"Your Majesty, there are so many imaginary people in this world, but, in the opinion of the old slave, this doll is similar to the eyebrows, eyes, facial features and body shape, but other things such as eyes and temperament are not the same at all, a person wants to hide his own body, and it is easy to fake his appearance, but his demeanor and temperament cannot be faked at all, not to mention, he is just a child, where does he know how to be so hypocritical and disguised?"

This is Gao Lishi's opinion, and he also admits that Li Longji saw that Yang Jian is indeed very similar to that person, but his temperament and demeanor are not as rich as that person's wealth.

"Well, you're right, maybe it's just my suspicion."

Li Longji smiled faintly.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, that man is dead, forever gone from this world, and no one in this world has ever known of his existence, and no one will ever know that he existed."

Colliers' voice is long and deep, and that person, along with that story, will never be known to the world.

The history books do not contain it.

The folk do not pass it on.

He's been in the world, but it's like he's never been there.

It's like a gust of wind.

Gone, never to come back.

"However, when I occasionally dream back in the middle of the night, I still think of him, of his eyes, of his face, of the sweet and lovely way he looked when he called me—"

Li Longji's eyes floated with countless pictures, all of which were the appearance of that person.

"Your Majesty's mourning is smooth, the past cannot be traced, and we who are alive have to look at the future."

Gao Lishi didn't know how to comfort the emperor in front of him.

"Well, maybe, it's just right, has the origin of this little doll been clarified?"

Li Longji seemed to remember something and asked again.

"The old slave is working hard, and as soon as there is news, he will notify His Majesty as soon as possible."

As soon as Gao Lishi heard this, he knew that His Majesty had not completely eliminated the doubts in his heart after all.

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After buying the homestead in Pingkangfang, Yang Jian's heart was steady.

In his eyes, his grandson is smart, capable, and filial.

But he sometimes can't understand the grandson.

For example, why buy the homestead of the murderous house?

Doesn't he know the horrors of the murderous house?

However, what is the use of his, the grandson has already eaten the scales and has an iron heart, and what he believes must be done to be happy.

Therefore, Xu Geng occasionally sullen, feeling that his grandson would definitely suffer in the future if he didn't listen to the old man.

However, the grandson is still very happy now.

He looked at the stacks of phoenix wood stacked in his thatched house, huge, straight, and exuding the unique fragrance of phoenix wood, and his eyes were also a bright light.

The light in Daddy Qin's eyes was even brighter.

He had lived most of his life, and he had never seen so many phoenix trees.

The legend of phoenix wood is that it survives for a hundred years, blooms for a hundred years, and becomes mature in five hundred years.

On the market, phoenix wood rarely appears.

So more often than not, it's all priceless.

The phoenix wood used for the guitar he made for Yang Jian last time was actually many years ago when a wealthy Chang'an family asked him to make a pipa for his daughter, he secretly intercepted a small part of the card's materials, but he was reluctant to use it, and he didn't take it out until Yang Jian asked himself to make him a guitar.

And in front of him, like a lot of phoenix wood, he rubbed his eyes several times before he believed that these were real phoenix wood.

For a passionate musical instrument-maker, phoenix wood is like a rare rough gemstone in the eyes of a jeweller.

"Old man Xu, you said, these are all rewards from King Qi to Yang Jian?"

Daddy Qin felt that he couldn't imagine what it would be like for a person with such a generous shot?

This phoenix wood in front of me is worth 100 gold!

"That's true."

Xu Geng's face was also very proud.

"Why did King Qi want to reward a little doll so generously, have you thought about it?"

There was a trace of doubt in Father Qin's eyes.

He has traveled the rivers and lakes for many years, and he instinctively feels that this matter is full of strangeness.

"This—this old man hadn't thought about it."

Xu Geng was telling the truth, he really didn't think about this problem at all.

"You don't want to think about it, what is it about Yang Jian that makes a person of King Qi's status willing to make such a rich reward?"

As a bystander, Father Qin will see it from another angle in his heart.

"Because he has a request from Yang Jian to make him a guitar."

Xu Geng remembered a reason.

This is indeed the reason that King Qi said at the beginning, including the one hundred taels of gold, which is the production cost.

"Just a guitar production fee? Worth so much money? ”

Father Qin squinted at Xu Geng.

He felt that this old brother of his was really getting older and confused when he thought about things and looked at things.

"Is there something else wrong with this?"

Xu Geng really couldn't imagine that there would be any problems.

"I don't know, but I just don't think it's easy."

Father Qin twisted his long white beard in his hand, thoughtfully.

"Grandpa Qin, are you here?"

I don't know when, Yang Jian, who had just finished building a snowman outside, returned to the house, and then he saw Daddy Qin, and he asked Grandpa Xu Geng to come over to discuss making guitars.

However, when he came in, he saw the serious faces of the two old men, and he felt a little strange in his heart.

Doesn't Daddy Qin want to make guitars for himself?

Yang Jian got up a little.

"Well, well, good grandson, are you fun playing with snowmen?"

Father Qin came back to his senses from his concentration, looked at Yang Jian who was jumping in front of him, and said with a smile.

"That's right, Grandpa Qin, do you think this wood can be used to make two guitars?"

Yang Jian looked at the phoenix wood stacked on the ground and asked casually.

It's like it's just a pile of wood for a fire, can it make two meals?

"Two guitars? Hehehe, silly grandson, these phoenix woods are enough to make a hundred guitars! ”

Father Qin was amused by Yang Jian's words.

A child is a child, how do you know that there is a room full of priceless treasures in this house!

"That's good, Grandpa Qin, you can use these woods to help me make two more guitars, and the rest will be given to Grandpa Qin, and Grandpa Qin can use them to make more pianos!"

When Yang Jian heard this, he was also very happy.

He had seen Daddy Qin's piano-making process, and he had never seen such a pure-sounding guitar in his life!

"Silly boy, do you know what you're talking about—"

Father Qin was frightened by Yang Jian's innocence.

One of these phoenix trees is enough for him to live a carefree life for a lifetime, and one phoenix wood is enough for ten guitars.

"It's okay, Grandpa Qin, these phoenix woods were really given to Grandpa Qin by Yang Jian, anyway, I don't know how to make a piano, it's useless to hold it, give it to grandpa, and you can also make some piano."

Yang Jian didn't take these rare treasures seriously at all.

He thinks that useful things should be given to those who use their abilities, so that he can play a greater role, and keep them for himself, maybe for a year and a half, maybe they will rot and deteriorate.

Isn't that a tyrannical thing?

"Are you serious?"

When Father Qin heard this, his eyes were shocked and bright.

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