Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Chapter 323 Painting Borrows the Spring Breeze to Depict Jade Beauty

Chapter 323 Painting Borrows Spring Breeze to Depict Jade Beauty

Sipping fragrant tea, Yang Jianwu and Lu Qiao chatted about everything from poetry, literature, and music to the development blueprint of Dongli. They reasoned that there was no need for long conversations; they simply enjoyed their drinks and became thoroughly intoxicated.

They felt an instant connection and regret for not having met sooner.

"Qiao'er, you should go out more often and not let the inner quarters confine you."

A glimmer of hope flashed in Lu Qiao's eyes, which then dimmed again.

Who wouldn't want to go out and about? But young ladies from wealthy families rarely leave their homes...

"Easier said than done."

"Once you dare to take the first step, the rest will be much easier!"

Lu Qiao put down her teacup and asked seriously, "How do we take the first step?"

Yang Jianwu sat up straight. "Let's start with food, just like now!"

"eat?!"

"right!!"

Yang Jianwu led Lu Qiao to the backyard of Huashuiyuefang.

If the front building of Huashuiyuefang is a glittering money pit, then the backyard is a beautiful ink painting that appeals to both the refined and the common, imbued with a sweet and ancient charm.

The artificial hills are scattered, with moss growing among the sharp, grayish-blue stone patterns, and new green shoots are already emerging. Newly sprouted vines hang down from the crevices of the stones.

The cinnabar plum tree leans against the mountain rocks, its gnarled branches outlined like ink lines against the sky, its tips adorned with crimson buds.

A few impatient blossoms have already fully unfurled, their layers upon layers resembling cut red silk, their golden stamens reaching out to the chilly spring breeze, reflecting a warm, soft light onto the mountain rocks.

"This place is so beautiful!"

The moonlit gate is filled with fragrance; the painting borrows the spring breeze to depict jade-like blossoms.

Lu Qiao had attended many flower viewing parties, but none of them were as stunning as the one before her.

"What a talented woman! She can speak so eloquently."

"You flatter me with your sword dance."

Yang Jianwu admired him from the bottom of her heart, knowing that her knowledge was accumulated over two lifetimes.

Lu Qiao's words, born from the moment he was there, are all gems of wisdom and skill.

"Sword Dance, are we going to admire the flowers here?"

Yang Jianwu didn't stop walking. "Just admiring flowers is no fun. It's only good with food and drink."

Hibiscus, who was following behind, froze as unpleasant memories flooded her mind.

"Miss, are you sure you want to drink?!"

Yang Jianwu said awkwardly, "I only said 'food and drink,' not that I really wanted to drink alcohol. Why be so pedantic?"

Lu Qiao covered her mouth with her sleeve, finding it rare to see a servant scolding her master without the master getting angry.

Mu Jin rolled her eyes. Don't think she didn't know what her mistress was thinking. She'd better keep a close eye on her later.

Passing through the moon gate filled with the fragrance of plum blossoms, a 30-square-meter open space made of blue bricks suddenly appears.

The lawn is surrounded by benches made of old wood, with a few clumps of kale and primroses scattered in the corners, their purple leaves and pale yellow buds dotting the still-green lawn.

A barbecue grill made of firebricks was specially laid out in the center of the open space, with a rotating grill made from the body of a repeating crossbow.

Several maids nearby were still cutting and skewering meat.

There are hot pot restaurants in the capital that serve raw meat. Lu Qiao ate there once and found it to be excellent.

But in front of...

Lu Qiao stared at the table full of raw meat but no hot pot, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly. Was she really going to have to eat this raw?

That's too barbaric...

"Joe, today I'll let you try something new."

"Sword Dance, do we want to eat those?"

Lu Qiao pointed timidly at the pile of meat, hesitant to take a bite.

"Yes, let's have barbecue."

Yang Jianwu excitedly directed Mu Jin to help; she hadn't had skewers in a long time and was craving them.

Lu Qiao saw Yang Jianwu using the tip of her dagger to light a tinderbox to ignite the charcoal stove. The dagger, forged from fine steel, was incredibly sharp, and her cunning eyes were reflected in its surface.

This dagger is clearly a treasure.

Seeing the lit charcoal fire again, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief; as long as it wasn't eaten raw, it was fine.

A few years ago, I ate roasted meat during an autumn hunt. It was dry and tough, as hard as a rock and difficult to swallow.

Now that Jianwu has invited us to eat barbecue, we should eat it no matter how bad it tastes, so as not to disappoint her.

After the dagger was used to light the charcoal fire, it became covered in ash and was left aside by Yang Jianwu.

Lu Qiao picked up the handkerchief next to her, wiped the dagger clean, and put it back in its sheath.

"If General Yang knew that you used a dagger for self-defense to start a fire, he would definitely chase you around Zhuque Street three times with the 'Admonitions for Women'."

Yang Jianwu shook her index finger slightly, pointing to the dagger that had been cleanly sheathed.

"Don't accuse me without solid evidence."

Lu Qiao was taken aback, then smiled calmly.

Yes, the evidence has been destroyed; I even cleaned it myself.

A figure flashed past the moon gate, and Mu Jin said, "Miss, His Highness Prince Ning has arrived."

"Ah."

Yang Jianwu's hands didn't stop; he started skewering the meat.

Lu Qiao and her maids quickly bowed, "This humble woman greets Your Highness Prince Ning."

Mo Ye gestured with one hand to support her, saying, "Miss Lu, no need for formalities."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

"Oh, Qiao'er, don't be so polite. Brother Ye is one of us."

"We've finally carved out a safe haven; anyone who dares to abuse their privileges, get them out!"

"Little Wu'er, don't lead others astray."

Yang Jianwu tilted her head back and turned her neck twice, clenching her fist with one hand until her fingers cracked, and looked at Mo Ye with a smile, "You want to hit someone, what should I do?"

"After eating a couple more skewers, I won't want to fight anymore."

Mo Ye took the initiative to help; in front of Xiao Wu'er, there was no problem that food couldn't solve.

Hongyun went to the side to help skewer the meat. "It's been a long time since I've had Miss Yang's grilled skewers. I'm in for a treat today. I'm going to have a lot of them."

"We've prepared plenty today, so eat as much as you like."

"Thank you, Miss Yang."

Lu Qiao looked around, then moved to Yang Jianwu's side and asked in a low voice, "Jianwu, isn't this against the rules?"

Yang Jianwu directly threw the question at Mo Ye, "Your Highness Prince Ning, what do you say?"

Lu Qiao looked embarrassed; Jian Wu was really something else...

"Qiao'er, our Prince Ning is very skilled in martial arts. He heard your whispers very clearly."

"This……"

A blush of embarrassment and annoyance crept onto Lu Qiao's pretty face. "I'm sorry, Your Highness, I didn't mean it."

"No problem."

Yang Jianwu was hoping that Mo Ye could exchange a few more words with Lu Qiao, but this guy really didn't deliver.

"Qiao'er, you have to listen to Prince Ning when you're on his territory. This is a relaxed place, so put away your manners and rules for now."

"Uh...yes..."

"Today, none of us are Your Highness or Miss; we are simply gluttons."

"A gluttonous guest?"

Lu Qiao savored the food, saying, "Gluttons are fond of food, and gluttonous guests are guests who can eat, love to eat, and know how to eat. That's a perfect description!"

Mo Ye missed his little shadow when he saw him disappear.

"Where is Puyang Xuan? We've been here for so long and haven't seen him."

Yang Jianwu sprinkled seasoning on the meat, and the aroma instantly filled the air.

"Have him help me look into some things; he'll be back in a couple of days."

"If you need any help, please don't hesitate to ask."

"necessary."

Hongyun made a very soft "gulp" sound in his throat, "It smells so good!"

Yang Jianwu poked the meat with an iron skewer. "Almost done, just bear with it a little longer."

Mo Ye seemed to have just noticed the rotating grill...

In a moment of panic, my voice cracked.

"Little Wu'er!"

Yang Jianwu shuddered in fright and said in a wronged tone, "Why are you shouting so loudly? I can hear you."