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    "Thank you so much, Guard Fucha, I'll leave first." After a few more pleasantries, Yanran left. This person was directly a dangerous person, and Yanran thought it would be better to have less contact with him.

    "I'm afraid not." Fukangan shook his head and smiled.

    Yanran was confused and looked at Fukangan, who pretended to be unlucky: "The emperor asked me to protect you." He sighed again, as if he was wronged.  In fact, it was Fukangan who passed the matter to Qianlong. In fact, it was not a big deal. Qianlong didn't care and had no intention of returning to the palace. Instead, he kept Fukangan. Ji Xiaolan had a stomachache when she saw Fukangan.  The two sides were simply at war with each other. Too many coincidences, misunderstandings and differences in ideas formed this state of mortal enemies. Then He Shen added firewood here and fuel there, causing Qianlong to have a headache. Ji Xiaolan was the master and it was difficult to catch him.  That god-sister would spit in the food he ate, so Qianlong kicked Fukang'an out with a picky persimmon, saying that he would escort the Miss Ji family back well in exchange for Ji Xiaolan's deep love  molar.

    As expected, she couldn¡¯t give a good look to someone who would shine brightly with just a little sunshine. Yanran gritted her teeth and said, ¡°You can leave me alone, old man.¡± It was as if she had wronged him, Uncle Fucha.

    "How can that be done? The emperor's order cannot be violated!" Fukang'an looked up to the sky and sighed.

    Yanran decided to ignore this guy, turned around and left, going to the painting studio in front to see if there were any new products.

    Ji Xiaolan was known to be incorruptible, and the thatched cottage in the capital was so crude that even Qianlong was filled with emotion after seeing it.  In fact, the Ji family has a large business in their hometown, and the household expenses are not tight. It's just that Ji Xiaolan and Yanran don't like complicated things. Xiaoyue and Mochou are always rushing to do it themselves, not to mention Yanran's grandfather is dying.  At that time, all the wealth of the family was given to Yanran, and Qianlong, Queen Mother Shen, and the prince were willing to be blackmailed from time to time. Therefore, Yanran actually lived a very refined and elegant life. For example, she always went to the study, painting, Yuzhai, etc. several times a month.  New product, this is not something ordinary people can afford.

    "Miss Yanran, you're here!" The shopkeeper greeted her with a narrowed smile as soon as she entered the door, but her smile was a little bit false. The antique fragrance in the room made Yanran intoxicated. She was envious of it in modern times, but at that time, what was she doing for life?  Regardless of all this, she came here. The leader of the Qing academic community was her father, who taught her carefully. There was a dazzling array of ancient books and paintings for her to choose from. She felt happy every time she thought of this, and she didn't pay attention to respond with a smile.  Yanran made a sound, then lowered her head to look at the paintings. After being trained by Ji Xiaolan for more than ten years, Yanran's taste was extremely high. She could no longer see ordinary things. She only frowned slightly and turned over the scrolls. Did this shopkeeper have the same skills as last time?  Isn¡¯t the lesson learned last time enough?

    "Have you taken a fancy to it, Miss? It's not good here, but the good stuff is over there!" the shopkeeper asked guiltily, but his forehead was sweating, and he felt like Lu Ban was playing with a machete in front of the door.

    Yanran smiled and was about to give him a small lesson, but she saw Fu Kang'an barging in unexpectedly. She immediately lowered her face, haunted.  Fukangan followed partly because of Qianlong's order, but partly because there was a voice in his heart asking him to follow. He didn't know why he felt comfortable when he saw this girl.

    "What's so good about this? It's useless!" Fukang'an commented unceremoniously. What he couldn't stand the most was Ji Xiaolan's elegant hobby. Didn't all the Han people indulge in it and destroy the country? A man should be a man.  Gain fame on horseback.  I think their ancestors didn't understand that these harps, chess, books, and paintings have taken over the world of the Han people.  And he pretends to be incorruptible, but he doesn't feel sorry for buying such extremely expensive books and paintings, you're a hypocrite!

    Yanran¡¯s face turned green, and even the shopkeeper looked bad, but seeing that he was a member of a noble family, he could only bear it, but Yanran didn¡¯t want to bear it anymore, her hobbies were so elegant, and she was rough and rough!

    He rolled his eyes and stared at the scroll in his hand again. He looked at it carefully and again, making the shopkeeper break out in cold sweat.

    "This painting seems to be an authentic work by Tang Yin. How much does it cost, shopkeeper?" Yanran sighed after a long time when Fukang'an was extremely impatient.

    The shopkeeper's legs immediately went weak. What kind of trick did Miss Ji play? He would lose a lot of money every time she said this. He obviously found someone to copy it and only fooled fools.

    "Oh, you always said it would be two thousand taels, so expensive! Yes, yes, this is simply a miss, but I don't have that much money on me." Yanran said exaggeratedly without waiting for the shopkeeper to complain, with a great expression.  Looking longingly at the painting in his hand.

    The poor shopkeeper did not dare to speak at all. He looked at it with a smile, and finally put it down reluctantly: "Shopkeeper, please keep it for me. I I will go back and get the money." Yanran stamped her feet and was about to leave.

    "Wait a minute, can this girl give me the painting?" Unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin appeared halfway.

      Yanran was stunned. She had planned to lure Fu Kang'an to pay the unjust money. When she looked up, she saw that it was Mr. Nostrils who considered herself to be handsome. His big nostrils were so easy to recognize.

    Immediately, all thoughts were thrown away. Thinking of the Fulun family's delusions, I wanted to stay as far away as possible. Fortunately, my father sent them away last time without seeing them. He nodded hurriedly and took Fukangan away without caring about anything else.  Walk.

    "Girl." Falkang was a little melancholy. The girl just lowered her head and looked at her in awe. She was so gentle and elegant, and his heart moved. He thought that through this painting, he could chat with the girl Tang Yin about a painting.  Hua talked about his life ideals, but who knew that the beauty was far away. As for the guard of Fukang'an Family Fu Da on the other side who was smiling but not smiling at all, he didn't even notice.  However, Tang Yin's painting was also good, and he brought it to your concubine, who then passed it on to the emperor. The more he thought about it, the more beautiful it became, and he paid for it without even thinking about it. When the shopkeeper saw that the enemy was here and the evil star was gone, he relaxed  He took a breath, put the shining two thousand taels of silver notes into his arms, smiled broadly, and hurriedly packed the painting and held it respectfully to Fulkan.

    "Good luck to you, young master!" the shopkeeper shouted to Fulkan, who was very proud of himself. "Good luck to you, fat sheep." Hahaha, I laughed in my heart.

    Yanran kept holding Fukangan's sleeve and hiding in the alley. She didn't let out a sigh of relief until Fukangan was far away. She didn't want to have anything to do with Mr. Nostrils, so Fukangan didn't remind her and just enjoyed the soft fragrance.  The feeling of being warm in Yu's arms was just looking at Fulkang's back and snorting disdainfully, a grasshopper after autumn.

    "This painting is fake." Fukangan whispered in Yanran's ear.

    "You!" Yanran looked at him in surprise when she heard this. She looked like he was not a scholar but just an average person. Her father also said that he was uneducated and incompetent.

    "I just don't like it." Fukangan raised his lips and smiled, then frowned and said, "But why do you want to avoid that Fukangan in such a hurry?"

    "None of your business!" Yanran snorted, meddling in other people's business, but finally found that her hand was still on someone else's, and hurriedly took it back, blushing.

    It¡¯s red, like an apple. I really want to take a bite. Fukangan¡¯s heart suddenly beat faster when he looked at Yanran.

    "Let's go." Fukangan said very naturally.

    "What?" Yanran covered her red face and said something bad.

    ¡°You¡¯re back, are you still asking the emperor to wait for you?¡± Fukangan looked at Yanran¡¯s confusion in amusement.

    Yanran was stunned for a moment, and then she realized what she was saying. Looking at the sky, Fukangan was right, but she was unwilling to give in. She was in a dilemma, and finally followed Fukangan awkwardly with her face turned away.

    ¡°I am Belle Hao frame from Prince Shuo¡¯s Palace, you guys are so daring!¡± At this moment, a roar fell from the sky, and the whole street was shaken.

    Yanran and Fukangan looked up at the same time, and saw a man yelling at the censor patrolling the street. Next to him was a woman kneeling pitifully, and next to him was a wretched man covering his face and cursing.

    Yanran and Fukangan's faces darkened at the same time, and they both looked at each other with indignation, but in the end they still clenched their fists and left.

    ?Baylor from Prince Shuo¡¯s Mansion?  !  He behaves misbehaving like this on the street and bullies others. He is simply the scum of the Eight Banners. Fortunately, his surname is Fucha. No, he has to talk to Amma at night.

    The Roaring Horse and the Little White Flower?  !  Unfortunately, life was going so smoothly that I didn¡¯t notice it. They were already happily reunited, so what should Lan Xin do?

    It¡¯s just that the content of their indignation is completely different.

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    Mr. Nostrils has appeared, and things have become interesting o(n_n)o~ Little White Flower and Roaring Horse are also happy to meet each other (remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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