After falling in love with the general online, I won by doing nothing

Murong Yi slapped the table angrily: "Oh, even if you can't get away with it, you can't get away with it."

"Don't argue, the most important thing now is to find military advisor Rong Sheng. As long as he comes back, everything can turn around."

"I'll leave this matter to you, let's go today!" Murong Yi said and left.

In the big tent, everyone looked at each other, and finally all had sad faces.

Rong Sheng was not a military man. He was able to serve as a military advisor because of the prince's intention, saying that he was asked to assist the third prince, but the third prince was very displeased with him.

No one knew where he was now.

"Before leaving, Military Advisor Rong Sheng told us not to act rashly and to defend but not attack. Now we can only pray that he can return as soon as possible!"

"But what about His Highness?"

"What His Highness, what Commander, he is just a prince with no ability. If he hadn't insisted on his own way, how could we have come to this point?"

"Does he really think that Qin Yuchuan can be poisoned to death by just sending a few people to poison him?"

"If that were the case, he would have died countless times. Can he still be hailed as the 'God of War'?"

Outside the mountain hut, Murong Yan sat in the yard while Rong Sheng was busy.

Yan Lan followed behind Murong Yan, "Your Highness, Lord Rong Sheng is so good to you!"

Murong Yan touched her belly and smiled without saying anything.

The child should be born next month, and then they can return to southern Xinjiang together.

"How is the front line now?"

Yan Lan: "The situation on the front line is not optimistic. The third prince insisted on a strong attack and suffered heavy losses."

"It is expected. He is unlikely to achieve great things."

Murong Yan was not surprised. Murong Yi did not have any ability.

But he was praised by the people around him, which made him arrogant.

People like him are not suitable for leading troops to fight. This time it was just his mother's idea.

His little tricks are not enough on the battlefield.

Rong Sheng brought Murong Yan a cup of tea, "Drink some water."

Murong Yan took the teacup, "Aren't you anxious?"

Rong Sheng: "Your Highness is joking. What should I be anxious about?"

Murong Yan: "Murong Yi is looking forward to your return now. You are here every day to serve tea and water for me. Don't you think it's a waste of talent?"

"How could it be? What does the battlefield have to do with me? I am willing to follow your Highness." Rong Sheng said.

Murong Yan: "It's getting late now, and we should prepare to go back."

Rong Sheng: "I understand, I will plan everything. Your Highness, take a good rest and give birth to the baby with peace of mind. I will leave everything else to you."

"Then I'll leave it to you."

…

When Feng Qingyi came to Shengjing again, the teahouse had been renovated.

Because it takes a lot of money to buy tables, chairs and benches, Feng Qingyi thought it would be better to make do with what she has for now and replace it with new ones when she makes a profit.

At present, she only bought some tablecloths and some simple and elegant decorations to decorate the teahouse.

When Xu Linghe came to the restaurant, she saw Feng Qingyi cleaning alone.

"Qingyi, let me help you!"

Feng Qingyi smiled and said, "No, sit down, I have cleaned everything here."

"What are these?" Xu Linghe pointed to the two large boxes on the ground.

Feng Qingyi said, "I bought tablecloths and some decorations to decorate this place, especially the private room on the third floor."

Xu Linghe: "Then I'll help you."

After Feng Qingyi put the broom away, she opened the cardboard box, which contained some decorative paintings and tablecloths.

"This green tablecloth is pretty and feels comfortable, but what are these transparent ones?" Xu Linghe asked curiously.

"Put these on the tablecloth to make it waterproof, so you don't have to wash it often."

Fortunately, she had estimated the size of the table before, and now the tablecloth and waterproof pad are very suitable.

"Oh, so that's the case, then let's put the tablecloth on the first floor first." Xu Linghe was eager to try.

Feng Qingyi nodded, "Then let's get started!"

The two quickly put tablecloths and waterproof pads on these tables.

They also rearranged the tables and chairs that were previously placed in a mess, and now they look much more orderly.

Finally, the two of them moved the decorative paintings to the third floor. Considering that they were opening a teahouse in Shengjing, some of the paintings Feng Qingyi bought were more ancient landscape paintings.

After hanging these paintings, the whole box felt more upscale.

"Qingyi, this is great! But have you thought about the name of this teahouse?" Xu Linghe asked.

Feng Qingyi: "How about calling it Penglaiju?"

Xu Linghe: "The name Penglaiju sounds intimidating, but does it have any meaning?"

"It's a pleasure to have friends from afar, which is homophonic to 'penglai'. After all, this teahouse is a place to meet friends for tea."

Xu Linghe gave a thumbs up, "Qingyi is great, I think this name is very suitable."

Feng Qingyi: "It's suitable. It will take a few days to make the plaque. We have to recruit employees during these few days. When everything is ready, we can officially open."

Xu Linghe: "It's easy to find an accountant or a waiter. I'll go and I'll be there tomorrow."

Feng Qingyi: "Thank you so much, let's go find a place to make the plaque now."

"Qingyi, are you going to write the words on this plaque yourself?" Xu Linghe asked.

Feng Qingyi shook her head. She didn't know the words here, how could she write?

"Isn't there anyone who is responsible for writing the words at the place where the plaque is made?"

Xu Linghe said: "They are only responsible for rubbing and making."

Not long after Feng Qingyi and Xu Linghe walked out, they ran into Zhao Yiqing.

Zhao Yiqing took the initiative to greet the two of them, "Miss Feng, Miss Xu meet again!"

Xu Linghe looked at Zhao Yiqing, "Mr. Zhao, I have something to ask you for help, I wonder if you have time today?"

"What does Miss Xu want to see Zhao for?" Zhao Yiqing asked.

Xu Linghe looked at Feng Qingyi, and Feng Qingyi understood, "Mr. Zhao, it's like this, can you please write a few words for us?"

"Write?" Zhao Yiqing was a little confused.

Xu Linghe explained: "It's like this, Qingyi is going to open a teahouse, and now she needs to make a plaque."

"But we haven't found anyone to write the words on the plaque yet, could you please help, Mr. Zhao?"

Zhao Yiqing: "If you two don't mind, of course you can."

Xu Linghe: "We are very grateful that you are willing to help, not to mention that Mr. Zhao is an expert in both calligraphy and painting, how could we mind!"

"The calligraphy and painting studio is in front, please follow me." Zhao Yiqing walked in front and led the way.