Nalan Jun, the son of the Nalan family, is the most legitimate successor of Tongcheng. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This person is very low-key, delicate and does not make mistakes, and the relationship in the circle is handled properly, and he has a very high reputation in Tongcheng.

It is a bit surprising that such a person is actually involved in this kind of thing, but it is reasonable.

After all, this Nalan Jun is also a human being, without iron-fisted means and some shady deeds, how can this country sit firmly?

But Ma Liang didn't understand, the fourth son of the Gongsun family, a little-known person, was almost a person who Nalan Jun could level with a touch of his fingers, what could he have in his hand that could attract him?

Thinking of this, Ma Liang could only ask Li Hu.

Li Hu's face was blue and white for a while, he was the protector of a small gang, and he was not a fart on the table of Tongcheng.

How did he know so much, but the evil god in front of him was squeezed like an intelligence agent, and in the end, he didn't know what to say.

Seeing this, Ma Liang also knew that he didn't know much, so he remembered the conversation he had heard in the next room before.

"By the way, I just heard from you that you still have to do something, what do you do?"

"And what kind of gold mountain is in the Dongcheng mine, tell me what's going on."

After Ma Liang finished speaking, Li Hu threw a contemptuous look at Ma Liang, and he didn't know when this guy started listening.

Li Hu had no choice, so he could only tell what he knew.

"It is said that through the guidance of a mage, Nalan Jun found that there were some things buried under the Dongcheng mine, which were said to be very valuable, so he wanted to get his hands on the Dongcheng mine."

Ma Liang thought thoughtfully, and then looked at Li Hu.

"And what are your tasks?"

Li Hu was speechless for a while, and greeted Ma Liang's parents again in his heart.

"We ...... I went to deliver a message to the mage. ”

"Sending a message? Whose letter? ”

"I don't know, it was given to me by the helper."

Ma Liang was stunned for a moment, and then thought about it again.

"What about faith?"

Li Hu was shocked.

"What are you going to do?"

"Look."

"No, if you take it apart and look at it, we will have to move our heads when we go back, hero, you can spare us."

Ma Liang could still manage so much, and quickly received a sealed letter from Li Hu's body.

Four words are written in block letters.

"The mage himself enlightened."

Ma Liang tore open the letter under Li Hu's desperate gaze, and then opened it to see that only a sentence was written hastily on it.

"On the eighth day of the fifth month, see you at the Dongcheng Mountain Mine."

Ma Liang was slightly stunned, thought about it, and then was shocked, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

"I really didn't expect that there was this under the Dongcheng Mountain mine."

Thinking of this, Ma Liang asked the magic pen system in his heart.

"Grandpa Shenbi, when you are brave and brave, do you want me to write two words?"

The magic pen system naturally knew what Ma Liang meant, so the old man's voice sounded.

"When performing a quest, make quest props, and you can allow you to write and draw outside once."

Ma Liang smiled, and then looked at Li Hu.

"I can fix it for you with this letter, but it can't be done, but it's perfect."

When Li Hu heard this, he was a little desperate, he knew the character of their helper, if this matter was messed up, he would have to take half his life if he didn't die.

"Still, I have one more trick that can save your life."

Li Hu suddenly came to his senses.

"Hero, save me."

Ma Liang smiled.

"When you go to deliver the letter, bring a message to the mage, I think the mage will not pay attention to the words on your envelope after hearing this."

"What?"

"Beware of darkness in the light."

Li Hu didn't know what this meant, but he nodded and wrote it down.

"Smack...... Smack......"

After slapping Li Hu and the thin man unconscious with two palms, Ma Liang returned to his room and fell asleep.

When Xiao Er in the store found that Li Hu and the others were tied up in the guest room, it was already noon the next day.

At this time, Ma Liang was almost in Tongcheng, and Li Hu could only send his evil fire on the head of the post station.

Then he found a doctor, and he barely saved his foot, but even then, if he wanted to run in the future, it would be impossible.

……

When Ma Liang returned to Tongcheng, it was already around 2 o'clock in the afternoon.

didn't wander around anymore, Ma Liang returned directly to the Shenbi Pavilion, thinking that the business of the Shenbi Pavilion would collapse after he left.

But what Ma Liang didn't expect was that after he left, the business of the Shenbi Pavilion would be better.

It's already this time, and there are still people queuing up outside the Magic Pen Pavilion.

Ma Liang was a little puzzled, walked over and looked at the store, and found that these people in line didn't seem to be coming by themselves.

"Miss Lan, if you write me a handsome character, I like the handsome character you write, so I don't know what Ma Liang does."

"Miss Lan, you can write me a poem, by the way, I have two tickets for Sun City here, I don't know if Miss Lan is interested in going to a play with me."

"What are Miss Lan's criteria for choosing a mate, write, write, write, whatever, write anything, I just want to chat with Miss Lan."

"I like to see the maple leaves in autumn, Miss Lan can just write a poem about the maple leaves, I like what you write."

……

Ma Liang made a little statistics, and this Gongsun Lan wrote more words in a day here than Ma Liang wrote in a month.

If you don't say that this man's money is easy to make, if you think that if you have Li Yanran's appearance, I'm afraid you don't have to write, and you will earn ten thousand dollars a day by standing there and chatting.

However, what relieved Ma Liang was that although the motives of these people had nothing to do with calligraphy and painting.

But Gongsun Lan still takes every guest very seriously, and for a while Ma Liang was also a little impressed by this girl, and her tenacity was really incomparable.

Ma Liang didn't bother Gongsun Lan, but stood in the distance and waited for the guests of the Shenbi Pavilion to leave, and then quietly walked in.

At this time, Gongsun Lan was sitting at the front desk of the Shenbi Pavilion, rubbing his right hand repeatedly with his left hand.

Although she is now accustomed to writing in "Snow Wolf Hao", she still can't bear the cold after writing for a long time.

Ma Liang looked at a congratulatory message that Gongsun Lan had placed on the table that had not yet been put into a pine box, nodded and said with a smile.

"With your current words, it is not a problem to enter the Tang Academy and mix with an inner disciple."

Hearing this, Gongsun Lan quickly raised his head with a smile on his face.

"Ma Gongzi, are you back?"

Ma Liang nodded, and then walked over to look at Gongsun Lan, who had lost some weight for a few days, and was a little embarrassed.

"It's been a hard time for you these days."

Gongsun Lan shook his head.

"No, I'm having fun."

The two looked at each other and smiled similarly.

The two talked and laughed about what had happened to them in the past few days, and Ma Liang told Gongsun Lan that he had obtained the medal of a fifth-level calligrapher and painter, but he did not mention the matter of a sixth-level calligrapher and painter.

Although she will know sooner or later, such a thing will inevitably affect her motivation to study, and there is nothing to show off.

As for Gongsun Lan, he did help him take on a lot of work during this time, including calligraphy and painting, and collected a lot of deposits.

Liang Yunfeng and Shaquille's paintings were also taken.

But in general, she still sells her own words mostly.

Counting the few days that Ma Liang left, Gongsun Lan sold more than 2 million Loulan coins just by selling calligraphy and paintings, which was really a windfall for Ma Liang.

Because Gongsun Lan's writing does not consume ink dots at all, he can be said to be a book of great profits.

However, just after Gongsun Lan left, Ma Liang was cheated by the system again.

"Please go to the Tongcheng Tax Office at the beginning of tomorrow to pay this month's personal income tax of 1.06 million Lou Lan yuan."

"I'll rub it."

PS: I still owe the last watch, make up for it tomorrow morning, and tomorrow the third watch, go to bed, thank you for not giving up.