Jin Yu Dynasty

"In a hurry to find Adjutant Xuan to complain?"

Fu San still has this bit of cleverness, so he shook his head quickly, "No, no, what happened tonight, a small word... dare not reveal a single word."

Bai Xuelan smiled slightly, "You're a bit smart."

With a wink, a guard ran out, got three small long wooden boxes from somewhere, and handed them to Fu San.

Fu San picked it up in a daze, still not sure what was going on, when Bai Xuelan's voice came from above her head, and said, "Didn't your mother want to drink a month old ginseng soup? Here are a few of them that are in good condition, and they are available in the market. You can’t even buy it in your spare time, so I’ll give it to you as a tribute. lest you, a bastard, have no money to buy it and steal chickens and dogs in the mansion.”

Fu San's tears had already stopped, but now he looked down at these things in his arms, and suddenly burst out of his eyes.