Done! Your Majesty is going to prostitute me for free!

Chapter 69

Wang Yingchao was like a canoe, struggling up and down amidst the waves of Lin Xiaofeng's accusations. His face turned rapidly, from the previous rosy color to a blur in an instant. His pale face was like new snowy rice paper that had not been soaked with any ink. Sweat beads were like a mountain stream suddenly encountering the cold air, instantly condensing into frost, flowing silently down his angular cheeks, highlighting the eyes that were intertwined with endless tension and fear.

He tried his best to calm down the turbulent waves in his heart. His Adam's apple was pulsing violently, as if his throat was being pinched tightly by an invisible big hand. He could only nod his head repeatedly to show respect. Under his lowered eyelids, his slightly trembling voice was full of respect for Lin Xiaofeng. With boundless awe, he said, "Yes, Master, your words have been deeply engraved in my heart, and I will not dare to slack off in the slightest."

He took a deep breath and continued to report with a somewhat timid but firm attitude: "Sir, all the affairs of the caravan have been handled carefully and properly in accordance with your instructions, but when it comes to the Shengshishu, because Time is tight, and we can only raise an amount equivalent to the output of three acres of land. We have already excavated a batch. What is particularly noteworthy is the precious land that is rich in top-grade Shengshi potatoes. In accordance with your wishes, we will all excavate them. Presented to the Emperor as a tribute."

At this moment, Wang Yingchao's tongue touched the lips that were as dry and tight as a desert. His eyes wandered for a moment. After much hesitation, he raised a question related to the overall situation in an almost whispering tone: "Faced with the current situation, what is the caravan's plan?" There is obviously a serious shortage in the required quantity of Shengshi potatoes. I wonder if the master would consider packing up all the existing stocks in the county and transporting them out with the caravan?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a trace of worry flashed across his brows, and he handed Lin Xiaofeng another more complicated and difficult question: "In addition, the progress of the road construction project does not seem to be as smooth as expected. Judging from the current situation, I am afraid that within half a year It is difficult to complete the project on schedule, and its actual construction difficulty far exceeds our initial estimate, which means we need to spend more time and effort to meet this challenge."

Faced with these severe challenges one after another, Lin Xiaofeng was like a vigorous pine and cypress rooted in the rock, never showing any panic or wavering.

His eyes were so deep that they seemed to be able to absorb the river of time. Those eyes were like a philosopher who had experienced the vicissitudes of the world, and his pupils shone with a sharp light that could discern the rise and fall of all things in the world.

Regarding the possible delay in road construction projects, he has already built a solid psychological defense line in his heart, because this is exactly in line with his usual logic - even for those projects that are expected to take a whole year according to common sense, he has He will also decisively order it to be completed within half a year.

, although the process may be full of thorns and difficulties, but with his unique ingenuity and rock-solid determination, he can always create breathtaking miracles in one year and achieve the expected goals as scheduled. Target.

Therefore, he does not feel too surprised or troubled by the current delay in road construction projects.

Lin Xiaofeng had already painted a clear vision of the huge ripples that would be caused by Shengshishu. He knew that in less than twenty days and nights, the news would spread rapidly in Duantian Mansion like a raging flame igniting hay. In the future, through the ancient method of information transmission, in about two months, no matter whether they are the dignitaries or ordinary people in Duantian Mansion, everyone will be aware of the existence of Shengshishu.

At that time, as the Shengshi potato officially enters the market circulation, the price of food will surely suffer an unprecedented impact and show a downward trend; while the world is still stunned by this huge change, a new round of Shengshi potato harvest will The season is approaching quietly.

At this moment, Lin Xiaofeng's words and deeds were filled with a quiet and tenacious power, just like the melodious music of the mountain and flowing water. He slowly laid out his strategy, "Don't be too anxious. We can first send a caravan to visit the markets in various places." According to the latest news, the planting work of Shengshi potatoes in the county must remain stable, and at the same time, Huangzhuang must also speed up the pace and strive to significantly increase the sowing area as soon as possible.”

"As for the current shortage of Shengshi potatoes, I will go to Beijing in person to ask for help from the imperial court. When new Shengshi potatoes come out, we will flexibly adjust the allocation of various resources according to the actual situation and make the best of the situation."

At this moment, Lin Xiaofeng showed his meticulous control over the overall situation, and deeply understood that slowing down at the right time is essentially to better control the ever-changing torrent of the times, to brake with stillness, and to strategize.

"Also, let me have the hundred people you selected give me @#￥%...&*"

After a tortuous contest like the Bourne Supremacy came to an end, Lin Xiaofeng and Wang Yingchao had an in-depth confrontation around the core secrets related to life and death. Their conversation was like decoding a complex cipher array, going deep into layers and involving details. It actually includes such a little-known technique as how to skillfully splice three pieces of tissue paper seamlessly and embed anti-counterfeiting lines and special ink that are difficult to discern with the naked eye.

Until Lin Xiaofeng successfully ended this war of words with his sharp words, full of inner relief and determination, and walked calmly out of the secret meeting room, his eyes were tightly attracted by the scene in front of him - Li Dexian seemed to be standing in front of him. The stone sculpture outside of time bows its head, its entire body almost touching the microscope, concentrating on exploring the microscopic world within a few inches, as if it contains the infinite secrets of the universe.

Lin Xiaofeng looked at such a scene, and an interested smile appeared at the corner of his mouth inadvertently. He couldn't help feeling that this prince who seemed to be in the center of power turned out to be a fanatic obsessed with scientific research and exploration in private.

And Li Dexian was extremely sensitive to the slight movement behind him. He quickly raised his head from being obsessed with the microscopic world. His eyes were burning with unconcealable curiosity and excitement. He waved to Lin Xiaofeng and called: "Old Lin, come and take a look. I found something." Rare things, keeping them will open your eyes!"

Before Lin Xiaofeng could respond, Li Dexian couldn't wait to grab his arm and almost forcefully pulled him closer to the microscope.

Lin Xiaofeng lowered his head and looked closer to the camera. He originally thought that what he would see was some kind of precision mechanical structure or the world of strange microorganisms, but unexpectedly what he saw was a strange and vibrant landscape: countless tadpoles were swimming happily in the field of view. , like a micro grand carnival.

This sudden scene made Lin Xiaofeng's face darken slightly, and he couldn't help but murmur in his heart, thinking that Li Dexian really had no time to spare, but in just a few minutes, he created such a puzzling thing under the microscope. Something new.

The smile on Li Dexian's face is like a carefully drawn picture, and every stroke is full of mystery and unpredictability.

He leaned forward slightly, spread his hands with his palms facing up, as if he was holding the secret of the whole world, and deliberately let it slip: "Guess, what is this?"

Lin Xiaofeng looked at the thing in Li Dexian's hand, feeling helpless in his heart, but he still took a deep breath and tried to sound surprised: "Oh my, this is really amazing! Look at this thing, it is full of vitality, as if Surrounded by circles of golden halo, there is also a majestic aura from the deep sea. This must be a rare treasure in the world, no doubt! Your Highness, where did you find such a Pokémon?"

Hearing Lin Xiaofeng's evaluation, Li Dexian's eyes flashed with joy. He clapped his hands and praised: "Old Lin, your vision is really unique!" Then, he smiled proudly, as if everything was under control, and finally The answer to the mystery was revealed: "Actually, these are the sons and grandsons of this palace!"

Lin Xiaofeng was speechless for a moment when he heard this bizarre answer.

He cast his gaze to the ceiling, as if he wanted to find the answer there.

However, Li Dexian did not stop there. He fell into deep contemplation: "It's strange to say that I originally thought that I would see a small and exquisite human miniature, but I didn't expect that there were so many tadpoles. The number was really overwhelming. People are amazed!”

"It seems that I really have the blood of a true dragon, but I didn't expect that the juvenile form of dragons is so similar to ordinary tadpoles, and there are such a huge number. If they all come from the same mother, what an amazing fertility it would be! "

"In addition, since I am a dragon, why am I in human form now? Old Lin, do you know the reason?"

Lin Xiaofeng could only remain silent when faced with these questions from Li Dexian.

His eyes still stayed on the roof, as if looking for some answers.

At this time, Li Dexian suddenly remembered something and whispered to himself: "I wonder what my father was like back then?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his hand suddenly reached for Lin Xiaofeng's belt.

This sudden movement frightened Lin Xiaofeng. He jumped a few steps away and asked sternly: "What do you want to do?"

However, Li Dexian seemed very calm. He smiled softly and replied: "I just want to see yours."

Lin Xiaofeng's face instantly became serious, and he warned Li Dexian sternly: "Your Highness, please respect yourself!"

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Two days later, Lin Xiaofeng and the prince and princess embarked on the road back. This journey seemed like a picture of life slowly unfolding. The scenery along the way was cascading and alternating, just like the long length of life. Every subtle change contained endless philosophy. .

In this walking picture, Li Dexian's figure is particularly eye-catching. He holds the microscope that looks like life in his arms, and his face is filled with childlike innocence and joy. His enthusiasm for the pursuit of knowledge is as pious and passionate as holding a rare artifact in his hand. pride.

Lin Xiaofeng's eyes fell on the mirror inadvertently. The dust left by the long journey made it lose its original brightness. This persistence of purity aroused an imperceptible wave in his heart.

After much thought, he decided to hand over this precious thing to Li Dexian, knowing that in this unpredictable palace, anything that seemed ordinary might become a shelter at a critical moment. This microscope might be Li Dexian's future one day. A magical talisman to protect yourself from wind and rain for a day.

After all, in this frightening world, an extra layer of protection is an extra layer of wisdom for survival.

At dawn the next day, the morning glow poured on the roof of the palace like hot golden molten water. The majestic and majestic palace became more and more solemn and grand under the baptism of the morning light.

Lin Xiaofeng, dressed in solemn court clothes, stepped into the dazzling Jinluan Hall step by step. His face was so solemn that he was almost ashen, as if he was carrying countless unspoken thoughts.

At this time, a eunuch with a high and melodious voice was reading out the Holy Emperor's latest decree, and all the ministers in the hall held their breath and listened attentively.

Deep down in his heart, Lin Xiaofeng longed for a major reward that could match his efforts. However, after the edict was read out, he learned that he had been granted the title of an earl in a remote county, and with it came a ten-hectare piece of fertile land and a mere A reward of one hundred taels of gold.

In this situation, an indescribable sense of loss quietly surged in his heart. He thought about it repeatedly in his mind, and became more and more aware that compared with his own efforts, the feedback this time seemed too light and insignificant, so a kind of An inexplicable feeling of loss began to spread in his chest.

Despite this, in the eyes of many young officials, Lin Xiaofeng is still a person who has been deeply favored by the emperor.

The eyes they cast one after another were intertwined with envy and awe. Even though the emperor did not directly promote his official rank this time, these people knew well that the rules of the court were often hidden under the water: a man who had just stepped into the officialdom had less than a year to go. The newcomers who are 20 years old have been promoted to three levels in a row. If they continue to rise at such a rapid rate, they will undoubtedly pose a potential challenge to the veterans with deep foundations.

In private, some people were whispering that at this rate of promotion, Lin Xiaofeng's status would be close to that of Mr. Bai, who had a long-standing reputation and excellent reputation in less than two years.

And the intrigues and contests behind this are like a silent wrestling, quietly taking place in the court.

Faced with all kinds of public speculations, Lin Xiaofeng had a certain idea in his heart, but he just sneered. What showed in his eyes was a kind of pride and indifference that transcended worldly utilitarianism.

He knew deeply that the great cause he was determined to pursue had yet to be realized, and the high position and generous salary that the world coveted had long become uninteresting to him.

He clearly realized that in the palace world where power changes frequently, all honors and disgrace are determined by the king's thoughts. Today's blazing favor may be tomorrow's loneliness and indifference.

As the saying goes, "One bird in the hand is worse than a hundred birds in the forest." He upholds a pragmatic attitude and knows that grasping every existing performance is the attitude and demeanor that a wise man should have.

When the court meeting came to an end, calm returned to the Jinluan Palace. Lin Xiaofeng stood tall and distinguished. When his colleagues around him saw this, they all came forward to congratulate him.

Facing the flood of praises and blessings, Lin Xiaofeng responded calmly and humbly one by one, with gratitude beyond words.

Despite the lack of excitement on the surface, he realized that his position in the minds of the ministers was invisibly consolidated by this court meeting, which was also an invisible benefit of attending the court meeting.

After weighing and comparing in his heart, Lin Xiaofeng believed that although he failed to win a higher honor in this battle, he did not return empty-handed.

Realizing this, Lin Xiaofeng drew an imperceptible smile on his lips and murmured secretly: "This time, it won't be a loss-making transaction."

Just when Lin Xiaofeng stepped out of the splendid palace gate, he had already begun to calculate many details of the North Langfang renovation project in his mind. Before he could rest, his thoughts were already flying thousands of miles away.

At this moment, a mysterious and cunning aura quietly approached, approaching silently like a night owl, followed by a figure. He knelt down and bowed respectfully to Lin Xiaofeng, who was in deep thought.

Lin Xiaofeng, a man immersed in the abyss of deep thoughts, was pulled back from the world of meditation back to the dust of reality by this sudden interruption.

He was not panicked by this unexpected episode, but calmly turned his thin face sideways, with a mixture of confusion and alertness in his eyes.

The face that caught his eye made little ripples in the lake of his memory. It seemed familiar yet hazy, like a fallen leaf floating in the depths of his memory, never fully emerging on the surface of the water.

"Who are you, Your Excellency?" Lin Xiaofeng's voice was low and steady, like ripples on the surface of rocky water, each one containing the meaning of careful inquiry.

Hearing the voice, the other party immediately raised his head, his face was like a picture scroll and was instantly dyed with confident and flamboyant colors. He smiled brightly and replied: "I, Zhao Zhongzhan, the bachelor of Dongge, I am truly lucky to have the honor to pay homage to Lord Lin at such an accidental time. "

When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, a flash of lightning seemed to flash across his mind, illuminating the corner of his distant memory. It turned out that this person was the aggressive character he met when he first entered the palace.

Although he felt disdain for such a person in his heart, Lin Xiaofeng's expression remained calm and his tone was as calm as autumn water, "Now that you're here, just tell me what's important."

Zhao Zhongzhan did not notice Lin Xiaofeng's indifference and contempt. Instead, he tried his best to put on a smile and said in a flattering tone: "Actually, there is no important matter. I came here specially to congratulate Master Lin. Your Excellency is favored by the Holy Spirit." , it’s really exciting and gratifying.”

Facing Zhao Zhongzhan's flattery, Lin Xiaofeng sneered inwardly. He felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart towards such villains who were good at clinging to powerful people.

The corner of his mouth raised slightly, outlining an arc full of sarcasm. The moment Zhao Zhongzhan relaxed his guard, Lin Xiaofeng spitted thick phlegm towards his toes without any courtesy.

This move made Zhao Zhongzhan suddenly stiffen. His eyes moved from the dirty boot tips to Lin Xiaofeng. His face instantly faded from the initial bright red to pale. He was filled with humiliation and anger. It was obvious: "Master Lin, I am sincere. Come to congratulate me, why do you insult me ​​like this?"

Lin Xiaofeng had a scornful expression on his face, and his provocative eyes were full of mockery of Zhao Zhongzhan's weakness, "Are you dissatisfied? Speak up and listen."

Zhao Zhongzhan was dumbfounded. He was only used to catering to and pleasing others on weekdays. How could he have expected that he would meet such a ruthless character who did not follow the rules today.

Even though the resentment in his heart was hard to suppress, he could only swallow his anger, clenched his teeth, and showed a painful and helpless expression: "Master Lin treats your subordinates like this, aren't you afraid of arousing criticism from others?" Lin Xiaofeng's mouth quietly raised a smile. Containing a cunning and clever smile, that smile was like a sharp dagger, piercing the dull air silently.

His raised finger seemed to be an arrow pointing toward fate, pointing directly at Bai Yongyuan not far away. That figure carried the admiration and fear of countless people.

There was a kind of proud ice flowing in his words, cold yet powerful, "Criticism? You should go deep into the streets and streets among the people to find out who I am and what is the relationship between him and me." Kind of implicated?"

The words fell, like a ground-shattering shock, echoing invisible ripples in the air.

When Zhao Zhongzhan heard this, his eyes followed the direction of Lin Xiaofeng's fingertips. Where he looked, he saw the prestigious Mr. Bai.

Deep in his heart, a wave of nervousness surged into his heart, and he began to speculate whether Lin Xiaofeng was hiding a little-known story with Bai Gong besides his entanglement with Guo Tianyang.

He stared at Lin Xiaofeng suspiciously, trying to find clues in his movements to discern how real the provocation before him was.

However, Lin Xiaofeng's next move completely subverted Zhao Zhongzhan's cognitive structure.

The curve of the corner of his mouth rose slightly, just like the crescent moon crossing the night sky, and then his hands cleverly formed the shape of a trumpet, and he let out a deafening call in the direction of Bai Yongyuan: "Uncle——"

This voice resounded through the sky, like a thunderbolt from the clear sky, instantly attracting the attention of everyone around, focusing on Lin Xiaofeng.

Bai Yongyuan's body was obviously shaken, the expression on his face changed rapidly, his eyes were as round as bells, like a stag frightened by a hunter, hurriedly fled the scene.

Zhao Zhongzhan was also stunned. The sight in front of him made his heart so excited that it was difficult to describe it in words.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that the connection between Lin Xiaofeng and Bai Gong was not a casual acquaintance, but a kinship relationship connected by blood. This discovery made his evaluation of Lin Xiaofeng soar instantly, and he concluded that there must be a profound background behind this person. Unparalleled by ordinary people.

Lin Xiaofeng had a nonchalant look on his face, with a hint of ridicule in the corners of his eyes. His eyes were fixed on Zhao Zhongzhan's face, and a contemptuous whisper escaped from his lips: "Do you understand?"

Then, he stretched out his three slender fingers and rubbed them leisurely, as if playing a silent movement.

Zhao Zhongzhan understood, took out a shining silver note from his wide cuff, and respectfully handed it to Lin Xiaofeng's hand.

When Lin Xiaofeng took the banknote, there was a hint of imperceptible contempt in his eyes, and he cursed "poor" secretly in his heart, but he still maintained a bright smile on his face, like a peach blossom blown by the spring breeze, delicate and flamboyant.

He patted Zhao Zhongzhan on the shoulder, and his words were full of teasing and teasing: "Xiao Zhao, I think you still have some talent. You might as well come to the humble house as a guest someday. How about we have dinner together?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he showed a free and easy attitude, turned around and left, walking vigorously and vigorously.

Zhao Zhongzhan stood in front of the solemn main hall, his eyes persistently following Lin Xiaofeng's retreating back until he disappeared from the end of his field of vision.

A meaningful smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the four words Lin Xiaofeng said earlier echoed repeatedly in his mind - "The future is promising."

At this moment, he had mixed feelings in his heart and sighed deeply: Maybe in this magnificent and unpredictable palace struggle, he can also find a way to a bright future!

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In the core of the Hanjiang Palace, which has accumulated traces of time and rich imperial power, a majestic and spectacular lobby is like an ancient palace that has gone through thousands of years of vicissitudes. It stands solemnly and quietly. Every beam, column and brick is engraved with The mark of the times and the glory of the royal family.

In the center of the lobby, the King of Hanjiang sits on the exquisite throne. The auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes are lifelike, making him look like an eternal sculpture, immersed in deep thoughts.

The delicate folding fan he held in his hand danced with his slender and nimble fingers, and every opening and closing seemed to be whispering, revealing the secret strategies and grand plans hidden deep in his heart.

In the side room, Lu Xuanxin is like an orchid that has not been touched by the world, quietly watching the core edge of power. Her independent and tenacious figure is like that plant that was born in a secluded place, but is still proud and graceful. orchid.

Even outside the bustling world, she still upholds her beliefs and mission, and quietly performs her role.

At this moment, the King of Hanjiang has lost his usual laziness and casualness in the eyes of the world, and has been replaced by a breathtaking majesty similar to that of Emperor Jingjiang.

However, his deep eyes seemed to hide a bottomless abyss, shining with a cold light that had not changed for thousands of years, revealing a kind of determination and alienation that was not easy to detect.

On the weather-beaten bluestone tiles at his feet, a sincere and loyal minister was bowing his head and devoutly reporting important news: "Reporting to the prince, according to reliable information, Lin Xiaofeng has successfully planted crops in Yangqu County. With the legendary flourishing potato, the yield per mu reached an astonishing 733 shi."

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a huge stone thrown into the calm lake, causing ripples and causing the originally leisurely swaying fan to suddenly stop in the hands of the King of Hanjiang.

Immediately afterwards, a long and meaningful laughter overflowed from his throat, like the sound of ice and snow melting under the winter sun, "Haha, although it is not two thousand stones, it is indeed a little thinner than what I expected. "

The King of Hanjiang raised his hand and waved. This simple action contained a kind of indifference and calmness that was unique to the royal family. His voice was also the same, revealing the calmness of the emperor's family, "Lu Yinsheng, you stand up and reply. I want to hear from the emperor brother." What do you think of this?"

When Lu Yinsheng heard this, he seemed to be pulled by an invisible force. He straightened his back in an instant, and the respectful look on his face spread out like a picture scroll. He responded seriously: "Report to the prince, after the emperor learns about this, Long's face was stretched and he was filled with joy. He had already made a decision on the day Lin Xiaofeng returned to the court. He would not only make him the county earl, but also reward him with gold, silver, jewels and vast land. From this, it can be seen that His Majesty obviously intends to entrust him with the title in the future. Heavy responsibility.”

Just when Lu Yinsheng further elaborated, worryingly mentioning that the rapid proliferation of sweet potatoes in the Golden Age might trigger a food crisis in the Jianjiang area, the firm and irrefutable words of the King of Hanjiang were like a thunder on the ground, suddenly cutting off his train of thought.

"There is no need to panic! What Lin Xiaofeng said is probably too exaggerated. How can agricultural products solve all problems in a short period of time? The food disaster we encountered this year, no matter how hard we try, will not be fundamentally resolved. Dispatch immediately The messenger galloped south to convey instructions to our forces stationed there to hold on to the existing grain reserves in their hands and not relax for a moment."

At this moment, the King of Hanjiang's eyes were as sharp as the autumn wind sweeping down the fallen leaves. His deep and stern eyes made Lu Yinsheng feel a chill running down his spine and into the top of his head. In an instant, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He was so nervous that he faltered in his words: "Yes." , But Your Majesty, regarding the situation with Lin Xiaofeng..."

King Hanjiang's tone suddenly became stern, like the autumn wind turning to winter, with biting coldness. He declared decisively: "Lin Xiaofeng is a talent I have high hopes for. No matter what disputes and disputes you have with him, you must treat him Be respectful and don't do anything offensive, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless and punishing you severely!"

Upon hearing this, the color in Lu Yinsheng's face instantly faded, becoming as pale as a piece of rice paper that had not been dyed with ink. Cold sweat rolled down his cheeks, reflecting the panic in his heart.

He asked to resign with a trembling voice: "Then, I will resign right now."

The King of Hanjiang nodded gently, and his tone returned to the calm tone before: "Well, please step back."

Lu Yinsheng hurriedly wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead. His figure looked particularly hasty and embarrassed in the light and shadow of the setting sun. As he walked away, silence returned to the lobby.

Only when the folding fan in the hand of the King of Hanjiang was opened again, the slight but firm sound of the collision of the fan bones echoed in the empty lobby, as if it was a prediction of countless variables in the future, and a solemn statement of one's own position and determination. Take an oath.

Lu Xuanxin's eyebrows were furrowed, as if she was carrying thousands of thoughts. Her tone was as low as silk, but clearly audible: "Your Majesty, how on earth can Lin Xiaofeng master such a rare treasure as the Shengshi potato?"

Faced with this problem, the King of Hanjiang just smiled indifferently, but the smile was mixed with a bit of bitterness, like a glass of turbid old wine. He slowly shook his head and said: "The world is vast, and there is no air everywhere. I can get this thing, naturally. It cannot be said that Lin Xiaofeng cannot reach it. Everything has its own way of running, who can predict the tricks of fate? The Golden Age Potato in his hand may be a node in the cycle of cause and effect. "

The King of Hanjiang let out a long sigh, with endless helplessness and sorrow in his eyes, "Oh, this is fate. I once admired his talent, but I never thought that he would be in this chaotic and complicated situation now. With all the ups and downs, he has become a difficult character that I have to pay attention to."

After hearing this, Lu Xuanxin frowned slightly, with a look of confusion on her face. Her inquiring eyes were like a stream breaking through the ice in early spring, and the questions in her heart flowed out: "Your Majesty, although Lin Xiaofeng has some knowledge of poetry, he has not seen anything earth-shattering. , why does the prince have a special preference for him?"

At this time, the King of Hanjiang raised his cup to drink tea, and as the aroma of tea overflowed, he casually played with a small object inlaid with gold, silver and jade on the corner of the table. The object was small and exquisite, shining with a unique charm.

His tone was calm, with a hint of appreciation in it: "Do you know what this is?"

Lu Xuanxin stared at the thing in his hand, shook his head, and cast his eyes over it.

"This is a telescope that I personally developed many years ago. It is extremely valuable. However, not long ago, Lin Xiaofeng actually presented a similar object to the emperor, called the 'Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Mirror'."

The words of the King of Hanjiang showed admiration, "I have personally appreciated it. Lin Xiaofeng's Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Mirror is actually better than my own in terms of craftsmanship."

He gently put down the telescope in his hand. His deep eyes were like stars in the night sky, full of wisdom for understanding the world.

"The telescopes made by me are all made of the finest crystals, and each piece is worth thousands of gold. On the other hand, Lin Xiaofeng's one looks simple and rough on the outside, but the lenses inside are of the same texture as the diamond necklace around your neck. It’s really rare.”

When Lu Xuanxin heard this, she couldn't help being shocked. She subconsciously touched the diamond necklace on her chest with her slender hands. The shining gemstone was her most precious treasure.

She was stunned and asked in disbelief: "Your Majesty, are you telling the truth?"

King Hanjiang nodded again to confirm, the wise light shining in his eyes was like a lamp illuminating the dark night: "That's true. Although this diamond is extremely rare, to Lin Xiaofeng, it is like a toy in the hands of a child, which can be used as he pleases. I value him. It is his ingenuity and extraordinary talent that can turn ordinary things into magic."

Lu Xuanxin stood in silence for a moment, as if immersed in deep thoughts, and then asked, in a soft but powerful voice: "Your Majesty, what is the truth about the legendary 'Mirror of Thousands of Miles of Rivers and Mountains' presented by Lin Xiaofeng recently? Could it be that he really has it?" With the power to reach heaven and earth, is it possible to create such a strange treasure?"

When the King of Hanjiang heard this, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. There was a hint of coldness and contempt in the smile, just like the north wind blowing across the lake in winter, cold and sharp.

He glanced sideways, and his words were full of disdain for Lin Xiaofeng: "How stupid! Everyone knows that diamond jewelry in the market has been extremely popular recently, and the value has doubled. In fact, it is Lin Xiaofeng's trick. He took advantage of everyone's obsession with diamonds. Dongfeng manufactures such ornaments on a large scale in order to make huge profits."

He paused for a moment, like a scene change in a dramatic performance, and then revealed more information: "Looking back over the past few years, every time the housekeeper went to Yangqu County to purchase goods, all the gold and silver he carried flowed into Lin Xiao's wind bag like running water. This person He is deeply scheming and greedy, even if he is black and white and impermanent in the underworld, I am afraid he will suffer the loss of being dumb in front of him."

Lu Xuanxin listened intently, frowning slightly, and the image of Lin Xiaofeng in his heart gradually collapsed from the original impression of Shang Jia.

She thought to herself: How could such a scheming person present the priceless "Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Mirror" to the emperor?

The King of Hanjiang was perceptive and noticed her doubts and confusion, so he further elaborated: "Therefore, I conclude that the so-called 'Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Mirror' must be a man-made fake, and its price is not worth mentioning, let alone being compared with the royal treasure."

After hearing this, Lu Xuanxin instantly fell into deep despair, as if he had fallen from the clouds into the mortal world.

Those dazzling diamond necklaces and rings were once the true love of her heart. Whenever her eyes touched their twinkling light, her mood would instantly brighten. She takes good care of it every day and wipes it gently to avoid any slight damage.

But now I was told that these treasured accessories were nothing but a scam concocted by Lin Xiaofeng and were worthless!

"Xuanxin, Lin Xiaofeng has returned to the capital. You might as well try to get in touch with him, and there is no need to worry about other trivial matters." King Hanjiang suddenly changed the subject, with deep meaning in his words.

Lu Xuanxin looked confused and looked directly at the wise prince: "Since the prince admires him so much, why doesn't he just call him to meet him? If this person is only interested in profit, why not just give him gold and silver to satisfy his desires? ?”

Faced with Lu Xuanxin's question, King Hanjiang did not respond immediately, but fell into a brief thought, and then slowly spoke: "Whether he is greedy for money or not cannot be judged by the surface. Maybe he does not really love money, and I am afraid that it is difficult for him to do just small favors. Touch his heart."

His tone gradually became lower, and a flash of memory flashed in his eyes: "In the early years, the housekeeper was unfortunately robbed and exiled to Yangqu County. By chance, he met Lin Xiaofeng. I originally planned to use the housekeeper's mouth to find out the details, but who knew that the more in-depth he got? The more you understand, the more you feel that this person is unfathomable, like a castle in the fog, elusive."

"At the beginning, I was indeed willing to meet with him, but the time never came. Over time, this expectation has slowly faded away."

He sighed and continued, "Now it seems that Lin Xiaofeng's influence on us cannot be ignored. It has reached a point where we have to pay attention."

"The way we act may not be in line with his wishes, but there is no need to rush to win over Lin Xiaofeng until we achieve something big. When the time is right, I will personally recruit Lin Xiaofeng."

After the King of Hanjiang finished speaking, he waved his hand, indicating that Lu Xuanxin could retreat.

Lu Xuanxin bowed respectfully, turned and left, but his steps were full of confusion and confusion: Why does the prince have such high hopes for Lin Xiaofeng?

Is there any secret hidden in this that others don't know about?

Or does Lin Xiaofeng really have something unique that others cannot match?

All kinds of thoughts flooded into her mind, making her unable to calm down.

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One afternoon two days later, the once-famous Lin Mansion in North Langfang spread out quietly in silence like a long scroll with heavy colors but depressing colors.

In the study, Lin Xiaofeng sat alone, surrounded by hills of copywriting, piles of documents and densely packed account books layer upon layer, like countless heavy stone tablets pressing on his forehead, and the frown on his forehead was deeply imprinted. Marks of worry and bitterness.

(End of this chapter)