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Looking at the back of Shen Ziling leaving aggressively, Ye Donglan sighed, looking at the distant horizon, hoping that Shen Yuzhou had gone far away.

Ye Donglan turned around and went back to his room, ready to start his study. The political discussion tomorrow morning was his weak point. Even with Shen Yuzhou's guidance for a few days, it was still difficult. He needed to work harder.

Walking to the desk, Ye Donglan saw a package on the desk. When he opened it, the first thing he saw was a book. On the blue cover, there were two beautiful characters: Discuss politics, be well behaved in the lower right corner Signed by: Shen Yuzhou.

Ye Donglan opened it in surprise, and there was a note on the title page. Shen Yuzhou's handwriting has always been outstanding. Although it can be seen that the writing is in a hurry, it also has a messy aesthetic feeling.

_Jiao caramel hall_

"Master Ye saw the letter,

Yu Zhou was fortunate to be cared by Mr. Ye. When the young master saw the letter, Yu Zhou had already embarked on the road to the south. Yu Zhou had lived for more than ten years and had never left the capital. He did not know the vastness of the world. The son once said that although some people are born like ants, they still have the ambition to break the dike. Yu Zhou has questioned the unfairness of fate in these years, but he has never thought of resisting fate. Now fate is coming to me like a torrent. I dared to give it a try.

After going south, I will still concentrate on my studies. As the young master said, I will return to the capital in a few years to win the fame and prove it to everyone.

Since Yu Zhou left the academy, this note is no longer needed. The young master has always had a headache discussing politics, so Yu Zhou boldly stayed, hoping that it would be of some use to the young master.You don't need to know more about the situation to discuss the state affairs. Your son understands the people's sentiments and is daring to act, which is already the biggest advantage. Please rest assured.

There are still some things that are too heavy to carry on the road, please help me to deal with them, Yu Zhou should not go.

Yu Zhou, stay urgently. "

After Ye Donglan finished reading the letter, he was stunned for a long time, and it took him a long time to breathe out. Shen Yuzhou was the best if he could think about it.The injustice of fate is like the injustice between the dignitaries and the poor in the capital. It seems difficult to shake, but in fact it is not impossible for a mayfly to shake a tree.

Ye Donglan put the letter away, and looked at the political discussion notes left by Shen Yuzhou. Shen Yuzhou listened carefully and organized clearly. Then he sank in, until he saw the sky darken, and the handwriting on the book could not be seen clearly. He lighted up the candle, and then remembered to look at the rest of the package. It was wrapped in kraft paper and was heavy. Yes, when it was opened, it turned out to be lacquer smoke ink among several pieces of high-quality Hui ink.

Presumably this is what he said in his letter that he carried too heavy items. Hui ink is a treasure among inks. The production process is complicated. High-grade lacquer smoke ink is made of more than 10 materials such as tung oil smoke, musk, borneol, gold leaf, and pearl powder. It is made into a collection of painting, calligraphy, sculpture, modeling and other arts. It has the characteristics of falling paper like lacquer, black color, durable, no glue for paper and pen, strong fragrance, plump and greasy texture, etc. It is known as light when you pick it up , grinding to clear, smelling to xin, firm as jade, silent grinding, a little bit like lacquer, and the reputation of being true for thousands of years.

Ye Donglan didn't use Hui ink very much, but he could tell that the few pieces left by Shen Yuzhou were all high-quality treasures. Shen Yuzhou left it to Ye Donglan at will, meaning to give it to him, but Ye Donglan was just Mo kept it away, and wanted to return the treasure when Shen Yuzhou came back one day.

The lonely lamp was exhausted, and Ye Donglan sat at the table and turned the book page by page.