Ordinary observers in fast time travel

"Huh? Elder sister, where is Mr. Zhou?" Yun Shu came over with a stack of snacks and looked around suspiciously.

"Let's go." Chu Ningyan took the snack lazily, took a bite, um, it's not bad.

"Oh." Yun Shu nodded ignorantly, took out another small box and handed it to Chu Ningyan, and said in a low voice, "Sister, Brother Quanshun came back just now and said that he bought flower paper."

"Let me see." Chu Ningyan sat up abruptly, took the small box and opened it, and there were two pieces of paper lying inside.She picked up the paper and looked at it, her face changed, "This is not the flower paper of Master Rumeng!"

"Ah?" Yun Shu was puzzled. Isn't this what my sister drew?
"It was copied by someone else, and the level is quite high." Chu Ningyan felt sorry for the money, and what was even more annoying was that she bought a fake product after spending the money!
"How could this be! Those people are too immoral." Yun Shu said angrily.

"Well, there have been cases of counterfeiting of scholars since ancient times, and there are many things that are fakes that are more real than the real ones." Chu Ningyan shook her head, "I didn't expect that one day... I could also be faked."

People only fake famous paintings and fake ink marks, but there are really no fakes of small things like flower paper.

However, it also illustrates many problems.

Chu Ningyan looked at Yun Shu, "Tell Quanshun not to buy it. By the way, let him stay in Yunshang Pavilion for a few days and don't go anywhere, especially near Hongyi Bookstore."

"Okay." Yun Shu obeyed Chu Ningyan's words.

"By the way, did Quanshun tell you where to buy the flower paper?"

"I just mentioned that it is a student of Mingxin Academy, and many people bought it."

Many people buy it?

Chu Ningyan has become petrified, and few people can snatch the ones from Hongyi Bookstore.So how do other people think that those students will have a lot of flower notes from Master Rumeng in their hands?

Chu Ningyan was puzzled by this, and some people were disappointed by this.

"Is there any reaction from Hongyi Bookstore?" In a certain box of a certain tea house, Liu Heng was playing with the teacup, staring at the shaking tea soup in a daze.

"Master, the shopkeeper threw two cups angrily, as if he thought that Rumeng and everyone turned their backs on him and cooperated with Mingxin Academy." The subordinate replied respectfully.

"What else? Why didn't Rumeng show up?"

"Yes, there is no trace, and there is no information about the other party at Hongyi Bookstore. The shopkeeper signed a confidentiality agreement with everyone like Meng, so we have no way of knowing her situation."

"Can't you pry open the shopkeeper's mouth?" Liu Heng frowned, this world is really troublesome, a mere contract can seal a person's mouth.

It was impossible to pry his mouth open by conventional means.

What does conventional means include?Naturally, it includes but is not limited to coercion, inducement, intimidation, torture and so on.By the way, if he is forcibly beaten into a trick, he will be protected by the contract, and it will alarm Wensheng seriously.

"My lord, forgive me, this subordinate is incompetent." The subordinate lowered his head a little. "I can't find a contract termination poem for the young master."

Yes, the contract is not invulnerable, as long as a contract termination poem is more literary than the contract.It's just that he only came up with two poems a while ago, and they are still in the cooling stage, and it will take at least half a month to come up with another poem.

Half a month later, he was about to leave Luzhou City, so what's the use of taking out a contract termination poem at that time?

"That's all." Liu Heng waved his hand, wanting to let people go down.

"My lord, this subordinate has something to report." The subordinate hastily pulled out two pieces of paper from the skirt of his shirt. "This is the flower paper I found today."

Liu Heng casually took it, "Are you sure it's true?"

Well, counterfeiters are most afraid of encountering fake products. After all, sometimes counterfeiters can't recognize them.

"Exactly!"

Liu Heng's eyes are bright, is it true?He hurriedly picked up the flower paper and examined it carefully, uh--the painting is very delicate, I can't tell it.

However, if it was the flower paper of Master Rumeng, it would be easy to identify. He thought about it and injected a little spiritual energy into the flower paper, and the golden light on the flower paper flashed away.

"It's true! Go back and receive the reward!" Liu Heng's lips curled up, breathtaking.

"Thank you, son!"

Liu Heng got the flower paper and was anxious to write poems on it. These days, he has also studied it.Ordinary poems can't make the flower paper produce visions at all, and he has tried the poems he took out, and there is no change.

Of course, he wouldn't think that his judgment was wrong. After all, everyone Rumeng's flower paper was abnormal, and someone might have discovered it long ago!
Liu Heng was thinking, is it possible that only poems from his world can change the flowers?what is the reason?He didn't dare to think about it, because he was terrified to think about it carefully!
"Huh~" The problem is still back to the original point!He needs a new poem!But, you can only wait half a month.

Oh, you said he hadn't been memorized a couple of ancient poems?It must have existed before, but when I came to this world, all the poems were sealed in the book in my mind!

Maybe this is the price of Wen Chaogong!Liu Heng thought sadly.

At this time, another servant came to report, "My lord, Miss Wanxi is here."

Liu Heng raised a smile on his face, but he did not forget to put away the flower note, and said, "Let her in."

Wanxi is a loyal fan of everyone like Meng, so she can't let her see that she has a flower note. The flower note she got from Chu Ningyan was accidentally destroyed that day, but it made her sad for a long time.

"Brother Boli, why are you hiding here drinking tea again today?" Wanxi sat next to Liu Heng aggrieved, very close, very intimate.

Liu Heng naturally put his arms around Wanxi's shoulders, stretched out his nose and sniffed at her neck and shoulders. "Hoo ~ Xiang"

"Don't be like this~" Wanxi shrank her head, but she didn't mean to avoid it.

A dark light flashed in Liu Heng's eyes, he was indeed a prostitute.

"Hey, who told Shaoyong to go to the academy again? That kind of place is so boring!" Liu Heng sighed. Of course, if he could open the book in his mind now, he would be happy to follow Qin Shaoyong to play tricks every day.

It's a pity that he doesn't have any ink in his chest. What should he do if he is kindly invited to compose poems and lyrics?

"Did Mr. Qin go to the academy again?" A trace of envy flashed in Wanxi's eyes. "He's worked too hard. It's rare to get out of Xiadu, but he doesn't have a day off."

"His identity is there, who is busy if he is not busy?" Liu Heng said softly.

"Ahem, brother Boli, it's not a gentleman's behavior to talk about others behind their backs." A hoarse voice came from outside.

Wanxi was so frightened that she stood up abruptly. "Boom" heavy objects collided and made a muffled sound, and Wanxi covered her shoulders tearfully in the next second.Liu Heng's face was distorted, and he supported his chin with one hand.It hurts him to death!
"Ouch~"

The painful cry in the room made Qin Zhen outside the door feel tight, and he stretched out his hand to push the door open, "What happened? You two really bumped into each other?"

Liu Heng gave him a hard look. "It's not because you suddenly made a sound! It scared Miss Wanxi!"

Wanxi covered her shoulders and blushed.

"I'm really sorry, Shaoyong is here to apologize to Miss Wanxi." Qin Zhen bowed his hands to Wanxi apologetically.

"No, it's none of Mr. Qin's business. It's because of Wanxi's carelessness that she got uncle...Mr. Liu."

"Okay, you two should stop apologizing and apologize." Liu Heng put down his hands, but luckily his jaw didn't dislocate. "Didn't you go to the academy? Why did you come back so soon today?" (End of this chapter)