After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

He Ye looked at Nan Baoyi tenderly.

Her young lady, who can distinguish between good and evil, black and white, still maintains the gentleness of her childhood.

very nice.

She added a cup of hot tea to Nan Baoyi, "When will Miss send the manuscript to Yulouchun? I will accompany you with you."

"Let's go now." Nan Baoyi smiled, "I haven't visited Boss Han since I came back from the sword gate."

I came to Yulouchun with manuscript paper, but saw that the theater building was deserted today.

It was only when I climbed to the singing tower that I realized that it was Han Yanliang who was sick.

On weekdays, the girl who looked like a goblin was sitting sickly on the imperial concubine's couch, with a light-colored forehead wipe on her forehead, holding a bowl of hot honey syrup in her hand, drinking it one after another.

Nan Baoyi sat on the side of the couch, touched her hot face with the back of his hand, and said teasingly: "Even people who wear tulle skirts in the deep winter will catch wind and cold."

"From Boss Nan's tone, it seems that he is looking forward to my death." Han Yanliang said angrily, "It's just a cold, and it will be cured in two days. You sent a new copy? What are you talking about?"

Nan Baoyi put the notebook on the low table, "You can read it when you have time, it's more important to recuperate now."

"I heard that Boss Nan has made great contributions, and now he is canonized as the princess of the first rank?" Han Yanliang took out a silver deed from beside the pillow, "This is the dividend of Yulouchun's business news in the past six months, I let you more Ten percent, you take it as a congratulatory gift."

Nan Baoyi took over the silver deed.

Coincidentally, it is the silver deed of her family's bank.

She looked at it carefully and was not surprised, "In the past six months, you have earned so much money?"

"The people who come to buy news are all powerful and powerful families. They don't want money, and if they don't kill them, how can I be worthy of my identity as a businessman? Speaking of which, besides Jinguan City, people from other cities in Shu County also come to buy and sell news. Let's The reputation of the business is considered to be bigger.”

Nan Baoyi lowered his head, and gently brushed the numbers on the silver deed with his fingertips.

One hundred thousand taels of silver...

She raised her head slowly, her Danfeng eyes were clear and clean, "Boss Han, within a year, our family will be moving to Shengjing City."

Han Yanliang paused for a moment as he drank the sugar water.

Eyelashes are dull.

However, she quickly smiled, raised her eyebrows, and said in a cheerful and relaxed tone, "So, I won't have to give you Yulouchun's dividends from now on? What a happy event."

Nan Baoyi smiled and said nothing.

After a while, she leaned over and hugged Han Yanliang tenderly.

Han Yanliang froze.

Nan Baoyi smiled calmly, "I like Boss Han very much. The days I worked with you were the happiest and most independent time in my short ten years of life. You let me know that even if I don't rely on my family, I can live on, too."

Han Yanliang was holding honey syrup, her eyelashes were drooping, and the curvature of her vermilion lips was depressed.

"Boss Han, looking around the world, Jinguan City is just a third-rate small town. If you send Yulou Chunkai to Shengjing, we can earn more snow pattern silver and trade more confidential information." Nan Baoyi tucked her in for her. Thin blanket, when she raised her eyes, ambition quietly flashed across her pupils, "Boss Han, you come to Beijing with me,

How are you? "

Han Yanliang laughed.

She stretched out her hand and flicked Nan Baoyi's forehead lightly.

There was no way for her to leave Jinguan City.

The ancestors have lived here for more than two hundred years. They are actors on the surface and robbers on the tea-horse road, but in fact, they have iron discipline.

They are an army.

More than two hundred years ago, the army that looked down on the world was full of chaos.

The army named Tianshu, who followed the founding emperor of Dayong and laid the foundation for the kingdoms!

Although the glory of the past has long been forgotten, they have no regrets and no fear.

They believe that the sharp blade hidden in the treasure box will be unsheathed again sooner or later.

Han Yanliang licked up a strand of broken hair for Nan Baoyi, and her voice revealed a rare seriousness: "The mountain is high and the road is far away, Boss Nan must cherish it. On the day you leave, don't tell me, I will only treat you Still in Jinguan City, still the ignorant and immature little girl in Nanfu. I don’t know any Princess Baoyi. I always know that innocent and beautiful little girl in Nanfu.”

After she finished speaking, Nan Baoyi's nose could not help but feel sour.

She suppressed the tears welling up, and silently pressed the back of Han Yanliang's hand.

She got up and left, walked to the bead curtain, suddenly turned her head and said, "Do you want to tell Mr. Shen about your illness?"

Han Yan smiled coolly, and said briskly, "Tell him, I just don't think it's fun to recuperate by myself."

Nan Baoyi left Yulouchun in a carriage.

I wanted to go back to the mansion directly, but then remembered that I had to go to the bookstore.

She had to send another copy of the manuscript to the shopkeeper of the bookstore, so that he could print it into a book and sell it together with Yu Louchun's new play.

The bookstore has been redecorated. The eaves of the small wooden building on the third floor are upturned, with exquisite carvings, and the environment is quiet and clean. There are also special seats for reading.

The maid who received Nan Baoyi smiled respectfully and said: "The shopkeeper has gone out to do some errands, Miss Nan might as well go upstairs and sit down. Recently, a new batch of orphaned books has arrived in the bookstore. They are strange tales from the former dynasty. It is very interesting to read, and Miss Nan should like it. "

Nan Baoyi had no objection.

She asked He Ye to wait for the shopkeeper downstairs, picked up the skirt alone, and walked upstairs briskly.

In the afternoon of autumn, the light and shadow of the wooden building are dim.

There are a lot of pear wood bookshelves, and several pots of hibiscus flowers that are carefully tended are just rightly dotted among them. The air is filled with the fragrance of ink, as if time has quietly slowed down here.

Nan Baoyi went around several rows of bookshelves, and sure enough, he saw the newly arrived few volumes.

She reaches for it.

Before touching the spine of the book, a slender white hand gently held the spine of the book.

Nan Baoyi looked in surprise.

Standing beside him was a young gentleman, only about twenty years old, with a handsome appearance like a pine bamboo, and an apricot-yellow straight dress was worn on him, giving him a gentle and noble texture like jade.

The most striking thing is the tear mole at the corner of his eye.

It is like the finishing touch, which makes people remember his appearance immediately.

Nan Baoyi was startled.

The noble young man didn't expect that this book was exactly what she wanted, he was stunned for a moment, and offered it with both hands with a smile, "Miss please first."

Nan Baoyi didn't move.

She still looked at him for a long time, showing a faint smile.

She knew this man.

The crown prince of Nanyue Kingdom, Chu Huainan.

He was dressed like an ordinary rich man, presumably he came to Jinguan City for a private visit.

That's right, there has been such a big commotion in Shu County in the past year, apart from Gu Chongshan who came to investigate, the imperial court must have sent more high-ranking people to take a look.

Chu Huainan is a prince who appoints people on his merits, is benevolent and close to the people.

In the previous life in the palace, she was punished by her mother to sweep the scripture pavilion, and almost starved to death in that ghostly place. Chu Huainan went to the scripture pavilion to read history books, and happened to bump into her.

Nan Baoyi never forgets the kindness of a meal.

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