Qingqiu is difficult

When Hualu rushed to find Xiao Song, he was sitting on a rock on the mountain. Although he was dressed in coarse linen, his nobility was not reduced by half. He was as noble and light as an orchid, like a banished immortal who watched the world with his hands and feet, taking his own gains and losses. Integrate into everything in heaven and earth.

He turned around, revealing his familiar and harmless face.

Hualu presented the bundle: "Are you really going to leave? Maybe you can stay. Together, we can find out the news about the princess earlier."

Tu Shansong stood up, bowed to take the baggage, and thanked her: "Thank you very much, girl. I thought the boss of this road was Xin Yi, but it seems yesterday... Now that I have decided to look for her, I can't live in a corner. If there is any new information about the girl, , please also inform Yu in time."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, but as soon as he took a step forward, Hua Lu behind him suddenly called out:

"Take me with you!" After saying that, she suddenly realized that her words were too abrupt, and hurriedly added, "I also want to find the princess!"

Tu Shansong turned around and said with a gentle smile with a hint of sadness: "It's a long way to go, so you stay and take care of yourself."

After that, he activated his heart trick and disappeared into the vast forest.

Jingguo no longer has any restrictions on spiritual power. Now that people from Qingqiu and Chu come here, it is like passing through an uninhabited land.

You stay and take care of yourself...

This sentence made Hua Lu's heart itch.

Although the princess is the master, her whereabouts are unknown now. What's more, the country is dead. Can the princess... still be regarded as a princess?

Even though I know that I am far different from Master Tushan, even if...even if I can be his maid, it is such a blessing!

Hualu thought about it, and suddenly realized that she had made a big mistake. She hurriedly clasped her hands together, said a few words of apology, and hurriedly left the hill.

The forest sea is vast with hazelnuts, and through the forest sea, there is a lake like a dark blue ribbon, winding and inlaid on the earth. Beyond the river, beyond the countless lakes where skylight, clouds and shadows linger together, beyond the bushes and hillsides where countless elk, deer, and hares run, there is another world in the world.

In a palace with carved beams and pillars, there are layers of windows and doors, one after another, covering each other and folding in endlessly. In the twists and turns of the corridors, countless maids with slim waists walked by carrying plates, which made people nervous. The fragrant breeze blows, and the fish are eager to follow. There is no goggle on the water under the corridor, and a few lotus stick out of the water, swaying.

In one of the windows, through countless gauze curtains, the sun shines on the incense burner, and the smoke is lingering. A green white jade finger gently touches the cup. The jade cup is picked up by two fingers and gently brought to the mouth.

His thin lips were slightly parted, and the voice he made was as clear and refreshing as the sweet spring in the mountains, making people intoxicated.

"Song, are you saying that the boss of that kind of food, Lu, didn't call on everyone to grow food together?"

Sitting at the foot of the steps was the noble and proud Tu Shansong. He nodded and looked at the jade steps: "It's just as my uncle said."

Tu Shanyong smiled slightly: "That's right. Business people sell jobs because they are short of work. This boss does not deserve the title of 'boss'."

Having said that, he seemed very proud and squinted at Tu Shansong for a while: "After all, you still lack some beauty. You have been here for so long and only found out about such a trivial matter. You really let down your bloodline."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and said, "I'm tired, please step back."

Tu Shansong bowed down and left the room. A boy in his teens came over. The two looked at each other and didn't say much. It wasn't until they left the palace for a long time that Li Shubai asked:

"But the princess?" Song shook her head: "The princess is most afraid of thunder, but boss Lu is not afraid at all. The princess is not good at management, but boss Lu is very scheming and compassionate."

In just a few years, Li Shubai suddenly grew from a young boy to a grown-up man, without any trace of his former appearance.

"That's not right. Shadow said that her breath, her way of speaking, and even her eyes are very similar! Their names are the same!" Li Shubai said anxiously. Since he practiced Qingqiu Secret Technique with Tu Shansong, his His body changed, and in times of great difficulty, he was able to pull out the shadows, like a gecko cutting off its tail to survive.

Shadow can't speak and usually only draws some symbols on the ground to communicate with Li Shubai. He doesn't eat much and just likes to look at the moon. However, it understands horse language and sometimes understands horses better than Li Shubai.

Even Tu Shansong couldn't completely decipher the conversation between it and the horse.

Tu Shansong breathed a sigh of relief: "The shadow is different from the world we see. Maybe he is also wrong."

Li Shubai nodded thoughtfully, and the two of them immediately walked out of the palace side by side. Although Tu Shansong didn't say anything on the surface, a closer look at his eyebrows showed that he looked very worried.

"Where's the shadow?" he asked casually.

"He died for me last time. I thought he would never come back this time." Li Shubai held a sword in his hand. Under Song's careful instruction, he soon became one of the best swordsmen in Qingqiu. " Now that he is back and injured, I will allow him to play freely for a few days!"

Tu Shansong nodded, and the two of them said a few more words, and then returned to their respective seats. There is no need to elaborate on the rest.

But Lu Xinyi said that after looking at the crops, he felt that there was nothing wrong, so he drank tea under the pavilion.

Hua Lu was reading the account book:

"Huahua Theater made a profit of 3,000 yuan this month. Together with the profit made before, excluding costs and losses, the cumulative net profit is 8,000 yuan."

Lu Xinyi nodded and cracked melon seeds: "The monthly salary is only 200, so it is still profitable to do business!"

Hualu laughed dryly, closed the account book, and leaned forward: "Old... boss, but after we buy land and farm it..."

"How?" Lu Xinyi raised his eyebrows and spit out two melon seed peels.

"I lost five thousand dollars."

Lu Xinyi almost spat out a mouthful of old blood: "I just planted some land, why do I have to pay so much!"

Hua Lian looked embarrassed: "Grain seeds are already expensive, not to mention that we have missed the best planting time. This time, we have suffered too much loss. This is also based on today's grain prices, regardless of the estimated value of the output. It was concluded. In fact..."

Lu Xinyi turned to look at her, and she uttered a few words with difficulty: "Actually, we are having difficulty with cash flow now."

Xin Yi shook his head: "Sure enough, the boss is in the bubble economy..."

Although the business of the theater is good, it doesn't make much money. In this backward era, we don't pay attention to the protection of intellectual property rights. Within a few days of a good show, other theaters will take turns to stage it, and the profits are really thin!

"How about we sell the fields!" The guys all gave this suggestion.