I have ten trillion licking dog gold

How do I say I love you?
wrong.

Does love need to be spoken aloud?
Sweet words and vows of eternal love are something 90% of people can do; all it takes is a thick skin, and it requires no skill.

But why is true love still so hard to find?
Again.

Don't look at what they say, look at what they do.

Love that only stays on your lips isn't true love.

When mountains lose their edges, when rivers cease to flow, when time stands still, when day and night are indistinguishable, when all things in heaven and earth vanish into nothingness...

Correct.

These are the lyrics.

But for you, I'd even dare to replicate the Imperial Seal of the State!
you tell me.

This.

Is it called love?
To be honest, someone was truly moved by Fujiwara Reiki's feelings, so much so that even after returning to his homeland and sitting on the sofa in the Chunqiu Hua Mansion, he was still unable to calm down.

He had only mentioned it casually in conversation, never expecting the other person to take it to heart and, within just a few days, manage to put it into practice.

When it comes to replicating technology, China dares to claim to be number one, and no one dares to claim to be number two. But so far, why has no one dared to covet this treasure?

Fearing divine retribution.

The person's fate cannot bear it.

This thing has such profound significance for the Chinese nation that even if it were a fake, no one would dare to copy it.

It doesn't matter.

Over a billion people dare not.

But I dare.

If you want to become Qin Shi Huang, I'll lend you a hand.

Is this true?

Upon hearing the Taoist nun's question, Mr. Jiang, overwhelmed with mixed feelings, couldn't help but smile.

When they got back, they did nothing but stare at the "Imperial Seal of the State" on the coffee table for a long time.

Fortunately, he was a person with legal status and was traveling on a private plane; otherwise, he would most likely have been detained.

What do you think?

"I've never seen it."

"..."

Sister Daoist nun, you are always so insightful and clear-headed.

"I've never seen it either."

This thing that has captivated the entire nation for thousands of years—who has ever actually seen the real thing?

Answer me.

Has anyone seen it?
and so.

Mr. Jiang is not qualified to arbitrarily say that this is a fake.

of course.

It is absolutely impossible to have it tested.

Whether it's true or not, he didn't touch it at all. From Japan to his return home, the Taoist nun carried it the whole way. After all, the Taoist nun was beyond the Three Realms and the Five Elements, so she wasn't afraid of the invasion of mysterious forces.

The Taoist nun picked up the jade seal again, and at this moment, Boss Jiang, sitting next to her, could see it more clearly.

The jade, measuring four inches in diameter, is as lustrous and smooth as solidified fat. According to legend, it was either a piece of fine jade from Lantian or the He Shi Bi jade of Bian He. Five dragons intertwine and coil around each other, their scales and claws clearly defined, exuding imperial majesty. Especially noteworthy is the bird-and-insect seal script written by Li Si, its strokes flowing and its style vigorous. A gilded inlay on its left corner is a mark from when Empress Dowager Xiaoyuan angrily threw it to the ground at the end of the Western Han Dynasty, damaging it and subsequently repairing it with gold…

With Mr. Jiang's knowledge, he really can't see any flaws at the moment.

With money and power, you can really make anything.

wrong.

It's not entirely about being rich and powerful.

The powerful and wealthy class in China is quite large, no weaker than that in Japan. So why is it that while there are all sorts of fakes, the Imperial Seal of the State has remained completely unknown for thousands of years?

"I'll take it back and show it to my master."

As the Taoist nun spoke, she put the jade seal back into the box and made sure to wrap it in yellow cloth.

This piece of silk must have cost a fortune.

"For your master?"

Mr. Jiang's eyelids twitched.

Duanmu Liuli looked at him without saying anything, but Boss Jiang certainly understood what she meant.

something wrong.

Of course there are problems.

This thing is indeed a hot potato. If it were in an ordinary family and the police caught it, it would definitely be jail time. But if it were sent to that mountain, wouldn't it be like throwing a meat bun to a dog, never to return?

That enchantress was indeed audacious and reckless, but for someone who aspired to become Qin Shi Huang, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity—a chance he would never have again. He had to carefully consider whether this was his only chance in this lifetime.

"Can your master tell the difference between the real and the fake?"

"can."

Duanmu Liuli summed it up in one sentence.

Actually, Boss Jiang was asking a question he already knew the answer to. That old man was definitely much better than those so-called masters in the secular world who chase fame and fortune.

"Isn't this a bit too much trouble?"

Boss Jiang casually offered a suggestion, "Instead of going back, you should go find your senior sister. She's an expert in this field."

Li Shurui didn't return; she's still in Jiangcheng. It can only be said that Boss Jiang is incredibly efficient at handling problems. He's only been gone a few days, but he's already made a lot of progress. Not only has he confirmed that he has a son, but he's also accidentally increased his favorability rating. He's also seen a highly artistic dance performance and, incidentally, brought back the "Imperial Seal of the State."

This is ridiculous.

Killing several birds with one stone?

There are too many to count.

We're so mad from winning, we're absolutely mad from winning.

Looking for my senior sister?
Duanmu Liuli's eyes showed a thoughtful expression.

It's definitely more convenient than going back.

It's worth considering.

Are you going?

She asked someone.

Someone said seriously, shaking their head without hesitation, "I'm not going."

nonsense.

Would he dare to go?

Although they got the item, no one could predict how the Guanyin would react when she saw it was a fake. Originally, the other party had objected to the idea of ​​secretly abducting the Taoist nun.

Therefore, weighing the pros and cons, the safest approach is to have the Taoist nun go first to probe the situation.

"Ah."

Duanmu Liuli didn't insist and was about to leave with her spoils from the trip.

"When you see your senior sister, please help explain. She still thinks that I insisted on taking you out this time."

Mr. Jiang sat calmly on the sofa and said, without blushing or skipping a beat.

Standing up, Duanmu Liuli held the box and looked down at him, saying, "My gold."

ho.

So you've learned to bargain now.

"How many ingots were there again?"

"Fifteen ingots."

The nun answered immediately without pausing.

Fifteen ingots?
So many?
Mr. Jiang was suspicious, but he couldn't quite remember. After all, he was a fool with lots of money—no, he was generous and lavish.

"Isn't it twelve ingots?"

Don't forget, Mr. Jiang is a capitalist, a top-tier capitalist. Even if he can't remember, it doesn't mean he'll forget the qualities of a shrewd businessman.

"You've got it wrong."

Duanmu Liuli said that her calm and serious expression left no room for argument.

"Okay, fifteen ingots it is."

Boss Jiang slapped his thigh, looking helpless as if he'd been ripped off, and then gave another long-winded reminder.
"Don't forget to speak properly in front of your senior sister."

The last four words were clearly meaningful, but it was unclear whether the other person understood them or was even capable of understanding them.

The Taoist nun left, taking the "Imperial Seal of the State" with her. Boss Jiang leaned back on the sofa, looked up at the nearly ten-meter-high ceiling, raised his hand, rubbed his face vigorously, and then, for some reason, inexplicably began to chuckle foolishly.

if.

This is just a hypothetical situation.

If Lan Peizhi is truly a heroine, a woman of her word, she will acknowledge the matter and fulfill her promise.

Consort Lan.

啧。

Is it really predestined?
This title is practically tailor-made for him, perfectly matching his persona and exuding an aura of dominance!

"Hehe, hehehe—"

Look.

Being an optimist isn't just an exaggeration.

The laughter grew louder. (End of Chapter)