Jinghong Tower

"Okay, I'll leave it to you to investigate Ouyang Yun and He Linguan. Those killers should be kept alive as much as possible. If you need help during the operation, you can borrow people from Lu Zhen and Jiang Tao."

He Ran dismissed Zhong Yi with a wave of his hand.

After Zhong Yi left, He Ran felt sad when he thought of Cai Ying who now lived in Jinyang.

If Cai Ying knew that this conspiracy was more terrifying than she knew, what would she think?
She thought Brother Yun was dead, and she thought the child belonged to her and Brother Yun, but in the end, it was all a lie.

Brother Yun is King Jin's right-hand man, but nothing happened between her and Brother Yun.

That child was not a bastard at all. He was the true legitimate son of the old King Jin and her, the old Princess Jin.

The old King of Jin took advantage of the Cai family, but he looked down upon the Cai family. He didn't even want to leave a child with Cai's blood, so he didn't hesitate to put the blame on him, made himself a cuckold, and even killed his own flesh and blood.

He Ran sighed, Prince Jin and his son were both the same, they were both in charge and independent, not good things.

She'd better invite Feng Xueying over.

After seeing too many dirty and smelly things, I urgently need to wash my eyes with the clear spring in the forest.

And He Ran has already decided that King Jin has Zheng Xuan who does dirty things for him, and she also needs such a person.

Zhong Yi is good. From now on, these dirty and smelly jobs will be left to Zhong Yi.

Jin Yiwei, this is quite appropriate.

As for Zhong Yi, since he already knows who he is, he should do more work.

Feng Xueying has been here for a few days and has been receiving the scholars who came here because of the reputation.

This was also the task He Ran gave him.

After a few days, Feng Xueying selected four satisfactory ones among these scholars.

Hearing that He Ran wanted to see him for something, Feng Xueying brought the information of the four people and asked He Ran to read it.

He Ran read the information of these four people carefully, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Mr. Feng, please arrange a time for them to come see me."

Feng Jieying smiled, nodded, and asked, "Did the boss call me over for something?"

"Something happened."

He Ran handed the new draft of the criminal law that she had revised to Feng Xieying: "You can take a look or discuss it with me."

Feng Jieying opened it and saw that it was criminal law.

"Is the Head of House planning to establish a new criminal law?" Feng Jieying asked.

"Strictly speaking, it is a reform based on the original criminal law in order to make it more perfect." He Ran said.

"Okay, I'll watch it now."

Feng Jieying saw it. He Ran just let him look at it here and had no intention of letting him take it back.

He Ran did not disturb him, but picked up the letter sent from the place and read it.

There was silence in the study. Xiaoba went out to play today, otherwise it would never be so quiet.

Feng Xueying not only read it, he also copied another copy, marked it, and took out a separate piece of paper to analyze the marked content.

He Ran occasionally looked up and saw that Feng Xueying was serious and focused, putting all her body and mind into it. She smiled and nodded. This is the way for a top student to open up.

At that time, there was a top student in the Architecture Department, who was handsome and quiet. I met him occasionally in the library. He was like Feng Xueying, taking notes while reading. The light in the study gradually dimmed. Xiaoli came in and lit the lamp. He Ran said with a smile: "Mr. Feng, let's continue reading tomorrow. It's too taxing on the eyes."

Feng Xueying rubbed her eyes with a handkerchief to relieve fatigue.

He Ran's heart moved: "Mr. Feng, you follow me."

Feng Xueying didn't know why, but saw He Ran had already sat down.

"Close your eyes gently, sit up straight, relax your legs naturally, place your hands naturally on your legs, relax your shoulders, and relax your facial muscles."

"Take a deep breath: inhale~exhale~inhale~exhale~"

"Section 1: Massage and massage the Zhuanzhu point."

Feng Xueying subconsciously followed He Ran. Unfortunately, the light in the study was too dark and he couldn't see He Ran's gestures clearly. Fortunately, he had studied acupuncture points. Although not as accurate as the doctor, he could still roughly know the direction, so although he couldn't see clearly It's clear, but you can also find the right acupuncture points and follow He Ran's instructions to massage.

After completing a set of techniques, Feng Jieying closed her eyes for a while. After opening her eyes again, the fatigue in her eyes was gone, and even her vision seemed to be better.

"The master's method has never been heard of by Qiao Ying. Did the master learn it from the ancient books of his predecessors?"

He Ran smiled: "Is it possible that I learned from descendants?"

Feng Jieying smiled and shook her head: "The boss is joking."

He Ran did not argue with him. The next morning, Feng Xueying came to work in the study again. He Ran called He Yamin who had also just returned to Jinyang. When Feng Xueying followed her to do this set of eye massage, He Yamin carefully I drew it after reading it.

He Ran had seen He Yamin's painting and was not satisfied with it. She felt that the painting was not intuitive enough, so she finally asked He Yamin to revise it several times before finalizing the final draft.

Seeing how seriously He Ran took this matter, Feng Xueying asked: "The boss wants to promote these? Is it for use by officials in various yamen?"

He Ran said: "Officials need to use it, and students in schools also need to use it. Even ordinary people who don't study will have sore eyes sometimes, and these can also be used."

"Master He wants to promote the trick to the people? For free?" Feng Jieying was startled.

He Ran nodded: "Yes, this method is very effective, easy to learn, and can be promoted."

Feng Jieying never expected that He Ran would promote this technique to the people without hesitation. He thought that He Ran would use this in exchange for money.

After all, he had never seen or heard of this technique before.

This is the family secret of a martial artist, the only copy in the hands of a scholar, and the undisclosed secret of a craftsman.

The value of these is not only in the things themselves, but also in money.

Whether it is a family-passed secret, an orphan copy, or a secret that has not been passed down, it can all be exchanged for money.

Based on the several times he had gotten along with He Ran, He Ran's methods of collecting money were even better than those of King Jin. Just look at the more than 500,000 taels of silver she took away from Pingyao.

And, now is the time to spend money.

Therefore, seeing He Ran painstakingly asking He Yamin to draw a picture, Feng Xueying thought that He Ran was going to use this in exchange for money, but she never expected that he would give it to him for free if he didn't want the money.

Seeing what Feng Xieying was thinking, He Ran said with a smile: "What else do you want? Are you going to make those poor students who can't even afford paper and pen have to pay me for this trick?"

Feng Xueying hesitated, stood up and bowed deeply to He Ran: "It's because Xueying is narrow-minded."

He Ran laughed and continued to read the letter in her hand, while Feng Xieying continued to take notes seriously.

Three days later, Feng Xueying finally discussed it with He Ran. (End of chapter)