Fan Jianqiang obviously felt Lao Lin's murderous aura, and he was a little confused, where he provoked him.

Staring at Fan Jianqiang for a while, Lao Lin didn't say a word, took the piece on the table in his hand, and read it while commenting on it.

The paper of the Celestial Empire has always been very expensive, and at the beginning of Ping'an Town, Fan Jianqiang asked Lao Tian to go out to buy paper, and the kind of inferior paper that is not a few yellow can be sold at a good price. In a place like the capital, the most paper is used by the Manchu civil and military ministers.

Especially the civil officials, they not only write down their memoirs every day to show that they are very diligent, but also hope that Boss Lin will not think they are useless and fire them. Moreover, they also have to practice calligraphy.

The quality of a character can determine whether it can be mixed in the civil service system, which is a default rule.

For Lao Lin, he doesn't care about what bullshit these ministers write, he focuses more on whose handwriting is better and whose handwriting is distinctive.

It's not that Boss Lin is passive and slacking off, it's really that there is really no big thing in the Celestial Empire, and these chapters are trivial things, and they can also be solved without going through Boss Lin.

The process of reading the chapters is more like an interactive game between the boss and the employees.

And Boss Lin was lazy yesterday, which made the employees feel uneasy, the boss didn't take them in his eyes, felt that they were useless, and wanted to open their rhythm!

So, they want to join forces to put on a play and prove that they are still useful!

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and only the sound of Boss Lin flipping through was left.

Fan Jianqiang's mind was spinning rapidly, he thought of many possibilities, among which the emperor wanted to ask for immortality was the most appropriate, but today's situation was not right!

Also, that unknown dead eunuch, you have already been on Brother Qiang's small book, damn, you actually told Brother Qiang that this is a good thing, good your sister!

Thinking of what Lin Yu said today, Fan Jianqiang suddenly felt a little happy.

Boss Lin was murderous towards him, but he felt that it was a pity to kill him, so he met in the imperial study.

At this time, Boss Lin's eyes narrowed into a line, and his eyes were very close to the recital.

It's close!

Wait a minute!

Fan Jianqiang looked at it carefully, and then he was sure that he was not mistaken, Boss Lin was short-sighted!

Calculating the age, the men of the Celestial Empire got married almost in the fourteenth and fifth fiveteenth years, especially the rich and noble, who married earlier. Boss Lin's situation may be similar, he had the crown prince when he was sixteen, and the prince is also sixteen years old this year.

In other words, Lao Lin is actually only thirty-two years old this year, but he is now full of beard and looks like he is forty years old.

Myopia in his early thirties doesn't seem to be an uncommon thing.

Fan Jianqiang roughly understood what Boss Lin meant, this was to ask him to hand over the money to buy his life.

The rest is okay to say, but he has the heart to hand over all this Luzhou Laojiao, but he can't do it!

When the time comes, Boss Lin asks him how to brew, how should he answer?

Do you want to tell Boss Lin that Brother Qiang is a traverser who came to the Celestial Empire with the hospital, and he can exchange the contents from the hospital?

If he really said that, Fan Jianqiang felt that he would be treated as mentally ill, and then he was dragged out by Boss Lin and clicked.

"Your Majesty." Fan Jianqiang called softly.

Ren Xi glanced up at him, then his eyelids drooped and ignored him.

And Boss Lin continued to review his recitals as if he hadn't heard it.

The corners of Fan Jianqiang's mouth twitched, there is no need to be perfunctory, right? If this was placed in his previous life, Fan Jianqiang felt that he was ......, forget it, even if Boss Lin was not the emperor, he was not an opponent now. This small body, compared with Boss Lin's tiger's back and bear's waist, it is self-evident who has more combat effectiveness.

It wasn't until the sun set in the west that Boss Lin put down the concerto, looked at Fan Jianqiang lightly and said, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Fan Jianqiang, who was standing with numb legs, cleared his throat for a moment, and then said: "Your Majesty, have you been seeing things in the distance these days, and when you review the recital, you need to hold the recital closer, otherwise you can't see what words are written on it?" ”

Boss Lin looked at Ren Xi, and Ren Xi shook his head quietly, indicating that his information had not leaked into Fan Jianqiang's ears.

"Yes, I have been in this situation for seven or eight years, and the imperial doctor in the palace said that there is no possibility of curing my eye disease, although it will not lead to blindness, but as time goes by, the situation will become more and more serious, and eventually everything will be blurred.

I heard that your medical skills are good, specializing in treating incurable diseases, why, do you have a recipe to help me heal? Boss Lin asked.

"I heard that you claim to be an immortal disciple, could it be that you stole the elixir from your master?"

Fan Jianqiang hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Your Majesty said that I am laughing, where am I an immortal disciple, the family teacher does have some ability, but he is also an ordinary person, the same will be born, old, sick and die, but there are more things." ”

"Oh? Then the elixir you refined is said to be able to treat many diseases, is this true? ”

"This can't be true! At the beginning, I studied art with my brother in the mountains, but my playfulness was relatively heavy, and I could only learn a little bit about what my master taught, and I had mastered a little bit of fur, so it was naturally no problem to treat most common diseases, but some diseases, even I had no way to do it. However, His Majesty's situation is not very serious, and it just so happens that I can solve it.

Don't talk about the stupid thing about letting Your Majesty return to the way it was before, even my master can't do it. But it is not a big problem to let His Majesty restore normal vision through some things. ”

Fan Jianqiang had already thought about it, and he wanted to put on glasses for Boss Lin.

Historically, the only emperor who actually wore glasses seemed to be someone from the last dynasty, but that person looked more like a nerd. There is no domineering as an emperor!

Boss Lin gave Fan a strong sense of oppression, which was a momentum that had naturally developed after being in a high position for a long time.

If you put on a pair of delicate glasses for Boss Lin, what kind of picture would it be?

Boss Lin looked at Fan Jianqiang for a while, and made sure that he didn't mean to lie, so he said, "If you can do it, I promise to meet you with three things." Don't overdo it. ”

Fan Jianqiang shuddered for no reason, this old thing is still threatening even now!

"How dare you! I am the most life-sparing, Your Majesty's problem is wrapped up in me, and I will ensure that the medicine will cure the disease! But it's getting late today, and some exclusive equipment hasn't been brought, so I need to go back tonight to prepare, and I'll treat Your Majesty tomorrow, do you think Your Majesty? ”

People have to bow their heads under the eaves.

Boss Lin smiled: "Go, go back and sleep well, eat better, tomorrow, hehe." ”