After hanging up the phone with Kun Jingming, He Yiyi leaned against the window with her chin in her hand, looking at the maple trees outside that had turned red. Her eyes were lost in thought, and her head was thinking about what she was going to do on this trip to Qi State.
In addition to expanding the store and making more money, I'm afraid I also have to meet up with other classmates.
Especially those that have connections with the royal families of various countries should strengthen their ties.
The gold cards never stop, the krypton gold never stops, this is probably the purpose of her opening a store.
He Yiyi muttered as she pondered, "I wonder if the locals here will like the new designs for this season." She paused, "If they don't, I'll give them to the princes and nobles of their respective countries. By then, they'll have to like them even if they don't like them."
As she spoke and laughed, at that moment, she felt that she was really a little clever girl.
When Zhong Yao came in, as soon as he opened the door, the autumn wind penetrated the entire room, blowing up the hair by He Yiyi's ears and the tassels on her cheeks.
The tiny beads sparkled in the sunlight.
But among the bright lights, none can compare to the brilliance in He Yiyi's eyes.
Yes, glory.
Zhong Yao's expression softened immediately.
In fact, he really disliked the sentences in the storybooks such as "there was light in that person's eyes" and he would sneer whenever he saw them.
They are not cats, dogs, jackals or wolves, so how can there be light in the eyes of ordinary people?
But after he met Lang Yun, he knew that there really was light in the eyes of immortals.
Bright, transparent, full of hope and happiness, as if it had never seen the filth of the muddy world.
Zhong Yao believed that they were gods almost instantly.
It's not just because they were able to make a disabled person like him stand up again, which is comparable to a medical miracle, but also because no matter what their personality or appearance, the people in Langyun ultimately have the same clarity.
That is something that no one in this world possesses.
Even though he clearly felt that He Yiyi was popular during his interactions with her, and even most of the time, she looked like a cute and lovely girl without any of the coldness of a fairy, Zhong Yao still had no doubt about her identity.
Aren’t those who do not belong to the mortal world immortals?
But it is precisely because of that popularity that awe has been forced to turn into admiration.
He himself felt that he was very bold and presumptuous.
Sooner or later, you will get your retribution.
So, when He Yiyi turned her head to look over, she saw the faint smile on Zhong Yao's face and heard his calm and gentle voice: "If one day, I am suddenly struck to death by lightning, please don't be surprised, shopkeeper. I deserve it."
He Yiyi: …???
This person looks normal, but what kind of mess is going on in his mind?
Zhong Yao didn't explain much. He just walked over slowly with his cane, sat down opposite He Yiyi, and handed over the paper bag he was holding: "These are the new snacks, boss, try them."
He Yiyi took it and unwrapped it while asking, "What kind of snack is it?"
Zhong Yao laughed and said, "I heard it's called something called sugar pudding. It's very expensive and hard to buy. I waited in line all morning before I could buy it."
He Yiyi paused for a moment and looked up at him: "Caramel pudding?"
"right."
"Do you think it tastes good?"
"It's a bit like a milky custard, but if you like it, it must be unique."
As soon as these words were spoken, He Yiyi was certain. Great, these must be students majoring in cooking gaining experience.
Even if the shop is opened by a native, the recipe is definitely provided by Langyun. It is estimated that there will be various new desserts in the future, and he can earn some points by enriching the dining tables of the people of Dazhou.
This small incident actually shows that the situation of less sugar and less oil on this continent is changing little by little.
This is the effect of the previous collaboration between various disciplines.
The Agricultural College solves the raw material problem, the cooking department solves the production process, and finally the business management department helps to operate and sell it. It has become a very mature sales closed loop.
However, for He Yiyi, there is still a key point: "How much did you spend on such a small one?"
Zhong Yao said in a gentle voice: "It's not expensive, just one hundred coins."
Abacus beads immediately began to click in He Yiyi's head.
One hundred wen may not sound like much, but it is definitely not cheap.
You can buy a big pot of meat by selling it.
As someone who works hard to make money to support other projects of Langyun, He Yiyi can't just give the money she earns away again.
So, she said to the person in front of her very seriously: "I like this thing, but don't buy it in the future."
Zhong Yao opened his mouth: "I don't think it's expensive..."
As long as the fairy likes it, what does money matter?
As a result, He Yiyi continued, "If you want to eat it, just make it yourself. I know how to make it. For the sake of other people's business, there is no need to share the recipe. We can still eat it ourselves."
With just one sentence, Zhong Yao swallowed all the words.
Mr. Zhong, who bought the house with full payment, was not stingy with the money. He just particularly liked this sentence.
us.
He, and she, are called us.
Zhong Yao lowered his eyes and smiled gently: "Okay, I'll listen to you, boss."
He Yiyi's eyes were already fixed on the cane he was holding. It wasn't the usual wooden one, but a carefully carved silver cane. She asked, "Do you want to go out?"
Zhong Yao nodded: "Yes, there is business to discuss."
"With whom?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw someone peeking at the door.
He Yiyi looked over and was a little surprised: "Isn't that your brother?"
Zhong Zuo, who was outside the door, saw the immortal and stood at attention in a hurry, but still said with a smile: "Fairy, are you well? I am here to look for A Yao."
He Yiyi felt it was interesting: "You two, do you want to talk about business?" Are you really not going out to duel?
Zhong Yao stood up, gave He Yiyi a reassuring look, then bowed and walked slowly outside.
When passing by Zhong Zuo, he tapped his knee with his crutch, neither lightly nor heavily.
He didn't use much force, but the silver staff was quite heavy, and it made Zhong's left knee ache, and he almost fell to the ground.
Zhong Zuo immediately widened his eyes and wanted to curse, but because He Yiyi in the room was the man's backer, he temporarily suppressed his anger.
It wasn't until he walked out of the yard that he gritted his teeth at Zhong Yao: "Are you going to make me accompany you as a leg?"
Zhong Yao said indifferently: "Who told you to be disrespectful to the immortal?"
Zhong Zuo was stunned: "Me? How was that disrespectful?"
Zhong Yao sneered: "You are so playful and behave so rudely. You really have never been struck by lightning."
Just one sentence made Zhong Zuo want to rush over and tear the man's mouth apart.
But he still controlled himself.
After taking a deep breath, he actually laughed.
This change in expression left Zhong Yao puzzled.
I only hit my leg, not my head, so why do I look like an idiot?
At this time, Zhong Zuo narrowed his eyes and looked at him, emphasizing each word: "You'd better hide your thoughts. Even if you are struck by lightning, it should be you, not me."
With just one sentence, all of Zhong Yao's expressions disappeared.
Just as Zhong Zuo could see through his secret at a glance, Zhong Yao could also taste the different profound meaning from this incoherent sentence.
But he didn't argue or ask, he just moved closer to Zhong Zuo with an expressionless face.
Not only that, he also put his silver crutch on the man again.
Zhong Zuo looked alert: "You still want to hit me?"
Zhong Yao said calmly: "Not really, it's just that this thing is conductive, maybe we can give it a try."
"...What are you going to do now?"
"Even if I'm chopped off, you have to accompany me. We won't be alone if we go to the underworld together."
Zhong Zuo: ...Pooh, pooh, pooh!
However, the quarrel between the two did not last long. Soon they both got on the carriage and headed towards the Yilu Tower in the city.
Also going there was Tan Min, who had invited the two of them.
This time he was no longer sitting in a dusty sedan chair, but was riding in the pomp and ceremony expected of a second-rank official.
He was still wearing his official uniform, and it was obvious that he had just come from court.
After they passed the busy streets and entered a relatively quiet road, Tan Min lifted the curtain and asked, "Did you bring your casual clothes?"
The guard immediately replied, "Don't worry, sir, I have always brought it with me."
"What color?"
"The white one."
Tan Min frowned slightly: "Why don't you choose indigo?"
Guard: ...
Wasn't your favorite color tea-white before? Why has it changed again?
The speed at which they change their attitude is so fast that I really can’t keep up!
Although he was muttering in his heart, the guard still said in panic: "Then let me get a new one?"
Tan Min thought about it for a moment, then said, "Forget it. We're almost there, so it's better to go early to avoid being rude."
The guards were surprised: "Aside from the two young masters of the Zhong family and Lord Colliver, is there anyone else invited to the banquet?"
"No, it's them, why?"
"I just wondered, Your Excellency, why are you so anxious? They're just two merchants and some Banquisians." As soon as he finished speaking, he realized his words had slipped and hurriedly lowered his head. "I am guilty."
However, Tan Min did not punish him, because in the eyes of many people, this was common sense.
It is rare that a second-rank official would work so hard for two merchants and a person who came from a poor country.
However, when Lang Yun stood behind these people, everything seemed natural.
Tan Min exhaled, without further explanation, and simply said, "Faster."
The guards responded quickly, and the sedan bearers quickened their pace.
Lord Tan arrived at Yilu Tower very quickly. He changed his clothes quickly and when he appeared in front of people again, the majesty of the black official robe was gone, and he had turned into a handsome young man.
But no one dared to underestimate him. Although not everyone had the blessing to know Lord Tan, everyone could see the beautiful jade he wore around his waist.
It was a gift from the emperor, and the number of people who received it could be counted on one hand.
The steward of Yilu Tower also hurried out to greet him, his expression respectful: "Sir, are you here to look for Gu Xianjun this time?"
Tan Min naturally knew that he was referring to Gu Zeyun from Langyun. This student of journalism and novelist, Gu, had already made a name for himself and was known to everyone in the Great Zhou.
Especially the Yilu Tower, which has become his personal show.
New works are performed every once in a while, and he often comes here to check in.
Usually, when Tan Min came here, he would chat with Gu Zeyun, which not only strengthened their relationship but also allowed him to learn about some of the immortal world's thoughts.
But this time he said, "I need to invite someone here today. Please take me to the private room." He paused and warned, "If you don't have anything else to do, please don't bother me."
The steward immediately responded and led him upstairs.
In the corridor, Tan Min saw that the curtain of the box across from the theater had been drawn.
The thin gauze curtains obscured the appearance of the guests inside, but the number of servants showed that they were of high status.
So Tan Min asked casually, "Who is that?"
The steward hurriedly replied: "It's Princess Lingyun, Your Excellency must go..."
Before he finished speaking, Tan Min said, "So it's Your Highness. I guess you're here to watch the show too. If I go over to pay my respects, it will inevitably disturb the princess's mood, so forget it."
The steward didn't ask any more questions and led him to the box.
At this time, Kong Lingyun also learned about Tan Min's arrival, and her reaction was similar: "I don't want to see him, and don't mention him to me in the future."
After the guards left and the door was closed, the maid whispered, "Your Highness, are you really pretending not to know? I remember you used to be quite happy to talk to Master Tan."
Because the person in front of her was her confidant, Kong Lingyun did not hide anything and said directly: "That was in the past. He was a close minister to my father, so I naturally had to maintain a good relationship with him. But now it's different."
"I don't understand."
"Now, he's Sixth Brother's tutor. That's changed." Kong Lingyun frowned as she spoke. The usually lively little princess now had a troubled expression. "My goal is to be like my aunt, to find a like-minded person, and then to be a leisurely member of the royal family, rather than getting involved in any trouble. Before, Sixth Brother and I were close because I knew he was determined to be a layperson like me. But now he only cares about studying and working very hard. Who knows, maybe it's Tan Min instigating this behind the scenes. If I stay with him again, I'm sure I'll get into trouble."
Although the maid didn't understand what it meant to be a salted fish, she understood the rest of the words and said hurriedly, "Princess, you are right. I was just mistaken."
Kong Lingyun raised her hand, asking her to stand up, and then said, "If the capital is going to change, then I have to find a way to get away from it in advance. What do you think will work?"
The maid thought for a moment and said, "The eldest princess went to the fiefdom after she got married."
Kong Lingyun frowned immediately: "You said, get married? No, the time is too short. I can't find the kind of soulmate that the immortals planted for me, the kind that will stay with me till old age."
The maid advised, "Your Highness is so noble, this is not difficult. Maybe you'll like her after seeing her more often."
Kong Lingyun sneered: "Come on, love at first sight is all fake, it's all just lust, I don't like it."
maid:……
Ah, Your Highness has really learned a lot of new words recently.
Kong Lingyun was waiting with her chin in her hand.
After confirming that Tan Min had not sent anyone to come, she knew that the other party was not planning to come to find her, so she had the curtain removed.
When you watch a play, you have to watch it. What’s the point if it’s blocked?
It was precisely this retreat that allowed Kong Lingyun to see a pair of green eyes.
Although it was just a side profile, it still stunned the little princess.
After a long while, she finally said to the maid, "I've changed my mind."
The maid was surprised: "Your Highness is going to see Master Tan again?"
Kong Lingyun shook her head and said softly, "I just think that what you said is quite right. In fact, falling in love at first sight is not impossible. It still depends on who the object is."
Maid: ...Ah?
On the other side, the manager had already gone downstairs and told Gu Zeyun that two powerful people had come to Yilu Building today.
Gu Zeyun didn't say anything, but after he left, he picked up his phone and said to Kun Jingming across from him, "How did you know he was coming?"
Kun Jingming is on the school playground at this moment. From this perspective, he can clearly see people playing a game on the playground.
Compared to the nervousness when they first came here, the students of Langyun, who have lived here for nearly five years, have also found their rhythm.
Do the task when it is time to do the task, and have fun when it is time to have fun. The division is very clear.
The student union took the lead in organizing the sports meeting in school, and the football match was currently taking place.
If you don't look at the cheerleaders in ancient costumes next to them, you really can't tell which dimension this is.
However, due to the noise around, I couldn't hear clearly on either side.
So Kun Jingming stood up and walked into the players' tunnel before saying, "That's easy to predict. Since Tan Min has decided to stand behind Gongzi Zhang, he's definitely going to have to find a way to consolidate Kong Zhang's position. Starting with the Zhong brothers and the Banqui people is the quickest way to do it. Besides, you'll be leaving soon, so he'll definitely want to make a quick decision. Meeting at Yilu Tower is most appropriate. It's a royal property, so he can put himself under King Zhou's surveillance, reassure him, and avoid suspicion of private transactions."
As a journalism major, Gu Zeyun was particularly familiar with the development of the situation in the capital, and nodded when he heard it.
But he quickly stopped, raised his head, and looked at Kun Jingming with a sharp gaze: "Wait a minute, how do you know that Tan Min and the Sixth Young Master are in cahoots? Is it because he is the Sixth Young Master's teacher?"
Kun Jingming said calmly, "Of course not. There are many details, but what made me certain of this is that he recently borrowed a lot of books from students in the Faculty of Arts."
Gu Zeyun was still confused: "This doesn't seem unusual. Isn't it normal for the indigenous people to ask you for books?"
Kun Jingming was silent for a moment, then finally smiled and said softly, "When I lent him the book, I asked someone to add a few short stories from our history."
Having spent some time with Kun Jingming, Gu Zeyun felt a chill run down his spine whenever he saw him smile. However, he couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, "What exactly are those stories referring to?"
Kun Jingming said slowly, "If you want to change the world, implement new policies, and benefit the people, then the easiest way is to do it from the top down. Of course, if the current 'top' is unreliable, then you can just cultivate a new one yourself."
Gu Zeyun: ...
I originally thought that only those majoring in science and engineering could speed up the progress, but I never expected that this serious liberal arts student would actually cut off the source of the problem!
First, new ideas were brought through books, and then new paths were pointed out through words.
Everything seems careless, but it is actually carefully planned.
So, after all the twists and turns, this person didn't guess it at all, but he was staying in Langyun University thousands of miles away, but he made a good plan from afar!
...You are worthy of it!
Kun Jingming didn't say anything more. Hearing the whistles and cheers outside, he immediately looked up, and his always calm face finally revealed some excitement of a fan. He just said a few words goodbye in a hurry, hung up the phone, and walked towards the audience seats.
Student Gu stared at the black screen of his phone, slowly leaned back in his chair, and remained silent for a long time.
His expression was first puzzled, then shocked, and finally, he actually let out a sigh.
At this moment, he really wanted to say——
Those who study liberal arts are truly amazing!
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