C148 divine development

"Huh?" Song Yao's extremely shocked voice came from inside the house. Fu Qing glanced at her and asked: "You're that surprised?"

Song Yao walked around the room while pinching her chin, she said in disbelief, "You said the Seventh Prince? is that Seventh Prince who reported to the Prefecture Overseer? "

Fu Qing shook his head, "I'm not sure, but Master already knows about this, I think he should be involved."

"Huh?" Song Yao looked at Fu Qing and asked, "Is this Seventh Prince not on good terms with your master?"

Fu Qing was startled, and said after hesitating for a bit: "If you're not afraid of death, you should ask Master. I am here to deliver the message. Since you know about it, then I will be leaving. "

"Fifth brother?" Fu Qing looked at Song Yao suspiciously, "Why are you looking for him?"

Song Yao said: "I want him to check if this Seventh Prince has any grudges with Jiang Feng. Since he doesn't care about his reputation and doesn't care about his money, yet he torments Jiang Feng like this, no matter how I think about it, that's revenge right?"

Fu Qing tilted his head and thought for a moment: "That's reasonable, if the Seventh Prince is serious, he would not need to worry about not accepting a book of the printing shop, and just want to make a name for himself. Moreover, if he really has his eyes on Jiang Feng's things, then why would he let Jiang Feng print them? After blocking Jiang Feng's mouth, this thing still remains undetectable. He's doing this because he wants to ruin Jiang Feng's reputation, isn't it? "

Song Yao nodded his head, "I think so too. If it was something he couldn't figure out before, she would have thought it through. Then according to what you said, the death of Printing House Owner is related to him? "

Fu Qing nodded his head: "I will go report to my master. Before this, don't act blindly without thinking." He wanted a high reward, and besides, other than the master, he usually doesn't help others. Don't look at the way he treats you, and don't know how to make fun of you behind his back. If you don't want to suffer a loss, stay away from him. "

Song Yao: "..."

She watched Fu Qing walk out of the house. Outside, it was already autumn and the leaves in the courtyard had already started to slowly turn yellow. It had been nearly a year since she was terrified.

After all, she still hadn't been able to figure out what she had been doing here for so long, and what she had obtained from it. If her life was the same as her previous life, filled with grief, then this chance at rebirth would be too much of a waste for her.

"What are you thinking about?" A pretty face suddenly appeared in front of him. Song Yao abruptly took a few steps back, covering his heart with his hands: "Ah! Mingyue, it's you. You scared me to death. How did you come in without anyone knowing?"

Mingyue placed the pastries on the table, feeling wronged as she said, "Where did you disappear without a trace? I knocked on the door just now, but you didn't hear me. I thought something was wrong with you. You reacted after hurriedly walking in and calling out to me a few times."

Song Yao made two "oh" sounds, rubbed her forehead and said: "Sorry, I was thinking about something just now, I didn't hear it, what happened?"

Brightmoon said, "I've made some new pastries and brought them over for you to try."

It was only then that Song Yao noticed the pastries on the table. There were a total of four pastries with different shapes, flowers and words on them. The color was also different, so the material used must be different.

"What is that green thing that looks so pretty?" Song Yao asked.

He placed it on his nose and took a whiff. Song Yao immediately recognized it, it was the smell of tea, but compared to modern ones, it was a little heavier and bitter, but it was probably filled with too much sugar.

"Guess what?" Mingyue didn't know that she already knew, so she deliberately asked.

Song Yao also came to have a taste, and deliberately tried it: "Some of the tea's flavor, is it made from tea?"

"You are quite formidable, young lady."

Song Yao asked again: Is it difficult to do it?

Mingyue said, "It's a bit troublesome when tea is being served. It's not that hard to make. It's said that the one who loves to eat this kind of food the most in the capital is the Seventh Prince, and he must have ordered this taste when he was having his cake, and therefore, all the bakeries in Jingli accept this taste into his own shop, one of which is a bakery called 'Blue Cloud Floating Light'. The Seventh Prince is a frequent customer there, and because the other pastries there are already not very interesting, they are all made from finished tea. "

"Tea?" Song Yao asked doubtfully.

Mingyue nodded, "You don't know? This thing is called 'Last Tea'. Its color is nice, but also delicious. "

Song Yao nodded, "I understand, but why is the name 'Blue Cloud Floating Light..."

"This is from a poem." She looked at Song Yao and recited, "Blue Cloud is continuously being blown by the wind, and white flowers are condensed into a bowl of noodles."

Brightmoon said, "Of course it's for the final tea. Blue clouds are the color of the final tea. White flowers are the foam that appears when the tea is brewed. Seventh Prince's fan even has this sentence written on it."

Song Yao said in understanding: "So that's how it is, does he really like this thing that much?"

Mingyue nodded, "A few days ago, Chu Xing and I went out to buy something and coincidentally met a little girl. Her face was yellow and her body was skinny and looked very pitiful. Chu Xing knows her father-in-law, she couldn't stand watching him speak good words, so I accompanied her on her errands. She told me to do these, she served the Seventh Prince right in front of him.

Song Yao clicked her tongue, "Is this an eye-opener from the heavens or am I too lucky? I coincidentally didn't know how to start with this guy, so you sent me a message. You really did it in time."

"What news?" Mingyue was still a little dazed. At this time, Chu Xing knocked on the door and said: "Miss Song, there's a guest coming from outside."

"Guest?" Song Yao asked doubtfully, "Who is it?"

"It's me." The man raised his voice in reply, then pushed open the door and entered.

"Oh my god, it's been a while since you last saw me. You seem to have gained weight?" Song Yao said in surprise towards Gongsun Xiao who was in front of him.

Gongsun Xiao clicked his tongue, "Where did you get fat?"

Song Yao laughed, "Laughing, how did you come to this place, who told you I was here?"

"Your Highness is going to Jiangnan in the next few days. Let me see if you have anything you need help with and send me over to help you."

"Jiangnan?" Song Yao asked in surprise, "Why are you going to the neighboring countries?"

Gongsun Xiao was startled, then said angrily: "Who said that Jiangnan is a neighbouring country's south, next to the river."

Song Yao: "... "I'm sorry." After a while she asked, "What are you doing there?"

Note: "Blue clouds are constantly being blown by the wind, white flowers float above the surface of the bowl." A line from the Tang Dynasty LU Wu's "A Pen Pen Xie Meng Advocates to Send New Tea".