Chapter 67 Shocking News (Seeking Bookmarks)

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  Thank you for the generous reward from 'Lao Na Zhong Dan Le/Shu You 100427204805792' two big brothers.

  This chapter clears up everyone's doubts, and Xiao Guan is going to make another change to the outline, a thorough change, pushing it to the forefront.

  Seeking encouragement

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  Inside the house, Xianglian sat upright at her desk, her small hands trembling as she held a brush, muttering to herself as she continuously wrote the character "yong".

  Outside the railing, Wan'er wore a white long dress, her hair was tied up and draped over her shoulders, her small face was calm, with a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, and she gazed intently at the lotus flowers in the pond.

  Not far away, Wei Zhao held a wooden strip and brushed it on the white Xuan paper, occasionally turning his head to glance at Yuanyu, carefully measuring her.

  Occasionally, maids and servants would pass by, seeing the young master teasing the two little maids in the room, they couldn't help but smile quietly, not daring to gather around, taking a glance before leaving, only to sneak back again to take another peek, finding it quite amusing.

  Wan'er was initially unwilling, she was a servant dressed like a young lady, and had to pose motionless for the passing servants to gossip about, which was not proper. But as soon as she moved, Wei Zhao shouted at her not to move, and even came over to adjust her posture several times, after which she could only sit obediently, though with some resentment in her heart.

  Wei Zhao held his homemade rough pencil and drew on the rice paper with great seriousness.

  Xiangliang didn't know when she had slipped out, and stood quietly behind Weizao, looking at the faint smile on the corner of her mouth and the clear outline of her hair on the rice paper. Her small hand covered her mouth, and her big eyes were wide open.

  It wasn't long before Wei Xiao stopped painting and carefully examined the artwork. As an amateur in the past, he felt that it was actually quite good now.

  Wan'er's pretty face was extremely coquettish as she glared at the surrounding maids and servants, waiting for them to scatter away in laughter before pursing her small mouth and walking over slowly. Her little face showed some trepidation; if Young Master were to draw her like Xiangqiang, she really wouldn't know how to comfort him.

  She turned around and couldn't help but gasp in surprise, her small mouth slightly ajar. There on the rice paper was herself, every frown and smile meticulously rendered, incredibly vivid.

  "Young master, how did you do it?" Wanyu asked in surprise. Even the best watercolor painting can't capture a person's facial expression, but those few strokes had outlined a face with a smile that was truly lifelike.

  Wei Xiao chuckled and tapped Xiangxiang's little head with his pencil, saying: "It's been a long time since I drew, my hands are very clumsy."

  Wan'er pursed her lips, looking at Wei Zhao with a hesitant expression on her small face. It was clear that Young Master's words had made her want to ask another question. But she also knew that the Young Master's answer would either be strange and bizarre or completely incomprehensible.

  Xiangliang rubbed her little head and stood beside Weizao, coquettishly saying "Young master, also paint one for me?"

  Wei Zhao raised his head and glanced at the eaves where the dew had just dried, smiling "Alright, add 300 words every day."

  Xianglian's face fell as soon as she heard it, pouting her small mouth, secretly giving a wink to Yu'er.

  A chestnut hit her on the head, she got up and walked towards the house, saying: "If I don't finish writing today, the temple fair will be gone."

  "Ah!" Xiangqiang was taken aback for a moment, then let out a cry of surprise and rushed past Weizao into the house like a gust of wind.

  Wan'er smiled slightly and carefully put away the painting, watching as Wei Zhao's figure disappeared into the distance, avoiding the curious onlookers.

  Li Xilian rubbed her head, propped up her arm and sat up. A cup of wine wouldn't get her drunk, but it wasn't pleasant either. Her pretty face was still flushed, and as soon as she leaned against the bed frame, she saw that her clothes were disheveled and her chest was exposed, so her pretty face turned red again. She thought of a certain guy who had run away with a nosebleed last night and couldn't help but giggle.

  "Hum, neither a fool nor a gentleman." Li Xilian said with a smile, her voice filled with subtle fragrance and a hint of a shallow laugh.

  If it's a fool, he'll be at a loss; if it's a gentleman, he'll invite the fish in.

  "It's neither a fool nor a gentleman", this is not the result of Li Xilian's probing last night.

  He held a purple clay teapot in one hand and the book of dyeing flowers in the other, focusing on it intently. Whether or not quality can win out, improving the quality of the fabric will definitely improve the sales volume of the Wei family's store, and with good sales, they can alleviate and even solve the crisis facing the Wei family.

  Xiangliang held the pen very intently, after a few days of practice, her small hands no longer shook, and with a serious expression she wrote the character "yong" because Wei Xiao had said "one mistake will result in five penalties", the little girl didn't dare to be careless at all.

  "Young master, a Mr. Qin is in the living room asking to see you." Suddenly, Wan'er walked up to Wei Zhao's side and said softly.

  Wei Zhuang was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and nodded: "It's nothing, just an ordinary friend."

  Wan'er took the book from his hand, although she smiled and nodded lightly, her pretty face couldn't help but show concern.

  The humble gates and doors all have an innate fear of the officials, especially since the Wei family has been having a lot of trouble lately. Every move made by the government makes the people of the Wei family tremble with fear.

  Wei Zhao didn't worry, as an official he knew only one person named Qin Yun, and he couldn't guess who else would want to see him.

  The Wei family's living room was in front of the courtyard, and Wei Qiao quickly walked through the small path and came in.

  Li Xilian sat in the main seat and whispered something to Qin Yun with a gentle smile.

  Li Xilian looked up to see Wei Zao walking in, and quickly stood up, politely apologizing to Qin Yun with a slight bow, then walked over to welcome him. Her pretty face couldn't help but flush slightly as she whispered in Wei Zao's ear: "Young uncle, please go ahead." Meaning: Everything can continue, your sister-in-law supports you.

  Wei Zhao didn't know what Qin Yun said to Li Xiu Luan, smiled and nodded, then turned around and walked towards Qin Yun.

  Qin Yun smiled and stood up, watching Li Xiujuan's back disappear, with a face full of praise: "Little friend is indeed lucky, Madam Li has subtly led my words out, Wei family's Li Xiujuan is truly not an ordinary woman!"

  Wei Zhuang was stunned, he really didn't know that Li Xilian could actually get something out of this old fox's mouth.

  Wei Xiao smiled faintly and sat down in the main seat, looking at Qin Yun who opened the door and said straightforwardly, "Hehe, you're too kind, why has the old gentleman come?"

  Qin Yun was also used to Wei Zhao's straightforwardness, and from his bosom he took out a glittering gold token and handed it over, smiling: "Although the Emperor has not yet established a Crown Prince, you are after all the reader of the Crown Prince, this gold token can be used to move about within the palace. Except for some rather special places that cannot be entered, the entire imperial palace can be accessed."

  Wei Zhuo's eyes twitched involuntarily, and his heart trembled slightly as he calmly accepted it. This gold medal, probably even a fourth or fifth rank official would have to bow their head in respect when seeing him?

  He weighed the gold medal in his hand, polishing it and estimating that it was made of pure gold.

  Qin Yun looked at Wei Zhao holding the gold medal without speaking, one hand grasping the armrest of the chair, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, his expression somewhat hesitant.

  Weiduo recently also heard some rumors, Jin Wang is arrogant and domineering, in the imperial court there is a very large Jin Wang party, let alone the local areas that have been infiltrated. And those five states are Jin Wang's fiefdoms, although the rebellion was quelled more than ten years ago, they are still under Jin Wang's control!

  The emperor governs with dignity and justice, with the Grand Council leading the six ministries, all governing the world.

  However, these messages were true and false, and Wei Zhao found it difficult to analyze the specific reasons. Yu Guang glanced at Qin Yun's hesitation, and with a flash of inspiration, he shook the golden plate in his hand and said in a low voice: "Old sir, there are some things that I think you should say."

  Qin Yun was taken aback, looking at the golden medal in his hand, and her heart moved: 'Could it be that His Majesty let me come just for this purpose? I didn't see it, but Wei Zhao saw it?'

  Qin Yunyue's eyes sparkled as he leaned in, his face taking on an unprecedentedly solemn expression. He stretched his head almost to Wei Zhao's ear and whispered in a very low voice: "Little friend, this secret isn't entirely confidential, I'll tell you anyway. The crown prince twenty years ago is the current King of Jin, while the Emperor was the King of Jin twenty years ago."

  Qin Yun finished speaking and immediately withdrew his head, observing his nose with his ears, his heart violently trembling.

  His eyebrows furrowed tightly, his face changed greatly, and his mind was suddenly shocked. Even he, who had always been firm, couldn't help but be extremely frightened at this moment.