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Mr. Sergei's temper was also extremely strange. Even if he was a member of the Northern Land Royal Family, he would not give way to him.

Oliver drank red wine elegantly, and looked at Xiang Shaoyu sideways to see how he was turned away.

Because he really didn't understand what Mr. Sergei said, Xiang Shaoyu's expression paused.

Mr. Sergei waved his hand and told him to leave quickly. At this time, Ye Wanlan took two steps forward and answered Mr. Sergei's question.

Mr. Sergei's eyes lit up instantly, and he even stood up from his chair, and excitedly chattered for a long time.

Ye Wanlan listened with a smile and replied one by one at a leisurely pace.

It was a very fluent ancient Northern Land language, and every word was used just right.

Xiang Shaoyu felt dizzy: "What did he say? What did Miss Ye answer?"

As soon as he finished asking, he knocked his head with the handle of the fan: "I almost forgot, you don't know when I ask you."

Yan Tingfeng shook the red wine glass and said slowly: "He said the little girl is from Shenzhou. How can she speak ancient Beilu language so well? The younger generation of Beilu no longer uses this ancient grammar. Does she have a teacher? Are you interested in going to the library and studying ancient books with him?"

Xiang Shaoyu's pupils trembled, and he looked at Yan Tingfeng as if he had seen a ghost.

"Xiao Wan said that she likes reading, and she likes learning foreign languages ​​even more. She has no teacher and is self-taught." Yan Tingfeng continued, "She can help study ancient books, but there are more important things at the moment. She hopes to talk alone."

Xiang Shaoyu: "You can also?!"

Beilu language is already difficult to learn, and the pronunciation of ancient Beilu language is even more difficult. To him, it sounds like countless birds circling in his ears.

"Yeah." Yan Tingfeng said casually, "I learned it before."

Three hundred years ago, Beilu and Shenzhou had close exchanges. Many Beilu merchants would enter Shenzhou, but there were also evil psychics who took advantage of the situation.

It was at that time that he learned the ancient Beilu language.

During the Ning Dynasty, there was no such thing as grammar when learning a foreign language. It was all about exploring and advancing in daily communication.

Xiang Shaoyu raised his hand and pressed his temple: "I really can't understand why you learn the ancient Beilu language?"

"For communication." Yan Tingfeng raised his eyebrows, "Look, isn't it useful now?"

Mr. Sergei obviously became closer to Ye Wanlan because she could communicate with him in the ancient Beilu language: "What's the matter, tell me."

Ye Wanlan nodded and smiled: "I heard that you have a portrait of 'Valentina I' in your hand."

"Yes, there is." When it comes to antiques and cultural relics, Mr. Sergei frowned, "Do you want this painting?"

"No." Ye Wanlan said lightly, "This painting was passed down from your ancestors and should be extremely precious, but unfortunately, several corners of the painting were burned in a fire."

Mr. Sergei's expression changed.

As the only empress in the history of Beilu who was named "the Great", Valentina I was not only sought after by the whole Beilu at that time, but also respected by later generations.

The status of Valentina I in the hearts of the people of Beilu is equivalent to the status of Ning Taizu in the hearts of the people of Shenzhou.

Therefore, all cultural relics and antiques related to this great empress have extremely high collection value.

"I can repair this painting." Ye Wanlan spoke slowly.

Mr. Sergei was shocked and blurted out: "Can you repair it?!"

This painting not only depicts Valentina I, but also was painted by the court painter of Shenzhou, so the value is higher.

He has always been very sad about the fire that year, which destroyed this supreme art.

Over the years, he has not failed to find a cultural relic restorer, hoping to repair the painting, but unfortunately, he has not succeeded.

Over time, Mr. Sergei had to give up.

"No, I don't believe it." Mr. Sergei quickly came back to his senses, "I have specifically looked for your cultural relics restorers in Shenzhou, but they are also helpless."

"But I can." Ye Wanlan was calm, "If you don't believe it, I can restore this painting for you first."

She was very familiar with this painting because it was painted in front of her eyes.

In the past, Valentina brought two generals to Shenzhou in person, went to Fengyuan, and met with Ning Zhaozong.

Valentina said that she also loved Shenzhou culture and hoped to bring a portrait back.

This is the origin of this painting.

Ye Wanlan remembered this painting, so she naturally knew what the scene was like at that time, and she also knew what kind of pigments the court painters used at that time.

Before coming, she had made all preparations.

Because she would never fight an unprepared battle.

After a moment of silence, Mr. Sergei slowly exhaled: "Okay, since you can communicate with me without any obstacles, I also believe that you must have the ability to repair this painting."

"Of course." Ye Wanlan smiled slightly, "Since you admire the culture of Shenzhou, you should know that there is an old saying in Shenzhou called 'There is no such thing as a pie in the sky'. I will repair this painting for you, but it is also conditional."

Mr. Sergei was not angry, but laughed: "Of course, of course, if you can help me repair this painting, I will give you all the Shenzhou cultural relics in my collection!"

This sentence was also accurately translated to Xiang Shaoyu by Yan Tingfeng.

Xiang Shaoyu did not expect that what he thought was extremely difficult was solved by Ye Wanlan in such a way.

"Xiao Wan said that the human heart is the most difficult thing to predict." Yan Tingfeng blinked and chuckled, "But if you can see through the human heart, it will be more effective than any weapon or means."

Obviously, in the eyes of Mr. Sergei, the importance of the painting "Valentina I" is higher than all the Chinese cultural relics he collected.

Another point, which is also a crucial point--

Ye Wanlan won the great favor of Mr. Sergei, otherwise the transaction would not have been so smooth.

"No wonder Miss Ye said that she didn't need anything to exchange, so that's it." Xiang Shaoyu thought, "The information I found does have information about this painting, but I didn't think about it in this way."

Yan Tingfeng said lightly: "It's difficult to control people's hearts, but if you control them, many things will be solved."

"The mind of the emperor." Xiang Shaoyu shook his head slightly, "I have read books about these in the Xiang family's library, but it's a pity that I don't have that talent."

It can be seen that several emperors in the history of Shenzhou who were praised by later generations were all strong people who controlled people's hearts.

Controlling people's hearts does not mean playing with people's hearts, and having power does not mean oppressing others.

Only those who win the hearts of the people can win the world.

Ye Wanlan and Mr. Sergei were still chatting. Except for Yan Tingfeng, there was indeed no one else around who could understand their chat.

But the expression on Sergei's face could not be faked, he was smiling and happy as never before.

Oliver, who had been watching this, saw this scene and crushed the red wine glass in his hand. He was extremely angry: "How could that little girl from Shenzhou speak the ancient Beilu language?!"

No wonder Xiang Shaoyu came to Beilu so confidently, because he had such a subordinate with countless skills?

"Patriarch!" Matvey said hurriedly, "Don't be angry, they may not be able to leave the banquet alive today, even if they can make Sergei happy, so what?"

Oliver's turbid eyes were full of murderous intent: "Xiang Shaoyu can be put back, but this stinky girl must die!"

Matvey was shocked.

Is this putting the danger level of an unknown person above Xiang Shaoyu, the young master of the Xiang family? !

"No matter what her identity and background are, this stinky girl makes me feel some hidden danger." Oliver's eyes were gloomy, "and a feeling that is beyond control."

He couldn't see through Ye Wanlan at all, and he didn't know what other abilities he had not yet revealed.

Then the best way is to let her die in Beilu and become one of the many corpses.

Matvey understood: "I will follow your instructions."

The banquet was still going on, and there was a dance halfway through.

Ye Wanlan and Mr. Sergei had already made an appointment, and she returned to Yan Tingfeng and Xiang Shaoyu: "Tomorrow morning, we will go to Mr. Sergei's house. I estimate that I can repair the painting in three hours."

"Thank you for your trouble, Miss Ye." Xiang Shaoyu showed respect from the bottom of his heart, "This time, we can take a lot of cultural relics back to Shenzhou."

According to the intelligence statistics he received, Mr. Sergei's private collection exceeded 300 pieces.

"Ah--!!!"

Suddenly, a shrill scream sounded, and the music stopped abruptly.

"Someone is dead, someone is dead!"

In the center of the stage, a man fell to the ground, his female companion retreated in horror, and the others also dispersed.

Such a thing happened at the palace banquet, and the guests were panicked, and the banquet naturally could not continue.

The palace knights came in immediately and surrounded the crime scene.

After a check, the knight commander ordered another knight to check the surveillance.

A few minutes later, the knight returned and whispered a few words in the knight commander's ear.

"Shua", the knight commander's eyes fell on Ye Wanlan: "Poisoning people, arrest him!"

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