"A Collection of Ancient and Modern Pill Recipes"

"Take first, practice Qi second, and have a better future"

"Theory of the Room, Baojing Art, and the Secret of Yin and Yang Combination of Three Hundred and Sixty-One Styles"

"Does the school of cultivation still have the necessity of existence in the Dharma-Ending Age? Where should we go!"

Qi Xiang glanced at me and found that, except for a small number of more traditional Taoist classics, most of the rest were collections of essays with various names?

The dense collection of essays dazzled Qi Xiang and was very surprised.

At this moment, Chen Biexue twitched on the bookshelf, with a little more sneer on her face: "I found it, it should be this one."

Qi Xiang hurriedly looked at it and saw Chen Biexue walking out with a thick book and put it on a nearby desk to check it out.

Qi Xiang hesitated for a while and walked over.

The desk is clean and tidy and spotless. On the desk, small stationery utensils such as pens, ink, paper, and inkstones are arranged in an orderly manner, such as washing and pen holders.

Qi Xiang suffered from an occupational disease. After observing one by one, he found that these stationery tools could not be simple. They looked like they should be valuable antiques. However, the most valuable one was this table.

The table looks like yellow rosewood. The texture on the table is hidden or visible, vivid and changeable, with a soft and elegant color, and a faint fragrance.

Qi Xiang's eyes swam, and suddenly noticed that a page of letter paper was turned on the table. The letter paper turned yellow, as if it was quite old. The table was turned on and was afraid that the wind would blow away, so she suppressed it with a piece of tiger-shaped paper.

Qi Xiang also saw the paper town before he noticed the letter paper. He walked up and stared, and inadvertently, his eyes penetrated the thin letter paper and saw the contents.

This is mainly because of his ability to see through, he is not mastered well, and he has not been able to achieve the state of being able to receive and receive freely.

At first glance, Qi Xiang was also shocked and wanted to withdraw his gaze. But at the same time, he was attracted by the contents in the letter and couldn't help but read it word by word.

The letter paper has not much content, about one hundred words.

Qi Xiang finished watching it soon, but her heart seemed to be filled with storms and could not calm down for a long time.

“As expected…”

Suddenly, Chen Biexue reached out and said, "Give it!"

"What?" Qi Xiang didn't react.

"Walnut..." Chen Biexue signaled: "Compare."

"Hmm?" Qi Xiang came back to her senses and quickly looked at it. She saw a thick book opening, with illustrations on one of the pages depicting a pair of walnut patterns.

Qi Xiang quickly took out the walnuts to compare them, and saw that the pattern on the book was drawn in white. Judging from the details, it was indeed very similar to the walnuts. In particular, the positions of the poems and the marks were very consistent.

"Is this?" Qi Xiang was surprised.

"The secret record of the palace in the Qing Dynasty." Chen Biexue said: "It records in detail the various treasures hidden in the palace in the Qing Dynasty. This pair of walnuts is one of them. No wonder I just read it and felt familiar."

"Court secret record?" Qi Xiang was stunned: "Is there any such archival historical material?"

"Secret, not to be made public." Chen Biexue said casually: "It seems that Mr. Wei is right. This pair of things is indeed the treasure of Qianlong. It can clear the mind and brighten the eyes, nourish the qi and blood, and is interesting..."

Next to the pattern, there is a text description.

Qi Xiang also saw it, and his expression suddenly became a little strange. Because the text mentioned that the reason why Qianlong lived to be eighty-nine years old and became the long-lived emperor was because he kneaded and played with this pair of walnuts all day long when he was old and declining.

Is this true or false?

Qi Xiang was thinking, and suddenly thought that this pair of walnuts had a layer of inspiration...

"One million, I want it." At this moment, Chen Biexue closed the book casually and said, "Do you want cash or check?"

"Check..." Qi Xiang was not stupid, so she definitely didn't want to show off on the street with a box of cash, which was arousing covetousness.

"Okay, let's go." Chen Biexue nodded, put the book back to its original place, and then called Qi Xiang to leave.

Qi Xiang followed him step by step. When he reached the stairs, he couldn't help but look back at Changjian. In a vague way, he seemed to be able to see a ray of sword light leaping.

When he got downstairs, Chen Biexue walked to a room. When he came out again, he had an extra check in his hand.

Qi Xiang took a glance at the check and gave the walnuts with tactfulness.

Chen Biexue was quite satisfied. After taking the walnut, he waved his sleeves and expelled him: "You can leave now."

"Don't let the grind kill... it's not right, it should be a bridge that crosses the river." Qi Xiang complained in her heart. She wanted to ask some questions, but when she saw Chen Biexue's expression of not being close to others, she had to leave.

Qi Xiang had something in his mind, and was unsteady. He was confused and returned to the study room just now, but found that the study room was empty. Fortunately, someone was packing up his things in the study room, so he quickly asked and found out what was going on.

He continued to walk around again and slowly came to the courtyard. He was lucky and happened to catch up with the banquet.

Hundreds of banquets were distributed in an orderly manner everywhere, and dozens of graceful girls were like butterflies, holding plates of steaming delicious dishes, and placed them on the table quickly.

The time was not long, and the banquet was completed, and everyone sat in turn.

Qi Xiang was very conscious and sat at the edge of the last seat and formed a table with seven or eight people she didn't know. Everyone smiled and sang, enjoyed a sumptuous banquet.

The banquet lasted for a long time, for more than two hours, and Chen Futu brought people out once, holding a chubby baby, and toasted everyone at a table.

After a round, the banquet was approaching the end.

Qi Xiang wiped her mouth with a tissue and saw Jiang Baiwan walking out of the nearby wing room. He hurriedly met her.

When Jiang Baiwan saw Qi Xiang, his eyes were a little complicated, and then he smiled and said, "Let's go."

"Can you go back?" Qi Xiang looked up at the sky, feeling that it was still early.

"I have met people, had dinner, and achieved my goal, so it's boring to stay." Jiang Baiwan was in a good mood and explained: "And by the evening, there are more guests coming, and it's a bit messy, so we shouldn't join in the fun."

When Jiang Baiwan said this, Qi Xiang must have no objection, so he followed him to leave the villa.

There is also a distance from the middle of the mountain to the foot of the mountain.

The mountain road is winding, with lush branches and leaves on both sides, which is quite quiet.

Jiang Baiwan left for a moment and suddenly asked, "Qi Xiang, have you sold that pair of walnuts?"

"Sold." Qi Xiang was very calm. He was seriously short of money recently and was almost on the verge of bankruptcy. It was rare to have a chance to make money, and he would definitely not miss it.

"One million?" Jiang Baiwan asked.

"Yes." Qi Xiang nodded and patted her chest pocket: "I took all the checks."

"Oh..." Jiang Baiwan suddenly sighed: "Brother, don't you know that this is a good opportunity?"

Qi Xiang was a little puzzled: "What good opportunity?"

"You really don't understand, or are you pretending to be confused?"

Jiang Baiwan said with a grudge: "Chen Futu just said that he wanted to ask you to help take care of the child. This is just an intention. If you give the walnuts to Chen Biexue and he will accept your favor, this matter will definitely be confirmed."

"Which one million is more important than the future of the future?"

Jiang Baiwan shook his head and stamped his feet, "Brother, you may miss a big opportunity."

"But..." Qi Xiang blinked and said, "I didn't plan to agree to Chen Futu as his nanny at the beginning. You know, I hate children the most, I cry and make trouble, and I'm annoyed."

"Huh?" Jiang Baiwan was stunned, silent for a moment, then opened his eyes wide and said, "Qi Xiang, are you stupid? Are you having a fever?"

"Boss Jiang, I'm very sober." Qi Xiang laughed and found a reason and said, "I just think that it must be a lot of rules to work in a wealthy family. I'm afraid I won't adapt."

"...this is true." Jiang Baiwan thought for a while, and nodded, "The wealthy family is as deep as the sea, and their words and deeds are restricted. This is a sure thing. But in contrast, it is the benefit that many people dream of. Are you willing to bear it?"

"At this point, no matter how reluctant you are, you will be helpless." Qi Xiang smiled and said, "You can't return the check now, and you can't do whatever you want? This is capricious and will definitely not end well."

"That's right!" Jiang Baiwan sighed: "What a pity!"

Qi Xiang smiled, took a few steps faster, came to the foot of the mountain, drove out of the parking lot, and then slowly left Moling Town and headed towards the city.

Shortly after the two left, Yun Zhongwu hurried down the mountain. He got into a luxury car and closed the door with force as if he was venting. At this moment, his face turned completely gloomy, as if a thick layer of frost was frozen.

"Bang!"

Yun Zhongwu suddenly punched the leather seat hard. After holding it for several hours, it disappeared a little. He knew that this time he had fallen.

Although Chen Futu didn't say anything on the surface, his attitude towards him was no different from usual. But he knew in his heart that his impression in Chen Futu would definitely be greatly reduced.

If this impression score cannot be saved, it may become an important bargaining chip that affects the tilt of the balance at critical moments.

"Damn Jiang Zhongliu..."

Yun Zhongwu's expression was gloomy and sunny. He suddenly grabbed his cell phone and called a phone number, and then ordered in a cold voice: "Wang Dong, the boy who went to the rooftop with you had offended me. Go and teach him a lesson so that he can know that he is amazing."

While speaking, without waiting for Wang Dong to react, he cut off the communication and turned off his cell phone.

After doing this, the eyes of the fog in the clouds were cold and the light of calculation was flashing.

He issued this mindless order to test whether Wang Dong had betrayed him. If Wang Dong betrayed him, he would naturally not act according to orders.

If Wang Dong hadn't betrayed, that would be better. Anyway, that kid is annoying. If you can't get along well with anyone, you'd rather have something to do with Jiang Zhongliu, and you deserve to be unlucky.

But then again, if Wang Dong had not betrayed, who leaked the news? Could it be that there was another traitor placed in Jiang Zhongliu by his side?

For a moment, the fog in the clouds fell into deep thought, with a gloomy expression...

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Chapter completed!