Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 423 Five Orcs of Lower-Class Slaves (5)

Before exchanging food with the sparrow spirit, Song Yuesheng first tasted a piece of osmanthus cake.

tasty.

Right.

The vendors who can open their businesses in the royal city must have the best quality and taste.

So is it because the journey is too long or the publicity is not adequate?

Ok……

Four male protagonists, four different positions.

Taking into account the possibility of leaflets being lost, distributed in bulk, and carried by winged orcs during distribution, there must be at least one hundred leaflets in each place.

Add to that the spare leaflets and time considerations...

Song Yuesheng covered his face resignedly.

Sorry for the trouble, painter.

After sorting out his thoughts, Song Yuesheng changed Bai Xu's medicine early the next morning and went to find all the painters in the royal city.

Unified Talk: Chief Chai Que attaches great importance to this sacrificial day and wants other tribes to see the glory of the Zhongli tribe. After drawing the flyers, the fee for each person will be calculated based on the number of drawings.

The name Chai Que is particularly useful.

Thirty-five orc painters readily agreed.

The painting took place in one of the painters' studio.

Song Yuesheng originally wanted to bring them into the palace, but no one agreed.

She got the drawing paper for the flyers from the paper-cutting bureau in the palace.

Two large boxes.

She couldn't lift it.

So Song Yuesheng told the palace servants the address and asked them to help carry it over.

"Dear painters, please draw according to this drawing."

Song Yuesheng took out the promotional picture he drew last night.

The pictures are simple.

Including sacrificial flames, food, and firefly grasslands.

The red color is rouge.

The main body highlights the eight big characters "Sacrifice to the God of Fire and enjoyment by all the people".

Painters, you look at me, I look at you.

They could almost see suspicion on each other's faces.

One of the brave painters asked, "Girl, did the chief really say that he wanted to use this painting to attract people from other tribes?"

Song Yuesheng remained calm: "Of course."

"I know that you are all famous painters, and this painting is a bit difficult for you. I haven't told Chai Que about your existence yet, so this is your last chance to refuse."

"It's a quarter of an hour. I won't disturb you from thinking."

After Song Yuesheng finished speaking, he temporarily left the house.

As time passed, painters left one after another.

In their view, Song Yuesheng is a human, and no matter how Chai Que tries to balance the relationship between orcs and humans, he will not give the human race too much power.

But if you paint something weird like this, your reputation will be ruined.

When Song Yuesheng returned, only five painters were left, including the owner of the house.

Ask a deeper question.

These are all unknown painters.

They want to give it a try.

But for Song Yuesheng, the reason for staying is not important, the number of people is the most important.

One more person means one less workload.

There is a painter here.

The colors on the promotional images can be redesigned.

Song Yuesheng has never used a brush to paint.

In order to improve efficiency, five painters drew the picture, leaving the text part, and then she wrote the inscription.

Also, a painter in Firefly Grassland has a very rich variety of pigments at home.

Six people carried the box over.

This saves you from running back and forth after the paint runs out.

**

Royal Palace, Council Hall.

"You mean she took two boxes of drawing paper?"

Chai Que put down the memorial and looked at the palace servant in the paper-cutting bureau.

The palace maid bowed and answered respectfully, "Yes, clan leader. A total of 960 pieces, equivalent to 3,646 glazed stones."

"According to the servant who came back, the drawing paper was sent to the art gallery on Yongding Street, where there are unusually many painters."

Done.

The palace maid knelt directly on the ground and spoke earnestly.

"Chief, she is still a human, so don't trust her easily. I hope you won't be deceived by such treacherous people."

Chai Que pondered for a moment and then spoke.

"You go back first. I will handle this matter properly."

"Yes."

Not having a definite answer is tantamount to leaving things alone.

The palace maids were full of doubts.

What is the importance of this human woman?

I heard that he went to the Imperial Physician's Office to get something yesterday.

Chai Que picked out the last one from the reviewed memorials.

The above is Elder Lan’s self-narration.

He said that he was busy with the sacrifice and could not help Miss Song, so he handed over the relevant matters to his son Lan You.

He rubbed his fingers.

Nine hundred and sixty sheets of drawing paper are a huge number. What did she want to draw by asking those painters?

Two quarters of an hour later.

Chai Que came to the art gallery on Yongding Street.

But it was all in vain.

The waiter at the gallery said that the six people had left for a while.

The servant didn't know where to go.

Forget it.

The prophecy pictures all say that the Saint and she will appear at the same time.

It didn't really make sense for him to look for her and ask her what she was doing.

However, Chai Que did not expect that Song Yuesheng would come to him with drawing paper two days later.

She slammed the drawing paper on the table.

"I need orcs who can fly to scatter these blueprints in the royal cities of the four tribes of Dongyu, Xiping, Nanqiang, and Beiwei. They have very high status. Only when people from these four tribes come, the appearance of the Saint will not be so abrupt."

Chai Que looked at the painting above.

If there were some doubts about her identity as a person from another world before, then this painting can completely prove it.

A school of painting I have never seen before.

But it looks attractive.

He placed the drawings on the table and asked, "You drew nine hundred and sixty?"

Song Yuesheng blinked slightly.

Then, she shook her head and denied it: "Let me correct you. The painting was done by five artists, and the words were written by me. My painting is not good, and it cannot be used for publicity."

"Hey, Chai Que, you haven't said yet..."

Song Yuesheng covered his mouth and yawned.

She rubbed her eyes and continued, "You haven't said whether you agree to send orcs to distribute the blueprints."

"Take this jade token and go find Nishang and Lanyou. They will help you arrange it."

Chai Que placed the fish-patterned jade pendant on the table and looked at her.

"Didn't you sleep well?"

"Nonsense. The same thing would happen if you slept for two hours in two days."

"Two hours?!"

Chai Que was shocked.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Song Yuesheng looked at him strangely: "The day of sacrifice is coming soon. Didn't you agree with the first method of luring the saint here? Let's go, I'm going to find Nishang and the others."

Chai Que was speechless.

He didn't expect her to take it so seriously.

At this moment, a "plop" sound caught Chai Que's attention.

The girl who was talking just now fainted on the ground.

Considering the two hours just mentioned, Chai Que carried her to the side hall with guilt in his heart.

He wanted to find the saint.

But I didn't want innocent people to lose their lives.

Chai Que carefully put Song Yuesheng on the bed.

At this moment, she suddenly pulled me onto the bed.

She rolled over and pressed on top of him.

"Candied Haws." Song Yuesheng murmured softly.

what?

Chai Que was stunned.

The hot and wet touch crept up his neck.

She she she she...lick...

His lips were slightly parted.

The Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

Suddenly.

Chai Que's pupils shrank.

"Why can't I bite the candied haws?"

There was some confusion in her murmurs.

Chai Que felt his mouth was dry.

I feel hot in my heart.

The strangeness in his body made him feel unfamiliar.

He pushed Song Yuesheng away violently.

then.

Escape in panic.

As the door opened and closed vigorously, Song Yuesheng opened his eyes and lazily covered himself with the quilt.

Next time when performing, I should find a good angle and kiss on the lips.

Well.

Adam's apple is also good.