Ji Yaohua didn't understand the profound meaning of Yang Qingyuan's actions.
"Huh!" Yang Qingyuan blew on the green tea leaves floating in the tea cup, "Ji Captou, if you don't want to try this tea, it was given to me by Mr. Qian, the Minister of Rites. It's rare to taste it on weekdays."
Yang Qingyuan seemed to have done nothing.
"grown ups!?"
Yang Qingyuan looked at Ji Yaohua, who was dripping with sweat on her forehead and whose bun was a little messy, but had a stubborn face. He couldn't help but secretly admired this beautiful lady...
"What does Ji Captou mean by this? Yang was just concerned about his subordinate's health and worried that Ji Captou was overworked, so he checked Ji Captou's body. Why are you so aggressive?"
Facing Ji Yaohua's questioning, Yang Qingyuan seemed to have nothing to say, and acted as if nothing had happened, with a calm tone.
Seeing Yang Qingyuan's behavior, Ji Yaohua also calmed down. Yang Qingyuan's behavior just now really frightened her, so she became confused for a moment.
"Thank you, sir, for your concern. I was just worried last night and couldn't sleep well. It's nothing serious."
However, in a few breaths, Ji Yaohua turned back into the beautiful but cold female headhunter dressed in black.
"It's okay if it's nothing serious. Dali Temple was first built, and it's the time to hire people. You and your sisters are all good candidates. I still need your help. I'll give you three days to clean up everything. After three days,
, each performing his or her duties.”
"Please rest assured, sir, Yaohua and the sisters will look after you from now on."
Yang Qingyuan smiled slightly and put down the tea cup, "Since I didn't have a good rest yesterday, I will rest early today."
Yang Qingyuan already wanted to see him off. Although Ji Yaohua was suspicious, she couldn't force him to stay. She picked up the identity certificate and token on the table, gave Yang Qingyuan a fist salute, turned around and left.
Just as Ji Yaohua turned around, she heard Yang Qingyuan's lazy voice coming from behind.
"In the past, Sun Shichang, the King of Medicine, had a discussion with his brothers in the Zixiao Palace. Thanks to the wrong love of the King of Medicine, Qingyuan got a pair of decoctions, which may be able to relieve Ji Baotou and all the sisters' sleep syndrome."
Following Yang Qingyuan's voice came a Xue Tao note.
When Ji Yaohua turned around to ask again, Yang Qingyuan was no longer in the room.
Such advanced Qinggong made Ji Yaohua even more afraid of Yang Qingyuan. She originally thought that Yang Qingyuan would be easy to deal with at such a young age, but she didn't expect that this person would be even more difficult to deal with than Catcher.
Opening the Xue Tao paper in her hand, a line of small regular script was printed in Ji Yaohua's eyes. Before she had time to read the content on it, Ji Yaohua was amazed by just the small regular script in her hand.
He is worthy of being the second most talented person on the list. Even if Yang Qingyuan's martial arts skills are ignored, he is still a rare talent based solely on his literary talent.
"One tael each of perilla, mint, and artemisia annua, eight cents each of ginseng and forsythia, seven cents each of sophora japonica and ginseng root, six cents each of bupleurum, two cents of Chuanxiong, five cents of raw yellow..."
Looking at the handwriting on Xue Tao's paper, Ji Yaohua read in a low voice, but halfway through reading, Ji Yaohua's pupils suddenly shrank and her words stopped.
I saw Xue Tao's note clearly written: Add one liang of Angelica dahurica and 372 qian to dissolve the poison of witchcraft poison.
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Yang Qingyuan did not directly force Ji Yaohua to make a choice. He could not win over the people by force, so he gave the choice to Ji Yaohua himself. If they were determined to serve him, then Yang Qingyuan would not let go of An Shigeng.
In the eyes.
This is not Yang Qingyuan’s boast, it is the fact.
An Shigeng relied only on his capital's leading wealth and his father An Yunshan's bizarre and profound martial arts. As for his own martial arts, he was not yet in Yang Qingyuan's eyes.
But An Shigeng's wealth was meager compared to Yang Qingyuan, a man who walked in the Wenhua Palace.
During the Great Zhou Dynasty, scholars, farmers, industry and commerce were all under the empire.
No matter how powerful a businessman is, how big can he become?
As for his backer, An Yunshan, the richest man in the capital, Yang Qingyuan paid even less attention to him.
Compared to his backers, Yang Qingyuan has really never been afraid of anyone.
You only rely on hills, but I rely on Mount Everest!
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After arranging some work at Dali Temple, Yang Qingyuan left early to look for Li Xunhuan.
Dali Temple needs to establish its prestige, and the best way to establish its prestige is to solve cases that have a major impact.
Whether it is in the world of martial arts or in the court, An Shigeng himself is now the perfect target.
The Metropolitan Procuratorate is one of the most well-informed places in the capital.
Supervise the censor, and you can hear the news and report things.
This group of court-certified trolls, led by the chief troll, the Chancellor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and the Right Imperial Censor, Chen Xuesong, went deep into the grassroots, looking for the illegal things of court officials and powerful people from the people's mouths, and impeaching them in court.
, complete the indicator.
You can't go wrong by asking them for information.
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Shendu, Li Mansion.
A sneaky figure flashed past the wall.
Li Xunhuan was born in a wealthy family. After entering the Hanlin Academy, he bought a house in the capital.
Li Xunhuan, who was the supervisory censor, was drinking in the courtyard at this time. Suddenly his left ear moved slightly, showing a smile, and he casually broke off a branch from the tree on the side.
"Friends on the rooftop, since you are here, why don't you show up and meet me."
As he said that, he hit it casually and the branches flew out.
There was the sound of cracking porcelain on the roof, and then a figure flew down.
"Brother Li, this is the Shanyin sweet wine I brought you from Qingwuyuan, and it was shattered by your flying knife!"
The visitor was none other than Yang Qingyuan, who was still looking at Li Xunhuan with a smirk on his face. He still had half a small porcelain bottle in his hand, and the sweet aroma of wine filled the night sky.
"This is the Shanyin sweet wine brewed by the Shaoxing brewing master invited by Qingwu Yuan. It has just been opened today. What a pity!"
Li Xunhuan: "..."
For the first time, Li Xunhuan felt regretful that his flying knife was too accurate. If the branch had missed just a little bit...
"Brother Yang, when you came to my house late at night, didn't you just bring wine to tease me?"
Although the wine was destroyed by the branch he shot, Yang Qingyuan still has to bear the responsibility.
"Brother Li, this is too much. I brought wine to see you out of kindness, but your attack was just a branch. I haven't even asked you to settle the matter, but you questioned me first?"
Yang Qingyuan threw the broken porcelain bottle on the table and took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve.
"There's still some here, Brother Li, just drink this!"
Seeing the porcelain bottle in Yang Qingyuan's sleeve, Li Xunhuan's eyes lit up, and he opened the porcelain bottle and poured himself a glass.
Picking up the wine glass, Li Xunhuan took a sip and said, "Tell me, why are you looking for me today? Could it be that you were involved in the Inspection Bureau again when you violated court etiquette last time?"
"no……"
"Did you leave your post without permission while on duty?"
Yang Qingyuan said angrily: "Brother Li, can't you just hope for me?"
"I'm here to ask if your Inspectorate, which oversees the world, has any information on An Shigeng."