The little sweetheart dressed as the ghost king

Hearing Ye Wang's order, Mr. Guo hesitated for a moment, looked at the silent Ye Wang, and finally expressed his long-standing doubts, "My lord, there is one thing I still have to say."

Hearing this, Ye Wang turned his head to look at Mr. Guo, only a pair of silent eyes stared at him indifferently on that face where no emotion could be seen.

Even after staying by the Night King's side for so long, Mr. Guo is still not used to the coercion of the Night King, and cold sweat gradually broke out on his forehead.But thinking of his responsibilities, Mr. Guo still gritted his teeth and said, "My lord, I know Mr. Xi is a kind-hearted man, but everything he brought out is unknown to us. This is very different from the original investigation. Doesn't match."

"What do you mean, Mister?" After Mr. Guo finished speaking for a long time, the Night King finally opened his mouth and asked calmly.

After following the Night King for so long, Mr. Guo naturally knows that the Night King is in a bad mood, but he also knows that if he doesn't say anything, according to the Night King's disposition that doesn't care about anything, if Xiji has any wolfish ambitions in the future, then Ye the city is in danger.So bit the bullet and continued: "There is something strange, we have to be careful."

After he finished speaking, the Night King stared at him more and more sharply, but there was still no emotion in his tone, "Then Mr. Guo thinks, what should this king do?"

Mr. Guo looked at Ye Wang, considered his tone, and put forward a pertinent suggestion, "My lord, I think we have to send someone to the Xi's house to investigate again, to see why the young master knows so many things."

Speaking of this, Mr. Guo was silent for a while, then looked at Ye Wang, and then said: "Besides, send reliable people to the young master to protect him, and secondly, if there is anything wrong with Mr. Xi, we can also Be informed in time."

After Mr. Guo finished speaking, he didn't get a reply from the Night King for a long time, just when he was beating a drum in his heart.Ye Wang slowly opened his mouth, "Then follow what Mr. Guo said, so be it."

Hearing his words, Mr. Guo, who originally thought that the Night King would not agree, but was still thinking about how to persuade him to put the overall situation first, suddenly raised his head and looked at the Night King, seemingly unbelievable.

Mr. Guo's strangeness lasted only a few seconds, but the Night King still noticed it, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he asked lightly, "Why, Mr. Guo was surprised?"

Seeing Ye Wang asking this question, Mr. Guo quickly shook his head and denied it: "This subordinate dare not."

Ye Wang looked at Mr. Guo, did not express any opinion, but looked at the two fat sparrows squatting on the treetops outside the window, and said lightly: "I also want to know what secret he has."

Hearing this, Mr. Guo was shocked, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Ye Wang looked away from the two sparrows outside the window, looked at Mr. Guo and said, "Mr., go down and get busy."

"Yes." Now that he had obtained the result he wanted, Mr. Guo didn't stay any longer, saluted respectfully, and then went down to send someone to do the work.

But when Mr. Guo was about to walk to the door, the Night King seemed to inadvertently asked, "Mr. Guo, does Xiji look like someone with a city?"

The moment Mr. Guo heard these words, Xiji's bright smiling face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and he responded in a low voice, "I don't think Mr. Xi is like that kind of person."

Ye Wang raised the corners of his mouth when he heard the words, and then said, "I think so too."

Mr. Guo didn't have time to think about what the Night King's words meant, and walked out of the Night King's study subconsciously.It wasn't until he walked outside the door and thought about what he said just now that he couldn't help laughing, then shook his head as if disapproving, and sighed: "My lord, after all, my heart is soft. I only hope that the only one I'm soft-hearted this time, so don't make any big mistakes."

After Mr. Guo left, the Night King looked at the piece of paper on the table again. The two words on it were faintly visible, clearly written, 'Xiji'.

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Xiji had no idea that he was being watched because of the things he had done in recent days, and he was taking Lu Yin and Bi Jiang together in the workshop, looking at the newly released white paper, so excited that he didn't know what to do .

"My lord, after that failure, we re-selected the bark, improved the temperature, and the production techniques of the masters. Finally, we finally made this kind of white and flawless paper." Mr. Pei said here very emphatically Excited, the moment he saw this paper, he thought of its future creation, and also knew the value of this thing.If his prediction is correct, he can even use this thin piece of paper to go down in history.

Different from Mr. Pei's excitement, Xiji looked at the paper in front of him, which was slightly smaller than A4 but thicker, and his heart was full of emotion.Such a small piece of paper, I didn't think it was anything before, but now I deeply understand the wisdom of the working people!

After Xiji finished feeling, Master Pei also recovered from the excitement, looked at Xiji and carefully suggested: "Young master, let's try to see if it can be used for writing?"

Hearing this, Xiji nodded in agreement, and he also wanted to see if there would be any difference in writing on this thing.

Seeing Xiji nodded in agreement, Mr. Pei winked at his subordinates, and then the clever young man quickly took back a charcoal pencil wrapped in a cloth strip.

Xiji took the charcoal pencil that was already considered an old friend, and began to write on the paper under the eyes of everyone.It's just that Xiji still overestimated the hardness of the charcoal pencil after all. After he finished writing the first character and then wanted to write the second character, the charcoal pencil broke with a snap.Looking at the crumbs spilled from the interface, Siji fell silent.

Mr. Pei mistakenly thought that Xiji was angry because the experiment was unsuccessful, so he quickly asked someone to send another charcoal pencil to Xiji, and said respectfully: "Young master, you can try this one."

Xiji didn't pick it up, and pushed the thing out, and finally looked at Mr. Pei and said politely: "No need, Mr. Pei, since this paper can be used, let's do it first."

Mr. Pei looked at Xiji's face, saw that he was vaguely disappointed, and was a little flustered for a while, wondering if this powerful young man was dissatisfied with his job.Thinking of this, Mr. Pei looked at him, and tentatively asked: "Young master, do you think there is anything that needs improvement?"

Hearing this, Xiji shook his head and sighed. Under Mr. Pei's tangled eyes, he sighed and said, "I just think that I just thought about making paper, but I forgot what it comes with."

Mr. Pei was a little puzzled when he heard the words, but judging from his contact in recent days, he also knew that this young man had hidden a lot of things in his heart, so he didn't rush to answer, but looked at Xiji, waiting for his next words.

Sure enough, Xiji looked at the charcoal pencil on the paper with resentful eyes, and said lightly: "I thought that this charcoal pencil would be enough for use, but I forgot that it is easy to smudge, and it should not last for a long time." If you use this to write in the future, I am afraid that within a few days, you will not be able to see what you wrote."

When Mr. Pei heard him say this, he said appropriately, "What does the young master mean?"

"I thought of a few things to write on. If it is good, the writing can be preserved for several years, and it will be considered as a set when it is made." Xiji said here, as if thinking of something again, will I looked at Mr. Pei, and then said:

"Master Pei, since everyone has been able to make this kind of paper, we will still make it according to this specification in the days to come. Of course, it would be great if we could make better ones. By the way, I'm talking about matching The utensils will also be handed over to you, do you think you can spare some people?"

When Mr. Pei heard this, he immediately said excitedly: "Young Master Xi, of course we have no problem."

Seeing Mr. Pei being so excited, Xiji couldn't help laughing, and said politely: "Then there will be Mr. Pei."

"Please rest assured, son."

The two talked politely, and Xiji was about to leave, but before leaving, she seemed to think of something, stopped walking outside, looked at Mr. Pei and asked with some embarrassment: "Mr. Pei, what did you do last time?" Kind of waste paper, do you still have it here?"

When Xiji stopped, Mr. Pei also stopped his own footsteps. At this time, seeing Xiji's face flushed and obviously embarrassed, he was still a little puzzled, but he answered honestly. Answered his question, "Yes, and many more."

Hearing this, Xiji was relieved, and said calmly: "In this case, the remaining waste paper is useless to you, so send it to the palace for me."

Mr. Pei listened to Xiji's somewhat inexplicable instructions and looked at his embarrassed expression. Although he felt a little weird, he honestly didn't ask any more questions and respectfully agreed, "Yes, my son, I will send you later. People sent to the palace."

"It's time for you, my lord."

After Xiji finished speaking politely, she took her maid and left happily.He thought it over, and when the production of things is large, he will use part of it for the Night King, and use the rest to open a store to make money.

Although it is still a troubled time, there are still many rich people. Xiji thinks that they will probably not be stingy with using a little money in exchange for a knowledge reserve that can be preserved for several years.

Xiji Meizi planned it happily, and when he was eating with the Night King, he couldn't help showing a look of joy.

The Night King looked at Xiji whose mouth was raised throughout the meal, and couldn't help asking, "Why are you so happy?"

Xiji looked at the Night King, and didn't rush to answer his question, but pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Master, do you think it's a bit troublesome to read books?"

Hearing this, the Night King knew what Xiji was going to say, and he nodded his head pretendingly, and said with a bit of complaint, "The bamboo slips are thick, so it's a little troublesome."

Hearing what the Night King said, Xiji's eyes lit up, and then looked at him impatiently and said, "My lord, do you think the bamboo slips are inconvenient?"

The Night King looked at Xiji smiling like a kitten who had stolen a fish, and remained silent without answering.

Xiji didn't care either, and continued to say, watching the Night King beaming, "I've figured out a way to solve this problem, and you'll be able to see it in a few days."

The Night King looked at Xiji whose face was glowing because of his happiness, and responded in a low voice, "I'm looking forward to it."