Unlimited estates for rural beauty-Chapter 80 Kneeling Down to Beg for the First Slot (8)
Feng Xuxu chuckled upon hearing this, "I’ve thought about that before, and it won’t work. First, their roots are here. Second, even if they sell us the land and houses, have you ever considered that if we buy so much land and there’s no one to farm it, what then?"
Yingsu nodded in admiration after listening. The young lady was more thoughtful than herself, no wonder the master had assigned herself and Baihe to protect her.
By late noon, the eldest brother finally returned with the ox cart team. The joyous news was that the watermelons they had taken to the town sold unexpectedly well. They cut open a watermelon to let people taste for free—a sweet bite of watermelon was perfect for quenching one’s thirst and beating the heat in the scorching sun. After the merchants and the house servants of the wealthy families in town got wind of it, they all came out to buy, and not a single one of the three thousand pounds of watermelon remained unsold.
"Big brother, you’ve worked hard," Feng Xuxu said, feeling guilty as she saw her brother’s face sunburned bright red.
"Little sister, the three thousand pounds of watermelons we brought to town today sold out quickly. It’s a shame we don’t have more ox carts, or I could have brought even more," the eldest brother said excitedly, not noticing the change in Feng Xuxu’s expression.
After washing up, the eldest brother excitedly grabbed Feng Xuxu’s hand and said, "Little sister, you have no idea. The rich families in town bought hundreds of pounds at once, some even a thousand pounds. Even those who are slightly better off could afford to buy two. He was so thrilled that he spoke animatedly, as Feng Xuxu quietly listened at his side, chiming in from time to time, and thus the siblings spent their time fantasizing about the future.
The nights of summer always seemed to come a little later. Feng Xuxu crossed the small bridge to the garden and sat in the pavilion, quietly gazing at the crescent moon in the sky. The bright moonlight shone through the vines onto the ground, casting a twinkling dance of shadows. Lost in thought as she stared at the moon, she suddenly heard a thumping sound, as if something had struck the ground. Feng Xuxu stood up and slowly walked around the pavilion, approaching the edge of the surrounding wall.
"... Mmmph!" Feng Xuxu’s mouth was covered from behind, and she frantically scratched at the hand clasping her mouth.
"Don’t move. If you make a sound, I’ll snap your neck," a low and piercing voice drifted into Feng Xuxu’s ears. Unable to break free, she ceased her struggle and nodded to indicate she wouldn’t cause trouble.
The man released Feng Xuxu and took a step back before collapsing to the ground. Feng Xuxu turned around and, through the moonlight, saw the man on the ground, his white clothes stained blood red. The man on the ground was staring intently at Feng Xuxu like a panther, ready to thrust the dagger in his hand towards her at the slightest movement.
Pouting her lips, Feng Xuxu, of course, wouldn’t be foolish enough to scream for help. She pondered whether or not to save this person who threatened her. After all, it was a human life, yet she feared it might bring future trouble.
Caught in a dilemma, the man on the ground finally fainted from being unable to sustain himself any longer. Feng Xuxu cautiously checked for breath and, finding it faint but present, ran out to fetch Baihe and Yingsu. Once they arrived and saw the man, they looked nervously around, and after ascertaining there was nothing suspicious, they carried him to one of the side rooms in Lotus Garden. "What should we do, miss? It looks like a sword wound, and from the notorious Xiangyun Sword, no less," Yingsu surmised after inspecting the wound, puzzled at how the young lady could have crossed paths with this person. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
Feng Xuxu was at a loss, and Yingsu pointed at the wounded man’s injury and explained, "The Xiangyun Sword is different from other swords; it has a serrated edge near the tip. When the sword is stabbed into the body, it is like any other sword, but when it is pulled out, the serrations move with the blade. At that moment, the serrations tear the flesh out from the body, and most who are injured by this sword end up dying, which is why it is also called the ’evil sword’."
Feng Xuxu rubbed her forehead. Just watching the moon at home had led to an encounter with an assassin. Surely, she couldn’t be this lucky.
