Lord of the Desert

Chapter 135 Chalcedony
February fourteenth.

noon.

The spring is peaceful, and the streets of Gimhae are bustling.

Hong Fan rode a horse and walked slowly along the street, receiving 100% attention from passers-by.

This time it was not because of his appearance, but because of the tall horse with sharp teeth under his crotch.

It is the scorched-tailed tiger-eating tiger - Hongqi.

Two and a half months later, under the careful care of Tang Daguo, Hongqi has grown better than expected. Although he is still two months away from adulthood, he is physically ready to be used.

Previously, the Tiger-eating Beast had undergone sufficient socialization training in the Martial Arts Field.

It completely accepted Hong Fan's identity as the master, got used to the days when there was food, drink, and brushing in the stables, and it no longer regarded humans as enemies.

Except that people other than Hong Fan are not allowed to ride, other aspects are no different from ordinary war horses.

Taking a walk in the streets this time can be regarded as a social practice before graduation.

After the first battle of the Gong family, Hong Fan's reputation reached a new peak.

In the eyes of the common people, the second young master of the Hong family is majestic and friendly.

It's not Hong Sheng's well-trained manner, but the spring breeze that treats people equally from the bottom of his heart.

In the roadside shop, a few bold children even rushed up and touched the tiger beast's fur curiously.

Hong Fan was slightly tense, but Hongqi performed well.

It just tilted its head and glanced at the upright ape cub beside it, and snorted relaxedly, without any overreaction.

The destination machine office prison office soon arrived.

Zhu Jingfu, who sent a letter early in the morning to invite Hong Fan, was already waiting at the door, graciously coming up to lead the horse to lead the way.

As soon as Hong Fan entered, he heard Wen Zhongguan's warm greeting.

"Hong Fan, you are here."

The latter came up and grabbed his arm.

"I'm looking for you today because I have a big event, a good event!"

Unlike usual, he and Qian Hong were welcomed into the first courtyard of the yamen.

"Has there been a response from the State Department?"

After briefly saluting the two of them, Hong Fan asked.

Wen Zhongguan and Qian Hong looked at each other and laughed.

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you!"

Qian Hongxi said, leading the way two steps ahead.

The three of them walked together to the best reception hall in the government office.

On the lacquered wooden tables, the papers that were always messy and spread were all gone, and fruit bowls and desserts were placed on them, obviously cleaned up specially.

"Jia Ziyong, make a pot of tea and use my best 14-year-old broiler!"

Wen Zhongguan turned his head and shouted, using all his strength to help Hong Fan to sit on the main seat.

"Master, this can't be done."

Hong Fan hastily declined.

"What's the matter, in this yamen, you can do whatever you want!"

Wen Zhongguan said loudly, and a pair of thick-knuckle palms pushed the person into the seat.

Hong Fan had no choice but to obey.

Not long after, Jia Ziyong came in with a tea tray, poured the first cup for the three of them, and was immediately kicked out by Qian Hong.

Tea is made with boiling water.

Hong Fan picked it up and drank it in one gulp, feeling a mass of warmth falling from his throat into his stomach.

Seeing this, Wen Zhongguan and Qian Hong wanted to bring tea to accompany them, they finally blew on the hot tea and put it down again.

They finally calmed down a bit.

"Your three achievements, "Taylor's Formula", "The Law of Inevitability", and "Langer's Interpolation Formula", have a good name and even better content!"

Wen Zhongguan said.

"With them, not only the state department, but also the entire instrumentation department will benefit greatly from all projects that need to use the limit and approximate fitting."

"I heard that in Shenjing, many bachelors of science were greatly inspired and began to work along your line of thought."

Qian Hong added, "It's an honor to be with you."

"Just last night, two letters from the state department arrived."

Wen Zhongguan stood up, and took out a wooden box sealed with wax from the bookshelf next to it.

"One was given to me by Mr. Zhuang. There are some small positive comments, so there is no need to say it."

"When the official documents arrive, we'll treat you to a drink."

"As for this one, it's for you."

Wen Zhongguan held the wooden box with both hands and placed it carefully in front of Hong Fan.

"Guess who sent it?"

He and Qian Hong looked at Hong Fan expectantly.

"How can you guess this? Just say it."

Hong Fan smiled, and then received disgusted looks from the two.

"Okay, since Mr. Zhuang's letter master said that there is no need to say it, then the letter must be from Hezhou."

Although he said it lightly, seeing Qian Hong nod his head heavily, he couldn't help feeling hot inside.

As a master craftsman, Hong Fan has gradually gained a deeper understanding of the situation in the prison during this period of time.

There are nine supervisors of Zhengsanpin throughout Dahua.

Each person is responsible for the general affairs of a state, and at the same time undertakes the leadership of some local heaven and earth brand projects.

There are five sage saints of the second rank.

These five people will only participate in the Tianzihao project, and three people will be stationed in Shenjing in rotation to jointly handle major issues in the prison.

With the size of the prison, the resources that any one of them can mobilize can be called astronomical.

At this moment, one of the two art masters who left Beijing is in Hezhou.

"Then I will open the letter?"

Hong Fan asked.

Wen Zhongguan and Qian Hong hurriedly signaled him to take it easy, they were obviously in their forties, so they were a little impatient.

Yanliu Jin converges along the three yang meridians of the hand, raising the temperature of the fingertips to two hundred degrees.

Hong Fan stretched out his hand and slowly wiped the edge of the wooden box, melting the wax and wax away.

The wooden box was opened, and there were two things inside.

A letter and a jade pendant.

Hong Fan read the letter first.

There is a line of regular script on the envelope, which reads "From my friend Hong Fan".

The text is shorter than expected.

[The three articles "Taylor", "Bida" and "Langri" have been forwarded by Liren, and I have studied them.

Unexpectedly, Zhilan Yushu actually gave birth to Jinhaihai City.

Junzhixiongwen,

It proves that there is arrogance flying across the sky, and reasoning is like a lion pointing straight at it.

I read three rounds and it's hard to explain,
It's like gathering all the sages to drink, and listening to the long songs of music.

Looking down on the eight parts of Kyushu, who is the man?
Long live the future, the history should still remember this!
The voice of the young phoenix is ​​clear, and the beard of the tripod dragon goes away.

Take the command of the beacon, and wish you to focus on the art of mathematics.

Zhenyi looks far away, and there will be more good news for you. 】

Finally, the signature is only three words.

Bu Tianze.

The whole letter is written in block letters, and the font is arbitrary, but it shows almost machine-like absolute control at every turning point.

This is obviously the manifestation of the skill of "Tianji Dian".

After Hong Fan finished reading the letter, he breathed silently for a moment, and handed the letter to Wen and Qian who were eagerly awaiting it.

As if they had found a treasure, they read the words and sentences of the letter lightly, for fear of hurting the paper.

Hong Fan picked up the jade pendant in the box again.

This jade is oval in shape, has no pattern, only fingers are long and short, and is azure in color. Compared with the jade seen in previous lives, it is far more transparent.

When viewed against the light, it has an almost jelly-like texture.

Holding the jade in hand, the skin feels warm and moist, which makes people calm down involuntarily.

After a while, Wen Zhongguan finished reading the letter, passed it on to Qian Hong, who was not yet satisfied, and came to see Yu again.

Of course he knows the goods.

"This is not an ordinary jade article, but a piece of chalcedony, the best kind."

Wen Zhongguan took the jade pendant, stroked it and said.

"This one, even if its function is not counted, it can be worth several thousand taels just for its appearance and jade seeds!"

"Is this thing still useful?"

Hong Fan asked curiously.

In his previous life, he had of course heard something like "people raise jade for three years, and jade raises people for a lifetime", but he only thought it was propaganda.

"There is no chalcedony itself."

Wen Zhongguan replied.

"Different from ordinary jade, chalcedony can store the aura of heaven and earth and true energy, and it is the energy core of most of our magical weapons."

Hong Fan nodded knowingly.

He didn't expect that this azure stone could also function as a battery.

"And if I'm not wrong, this chalcedony is also filled with his true essence by Bu Sheng."

Wen Zhongguan continued.

"Tianji Zhenyuan in Yuan Magnetic Realm."

"Tianji Code has no advantages in combat, but Zhenyuan is peaceful and stable."

"You should wear this chalcedony more often, it can increase your affinity for innate energy."

He handed the things back to Hong Fan, hesitating to speak.

Hong Fan nodded, and tied the jade pendant around his waist with the red string that came with it.

Like Wen Zhongguan, he understood the deep meaning of Bu Tianze's gift.

In Qizuo Prison, those below the middle level are not counted. From the middle level onwards, everyone can only study the "Tianji Code".

This is the rule of the court.

Whether it is Zhuang Liren or Bu Tianze, they obviously hope that this junior who has shown rare talents can "walk on the right path".

PS: Bu Tianze's letter used Liu Han's "Li Keyong Zhijiu San Chuigang Fu".

(End of this chapter)