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Chapter 398 Unbelievable! Sister Lan is omnipotent [2 more]

Old Mr. Sergei has an extremely strange temper. Even if the person is a member of the Northern Land Royal Family, he will not show him any courtesy.

Oliver drank the red wine elegantly, and looked sideways at how Xiang Shaoyu was turned away.

Because he really didn't understand what Mr. Sergei said, Xiang Shaoyu's expression paused.

Mr. Sergei waved his hand and told him to leave quickly. At this time, Ye Wanlan took two steps forward and answered Mr. Sergei's question.

Old Mr. Sergei's eyes lit up instantly, he even stood up from his chair and excitedly spoke a long string of words.

Ye Wanlan listened with a smile and responded one by one at a leisurely pace.

It is a very fluent ancient Hokkien language, and every word is used just right.

Xiang Shaoyu felt dizzy after hearing this: "What did he say? What did Miss Ye say in response?"

As soon as he finished asking, he knocked his head with the handle of the fan: "I almost forgot, you don't know even when I ask you."

Yan Tingfeng shook his red wine glass and said slowly, "He said the girl is from Shenzhou. How come she speaks the ancient Beilu language so well? The younger generation in Beilu no longer uses this ancient grammar. Does she have a teacher? Are you interested in going to the library and studying ancient books with him?"

Xiang Shaoyu's pupils dilated and he looked at Yan Tingfeng as if he had seen a ghost.

"Xiao Wan said she likes reading, and even more likes learning foreign languages. She has no teacher and is self-taught." Yan Tingfeng continued, "She can help with the research of ancient books, but right now there are more important things, and she hopes to talk alone."

Xiang Shaoyu: "You can do it too?!"

The Hokuriku language was already difficult to learn, and the pronunciation of the ancient Hokuriku language was even more difficult. To him, it sounded like countless birds circling around his ears.

"Yeah." Yan Tingfeng said casually, "I've learned it before."

Three hundred years ago, Beilu and Shenzhou had close exchanges. Many Beilu merchants would enter Shenzhou, but there were also evil psychics who took advantage of the situation.

It was at that time that he learned the ancient Northern Land language.

During the Ning Dynasty, there was no concept of grammar when learning a foreign language, and everyone made progress by exploring the language through daily communication.

Xiang Shaoyu raised his hand and pressed his temple: "I really don't understand why you are learning the ancient Beilu language?"

"For communication." Yan Tingfeng raised his eyebrows. "Look, isn't it useful now?"

Mr. Sergei was obviously closer to Ye Wanlan because she could communicate with him in ancient Beilu language: "What's the matter? Tell me."

Ye Wanlan nodded and smiled: "I heard that you have a portrait of 'Valentina I' in your hand."

"Yes, there is." When it comes to antiques, Mr. Sergei frowned, "You want this painting?"

"No." Ye Wanlan said calmly, "This painting was passed down from your ancestors. It should have been extremely precious, but unfortunately, several corners of the painting were burned in a fire."

Old Mr. Sergei's expression changed.

As the only empress in the history of Hokuriku to be titled "The Great", Valentina I was not only admired by the whole of Hokuriku at that time, but also respected by later generations.

The status of Valentina I in the hearts of the people of Beilu is equivalent to the status of Ning Taizu in the hearts of the people of Shenzhou.

Therefore, all cultural relics and antiques related to this empress have extremely high collection value.

"I can repair this painting." Ye Wanlan said slowly.

Old Mr. Sergey was so shocked that he blurted out: "Can you fix it?!"

This painting not only depicts Valentina I, but was also painted by a court painter from Shenzhou, so its value is even higher.

He has always been saddened by the fire that destroyed this supreme art.

Over the years, he has sought out cultural relic restorers in the hope of repairing the painting, but unfortunately, all efforts have been unsuccessful.

Over time, old man Sergey had no choice but to give up.

"No, I don't believe it." Mr. Sergei quickly came back to his senses. "I specifically looked for cultural relics restorers from your Shenzhou, but they were also helpless."

"But I can." Ye Wanlan said calmly, "If you don't believe me, I can repair the painting for you first."

She was extremely familiar with this painting because it was painted right before her eyes.

In the past, Valentina came to Shenzhou in person with two generals, went to Fengyuan, and met with Ning Zhaozong.

Valentina said that she also loved Chinese culture and hoped to bring back a portrait.

This is the origin of this painting.

Ye Wanlan remembered this painting and naturally knew what the scene was like at that time. She also knew what kind of pigments the court painter used at that time.

Before coming, she had already made all the preparations.

Because she would never fight an unprepared battle. After a moment of silence, Mr. Sergei slowly exhaled: "Okay, since you can communicate with me without any obstacles, I also believe that you must have the ability to restore this painting."

"Of course." Ye Wanlan smiled slightly. "Since you admire Shenzhou culture, you should know that there is an old saying in Shenzhou that goes 'there is no such thing as a free lunch'. I will repair this painting for you under certain conditions."

Mr. Sergei was not angry at all. Instead, he burst into laughter and said, "Of course, of course. If you can help me restore this painting, I will give you all the Chinese cultural relics in my collection!"

This sentence was also accurately translated to Xiang Shaoyu by Yan Tingfeng.

Xiang Shaoyu had not expected that a task that seemed extremely difficult to him was solved by Ye Wanlan in such a clever way.

"Xiao Wan said that the human heart is the most difficult thing to predict." Yan Tingfeng blinked and chuckled, "But if you can see through the human heart, it will be more effective than any weapon or method."

Obviously, in the eyes of Mr. Sergei, the importance of the painting "Valentina I" is higher than all the Chinese cultural relics in his collection.

Another point, and it is also very important -

Ye Wanlan won the great favor of Mr. Sergei, otherwise the transaction would not have been so smooth.

"No wonder Miss Ye said she didn't need anything in exchange, so that's why." Xiang Shaoyu seemed to be thinking about it. "The information I found did contain information about this painting, but I didn't think about it in that direction."

Yan Tingfeng said calmly: "It is difficult to control people's hearts, but if you control them, many problems will be solved easily."

"The mind of an emperor." Xiang Shaoyu shook his head slightly. "I have read some books on this in the Xiang family's library, but unfortunately, I don't have the talent for it."

From this we can see that several emperors in Chinese history who were praised by later generations were all powerful people who controlled people's hearts.

Controlling people's hearts does not mean playing with them, and having power does not mean oppressing others.

Only he who wins the hearts of the people can win the world.

Ye Wanlan and old man Sergei were still chatting, and apart from Yan Tingfeng, there was indeed no one else around who could understand their conversation.

But the expression on Sergei's face could not be faked. He was smiling and looked happier than ever before.

Oliver, who had been watching this, saw this scene and crushed the red wine glass in his hand. He was extremely angry: "How could that little girl from Shenzhou speak the ancient Beilu language?!"

No wonder Xiang Shaoyu came to Beilu so confidently. Was it because he had such a subordinate with countless skills?

"Patriarch!" Matvey said hurriedly, "Don't be angry. They may not be able to leave the banquet alive today. Even if they can make Sergei happy, what's the use?"

Oliver's cloudy eyes were filled with murderous intent: "Xiang Shaoyu can be released, but this stinky girl must die!"

Matvey was shocked.

Is this putting an unknown person at a higher level of danger than Xiang Shaoyu, the young master of the Xiang family? !

"Regardless of her background, this little girl makes me feel some hidden danger." Oliver's eyes were gloomy, "and a feeling that she is out of control."

He couldn't see through Ye Wanlan at all, and he had no idea what other abilities the other party had yet to reveal.

Then the best way is to let her die in Beilu and become one of the many corpses.

Matvey understood: "I will follow your instructions."

The party was still going on, and halfway through, there was a dance.

Ye Wanlan and Mr. Sergei have already made an appointment. She returned to Yan Tingfeng and Xiang Shaoyu and said, "Tomorrow morning, we will go to Mr. Sergei's house. I estimate that I can restore the painting in three hours."

"Thank you for your help, Miss Ye." Xiang Shaoyu expressed his respect from the bottom of his heart, "This time, we can take a lot of cultural relics back to Shenzhou."

According to the intelligence he received, Mr. Sergei's private collection exceeded three hundred items.

"what--!!!"

Suddenly, a shrill scream was heard and the music stopped abruptly.

"Dead, dead!"

In the center of the stage, a man fell to the ground, his female companion stepped back in horror, and the others also dispersed.

When something like this happened at the palace banquet, the guests were all in a panic and the banquet naturally could not continue.

The Palace Knights came in immediately and surrounded the crime scene.

After a thorough inspection, the Knight Commander ordered another knight to check the surveillance.

A few minutes later, the knight came back and whispered something in the Knight Commander's ear.

With a "swish", the Knight Commander's eyes fell on Ye Wanlan: "He poisoned people, arrest him!"

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