imperial psychologist

Chapter 342
"Diao...?" Bo Ling showed a confused expression.

"You know Shi Lin, right?" Wang Yuzhang patted his stomach, and without waiting for Bai Ling to answer, he gave the answer directly——

"When people get sick, stones grow in their kidneys, which is called Shilin. But it doesn't only grow on humans. If it grows in the stomach of a dog, it's called Goubao, and if it grows in the stomach of a horse, it's called Mabao; What is in the belly of a cow is called bezoar, and what is in the shell of a clam is called pearl..."

Wang Yuzhang waved his hand, "But these things are not unusual. Most people have seen them, and even if they haven't seen them, they must have heard of them. But there is a stone, let alone seen, even very few people have heard of it. .”

"The carving shaft." Bo Ling tentatively continued, "The stone that grows in... the carving's stomach?"

"That's right." Wang Yuzhang nodded again and again, "Take this thing and go back to Liuli Lane, and you can definitely count the people who can recognize it with one hand."

Bo Ling was startled, and reached out to bring the cloth bag beside him closer to him.

She unwrapped the waste paper that the buddy had just wrapped indiscriminately, and held the jade ball with a diameter of only five or six centimeters in her hand again.

"You look at it to the light and see what color it is." Wang Yuzhang said.

Berlin did so.

In fact, there is no need to look at the light, as long as it is outdoors with bright light, everyone can easily distinguish this brown jade ball, which is actually red and yellow.

Just when held against the light, its color shows a mixed clarity.

Berlin also likes this unique texture.

"Red and yellow," Burling replied, "the texture is also very special."

"That's very special." Wang Yuzhang looked at the jade ball in Bo Ling's hand, his eyes showed great admiration, "The most special thing about carved axes is that they are very sensitive to changes in the weather.

"When it's about to rain, the yellow parts of its body will increase, and when the rain is over, these yellow parts will decrease again."

Wang Yuzhang's introduction was eloquent, and Bo Ling listened intently - she could feel the enthusiasm in the eyes of the people in front of her when she was telling these things.

Finally, he rubbed his palm and said, "Then..."

Bo Ling put the carved scroll in the pile of waste paper beside him, and gently pushed it in front of Wang Yuzhang.

Wang Yuzhang was stunned for a moment, "Bosi Yao is...?"

Bai Ling's face was calm, she looked straight into Wang Yuzhang's eyes, and said softly, "Mr. Wang, please come up with a price. I will open an account in the expensive bank, and deposit the money directly, that's fine."

Wang Yuzhang's eyes lit up, and then he burst out laughing, "No regrets? Hey, I'm so embarrassed. This is the second time we met, so I let Bai Siyao give up..."

"It's not a cut-off," Bo Ling replied calmly. "To me, it's still just a beautiful glass ball. Since Wang Yuanwai knows how to do it, I'll sell the beauty of an adult and make a small profit for myself. It's the best of both worlds."

Wang Yuzhang accepted the carved scroll with a smile and did not refuse.

Bo Ling has never mentioned the specific amount of money—in fact, Wang Yuzhang is willing to directly disclose the details of the carved scroll, which is already a great sincerity in itself.

Bo Ling understands that there are some things that can be said or not, and what is said is reasonable, but it is unreasonable; if it is not said properly, it is just a test of the person concerned, to see how much he can tolerate the uncertainty during this period, and whether he can bear the completely unexpected events after the event. Unexpected result.

For people like Wang Yuzhang, Bo Ling dared to bet.

What's more, she has more important things to entrust to the other party in the future, such a rare opportunity...

"I happened to meet Yuanwai today," Bo Ling said softly, "There is something I have always wanted to ask you face to face."

"Huh?" Wang Yuzhang looked over, "Si Yao said that's it."

"If I want to save a sum of money, but I don't want to open an account with my own identity, and at the same time I want to have a way to allow me to withdraw money flexibly," Bai Ling thought, "Is there any reasonable and compliant way to do so? Can it be done?"

Wang Yuzhang's expression became intriguing.

"Si Yao, this is...?"

Bo Ling sighed, with a somewhat shy expression on his face, "It's a bit of a family scandal to say this, if I tell my thoughts, can the outsiders keep my mouth shut for me?"

"Whether it can be done or not is up to you," Wang Yuzhang said in a low voice, "but you must keep your mouth shut. What does the medicine department care about? Why don't you just say it?"

Bai Ling's eyes suddenly darkened, "...in my Zhou Dynasty, daughters have no private property. Wang Yuanwai should know about this."

Based on this sentence alone, Wang Yuzhang seemed to have already guessed a bit. He nodded, indicating that he was listening.

"The money I deposited in Guiche No., although I was the one who opened the account, but in theory, unless I get married and have a husband, the money still belongs to my father and brother in the final analysis."

Bai Ling's expression became somewhat troubled, and she sighed in a low voice before continuing, "My brother has reached the age of marriage, and I don't know when he will start a family by himself. Of course I will pay for this sum of money." Leave some for him, but I'm afraid that people will not be able to swallow elephants by then..."

"So Si Yao wants to open a secret account and keep his share of the money secretly to ensure that he can always hold it in his hands." Wang Yuzhang said directly, "Am I guessing right?"

"Yes!" Bo Ling nodded again and again, "Is there a way to do it?"

"Of course." Wang Yuzhang smiled, "What's so difficult about it? There are many methods, and what can be said can't be said. It depends on which one the drug dealer wants to choose."

"I mainly have to consider another situation," Bai Ling said softly, "If I marry far away in the future - after all, marriage is not something I can decide on my own. At that time, I also hope to be in the local Yu Zhang bank ,I can--"

"Haha," Wang Yuzhang smiled, "Understood, I'll just answer Bai Siyao directly, yes, you can exchange money at any bank you want."

Bo Ling breathed a sigh of relief, "When will Wang Yuanwai be free, can you tell me in detail?"

Wang Yuzhang looked at the little girl in front of him, and suddenly felt that this girl who was portrayed in the rumors as being very intelligent and close to a monster was actually an ordinary person as well.

Ordinary people care about every detail, ordinary people are scheming, and ordinary people are planning for a rainy day...

But there is nothing wrong with this, this kind of care makes Wang Yuzhang feel relieved.

Ordinary weakness makes people understand each other, so that they can trust each other.

"How about now?" Wang Yuzhang looked at the sky, "Let's go directly to the nearest semicolon to discuss this matter."

Bo Ling clapped his hands and jumped down from his seat, "Okay!"

……

In the Song Mansion, the aged Song Bozong was still wearing the official robes he wore when he was discussing matters in the cabinet in the morning.

He sat quietly in the yard, looking up at the comet that continued to fall in the southwest direction.

The news from Qin Tianjian is that this white star that came out of nowhere will hang in the sky for at least half a month.

But early this morning, Emperor Jianxi issued an edict of sin against himself.

What did the original words in the imperial edict say?

Song Bozong narrowed his eyes slightly.

——"The way of heaven is not far away, condemn the bandits for falsehood, all surnames have had faults, and I will give it to one person."

He smiled coldly, would the emperor really feel that all the big mistakes in the world were on his shoulders alone?If it was true, then early this morning, the Ministry of Officials would not have suddenly been set up as a target, and all the things that were done for the palace overtly and secretly, suddenly became Song Bozong's yokozuna arbitrariness.

Song Bozong fully understands - things are changing.

(End of this chapter)