Chapter XXVI: The Champs
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Yan Ran asked her to come in. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Childe, someone sent a letter." The little maid said resignedly.
"Bring it." Yan Ran said.
He lives on the top floor of the Baihua Building, and the general affairs are handed over to the bustard, and only the bustard will come up to ask him about some big things.
When I opened the letter, there was only a short sentence: "At midnight, the Champs will come to see you." ā
Champs is a teahouse in the capital of Zhao Kingdom, which is very elegant and chic, and it is a place for literati and ink writers to enter and exit.
"Who's the messenger?" Yan Ran asked.
"I don't know, a very ordinary man, put down the letter and handed it to the master, and left." The little maid said.
Yan Ran thought about it for a while, but he still didn't expect who would ask him out in the middle of the night, although Zhao had his industry, but he didn't know anyone in Zhao State, and he rarely showed himself in front of everyone on weekdays, after all, he also had the identity of the prince of Yan Kingdom, and it was not good to spread the matter of openly returning the Qinglou, his purpose was just to make money.
At midnight, Yan Ran put on a black fox fur cloak on the outside of his bright red robe and walked into the Champs Teahouse.
There was a shopkeeper who took him to the appointed room.
The layout of the Champs has always been elegant, with a small attic decorated with rockeries, and even a small spring flowing through, and a few green bamboos are exceptionally verdant.
Yan Ran opened the door, and the person inside was already there.
It is still a white robe, not contaminated with a trace of wind and dust, and there are no wrinkles.
The long satin hair was tied up by an ink hairpin, without a trace of mess.
There was a hint of indifferent smile on his handsome and elegant face.
The sword eyebrows on the angular face are flying, and the complexion is just right.
"Han Fei, are you looking for me?" Yan Ran was a little puzzled, but she still entered the private room, took off the black fox fur cloak on her body, and put it aside.
Sitting opposite Han Fei, he asked suspiciously, "What are you looking for me?" ā
"Yan Gongzi's reputation as the number one in the world in martial arts is not a false rumor, and he has also made a slight success in martial arts, so I hereby ask Yan Gongzi for advice."
"This Champs is not a good place to ask for advice." Yan Ran looked at Han Fei contemptuously and said very unceremoniously, feeling that he had bad intentions.
He has always been a straightforward person, and he doesn't like to be like Qin An**fei who is always moody and invisible, and always buries everything in his heart, which makes people feel bored.
He likes to do things happily and hatefully, free and unrestrained, just like now, he clearly knows that he hates the man opposite!
He is not afraid to offend anyone, he does not need to suppress himself for anything, his emotions are expressed on his face.
His eyes were full of disdain for Han Fei.
"Han Gongzi, it's better not to go around those fancy intestines with me, you'd better have something to say, otherwise, you'll leave later." Yan Ran snorted disdainfully.
Han Fei was stunned, once upon a time, he was treated like this?
Since coming in, he has been looking at himself impatiently, obviously showing his disgust for himself, not even a trace of hiding, and he didn't even bother to say hello.
Even the most gentle people cannot be treated so roughly.
Seeing that Han Fei didn't speak, Yan Ran got up and was about to get dressed and leave.
Han Fei hurriedly stopped: "Brother Yan, please stay, there is indeed something to talk about with Brother Tai." ā
Yan Ran turned a deaf ear and continued to dress.
Put on your cloak, open the door, and step out with half a foot.
"I heard that Yan Gongzi's skill has been sealed, and there is an antidote here." Han Fei said hurriedly.
Han Fei, who has always done things nine times and eighteen turns, spoke to another person so bluntly for the first time.
Han Fei, who originally wanted to slowly guide Yan Ran to talk about this topic, had to directly state his purpose.
A layer of fine beads of sweat condensed on Han Fei's forehead, and his stomach was full of words that he held back and didn't have time to say it.
Yan Ran stopped there, turned around, looked at Han Fei, and said with a bright smile: "Han Fei, wouldn't it be good if you talked like this earlier?" Mother-in-law and mother-in-law are like a woman. ā
Han Fei is now as disgusting as eating fly feces, he has always been the image of a noble son in front of everyone, and for the first time, someone made him can't help but run away and calm down...... Stabilization...... He meditated in his heart, comforting himself to calm his emotions.
The man in front of him was arrogant as if he was wearing a red robe embroidered with a big peony, delicate and luxurious, without a trace of hiding.
Lao Tzu is so awesome, it's not that Lao Tzu looks down on you, you people are all garbage!
That's probably what it means...... Han Fei thought in his heart, this arrogant and narcissistic man.
If Han Fei really commented on Yan Ran like this, Yan Ran would definitely hug Han Fei tightly and shout...... Confidant!
That's what Lao Tzu meant!
It's a pity that Han Fei's character would never say such a thing.
"Do you really have an antidote?" Yan Ran asked.
"Yes, there's exactly one down there." Han Fei said.
"On what terms?" Yan Ran raised her eyebrows and stared at Han Fei directly.
Sure enough, you can't beat around the bush with it when you talk to a person in the rectum, Han Fei suddenly thought of the story of the scholar and Chaifu.
The scholar spoke in a literary manner, but Chai Fu couldn't understand it, so he didn't sell him firewood.
"It's not a big deal, I just hope that Yan Gongzi can tell me about Qin Anbei's current distribution of power in Zhao State." Han Fei said with his hands clenched into fists.
"That's it?" Yan Ran asked incredulously.
"Yes, that's all."
"Qin Anbei has more than 20 secret guards by his side, and then a few more powerful helpers, personal guard Suo Yan, cold-blooded killer Xia Han, and a general spy Ruofeng, well, that's pretty much it." Yan Ran thought about it and said, Ran stretched out his hand in front of Han Fei, "Give me the antidote." ā
Han Fei was stunned, but he didn't expect Yan Ran to reveal Qin Anbei's old background without even a trace of hesitation.
Han Fei hurriedly took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it to Yan Ran.
Yan Ran opened the porcelain bottle, poured out a small pill, smelled it, and swallowed it after making sure it was not poisonous.
He really didn't lie to himself, the pill was in his abdomen, and he sensed the warmth of the dantian, and there was a feeling of internal force, and he felt the return of his strength.
"Yan Gongzi...... You have exposed the power of Qin Anbei in this way...... Aren't you afraid that she will be angry? Han Fei asked weakly, Yan Ran's straightforwardness caught him off guard repeatedly.
"It's not a big deal, why is she angry? Could it be that this matter is as important as restoring my martial arts? Yan Ran's face was honest, he had no internal strength, and he had been very aggrieved recently.
Is it really good to betray this without any burden in your heart?
Han Fei was a little speechless.
Sure enough, it's not a person from the world......