Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 6914 White Deer Cave

Beijing.

In a room in Zhongyonghou's mansion.

Zi Yan sat on a chair, and the desktop in front of her was full of dossier materials from all over the place.

She looked at it for a long time, and couldn't help stretching out her hands, closing her eyes, and kneading her eye sockets with her fingers to relieve eye fatigue.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Zi Yan knew who was knocking on the door.

"I'm back from England."

Luo Xingchen took off the outer coat and hung it on the hanger.

"What did Zhao Shang say?" Zi Yan raised her head and asked.

"British Lord Zhao Shang is short of money, he wants to dispose of a batch of antique calligraphy and paintings..."

It was no surprise that Luo Xingchen called Ziyan by Zhao Shang's name.

Ziyan basically doesn't have a good impression of these nobles who rely on their own money.

"If the price is right, you can buy it." Zi Yan said directly.

"That's what I thought...but there are other problems." Luo Xingchen frowned.

"what is the problem?"

"Antique calligraphy and paintings don't belong to British Duke Zhao Shang alone, and more than half belong to the Supreme Emperor..."

"Does the emperor know?"

"Informed."

"Then why hesitate? Ask someone to evaluate the price and let Shen Biyu do it."

"Okay, I'll go find her tomorrow."

Luo Xingchen didn't need to go into too much detail, and he didn't even need to tell Ziyan why he wanted to buy this batch of goods. This was the benefit of getting along with smart people.

"By the way, since you have contacted Zhao Shang, find an opportunity to talk to him and ask him to cooperate with us to do something." Ziyan said.

"I've already told him that he agreed to help me. The first thing to do is to contact Tanglin Academy in the next few days to hold a poetry meeting."

"That's right, you're better than blue now."

Zi Yan was quite satisfied with Luo Xingchen's performance. He was smarter than she imagined. It was amazing that he could think of using the energy of British Duke Zhao Shang to do things without her prior instructions.

"Master taught me well." Luo Xingchen said with a smile.

Ziyan has taught Luo Xingchen many things, so in a sense, he is Luo Xingchen's master.

However, Ziyan can call herself that, but Luo Xingchen doesn't want Luo Xingchen to call her that.

"You should call me sister, don't call me master, call me old." After Zi Yan said, she stretched her waist, her figure was curvaceous, graceful and full of charm.

"Sister Ziyan is peerless, she won't grow old." Luo Xingchen leaned against the seat.

"Your mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter now, well, kid, this booklet is for you."

Ziyan took out a booklet from the pile of books and threw it in front of Luo Xingchen.

"What booklet is this?"

Luo Xingchen glanced at it and found that there was not a single word on the cover.

"Look for yourself." Zi Yan continued to read the document with her head buried, but she didn't have time to explain it to him.

Seeing that Ziyan ignored him, Luo Xingchen picked up the booklet by himself and opened it to read.

The inside is not written with a brush, but written with a hard pen.

This hard pen needs to use special black ink or blue ink.

He remembered that his mother had a name for this kind of hard pen, which was called a fountain pen.

But in the end it was called a hard brush to distinguish it from a brush that uses soft bristles as the tip.

This is not easy to get. It took a long time for the Science and Technology Park to make the technology truly mature.

Because it is not easy to make, it is expensive, and there are not many people who really own hard pens.

Luo Xingchen looked at the booklet carefully, and soon got into it.

This booklet records a lot of Ziyan's own unique skills, including some martial arts of the Ziyan Club, the technique of disguise, the technique of poisonous poisoning, and even tactics, opinions on war, etc...

It's just that the booklet is incomplete, it's just the first booklet.

"That's all? Is there any more?" Luo Xingchen flipped through more than 30 pages in total, and quickly finished it.

"I haven't written it yet. I've been busy recently, so I don't have time to write... Besides, aren't these things enough for you to learn?" Zi Yan glanced at him sideways.

"That's enough. It's just these little stories about conspiracy. It's interesting to watch. I want to read a few more." Luo Xingchen said with a smile.

"I'll talk about it later, not now!"

Zi Yan put down the scroll in her hand, and said slowly: "Okay, tomorrow, I will take you to a place to do a big event."

"What's the big deal?" Luo Xingchen suddenly became nervous. Zi Yan called it a big deal. What kind of thing can reach this level?

"Just follow me, don't ask me anything else, will I still harm you?" Zi Yan raised the corners of her lips.

"Okay, sister Ziyan, you have the final say." Luo Xingchen had no choice but to say.

……

In the early morning of the second day, while Luo Xingchen was still asleep, there was a knock on the door.

He opened his eyes and saw that it was still dark outside, and the sun had not yet risen.

And last night, Zi Yan, who was free, taught him some martial arts and guided him to train at the same time. After tossing until very late, all the muscles in his body were sore.

She thought she could sleep a little longer, but Zi Yan knocked on the door so early.

"Get up, wait for me." Luo Xingchen got up and yelled.

"Hurry up, I'll wait for you in the wing."

After a while, Luo Xingchen, who had finished washing up and ate a few steamed buns, followed Ziyan out the door.

Riding on horseback, Luo Xingchen yawned, squinted his eyes and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go to the north of the city." Zi Yan said lightly.

"Why go to the north of the city?"

Luo Xingchen turned a few thoughts in his mind, thinking about what is special about the north of the city, but he was stunned and couldn't figure it out.

"When you arrive, you'll understand." Ziyan deliberately kept her secret, but didn't say anything.

The same goes for Luo Xingchen, sometimes Ziyan's temperament is so bad, except for her mother Yang Ruoqing who can make her tell the truth, no one else can do it.

Along the way, Luo Xingchen kept his mouth shut and did not speak. The sun had not risen this morning, and it was the coldest time of the day...

This year's capital city is particularly cold in winter, but there are not many pedestrians on the road, only the crisp sound of horseshoes echoing on the street.

Fortunately, Ziyan took the main road, not those remote trails, otherwise, Luo Xingchen would not know what shameful thing Ziyan wanted to do.

Until the speed of the little red horse under Ziyan became slower and slower, Luo Xingchen was sure from this that they were about to reach their destination.

And in this direction, in his memory, there is only one famous place.

That is Bailudong Academy, one of the four major academies in Beijing.

It is said to be the four major academies, but in fact, the other three academies combined cannot compare with the branch of Tangling Academy in the capital, let alone the headquarters of Tangling Academy in the south of the Yangtze River.

Everyone in the world says that there are four famous scholars in the world, and Tanglin Academy is the third.

This is the reality that Tanglin Academy can run rampant in the world and be unparalleled.

In Bailudong Academy, the archway outside looks quite dilapidated, and the red paint has peeled off in many places.

On the bluestone road outside the door, there are weeds growing between the gaps, and the hanging wooden plaques are also somewhat chipped.

(End of this chapter)