When Yan Xi entered Wen's residence, seeing the bare house, he forcibly suppressed the sadness in his eyes.

He told himself that he couldn't cry anymore.

The house was rummaged before, but now it is tidy and clean, obviously Wei Chifeng cleaned it up.

He had been invited to Wen Zhai before, but this time he came again, it was different. It was raining heavily outside, but Yan Xi was silent in his heart. He stood stiffly for a long time, his eyes fell on the pen and ink on the desk.

He sat at Wen Lan's desk every day, and said to the air: "Brother Wen, everyone else can agree to you, but you tell me not to be sad, and Wei Yu is really hard to follow.If I don’t pay for my crimes one by one, I will only think about it all the time, sleepless every night, and I will not be able to escape. Only blood for blood, tooth for tooth, can I be happy. Brother Wen, if you say you want me to be happy, listen to this matter.Mine?"

What answered him was the raindrops that smashed the window and the moisture that leaked from the broken window.

Yan Xi said: "Brother Wen agrees with Wei Yu's bento."

So Yan Xi studied the ink, spread out the paper, and wrote with a pen.

A wind came in through the dilapidated door, shaking Yanxi's cloak, Yan Xi concentrated on it and did it in one go.

After a stick of incense, the letter was written.

As if there was a response, a gust of wind suddenly blew obliquely, and the paper window was blown open abruptly.

Before the raindrops splashed onto the desk, Yan Xi had already removed the handwriting with wet ink. He got up and waited for a while. After the ink dried, he put it in an envelope.

After thinking for a while, sitting down again, Yan Xi silently wrote a copy of Wen Lan's last letter, and put it in another envelope.

He remembered the first word of the must-write book after reading it.After writing it, it was another deep hatred, and every time he silently said a word, his face became colder.

When he finished writing, his expression was extremely terrifying.

He gritted his teeth and said: "The so-called 'revenge is not too late in ten years' are all comforting words. I only believe in 'gentleman's revenge, seize the day and night'. Brother Wen, there is a saying among the people that the person who died, the firstI will come back to visit my former residence and relatives and friends in seven days, I will not keep you waiting, after seven days, I will surely let you rest in peace in Jiuquan."

Thus, the matter of vengeance is written.

He managed to breathe a sigh of relief, and then he noticed the strong smell of blood on his body, as well as the "dried" scent on Song Beiming's cloak that was covered in blood.

The cloak was obviously just taken off by Song Beiming, and the "dried" smell contained body temperature.

Only then did he realize that his mood gradually calmed down, which was due to both his self-control and the effect of this cloak.

He was bloodied a lot today, and he was already numb. He just got into Song Beiming's car, and the other party didn't mention a word. His mind was not here, and he didn't feel anything wrong.

Now that think about it, know Song Beiming's intention to give him a cloak before getting off the car.

Yan Xi didn't mind how much Song Beiming could guess.

At this moment, he slowly took off his coat, because it was covered with Wen Lan's blood, he folded the coat and put it on the case in the outer hall.

But besides the outer robe, it is inconvenient to wear only middle clothes. Just as I was looking for Wen Lan's old clothes, I saw a package with the word "Song" embroidered on a small chair in the outer hall.

This style is common to him, and it is always on the carriage of the Beiyuan Palace. If there is no accident, it is his change of clothes.

When I opened the package, I found two uniforms and two sets of official uniforms. I opened the inner collar, and sure enough, the word "Song" was embroidered on each of them.

The incident happened suddenly, and Song Beiming probably didn't have time to prepare his filial piety clothes, but he managed to force a piece of linen in.

Yan Xi was slightly stunned, biting her lips subconsciously, and finally changed into the clothes prepared by Song Beiming.

The "Song" character embroidered on the inner collar was attached to the back of his neck, and he let the "Song" character rub against his delicate skin indifferently.

After getting dressed, he struggled for a while while pinching the cloak, but still put it on.

He needs to "dry" now.

Yan Xi smelled the smell of "withered", her emotions slowly settled, her grief was still heavy, her heart was still throbbing with pain, but she was not overwhelmed with grief.

Yan Xi is trying to numb herself, adapting to the numbness, and regaining her sanity in the numbness.

After everything was settled, Yan Xi sat down and shouted: "Come on."

Wei Chifeng came in from the rain when he heard the sound, first took off his soaked cloak outside the door, walked in dripping with water, and said while twisting the water: "The little prince didn't go out for a long time, so I didn't dare to approach him.", it can be regarded as looking forward to him away. The heavy rain drenched me completely. Master, give me some hot water."

When Wei Chifeng looked up, he saw Yan Xi was wearing a snow-white uniform, with a white cloak covering his head, the hair crown was removed, and the black hair was hanging down, tied with a piece of linen.

Wei Chifeng couldn't help taking another look.

People with white skin wear white clothes, not to mention Yan Xi's appearance is the ultimate pure beauty, white clothes and snow-skinned, lazy and abstinent, just one glance can make people lose their minds.

Wei Chifeng always knew that his little master was very beautiful, and he was extra careful not to look directly at Yan Xi on weekdays, but at this moment he didn't pay attention, and immediately knelt down in shame.

Yan Xi naturally knew what the other party was kneeling on, and said coldly: "I haven't seen you for a few days, but I have grown a lot."

Wei Chifeng kowtowed and pleaded guilty: "This subordinate is rude, please punish the master."

Yan Xi said: "Kneel down and talk."

"Yes." Wei Chifeng didn't dare to raise his head, leaned over and said, "Master, is it Master Wen who is dressed this way?"

"Yeah." Yan Xi managed to state the matter calmly, and then asked, "Do you still want hot water?"

Wei Chifeng screamed in his heart, and kowtowed again and again: "During the mourning period, I don't drink hot water, please forgive me for my reckless remarks. I will also change into white clothes and hats when I turn around, and follow the master to watch the spirit."

"Yeah." Yan Xi responded in a low voice, and it was like exposing the problem, and then said, "Your skills are inferior to Song Beiming's?"

Wei Chifeng didn't even dare to vent his anger when he spoke: "Before the little prince was not disabled, I was no match for him. Although he is disabled now, his five senses are still sharp. When I get close, he will definitely notice. Today I winIf it's raining, I can get closer, but if it's sunny and the little prince is around, I have to stay far away."

Since Wei Chifeng reached an alliance with Yan Xi last time, he witnessed Yanxi's handling of several incidents, and gradually became convinced of this little master.

He has always frankly admitted that he is utilitarian, but he is by no means a two-faced person. As long as he believes in something, he will admit it to the end. These days, he has grown to respect Yan Xi more and more, and he can't be neglected in the slightest.

Wei Chifeng could see that Yan Xi was trying his best to suppress his grief, when Yan Xi was released from prison, he even thought that Yan Xi was going to stab someone with a knife.

At this time, when he learned that Wen Lan had gone, he felt terrified.Because he had seen Yan Xi make a move, with Yan Xi's skill, if he wanted to find someone to revenge and liquidate, he would probably be able to chop Jin Yiwei until his blood flowed like a river.

Fortunately, after the master got off the little prince's car, he looked much better.

Wei Chifeng has followed Yan Xi secretly for five years, so he somehow knows that this master is indifferent to things, and he understands that since Yan Xi is willing to come back in peace, he has other plans.

He guessed that he should be able to report the affairs at this time, otherwise he would not be called in, so he handed over an envelope and said, "This is Qin Ji's new magic weapon."

Yan Xi took it, opened it to read, and then put the drawing paper back into the envelope with satisfaction.

Wei Chifeng said again: "Master, I haven't been able to find an opportunity to report to you for the past few days. I am returning to the capital from Laizhou this time, and I will bring someone back to the master."

Yan Xi gave an "um", not surprised, and motioned Wei Chifeng to continue.

Wei Chifeng said: "Mr. Shang asked his subordinates to choose someone from among the scholars who failed the Yuedong Examination to be the treasurer."

Yan Xi had mentioned this matter to Shang Baiheng before, she needed a person who can handle documents, settle accounts, plan, and have courage to run the business, but she has not been able to find a suitable person.Shang Baiheng kept this matter in mind all the time, and took advantage of Zhiguo's opportunity to arrange the matter.

Yan Xi asked: "Who chose the person?"

Wei Chifeng handed over a famous post and said: "The person selected by Xuan Qi, the person I inspected. Mr. Shang also talked with him, but he didn't come to a conclusion. He said that he should be chilled for a few days. If this person can bear itLonely, I will bring it here for you to see and decide."

Yan Xi took the name card, looked at it and said: "Xuan Qi is from Yuedong, and he knows the circle of scholars in Yuedong. You were originally the commander of Jinyiwei, and the best way to test people is the best way. If the teacher reads it and has doubts, he will definitelySay. Since none of you said it’s bad, one day you’ll get rid of the man from Beiyuan Palace and bring him to see me.”

Wei Chifeng said: "Master, the man has already been brought here, and he is in the yard. It's rare that the young prince has moved away from your hidden guard today, and taking advantage of the heavy rain, I simply brought him here."

Yan Xi said, "Call someone in."

Shen Qian has been in Beijing for a few days and has been placed in an inn.

On the day Fang came, a man surnamed Wei took him to meet a very powerful scribe. He was asked a lot of sharp questions, and he answered them well, but he still didn't have anything to say.

Afterwards, Wei gave him enough money to let him go wherever he wanted, leaving him to live alone in the inn.

This was obviously trying to indifference him, if he took the money and left, this trip would just be a travel expense.

But Shen Qian was not reconciled.

He vaguely knew that although a series of people he had met were capable people, none of them were capable of making decisions.

Shen Qian has been busy for more than half a month, but he still hasn't met his serious master.

He had a strong premonition that this person must be extraordinary.

A good bird chooses a tree to live in. He has a lot of ambitions, but it is difficult to find a noble owner.

Shen Qian was assassinated before the examination in Yuedong County. Not only did he miss the examination room, he almost lost his life, and his future in this life was forcibly interrupted.

It's not that he didn't think about resisting or finding another way out, but the scientific examination was restricted to his origin, and he was not allowed to leave the house without a reason. He applied to change the examination room, but was repeatedly rejected by education.

Yuedong County, who gave birth to him and raised him, held him hostage to death.

I thought there was no hope of turning over, but met a nobleman and took him all the way to Jingdu. The promises were all very attractive, but all of them were based on the fact that the master was willing to use him.

He has enough confidence in his talents and learning, and he tried his best to suppress the excitement of being able to make great achievements along the way. Who knows that entering Beijing will be a bucket of cold water.

Not to mention seeing the master, he didn't even see a corner of his clothes.

Therefore, when he suddenly saw Wei's appearance today, he didn't dare to think about it. He never thought that he was going to meet his future master.

He stood under the broken eaves of the yard for a long while before he saw Wei come out.

He followed to the door of the house, and was about to step in when he was suddenly stopped by the surname Wei and said solemnly: "Forget it, don't look at my master when you go in, lower your head and watch your eyes, so you can answer."

Shen Qian had heard that extremely expensive families had rules not to look down on their masters, so he didn't think about it, and followed into the house after agreeing.

First, seeing the white robe that hit the ground, and looking up at a slender waist tied with a sack, he still wondered if the master was a woman?

Then he heard the other party call him: "Shen Qian."

This voice was obviously a man's, but it sounded as good as jade and stone hitting each other, or a breeze vibrating a flute. He was taken aback when he heard it, and hurriedly knelt down and said, "Shen Zhiyu has seen the young master."

"En." Yan Xi looked at Shen Qian, pressed the post in his hand on the table, didn't ask anyone to get up, and didn't speak.

Shen Qian felt that the other party was looking at him.

What was unspeakably strange was that, just being looked at like this, he felt apprehensive in his heart, with cold sweat on his forehead.

He had prepared a whole lot of countermeasures, but he didn't know where to start.

However, he is good at observing words and expressions, and in just a moment, he realized that the future master is not easy to fool. After waiting for a while without seeing the other party asking questions, he simply said first: "The villain is a useless scholar."

Yan Xi felt a little interesting, so he answered, "Why do you say reading is useless?"

Shen Qian leaned forward and said: "The villain has studied for more than 20 years, but he can't go to the examination room, can't support himself, and is too poor to marry a wife, let alone pay for his ambitions."

"You can think clearly." Yan Xi said, "So you started a small business yourself? Scholar, farmer, businessman, you have a reputation as a scholar, how can you put yourself down?"

Once Shen Qian opened his mouth, his speech gradually became sharper: "The villain is so poor that he can't open the pot, so why care about his dignity? Besides, merchants are the people's livelihood, and small people think that doing business is not cheap. On the contrary, if you do it well, you canGood deeds for the well-being of the people."

In the context of the ancient society that emphasized agriculture and suppressed business, Shen Qian's remarks can be described as deviant.And Yan Xi needed such a person who dared to be different, so he made up his mind and said, "If I could only do one business for you, what would you choose?"

Shen Qian reacted quickly: "Open a bank."

Yan Xi nodded, and asked again: "Why?"

Shen Qian thought about it and answered: "Money and money come and go, and the wealth is endless."

Yan Xi was a little more satisfied, and said directly: "If I use you, I will only ask you to run a bank and a special business, and don't touch other details. Do you know why?"

Shen Qian straightened his knees, and replied: "If all karma is involved, all karma will be ruined. There are beginnings and ends in everything, and only the essentials are taken, and we don't compete with laymen for profit."

"Very good." Yan Xi snorted with mixed emotions, "You understand what I mean. It saved me a lot of time."

Shen Qian's heart sank, knowing that he was eager for success, and that he thought he was smart and violated the big taboo of guessing his master. His expression gradually sank, and he replied calmly: "The villain is just talking nonsense, please forgive me, my lord."

Unexpectedly, the future master didn't hold on to this matter, but rewarded him with work: "I'll ask you to do two things first, the first is to set up the first bank in the downtown area of Jingdu, and the second is to put the money in the envelope.Sell your things to the Beiyuan Palace at a high price. If these two things are done, I will keep you."

Wei Chifeng handed the envelope to Shen Qian.

"To open a bank, you only need to have the capital in place, and the relationship in the government is in place." Shen Qian took the envelope and opened it respectfully. At first sight, it was a few pieces of drawing paper.

In fact, he didn't quite believe how much these thin sheets of paper were worth, and since they were not framed, they were unlikely to be handwritten by famous masters.

His heart sank, he only thought that the future master deliberately made things difficult.

When I opened it, I was shocked on the spot, and immediately stuttered: "Shenji Artillery?"

Yan Xi said: "Are you afraid? Don't you dare sell the things banned by the government?"

Sell firearms!

This is not only a matter of losing his own head, but also a felony of killing the nine clans. Shen Qian immediately understood that his life was in the hands of the master since he entered this door.

If he doesn't agree, he will never go out and say a word; if he agrees, he will make a living of exchanging his life for money and begging for a living.

Shen Qian clearly realized that his life was hanging by a thread.

Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, and he realized that this master was probably very precious, and it was extremely rare for him to be able to obtain the Qin's magical machine diagram to make a cannon, and he dared to openly sell firearms in violation of the prohibition, there must be someoneThe relationship between Tongtian may even have a secret will.

This master dared to do this kind of business even under the emperor's feet, and he definitely had a strength that he could not imagine.

Shen Qian couldn't help trembling with fear, but also excited strongly about the hidden possibility.Cold sweat dripped down, and he was already sweating profusely in a blink of an eye.

This urgency is more important than Shen Qian entering the examination room.

This kind of opportunity is not even encountered by ordinary people. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Shen Qian is a businessman who has read sage books and understands the truth. Since he has sold all his belongings and came to Beijing, he wants to gamble on this fate.

Shen Qian thought excitedly: This master has made a decision, and he opened his mouth with money and firearms!

These are two of the most profitable businesses in the world!A lot of money!

But any businessman will feel hot when he hears it, and he is eager to try it.

It is a pity that he has stopped in his official career. If he can stand on the top of the business field, he will be famous!

Shen Qian's mind has always been active, and this thought was only for a moment, he decisively bet his life, raised his mind, so that he would not look too groggy, and said in a trembling voice: "Thank you, master, for your kindness!Don't be afraid of being stupid, the master can sell it if he says it can be sold. It's just that this thing is very valuable, and the Beiyuan Palace heard that it can't make ends meet to support the snow-treading army all year round, so I'm afraid it can't afford the high price."

Yan Xi said: "You just say a price and I'll listen to it."

"The Shenji cannon is the best of Qin's. I see that the shape and mechanism look like Qin's handwriting. I heard that the government-made Qin's cannon is 8,000 taels of silver. I think..." Shen Qian shouted after deliberationHe asked for a price, "Why don't you make up the whole thing, 10,000 taels for one?"

Yan Xi shook her head and said, "Be bold."

Shen Qian was so shocked that his jaw dropped, he gritted his teeth and said, "Twenty thousand? It can't be more, the Snow Treading Army only pays half a million taels of silver from the household department in one year."

Yan Xi said lightly: "One hundred thousand taels, and I won't sell it for a penny less."