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Yan Shaokang's line can be figured out. Yan Shaokang is probably in the same group as the Blood Shadow Thirteen Niangs. They jointly planned this conspiracy to invite Fucheng into the game. This is why Fucheng is even worse What you understand, is Fucheng so important?Why does Fucheng have to participate in this game?

You can figure it out without thinking, there is no Dong Qiang in the Xiahou Mansion at all, and the so-called promoted guards in the Xiahou Mansion are all fabricated characters from beginning to end.Fucheng strongly suspects that Dong Qiang is Yan Shaokang's disguise. Fucheng has seen how powerful Yan Shaokang's disguise is. It seems that it is not difficult to pretend to be another person.The most pitiful person in this conspiracy is probably Xuefengniang from Tianxianglou. According to Mother Wang, she will soon be able to save enough money to redeem herself.

On Yan Shaokang's side, apart from Fang Hai being able to find out his background, there is no possibility of breakthrough. The only clue that can be followed up is the line of Xiahou Mansion.

Fucheng did not forget what Zhou Xuanyi said when he proposed to come to Wande, he had a way to establish a weak connection with Xiahou Mansion through Wande Academy.

But the specific method, Fucheng does not know.

Zhou Xuanyi wasn't very anxious about this, and he couldn't be too hasty in establishing contact with the Xiahou Mansion. The Xiahou Mansion had taken root in Bailu City for too many years, and like a giant, it extended its tentacles of power to every corner of Bailu City.However, it was such a giant, but the backbone suddenly fell down, and the entire Xiahou Mansion was in chaos. If the eldest son Xia Shisong hadn't supported him, the Xiahou Mansion would have been torn apart by now.

At this juncture, any character who bumps into it will look suspicious, so it is best to keep a low profile and slow down as much as possible.It's just that Zhou Xuanyi's progress was too slow, and he didn't start making any weak movements until the fourth day.

At noon, Mr. Yu stayed with Zhou Xuanyi for dinner. The dishes provided by Wande Academy were really not delicious, so Zhou Xuanyi put down his chopsticks after eating two mouthfuls.

When Zhou Xuanyi was about to leave, Mr. Yu stopped him.Mr. Yu faltered and faltered, tossing and turning over and over, nothing more than words of approval.This week Xuanyi looked so innocent that he didn't look like a gentleman, but he didn't expect that he was really good at teaching.Not to mention the submissiveness of the students, the latter talked about the Three Kingdoms like gossip, in which the insights into the art of vertical and horizontal are really ingenious, and Mr. Yu has benefited a lot from listening.

Mr. Yu also felt embarrassed for judging people by their appearance, and now he spoke quite respectfully, "May I ask where your teacher is from?"

To Zhou Xuanyi, these so-called insights were not even memory, they were almost blurted out, as if this is how the world should work.

Regarding Mr. Yu's question, Zhou Xuanyi wanted to say that he didn't know, but after thinking about it, he was afraid of causing suspicion to himself, so he said: "Master is an unknown country scholar, Mr. Yu doesn't need to worry about it." Mr. Yu had no room to ask further questions, but after bidding farewell to him, he threw up his sleeves and left.

Mr. Yu was completely convinced by Zhou Xuanyi, and felt that Zhou Xuanyi was both mysterious and capable, and he was simply a master.

It was rare for Zhou Xuanyi to be able to control the children of Wande Academy, Mr. Yu seemed to have taken a big advantage.He was not ashamed of judging people by their appearance, and regretted that they almost let such talents go away.

After one afternoon class ended and during the break, Mr. Yu finally had a free time and insisted on discussing with Zhou Xuanyi.Old Mr. Yu was completely convinced by Zhou Xuanyi's talents, and with a studious spirit, he refused to give up any chance to chat with Zhou Xuanyi.

From the bottom of his heart, Zhou Xuanyi didn't want to talk to Mr. Yu. Mr. Yu was more annoying than Fucheng, and he talked a lot, and Zhou Xuanyi said ahhh.Mr. Yu has been babbling like chanting sutras, Zhou Xuanyi has nothing to do but write with a pen.

Mr. Yu lost his voice when he was chanting, and asked after a while, "Your word..."

Zhou Xuanyi didn't realize what he was writing at all, looked down, and saw that it was nothing more than a few words from the Analects, and said, "Huh?"

Mr. Yu continued: "The handwriting is really good."

Zhou Xuanyi's handwriting is vigorous and powerful, very different from the Tang style that is popular at the moment, with a broad body and magnificent momentum, strong bones and awe-inspiring spirit.Those who write this kind of characters must firstly have extraordinary wrist strength, and secondly, they must have a heart for the world. Those who can write this kind of characters at Zhou Xuanyi's age are really very few.

Mr. Yu tasted it for a while and then asked: "How much is it for a copy of your calligraphy?"

Scholars sell some calligraphy and paintings privately to make a little money. Some of the paintings are good, so they simply quit their jobs and set up a calligraphy and painting business by themselves.Mr. Yu was an ordinary scholar like Zhou Xuanyi, but Zhou Xuanyi didn't know these things. When Mr. Yu asked, he was shocked. It turns out that calligraphy and paintings can also be sold.Zhou Xuanyi looked down at the words he wrote just now, but he didn't see any big questions, so he couldn't decide how to answer them.

Zhou Xuanyi could only walk the path of pretending to be deep to the end, and said, "How much do you pay?"

Mr. Yu stroked his little goatee and walked around Zhou Xuanyi's words twice. He didn't look like a scholar, but like an expert in antique appreciation.Mr. Yu walked for a while, and said uncertainly, "Three taels of silver."

Mr. Yu's words made Zhou Xuanyi startled for a moment, and he turned back to look at his own handwriting. This sloppy handwritten thing actually earned more than his hard work teaching for a month?Zhou Xuanyi glanced at Mr. Yu's expression, not knowing what was wrong, and suddenly thought of haggling.

It was Zhou Xuanyi's first day in the business of selling calligraphy and paintings. He had no idea how much he should sell, but seeing Mr. Yu's expression, he knew that there was still room for negotiation.Zhou Xuanyi originally had a face that he couldn't get close to, but now he deliberately lowered his face and said, "Not for sale."

Zhou Xuanyi thought to himself, he either wants to do big business, or he doesn't do it. In short, he is poor and poor, and it is not a loss if he loses three taels of silver.

Mr. Yu is an old expert in bargaining, and seeing Zhou Xuanyi's downcast face made him feel bad, so he raised the price and said, "Five taels."

Zhou Xuanyi kept silent, as if he was still thinking about it, at this moment he became a little interested and said, "Not for sale."

Mr. Yu grieved and said: "Five taels and eight dollars, no more."

The two argued several times, and finally Zhou Xuanyi made a deal with Mr. Yu at a price of seven taels. What Zhou Xuanyi didn't know was that Mr. Yu could sell this painting for 20 taels.

Zhou Xuanyi thought he had made a lot of money and was about to write when he picked up the pen, but Mr. Yu stopped him, and then moved out of the study a complete set of the Four Treasures of the Study.

Mr. Yu took out the high-quality green sandalwood leather rice paper, and Zhou Xuanyi recognized that this kind of paper moistens the ink very well, and the ink rhyme is clear, so it is indeed the best thing.

Zhou Xuanyi wrote a poem "Xingxiangzi" by Su Shi according to Mr. Yu's request.Pick up the pen and write down the last sentence: Count back then, Xulao Yanling.Monarchs and ministers have a dream, and the past and present have empty names.But the distant mountains are long, the clouds and mountains are chaotic, and the dawn mountains are green.

After finishing writing, Zhou Xuanyi thought of the phrase that the monarch and his ministers have a dream, and he had a little more thought. Mr. Yu reckoned that it was for a gift.

Mr. Yu went to the cashier to pay seven taels, and Zhou Xuanyi held the silver like snowflakes in his hand, and suddenly he felt a little emotional. He actually talked to Mr. Yu for so long because of this mere seven taels of money?Still feel happy after grinding?

Old Mr. Yu could tell from the very beginning that Zhou Xuanyi probably had no experience in selling calligraphy and paintings, and he didn't know how much his calligraphy and paintings were worth. He probably thought he was getting a good deal with the money now.

Mr. Yu held the words written by Zhou Xuanyi in his hand, and thought of wrapping them up and sending them to Xia Shisong, the eldest son of the Xiahou Mansion.

The grievances and grievances of wealthy families are always complicated. Seeing Lord Xiahou’s bizarre death, others would guess whether Xiahou’s mansion is going to be over. Mr. Yu doesn’t think so. He has a short career in official business, so he has more experience in these activities than those Confucian scholars who are not deeply involved in the world. many.The death of Master Xiahou was precisely an accident. The giant Xiahou Mansion began to move its muscles and bones. The accident was like a bone replacement, which might create new opportunities.

How could Mr. Yu be willing to be a teacher of Wande Academy?This bullshit academy is full of a group of children who can't afford to teach. It is impossible for him to teach a champion in his life and become a teacher of the champion.Regardless of Mr. Yu's age, he has to learn to find another way out for himself.

Master Xiahou hadn't finalized his heir before his death, but now it seems that the eldest son will inherit it most likely. Taking this opportunity, Mr. Yu should please the future head of the family.He had inquired a long time ago that Xia Shisong liked to collect calligraphy and paintings.

Zhou Xuanyi twitched his lips when he saw Mr. Yu looking as if he had found a treasure. The most powerful thing about Zhou Xuanyi was that he could make everything as if it happened naturally.

Since both he and Fucheng decided that Yan Shaokang's line had come to an end and they had to focus all their energy on Xiahou's Mansion, they began to investigate Xiahou's Mansion with their own methods, and the most important task was to collect information.

Fucheng found Dong Qiang who did not exist, and Zhou Xuanyi found the most inconspicuous piece of information among a bunch of trivial information, Xia Shisong likes calligraphy and painting.

Zhou Xuanyi himself is good at handwriting. In order to be safe, he practiced calligraphy and painting until late at night last night, so that he could write good handwriting seemingly casually in front of Mr. Yu.

People only like to see geniuses, and no one wants to know what kind of effort is behind the genius.

Now it seems that things are going well, but what kind of effect can be achieved is still unknown.

In fact, Mr. Yu himself has no clue. To please Xia Shisong is a "helpless move" in his own eyes. From his perspective, he can only see that at this moment he needs to firmly hug the thigh of the future Patriarch, but how to do it is difficult. He was a little hesitant again, and when he hesitated, he wanted to discuss it with someone, and it seemed that Zhou Xuanyi was the best person to discuss it with right now.

In the next few days, when Mr. Yu has nothing to do, he will approach Zhou Xuanyi to make friends. Most of the time, Zhou Xuanyi is cold, and when he is in a good mood, he will answer a sentence or two. The golden sentence of enlightenment.

The two talked for several days, and finally, Mr. Yu began to reveal some important information to Zhou Xuanyi, saying: "Which of these people in Xiahou's Mansion do you think has more reputation?"

Mr. Yu asked in a cryptic manner, and Zhou Xuanyi's answer was also cryptic. He asked Mr. Yu to tell him about the Xia family, and obtained a lot of information both openly and secretly.

Mr. Yu said: "Many people say that Xia Shilin, the young son of the Xia family, killed Lord Xia Hou in order to separate the family. I don't think this is the case."

Zhou Xuanyi didn't answer, and waited for him to continue: "Xia Shilin is very favored, far surpassing the boss Xia Shisong, this time the death of Master Xia has hit him hard, and he is getting drunk every night now?"

"Drunk?" Zhou Xuanyi opened his mouth at the right time.

"Yes." Old Mr. Yu said gossipingly: "Xiahou's Mansion has used many means to suppress this matter. What is it like to drink like that after your father just died?"

Zhou Xuanyi smiled, and said: "Really?" Zhou Xuanyi spoke lightly, Mr. Yu always felt that there was something in his words, but he couldn't tell why.