Not only does Mr. Jing have to pay a visit, but he also has to play in the autumn breeze. Mr. Yan Chun doesn't know what other rare treasures he has in his house.
Yan Chunjun nodded and said: "That's natural. Naturally, the main event today is the Snow Maiden."
He pondered for a moment and then said: "I wonder if my little brother still has the Ghost Control Pill and the Real Person Pill? These two pills are extremely extraordinary, and I want to exchange a few more."
Although Jueying swallowed a real-life pill, he was still no match for the person in front of him, but it was a fact that his strength had greatly increased. In Yan Chunjun's opinion, it should be because he had swallowed less pills, and the person in front of him must not have known that he had swallowed it. How many immortal elixirs would it take to have such power!
The Ghost Control Pill is extremely easy to use, and the "human dog" he is holding in his hand is the best proof.
After taking one pill, even his enemies will become as obedient as dogs. The most important thing is loyalty. If he gets a few more of these ghost-controlling pills, he can create a group of "human dogs"!
He, Yan Chunjun, has always been very particular about appearance, demeanor and ostentation. If there is a group of "human dogs", it will be extremely popular!
Jingzhou felt happy, but he didn't expect that Yan Chunjun was still paying attention to the pill.
For a killer like Jueying, swallowing a real person pill would be the most effective. If he swallowed it again, he would develop drug resistance and the effect would be minimal. Xu Fu had swallowed countless pills, and even the Immortal Gathering Pill was eaten as jelly beans. Even so, after living for most of his life, his strength was not that high.
But since Yan Chunjun wants to buy it, he is naturally very happy. These pills are all free anyway, and they will make a huge profit. After using them, he can just go to Xu Fu's place to fight the autumn wind.
"Of course we have this elixir, but it's not easy to refine, and it's expensive~" Jing Zhou waved his hand, and the cold air in Feixue Pavilion gathered, and flew back to his palm like a bird in the forest.
"Could this person be a Taoist? What a powerful technique! The Taoist family has a secret technique called Wanchuan Qiushui. I guess this person has already cultivated to an extremely deep level!" Jueying glanced at the gauze curtain on the second floor with fear. Get up from the ground and return to Yan Chunjun.
Just a drop of water left him powerless to resist. This kind of cultivation, even in a net, has already reached the level of first-class strength.
Yan Chunjun clapped his hands, and a man came up from behind, holding a sandalwood box in his hand.
The man took a few steps to the side and handed the sandalwood box into the hands of the frightened maid who was hiding aside.
Lord Yan Chun said: "This is natural. Since it is a panacea, it must be worth a lot of money."
After a while, the maid sent the sandalwood box to the private room on the second floor.
Yan Chunjun smiled and said, "I wonder if little brother is satisfied?"
He is the most powerful and status person in the Yan Kingdom. There is nothing in this world that Yan Chunjun cannot afford!
Jingzhou opened the box and took a look, handed it to Da Siming, and said loudly: "Satisfied, Lord Yan Chun is indeed extremely generous!"
Can he be dissatisfied? This pill was given by Xu Fu for free, without any cost. In his hand, it was nothing more than jelly beans used to feed the birds.
"There are not many good people like Yan Chunjun in the world~"
Jingzhou sighed in his heart and said with a smile: "But, this elixir cannot be exchanged for gold, silver and jewelry. I believe Yan Chunjun also knows that the more useful the elixir is, the more precious the medicinal materials required. Especially the immortal elixir, which opens up a person's yin and yang channels and stimulates a person's potential, is not easy to refine."
When Da Siming heard this, he still didn't understand. He didn't know what bad ideas he was thinking about. It was just like what he said. Among the nobles of the seven countries, many of them were rich and stupid.
Gao Jianli's ears twitched and he thought to himself: "Open up the two qi of yin and yang and stimulate the human body's potential. There is such an effective elixir in this world! Who is this person to be able to come up with such a magical elixir?"
Although he is a musician, he is also proficient in kung fu. How could he not know how troublesome it would be to connect the two qi of yin and yang!
Yan Chunjun pondered for a moment and said loudly: "Hahaha, this is natural. If little brother needs any medicinal materials, just list them. There are also some medicinal materials in this palace, which are considered precious. I think they can meet little brother's requirements. Even if this medicinal material is not available in the palace, we can just ask my subordinates to collect it later."
Jingzhou ordered the maid waiting aside to get the pen and ink.
When the maid came over with the pen and ink, Jingzhou took the pen and paper and wrote a large page eloquently.
A kind and generous person like Yan Chunjun is really endearing.
From now on, there will be one more person who can make money.
"The above are the required medicinal materials. These two are ghost-control pills. As for the real-person pill, it is extremely precious and difficult to refine. I don't have it with me at this time. I will send it to Lord Yanchun's house another day."
A blue light dragged a page of paper and a small box to the front of Yanchun Jun's sedan.
"Hahaha, okay!"
"A gentleman does not win anyone's love. Since I like Snow Girl's dancing, I won't disturb your enjoyment here. If you are free, I hope you can come to my palace to get together."
"Go home!"
Yan Chunjun glanced at the piece of paper and left Feixue Pavilion with a group of people in the blink of an eye.
At this time, he had obtained two new ghost-control pills, and Yan Chunjun could not wait to create two more "human dogs".
As for the snow girl, he felt a pity and let it go.
She was just a dancing girl. Although she looked pretty, there was no such thing as a woman in his house. It would be nice to get a taste of it. Since the Yin Yang family fell in love with Yuki Onna, he went with the flow and let her out. That’s okay too.
Not only did the young man have all kinds of elixirs in his hands, but he also had extraordinary strength. In addition, he had the Yin Yang Family as his backing, which was enough for him to spend a lot of time trying to win over.
"Young men are full of blood and love women. I will give in to you and I am not afraid that you will not take the bait!"
"This kid Yan Dan has always been restless. Do you think that joining the Mo family will provide you with a backer?"
Yan Chunjun was sitting in the sedan playing with two ghost-control pills, but in his heart he despised Yan Dan's little actions. He has cooperated with the snare for a long time, so he naturally knows how to use the snare to eliminate enemies.
Suddenly his eyes lit up again. If he could connect with the Yin and Yang family through this young man, wouldn't he have another sharp weapon? It's just women's money. He, Yan Chunjun, is the only one who doesn't lack this woman's money!
The people of the Mo family just want to be more stable. If Yan Dan makes some small moves, he will not show mercy.
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The winter in Yan State is long and cold, and there will be heavy snowfall for more than a month throughout the winter.
At this time, there was already thick snow covering the ground outside, dyeing the entire world white.
There was heavy snow in the sky, and as far as the eye could see, a vast expanse of white was boundless.
There is a lake behind Feixue Pavilion, which is covered with ice for three feet.
Beside the lake is a pavilion. There is a person sitting on a table in the courtyard, and two maids wearing generous coats are waiting beside him.
There is a stove in the pavilion, a pot of wine is warmed above the stove, and two plates of fresh fruits are placed next to the stove.
Although there was heavy snow outside, when the snowflakes reached the pavilion, they seemed to hit a wall, flying backwards or falling on the edge of the pavilion.
The two maids put their feet up and glanced at the eucalyptus table in the middle. Then their eyes couldn't help but quietly moved up and landed on the painting, with a shy look on their faces. Although it was a cold day, the two of them were warm and their cheeks were red, as if they had drank two large bowls of Yan Kingdom's Fire Cloud Burn.
At this time, a red shadow came from afar through the snow. At first, the figure was still a hundred meters away, but in the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of the pavilion.
Jing Zhou glanced back and saw a few snowflakes mixed in Da Siming's hair, which made her pretty face look even more attractive.
Da Siming took the jug from the stove, poured a glass of warm wine and placed it on the eucalyptus table. He glanced at the two maids on the side and said quietly: "Sir, the news just came from Xianyang that Lu Buwei is dead."
"The Empress Dowager Zhao also died of depression in Xianyang Palace."
This glance seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hells, which brought one to the underworld, and seemed to see countless hungry ghosts paving the way. The temperature of the pavilion, which was already very cold, dropped sharply, and it seemed to have turned into an ice cave.
The two maids immediately trembled and their bodies became half stiff.
"oh"
One word was spoken warmly, like a spring breeze, blowing away the long winter, and falling into people's hearts with great warmth. When the two maids heard the voice, the evil images in front of their eyes were shattered, and the coldness on their bodies also dissipated.
The two looked at each other and lowered their heads obediently, like quails, not daring to look at the woman in red.
"It's not easy for the two of them to come out to serve us in this winter. Besides, it's not a secret. There's nothing to hide. It's just that a few unimportant people died." Jingzhou put down his pen and said with satisfaction. He nodded to a painting on the table.
"What do you think of this painting?" Jing Zhou pointed towards the table.
"Your paintings are naturally excellent." Although Da Siming was shy, he praised it sincerely.
Jingzhou smiled and said, "You never tell lies. I like to hear this."
This snowy day, warming wine and describing the beauty, was deeply loved by Mr. Jing.
When the interest comes, maybe Mr. Jing will sing a few lines of "forbidden poetry".
That's not how sentences like "gradually hearing the sweet voice, touching the spring spring" come from.
There are also different opinions: "The one who thinks about beauty is Gongsun Linglong, the one who does not depend on his reputation is Gongsun Linglong, the one with extraordinary personality is Gongsun Linglong, the one who is harmless to humans and animals is Gongsun Linglong. No matter how ugly you are, you still have to fall in love, and when it comes to the world, it is full of love." And enough.
Da Siming hid the shyness on his face and said, "My lord, it seems that you are not surprised."
Jingzhou looked at the paintings on the table carefully twice and said slowly: "Lu Buwei's death was God's will."
Not to mention Lu Buwei's ambition, just the old guy's honest affair with Zhao Ji made Ying Zheng furious. What's more, Ying Zheng was assassinated when he was on a mission to South Korea. These two reasons, no matter which one they were, were enough for Ying Zheng to cut Lu Buwei into pieces.
"Besides, if Lu Buwei doesn't die, His Excellency Donghuang will probably be unhappy."
Da Siming immediately lowered his head. "Your Excellency Donghuang" was not something she could discuss.
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