Chapter 108: Money Changes Hands

d-fashioned.And just a moment ago, weren't you all teaming up to go against meThis surname Qing, of what ethnic group is it really, I can't figure it out...“Oh, shoot!” Qingqiushu exclaimed: “That las...Zhao Ruocheng slept until the afternoon before waking up. He shifted uncomfortably, intending to continue sleeping. But he had a feeling that something was amiss, as if he had overlooked something important.

Last night, did you smell a faint sweetness

He sprang to his feet, threw on his clothes, and rushed out in a hurry.

Passing by the courtyard, I saw Jiang Wang practicing swordsmanship. Even amidst his busy schedule, he casually remarked, "Third brother, your bedding needs to be changed, it's rather uncomfortable."

Before Jiang Wang could answer, he had vanished.

"Ouch!"

Jiang Wang exclaimed, unable to contain himself, "My new bedding set, which I just bought a few days ago!"

He sheathed his sword and went to the bedroom. He tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, but found nothing. Finally, he lifted the entire bedding, and saw a tiny piece of wood under the mattress.

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"Even separated by two mattresses, he was still poked by this piece of wood"

"Perhaps this is what a wealthy household is like..."

The cloud cranes of the Lingxiao Pavilion don't fly around in the air like pigeons. In fact, they are always within the clouds, blending with the sea of clouds. Taoist power encases information within white clouds, traveling between them until it reaches its target. Only then does a clump of cloud be temporarily "pulled out" and transformed into a crane that flies down.

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Prior to this, even if one managed to capture this force, it would be difficult to decipher the information within it. One would only receive a scattering of energy.

Therefore, YunHe transmission of messages is a very secure method.

Ye Qingyu usually sent letters in the evening, shortly after sunset but before it was completely dark. This letter arrived a little late, and I wonder what had delayed it.

A cloud crane flew in from the window. Jiang Wang reached out to catch it, but the crane circled and landed in front of Jiang An'an instead.

"The letter is for me!" Jiang An'an giggled, putting down the calligraphy scroll she was practicing on. She grabbed the cloud crane transformed into a letter and a piece of shadow stone in her small hands.

"Yes, it's for you." Jiang Wang smiled indulgently and leaned in to look at it together.

Jiang An'an suddenly grabbed the letter, turned her head and ran outside: "I won't let you see it!"

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Jiang An'an's cat stayed in the bedroom for a while before returning to the study.

"Where is Yunhe"

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"I wrote back and flew home!"

Jiang Wang, who was reading the Dao De Jing, turned her head and said, "Brother hasn't written it yet."

Jiang An'an glared at him triumphantly: "This letter is written to me, it has nothing to do with you!"

Back then, she merely added a greeting on the letter. But in such a short time, she's usurped Jiang Wang's position as pen pal.

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Then Jiang An'an took out a cute little crane and boasted: "Qingyu sister also gave me a little crane. Now I can write her letters whenever I miss her!"

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The cloud crane that delivers messages is not a simple cloud beast. It can find the recipient and ensure the safety of the letter it carries. It's truly a remarkable artifact.

Haven't you seen that pompous Du Yexi, the big shot He boasts and brags all day long, but he can only send a simpleton running back and forth to relay his words. As for something as extraordinary as the Yunhe crane, he's never even laid eyes on it, let alone possessed one.

Of course, Jiang Wang didn't...

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"Fine," Jiang Wang said with a sour tone. "If there are any unfamiliar characters in your letter, or if you can't write any when you reply, don't come looking for me."

"Humph." Jiang An'an proudly pointed at the calligraphy scrolls on her desk. "I recognize all the characters on these scrolls!"

“Amazing, amazing.” Jiang Wang responded listlessly with two phrases before continuing to read his Daoist scriptures.

“I’ll buy you a new one tomorrow. Twenty sheets!” he silently exclaimed in his heart.

An An also picked up a small brush pen and diligently practiced calligraphy from the model characters.

Jiang Wang flipped a page and suddenly remembered Du Yehu's message from the day. He casually asked, "An An, do you ever think of someone Someone about the same age as your brother, who left for a while now"

"Who is it"

"Well, nobody."

Annann must miss you a lot Um Du Huzi

Three-Part Fragrance Tower

In Miaoyu's room, Fang Zehou, the head of the Fang family, was seated on a chair, savoring fragrant tea.

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