But it's a broken flute. It's made of bamboo. What a treasure!

It's also worth letting a boy come here!

What the master gave to Miss Shen was ten times better and ten times more valuable than the broken flute. However, she had never seen Miss Shen playing with it like this.

He was angry about his master.

"Ten and eight?" Shen Ning couldn't help laughing. "Well, you can get me ten or eight of these bamboo flutes. All of them need more than one hundred years old."

"Ink bamboo?" Chasing the wind frowned, staring at the humble ink flute: "this black flute is made by over a hundred years of bamboo?"

"Yes." Shen Ning's light way.

"That I can't get it. " Zhuifeng was slightly flushed. He also knew that a hundred year old ink bamboo was something that could not be found. He was secretly upset and even more dissatisfied with Zhou Zhongkang.

No wonder that the county magistrate dare to take a broken flute to send people out that week. It turned out to be such a treasure!

This even more shows that he has bad intentions!

Chasing the wind in mind, ready to think of a way to let this bamboo flute disappear in front of Shen Ning for no reason.

"If you take this bamboo flute back to the magistrate of Zhou county, you will say that I have received his will, but this flute is too expensive for me to accept."

Shen Ning hands the flute to Zhuifeng.

Chase the wind some surprised, but he did not ask the reason, silent took the Mo flute, turned around and left.

He came and went like the wind, from the inn to the county yamen, with less than half a flower.

Shen Ning's cup of tea has not finished, chase wind has appeared in front of her again.

"Did you send it back?"

"Well."

"Did I say what I told you?"

“…… My subordinates didn't say

Zhuifeng hesitated for a moment and said: "it's not that my subordinates disobey the orders, but when my subordinates go to the county yamen, there is no one in the Yamen. The magistrate of Zhou and his boys are not in the Yamen. His subordinates put the ink bamboo on the book case of the county magistrate of Zhou and left. I want to come back to see Zhou county magistrate, and I will definitely know Miss Bai Shen's meaning."

"Not in Yamen?" Shen Ning felt a little surprised, then nodded his head and said, "OK, I know, you go down and have a rest."

Chasing the wind but standing still.

"Miss Shen, when shall we start?"

"Where are you going?" Shen Ning looks up at him.

“…… Go back to Beijing. "

"When did I say I was going back to Beijing?"

"This Didn't Miss Shen ask her subordinates to deliver letters to her master, flying pigeons? Why don't we go back to the capital? " Chasing the wind asked in a puzzled way.

After returning to the inn, Shen Ning picked up her pen and wrote a letter to him, asking him to find a way to return the letter to mochuan in the capital city.

She knows that chasing the wind is the dark guard of mochuan. For example, there must be ways to communicate with each other between them. For example, the most commonly used method is: flying pigeons to pass letters.

Chase Feng did not dare to peek at the contents of the letter, but he was overjoyed when he received the order. Miss Shen actually asked herself to send the letter to the master. Is this the intention of making peace with the master and returning to the capital?

He carried a letter, full of joy to deliver the letter, this small county is really too small, there is no place to raise carrier pigeons, only in a town 50 miles away from this county can there be carrier pigeons.

He thought that after the letter was delivered, Miss Shen would take herself back to the capital, so he asked.

Is Guess wrong?

Is it just an empty joy?

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