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Chapter 132: Old clothes

Lu Yun opened his eyes, and it seemed like a deep pool where endless years had accumulated.

Immediately, it was restored to its original state.

"That's fine. As the saying goes, moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic, and labor are fully developed."

Lu Yun took back his heart and looked at Shang Yijian.

This place is very similar to the clothing store outside the Forbidden City, and there is also a carpentry workshop, except that the service targets are mainly the nobles in the palace.

Because a murder occurred here, there was no one inside for the time being.

Whoosh!

Lu Yun's eyes closed at first, and then suddenly opened, two golden flames burning in them.

Breaking the illusion of golden eyes!

He wants to use these eyes to detect all anomalies in the world.

Found it!

One piece, two pieces, three pieces...

He found a total of ten pieces of clothing, which had faint traces of energy and blood fluctuations, which were of the same origin as the fluctuations emanating from the red line on Xiao Huzi's waist.

If that weird martial skill is regarded as a curse, then these ten pieces of clothing are the medium through which the curse spreads.

What about the source?

He searched for a long time and still couldn't find the source?

"Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, our family will find you." Lu Yun said coldly.

He came to Xichang and entered Cao Ronghui's study.

"I have met Eunuch Cao in my humble position."

"What's the matter?" Cao Ronghui didn't even raise his head. At this time, he was copying a calligraphy work by a master.

Lu Yun had just received the inheritance of calligraphy over time, and he couldn't help but feel itchy. He walked to Cao Ronghui and said, "Eunuch Cao, why don't you let me have a try?"

"You?" Cao Ronghui glanced at him with contempt.

Then he was stunned.

Good guy!

How dare this kid despise his immediate superior in calligraphy!

Is your skin itchy?

"Eunuch Cao, let the younger one try it, please?" Lu Yun didn't notice Cao Ronghui's gnawing eyes. At this time, his attention was entirely on the copybook.

He instinctively felt that everyone's calligraphy was just like that.

"You come? Then you come!"

Cao Ronghui smiled, I admit that you are highly talented in martial arts and have good understanding, but when it comes to calligraphy, it is not something that a little thing like you can understand.

It is simply a dream to think of being arty in front of our family.

Lu Yun took the pen.

Cao Ronghui's eyes squinted at first, purely as a joke, but as he watched, his eyes gradually became serious, and finally he became shocked.

Where did this kid come from?

The paper is spread out and the brush strokes, and the pen moves like a dragon. The straight strokes are like swords, the curved strokes are like vines, the points are like rocks falling from dangerous peaks, and the strokes are like orchid leaves blowing in the wind.

"Eunuch Cao, please take a look."

Lu Yun put away his pen, but when he looked at Cao Ronghui, he was shocked.

I saw this middle-aged man with a white face and no beard looking at him with fiery eyes, as if he was trying to dissect himself.

"Eunuch Cao, what's wrong with you?" Lu Yun waved his hand in front of him.

"Stop shaking, you're not blind!"

After a long time, Cao Ronghui finally spoke.

Seeing that his expression finally returned to normal, Lu Yun breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up the copybook he had just copied and handed it to Cao Ronghui like a treasure.

"Eunuch Cao, what do you think of my calligraphy skills?"

That mean look and tone made Cao Ronghui want to put ink directly on his face.

"Eunuch Cao..."

Seeing that he didn't comment for a long time, Lu Yun moved closer appropriately.

"roll!"

Cao Ronghui spit out such a word from his mouth angrily.

He was really shocked.

Is this kid a human?

He's just handsome, but his martial arts talent is so strong!

It’s just that your martial arts talent is so strong, but you can write calligraphy so well? Is there any reason for this?

Cao Ronghui really couldn't figure it out.

The calligraphy skills that Lu Yun just showed could not be developed within ten years, which means that he has been learning calligraphy since he was a child.

However, for a family that has money for their children to learn calligraphy since they were young, how about joining the palace and becoming eunuchs?

"No, Eunuch Cao, I have something to do with you today."

Seeing that Cao Ronghui was really shocked, Lu Yun immediately took the copybook away from him and talked about the Shangyi Supervisor.

As soon as he heard that it was down to business, Cao Ronghui quickly got into the mood.

"Such martial arts are so vicious, we must not let them wreak havoc in the Forbidden City. Tell us what you want."

Hearing this, Lu Yun said seriously: "The humble position requires a handwritten letter or a token from Eunuch Cao."

Cao Ronghui understood that this guy was afraid that his official position would not be able to suppress others, so he came to find a backer for himself.

"Okay you brat, our token is here, take it away and remember to return it to me."

"As you command!"

Lu Yun happily took the token handed over by Eunuch Cao, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he was stopped again.

"Let's do this. I'll add another layer of insurance for you, just in case."

With that said, Cao Ronghui gave Lu Yun another token.

After Lu Yun took it, he was about to open the back, but was stopped by Cao Ronghui.

"Remember, don't use it as a last resort."

Looking at Cao Ronghui's serious face, Lu Yun cupped his hands and clasped his fists: "Yes, Eunuch Cao."

After Lu Yun came out, he called Zhao Xin.

"Captain Lu, you are looking for me."

"Go find Hu Yanyong and Wang Yang and ask them to bring a group of people each." Lu Yun ordered.

"As you command!"

After a while, Hu Yanyong and Wang Yang each came with a group of people.

"Boss!"

"Colonel Captain!"

Lu Yun looked at the group of people under his command, described in detail what happened in Shangyi Prison, and then said: "Let's go!"

Suddenly, everyone followed behind Lu Yun.

In front of a slightly remote palace.

Hu Yanyong coldly ordered his subordinates: "Please ask the chief of the Shangyi Prison to go back with us and ask him where these old clothes come from."

"yes."

Soon, a fat old eunuch walked in with small steps.

The power of the Shangyi Supervisor was very small, so the supervisor did not dare to make any mistakes when he saw the people from the West Factory.

"I'm Zhai Songnian, I've met Eunuch Lu."

Lu Yun looked him up and down and said, "I would like to ask Eunuch Zhai to work hard and cooperate with us."

"That's natural, that's natural." Zhai Songnian said with a smile, the wrinkles on his face squeezed together.

Lu Yun smiled and said, "That's great."

After returning to the Shangyi Prison, Zhai Songnian came in and looked at the ten pieces of clothing on the ground, and said quickly: "We have marked each piece of clothing and recorded it in detail in the account book. You only need to check the account book to find out.

"

He quickly checked the source of the fabrics for these clothes through the ledger, and found that they were all used clothes purchased from outside the Forbidden City.

However, the sale of old clothes is not disorderly, especially for the Shangyi Jian. Most of the old clothes are discarded by wealthy households, and then the Shangyi Jian buys them at a low price and uses them to make palace clothes for the lower-class palace people.

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