Return to the house today.
It was already dusk.
Lin Tan'er left food for Gu Lan.
After he finished eating hastily, his wife took him to the bedroom to practice kung fu.
Mu Yuyan wants to avenge her shame this time!
After all, she has been a genius in cultivation since she was a child. After Gu Lan led her away without sleep for twelve hours, she was only one step away from the holy realm.
So she feels like she can do it!
Both physically and mentally.
Tonight, I will definitely be able to surrender Gu Lan and truly become the master!
...
bedroom.
Three hours later.
"Wait, wait a minute!"
Mu Yuyan took a breath for a moment, then begged softly for mercy with a blushing face: "Mr. sir, I have something to say!"
"My lady, please tell me."
"Don't interrupt!"
"What are you talking about? My husband never interrupts others when they are talking...Oh, okay!"
"...This afternoon, when I was passing by Xizhimen, I saw an abandoned pavilion that was looking for rent, and I was thinking whether I should resume my old business and open a teahouse?"
Mu Yuyan suggested softly.
"Teahouse...Does the family still have money to open a restaurant?" Gu Lan asked.
Although I am not short of money, it is all in the system space.
He never asked about the family's money.
I just feel like I spent several thousand taels on buying a house before, and I probably don’t have much left...
Mu Yuyan nodded lightly: "Yes! Don't worry, sir. Xiao Xi has helped me manage the teahouse these years, and the business has been very good."
"With our financial resources, renting a teahouse is not a problem."
Hear the words.
Gu Lan's heart moved, and he looked at the empress in his arms with pity, and his fingertips gently ran through her three thousand blue hairs.
"Madam, thank you for your hard work. I have been studying in the study for these years and have never taken care of the family business..."
The words are not finished yet.
Mu Yu put her green and white jade fingers on his lips, her jade face smiled softly: "What are you talking about, sir? This is what I should do!"
"It is my husband's duty to learn literary and martial arts and sell them to the emperor's family to become successful..."
Just forget about getting ahead!
Gu Lan shook his head, looked into her beautiful eyes and said seriously: "That's what other people think... My literary and martial arts are only for sale to ladies."
Well, aren't you selling your martial arts skills?
"Fool, if you sell it to the emperor's family, don't you sell it to me?" Mu Yuyan thought to herself, with a sly smile on her lips.
"Madam, if you are tired of running the business, stop doing business. I have money to support you, husband." Gu Lan reassured.
"Um?"
Mu Yuyan blinked her eyes and looked at him with interest.
I knew that this guy had robbed the Huajian Sect and must have a lot of private money!
The empress is not short of money.
But he can take the initiative to say it, which still makes people's hearts warm!
"Today I met Mr. Zhang Qingwei from the Jixia Literature Palace. I saw that he has a lot of antiques in his cabinet. If I take one out someday, I will definitely sell it for a lot of money!"
Gu Lan chuckled.
Mu Yuyan: "..."
Why do you feel a little ashamed to introduce him to the Palace of Literature, Zhang Qingwei?
"Ms. sir, I've had enough rest!"
Mu Yuyan kept adjusting her breathing while speaking.
At this moment, my physical strength has finally recovered.
"Oh, another challenge? The little lady won't cry until she sees the coffin, right?" Gu Lan showed a "King Zhou"-like smile!
"snort!"
Mu Yuyan pouted her rosy mouth.
She was already a little timid after her initial defeat.
But the mouth is still very tough!
After all, she was the empress of the dynasty during the day, and she was very cold and domineering towards her courtiers, so of course she couldn't lose her momentum.
In the bedroom.
The sound of practicing sounds again!
...
Time flies.
After October, the weather in Beijing continues to get cooler.
Many people have already arranged charcoal pots for heating.
Jixia Literature Palace is certainly no exception.
And some students, perhaps to inspire them to study hard or to attract attention, always like to read while trembling in the cold wind.
As soon as Gu Lan entered the Literature Palace.
I feel the aura of "student master" coming to my face!
This made him, a scumbag who turned in blank papers, feel even more ashamed.
In Zhang Qingwei's high pavilion, the animal gold charcoal was roasting warmly.
Gu Lan said to the little book boy next to him: "Zhong Ren, you can't imitate these fools in the future. That's not how hard work works."
"okay!"
The little brother nodded, indicating that he had taken note of it.
The old master sitting opposite Gu Lan smiled helplessly at this moment, and said slowly: "It's not good for me to say that about them, little friend. Among them... there may be talents who will be the pillars of Dajing in the future."
"A talented person who is a pillar of Dajing?"
Gu Lan wanted to laugh, but because of the old man's patriotic feelings, he endured it and waved his hand: "I don't care about Dajing's affairs, and...it's your turn to play this game!"
There was a chessboard placed between the two of them and they were playing chess.
Gu Lan holds the black piece, and Zhang Qingwei holds the white piece.
At this moment, the chessboard was completely black, and the white pieces next to it were piled high with corpses!
"well!"
Zhang Qing sighed slightly.
"I didn't expect that my little friend is so good at chess, but the old man lost... Whatever you like in the room, you can take it!"
"Master's chess skills are already very good!"
Gu Lan picked out a piece of azure porcelain and asked Zhong Ren to put it away while giving the old man an encouraging look.
Zhang Qingwei was a little depressed.
When he was young, he was a master of literature, art, and chess. If he could not be called the best chess player in Yingguo, he was almost there.
Unexpectedly, in Gu Lan's hands, he played for several days without winning a single game!
Of course he doesn't know.
Gu Lan heard that he loved to play chess before, so he copied a chess record, and the system directly added 999 to the true meaning of chess!
There was also Zhong Ren, the master of Tianji Pavilion, who was helping with the calculations.
The old man really has no chance of winning!
"This porcelain should fetch a lot of money, right?"
Gu Lan looked at it and asked slightly happily.
At this time.
A familiar and gentle voice came:
"Young Master has good taste. This piece of sky celadon was produced in the official kiln of the former Jin Dynasty. It was the favorite of the emperor of Jin at that time!"
"If it flows into the world now, it will be worth thousands of taels of gold at least!"
Gu Lan looked over.
Concubine Xiao walked over with her waist twisted, her eyebrows filled with smiles, and she bowed to the two people beside the chessboard.
"Miss Xiao."
Gu Lan nodded slightly.
When I was chatting with the old man here before, Concubine Xiao was not as excited as before, and she behaved like a lady... It seemed that she was acting out before.
Gu Lan had a much better impression of her.
The titles also changed from the unfamiliar "Miss Fei'er" and "Xiao Xianzi" to girl.
"I wonder what the young master is going to do now that he has won the master's celestial porcelain?"
Concubine Xiao asked with a smile.
"Oh! My wife runs a teahouse, and I don't want her to work so hard, so I want to make some money to support the family."
Gu Lan explained.
Concubine Xiao was speechless when she heard the sound, but her heart felt sour!
He puts his wife at ease all the time, and he is so handsome. What kind of troubled man is he?
When will I meet someone...
No, half is fine too!
Concubine Xiao sighed quietly, while Gu Ying felt sorry for herself.
Zhang Qingwei, who didn't know Gu Lan's details, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Oh? My little friend already has a family?"
"I have been married for nearly two years."
Gu Lan replied truthfully.
"Oh? Could it be that among the poems I gave you before, the exquisite "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" was written for your wife?"
Zhang Qingwei thought of something and his eyes lit up.
Before the game.
The two of them still mainly exchange literary ideas.
Gu Lan has seen the old man's lifelong efforts, and of course he has also given back to him the poems and poems from his previous life, so that he can feast his eyes on them.
This can be called true friendship based on literature!
"Exactly, and besides, it's a piece of music!"
Gu Lan confessed.
And now!
As the number one luthier in the capital, Xiao Feier heard the music score.
His expression froze, and his delicate body suddenly shook!
Even though she tried her best to endure it, she still couldn't resist the musical score that sounded so poetic and picturesque, and the rich longing in her beautiful eyes was about to burst out!
