You girl, Yu Youhai picked up the money she put down and said with a smile, haha, that’s it, Qingque Pavilion took this order, there is paper and pen over there, go ahead and place the order.
Xia Zhaoyi turned around and looked at the south window on the second floor. Among the empty desk seats, there was a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstones placed on top of a piece of paper.
I went to put these away, and Yu Youhai patted the books in his arms. After you finish writing, dry it in the sun, put it in an envelope and put it in the wooden box under the desk.
Okay, sir, Xia Zhaoyi said.
In the entire Qingque Pavilion, only Yu Youhai and the two guys who were packing boxes in the backyard were left.
All orders and information from the past dynasties of Qingque Pavilion will be retained. In the past few days, hundreds of people from Qingque Pavilion have worked together to organize and store them in the darkroom. Yu Youhai happened to be holding the remaining half of the box.
The set of pens, inks, paper and inkstones left on the second floor are reserved for customers who place orders. No matter how chaotic the world is, Qingque Pavilion will never close.
Yu Youhai watched the girl go by, still smiling, paused, and suddenly called: Ah Li.
Xia Zhaoyi turned around and said, "What's the matter, sir?"
Neither humble nor arrogant, neither alarmed nor deceitful, this calm and quiet look made Yu Youhai like him more and more the more he looked at her.
Ah Li, do you know that everyone in Qingque Pavilion likes you? Yu Youhai smiled and said, the world is in chaos right now, you, a little girl, have to take good care of yourself.
Xia Zhaoyi smiled, raised his hand and said: Thank you sir for your kindness.
Hahaha! Yu Youhai waved his hands, turned around and walked downstairs.
Since the first floor is uninhabited, any movement in the empty hall will bring echoes.
Yu Youhai held his hands and walked to the backyard. When he got downstairs, he paused and looked back at the door.
At some point, several tall men came outside the gate. The leading man was extremely strong, like a black bear.
Is this Qingque Pavilion? The man said.
Xia Zhaoyi paused after hearing this, and the pen in his hand stopped slightly.
Yes, Yu Youhai said, this is Qingque Pavilion.
Is it closed?
Not closing.
Okay. The man walked in, followed by his men.
A certain person is Bao Suwei, the commander of the chariot in front of the emperor. The man's face was cold and he said, "I am here today just for the sake of politics. I want Qingque Pavilion to kill two people for me. One, Ah Li. Two, follow Ah Li to kill the emperor."
The young man on the team.
Yu Youhai frowned slightly, looking at the man's expressionless face.
Under the dim light, the man who claimed to be the Imperial Fengche Captain was very handsome. He was completely different from the dark-skinned, tough and burly generals Yu Youhai had seen. He seemed to be only around 20 years old.
He was much lighter than Yu Youhai thought, and he looked familiar, but Yu Youhai couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
If he is really the captain of the imperial chariot, this is an official position that no ordinary person can fulfill. To be able to sit in such an official position at such a young age, he must either have a distinguished background or have outstanding abilities.
As the man finished speaking, a subordinate behind him stepped forward and placed a heavy bag of money on the short plank beside him.
Only then did Yu Youhai see that the people who followed were all wearing Tianrong Guard uniforms.
There is gold inside, Bao Suwei said.
Yu Youhai didn't change his color and glanced at the money bag on the short-legged plan.
Do you want to take it? Bao Suwei asked again.
Yu Youhai paused and said: It is not me, Qingque Pavilion, who has the final say whether to accept the order or not, but the person who wants to accept the order has the final say.
Okay, Bao Suwei nodded and said, I will put this list here in Qingque Pavilion.
As he said that, he looked around and said: I understand the rules of Qingque Pavilion, where is the paper and pen?
The pen and paper are upstairs. Yu Youhai said.
Okay. Bao Suwei immediately walked upstairs.
Yu Youhai followed him with his eyes. He didn't need to follow him, but he couldn't worry about it, so he put the book in his arms on the table beside him and followed him.
Fortunately, the girl is no longer there, and everything on the document is as usual, with pens, inks, paper and inkstones placed in the correct order, just as they were when they arrived.
Bao Suwei sent one of his men over, while he looked around and looked around.
Yu Youhai stood quietly not far behind him, casting his eyes calmly throughout the lobby, wondering if the girl had left.
After the subordinates finished writing, they brought it to Bao Suwei after it dried, and Bao Suwei handed it to Yu Youhai: Is this possible?
Whatever. Yu Youhai said.
Bao Suwei returned it to his subordinates and watched as his subordinates sealed the paper and threw it into the wooden box under the document.
Is this wooden box strong? Bao Suwei asked with interest.
Firm. Yu Youhai nodded.
What if it is broken by force?
There is a hidden mechanism within the period. If it is broken by force, it will burst into flames and the letter will not be retained. To open the wooden box, you can only use the key. Yu Youhai said.
Good thing, Bao Suwei said with a sneer, it reminds me of something.
Yu Youhai smiled and didn't ask what it was.
Bao Suwei lowered his head and looked at his arm, raised his hand to stroke it, and said directly: The Minister of War and the sword-maker Du Lang once got something, which was the arm crossbow left by Ali.
The structure is equally magical. There is a special trigger mechanism that can completely destroy the inside. The crossbow arm has the same purpose as this wooden box.
Yu Youhai bowed his head and should claim to be so.
I wonder who made this wooden box? Bao Suwei asked again.
It happened three hundred years ago, Yu Youhai said, and Yu really didn’t know.
So, what about the ingenuity of contemporary craftsmen? Qingque Pavilion should know this, right? How many people do you think can make such arm crossbows in this world?
Yu Youhai smiled: Sir, I have never seen that arm crossbow with my own eyes, how do I know?
Bao Suwei raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him coldly.
Yu Youhai paused for a moment. Looking at Bao Suwei like this, he finally realized why he looked so familiar.
The famously fierce little prince of the Jian'an Wang family, Li Xiao.
These two people are so similar, even their raised eyebrows and tall and powerful bodies are almost the same.
However, compared to the pampered little prince, the Captain Fengcha in front of him was slightly fairer.
How could it be so similar?
Xia Zhaoyi was hiding on a beam. When she saw Bao Suwei appear, she almost thought it was Li Xiao at first glance.
Li Xiao is even more like a brother to him than Li Xun, the crown prince of Jian'an.
If she hadn't been worried that Qingque Pavilion and Mr. Yu Youhai would be implicated, she might have gone down to have a good meeting with him by now.
Li Xiao is even more like a brother to him than Li Xun, the crown prince of Jian'an.
If she hadn't been worried that Qingque Pavilion and Mr. Yu Youhai would be implicated, she might have gone down to have a good meeting with him by now.
Maybe I've gone down to have a good meeting with him.
