young Master, do you want me to prepare now?"
Feng Jiuer didn't say anything. She opened the teapot lid with one hand and flicked the air on the teapot with the other hand.
"Well, not bad!"
She nodded with satisfaction and returned her gaze to the woman.
"Now prepare a double room for us. As for this pot of chrysanthemum tea..." Feng Jiuer turned her eyes and looked towards the first floor.
"I wonder if you can help give it to General Yuan. I think he doesn't look very good."
"He will have to take over the battle next. At his age, he should pay attention to his health."
Feng Jiuer took advantage of the woman's aversion to put a little powder into the teapot.
The woman reacted quickly and nodded immediately: "Okay, Second Young Master."
"I will personally deliver the tea to General Yuan. I will ask someone to prepare a private room for you now."
"good."
Feng Jiuer nodded and glanced at the greedy little cherry.
"You stay, pack up all the food and take it back, and I will reward you with it all."
"Thank you, Second Young Master."
Little Cherry stood up happily, "Go and prepare a basket for me."
"yes."
The woman stood up and blessed her body.
She brought the tray with chrysanthemum tea and blessed herself again: "I will prepare it now, please wait a moment."
After the woman left, a boy soon came to take Feng Jiuer and Xing Zizhou away.
At the main table on the first floor, after receiving the chrysanthemum tea, General Yuan raised his eyes and looked up in the direction pointed by the woman.
Fengrui put away the smile on his face and followed the direction of General Yuan's gaze.
Only a little maid was left on the second floor seat that the woman pointed to, greedily putting food into the basket.
Little Cherry expressed her thirst for food vividly.
But in fact, she knew very well that Jiu'er asked her to stay just to make sure that General Yuan had drank chrysanthemum tea.
"Go back to General Feng, go back to Old General Yuan. The two young masters just returned to the wing. This is their maid."
The woman pursed her lips and whispered.
"Young Master didn't say anything. He just said that chrysanthemum tea is good for your health. I hope General Yuan can taste it too."
