You can't imagine the happiness of the group performance

Chapter 17 Acting for me, not hindering

At this time, Jiang Yan was not right as a bed companion, and it was not right to be close to him.

Anyway, it was the eunuch who was serving Zhao Gou, standing diligently beside the dragon bed, watching his nose, nose and heart.

He didn't care about Zhao Gou's disgusting behavior of playing with the little girl.

At this moment, he is sorting out clues about this world.

The identity is still the same, the eunuch Wang Xi.

In my memory, I just came back from Zhuxian Town with Yue Fei yesterday.

But I can't remember the details.

Jiang Yan didn't know if Yue Fei remembered what he said yesterday.

In other words, he didn't know whether his outrageous behavior left traces in this world.

Jiang Yan felt that it was necessary to go to the Fengbo Pavilion to verify it.

That being said, in fact, he already had a guess in his heart.

"Go and meet, you have to argue."

If the two scenes are really two unrelated worlds, then many plans will have to be adjusted in the future.

"Ah~~~"

Three minutes later, a high-pitched meow sounded from the dragon bed.

After a while, Zhao Gou's voice came:

"Take it down, I'm tired."

"Yes, everyone."

Jiang Yan was meticulous, waved his hand, and the little eunuchs rushed in and wrapped the little girl out of the palace.

Then another court lady came in with washing utensils and scrubbed Zhao Gou carefully.

But Zhao Gou had already grunted.

Jiang Yan pouted.

This guy is too good at enjoying it!
In broad daylight, he would be like a dead dog ignoring state affairs, and at night he would start playing with women, and play all night long.

It's early morning, and the hardworking people are all up to work, but this guy just fell asleep.

Such a good Song, why did such a thing come out!
Just wait, let you live another day!
Jiang Yan was angry in his heart.

After everyone has left.

Jiang Yan glanced at Zhao Gou who was in a deep sleep, and then he relaxed and walked to the desk.

"This inkstone is good, this seal is also good, this brush, this calligraphy and painting..."

Jiang Yan greedily inspected all the items that were about to become trophies, scratching his heart.

Any of these objects can be sold at sky-high prices in modern times.

But Jiang Yan didn't act now.

After all, who knows if a modern item will become an antique without the precipitation of time.

If it is not treated as a fake, it will be a big loss.

Besides, there are still more than 23 hours in the countdown, even if you want to get it, you have to wait until the end is almost over.

And the space is limited, compared to these, he has to focus on taking care of gold and jade.

As for antique porcelain, it is almost enough to verify it with one or two samples.

If it is possible, there will not be many opportunities in the future.

So Jiang Yan suppressed his thoughts, picked up a pen, imitated Zhao Gou's handwriting, and wrote a note to himself.

"Act on my behalf, don't stop me."

stamped.

Tiger skin is done.

Jiang Yan chuckled, retracted into the space, and quietly exited the palace.

Then he called the substitute eunuch to stand guard for him, and under the envious eyes of others, he swaggered away.

. . . . .

inner library.

The emperor's small treasury.

Jiang Yan took out the note and entered smoothly.

Zhao Gou has everything in his small coffers.

Pearls, agates, jade, goldware, exquisite and rare handicrafts, and a lot of copper coins and ingots.

Because of Wang Xi's memory, Jiang Yan knew that these copper coins were not for spending, but for rewarding.

Take a few, when it is verified, if it doesn't work, just collect it.

So after Jiang Yan picked a few, he focused on taking care of gold, which is a hard currency.

A piece of meniscus-like girdle gold collar, each engraved with weight, color, and the number of the craftsman who made them.

There were 25 taels in the Song Dynasty, and there were also 50 taels.

In addition, there is one finger wide, more than ten centimeters long, one or two pieces of bamboo.

Jiang Yan didn't care about 21, he just put it all in.

It was stuffed quickly and weighed nearly a thousand catties.

That's a lot to say, but it doesn't take up much space.

The most important thing is that the gold is gone.

"Damn, Neiku is so poor!"

Jiang Yan took a sip, despising Zhao Gou.

What a good country, he turned it into such a bird.

But he also knows that now he has thousands of catties of gold, which is great, but shipping is a problem.

"It seems that the matter of entrusting relationships has to be put on the agenda."

Jiang Yan murmured.

There are too many purchases in this wave, and they are always hidden under the bed boards of the rental room, which is not a problem after all.

After taking the gold, there was still a lot of space, so he looked at other objects.

Silver is worthless, and I didn't dare to take more calligraphy and paintings. It's still the same problem, and I'm afraid it will become a fake.

But objects such as jade, agate and pearls took a lot.

Although this kind of thing is not easy to sell, at least there is a reference price.

In addition, he took some precious medicinal materials.

As for coral, ivory and tiger skins, he would never dare to take them.

It's not easy to make a move and don't say it, and it's not good to break the law.

He clearly knew that he was here to make a fortune, and he didn't want to cause trouble.

Afterwards, he took some exquisite handicrafts such as exquisite swords and gold-thread clothes, and then filled the space in disorder.

"After this time is over, the space should still rise a bit. Now, you, old Zhao, are lucky!"

"It's a pity that there are no martial arts cheats. Old Zhao, your internal library is too low!"

Jiang Yan smacked his lips, and took a few strings of exquisite bracelets, necklaces and rings, and put them on.

Only then did he leave Neiku contentedly.

Not surprisingly, this wave earned at least half a billion yuan.

. . . .

Storm Pavilion.

The name of the pavilion in the prison of Dali Temple in the Southern Song Dynasty.

Jiang Yan came here.

He took out the note and was soon led to Yue Fei prison.

Jiang Yan waved his hand, and after everyone went out, he called softly to the dilapidated Yue Fei: "Yue Wangye!"

Yue Fei's whole body was covered with injuries at the moment.

But compared to the pain in the body, the pain in the heart is even worse.

He already knew that the emperor had made up his mind to kill him.

I am afraid that time is running out.

Just don't know when the end will come.

At this moment, shouts sounded from outside the cell.

Lord Yue?
Yue Fei was taken aback for a moment, then smiled wryly.

It seems that the emperor has even made arrangements for his own death.

King?
What a great deal.

But with this mind, why not fully support the anti-gold?
Hey!
The achievements of ten years will be destroyed in one day!
"Prince Yue, do you still remember me, I am Jiang Yan!"

At this time, there was another sound outside the cell.

Jiang Yan?who is it?
Yue Fei was puzzled.

Could it be my old friend?
I have no impression.

Or former subordinates?

No, there is no one with that name among his subordinates.

"who are you?"

Yue Fei couldn't figure it out, so he asked in a cold voice.

As a result, there was no sound from outside for a long time.

Are you gone?
Yue Fei propped himself up in doubt, and looked outside.

As soon as he saw it, he saw the eunuch who delivered the decree to him.

"It turned out to be the prince."

Yue Fei sighed, "Is my time up?"

Jiang Yan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

He already understood at this moment that the two scenes were really two worlds.

The Yue Fei before was not the Yue Fei in front of him either.

What was said and done yesterday, Yue Fei now naturally doesn't know anything.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of relief.

Just don't remember!

If you don't remember, you won't have thoughts.

I don't have to keep thinking about how the world will develop in the future.

Jiang Yan smiled and shook his head.

Yes, left and right are just a play.

24 hours have passed.

The world would vanish into thin air.

In the long river of history, there can be no waves.

So, I don't have to work so hard.

Want to understand this.

Jiang Yan raised his head and looked at Yue Fei again.

Then turn around and leave.

But as soon as he raised his foot, he turned back again and bowed to Yue Fei: "Go, Lord Yue!"

We all remember!
he added inwardly.

This time, he didn't stop and strode out of the cell.

And Yue Fei in prison, looking at Jiang Yan's back at this moment, his eyes flickered.

After a long time, a long sigh sounded in the dark cell.

(End of this chapter)