My Past Life Exposure Shocked the Whole Internet Chapter 398

Chapter 398 Unbelievable! Sister Lan is omnipotent【2 updates】

Mr. Sergei also has an extremely weird temper. Even if he is a member of the Hokuriku royal family, he will not be polite to him.

Oliver drank the red wine elegantly and looked askance at how Xiang Shaoyu was rejected.

Because he really didn't understand Mr. Sergey's words, Xiang Shaoyu's expression froze.

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

Mr. Sergey's eyes lit up instantly. He even stood up from his chair and started chattering excitedly for a long time.

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

He is a very fluent Old Hokuriku dialect, and every word is used appropriately.

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

As soon as he asked, he hit his head with the handle of the fan: "I almost forgot. You don't know if I ask you."

Yan Tingfeng swung the red wine glass and said calmly: "He said that the little girl is from China. How can she speak the ancient Beilu dialect so well? The younger generation of Beilu no longer uses this ancient grammar. Is there any Teacher? Are you interested in going to the library and studying ancient books with him? "

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

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

Xiang Shaoyu: "You can do it too?!"

Hokuriku was already difficult to learn, and the pronunciation of Old Hokuriku was even more difficult. To him, it sounded like countless birds circling in his ears.

"Yes." Yan Tingfeng wrote lightly, "I have learned it before."

Three hundred years ago, Hokuriku and China had close exchanges. Many Hokuriku merchants would enter China, but there were also evil psychics who fished in troubled waters.

It was at that time that he learned Gubeilu dialect.

During the Ning Dynasty, there was no grammar in learning foreign languages. It was all about groping forward in daily communication.

Xiang Shaoyu raised his hand and pressed his temple: "I really can't understand, why are you learning Gubeilu dialect?"

"For communication." Yan Tingfeng raised his eyebrows, "Look, doesn't it come in handy now?"

Old Mr. Sergei obviously got a lot closer to her because Ye Turnan could communicate with him in the Old Northland dialect: "What's the matter, tell me."

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

"Yes, there is." When it came to antiques, Mr. Sergei frowned, "You want this painting?"

"No." Ye Banlan said lightly, "This painting was handed down from your ancestors. It should have been extremely precious, but unfortunately, several corners of the painting were burned in a fire."

Mr. Sergey's expression changed.

As the only empress in the history of Hokuriku to be named "The Great", Valentina I was not only sought after by all of Hokuriku at the time, but also admired by later generations.

The status of Valentina I in the hearts of the people of Hokuriku is equivalent to the status of Taizu Ning in the hearts of the people of China.

Therefore, any cultural relics and antiques related to this female emperor are of extremely high collection value.

"I can repair this painting." Ye Banlan said slowly.

Mr. Sergey was shocked and blurted out: "Can you fix it?!"

This painting not only depicts Valentina I, but also was painted by a court painter from China, so its value is even higher.

He has always been saddened by the fire that destroyed this supreme art.

Over the years, he has been looking for cultural relic restorers, hoping to restore the painting, but unfortunately, he has not been able to succeed.

As time went by, Mr. Sergey had no choice but to give up.

"No, I don't believe it." Old Mr. Sergey quickly came to his senses, "I specifically asked your Chinese cultural relic restorers, but they were helpless."

"But I can." Ye Banlan said calmly, "If you don't believe it, I can repair the painting for you first."

She is extremely familiar with this painting because this painting was originally painted in front of her eyes.

In the past, Valentina came to China in person with two generals and went to Fengyuan to meet with Ning Zhaozong.

Valentina said that she also loves Chinese culture very much and hopes to take a portrait back with her.

This is the origin of this painting.

Ye Banglan remembered this painting, so she naturally knew what the scene was like at that time. She also knew what kind of paints the palace painter at that time used.

She had made all preparations before coming.

Because she will never fight an unprepared battle. After a moment of silence, Mr. Sergey slowly exhaled: "Okay, if you can communicate with me without any obstacles, then I also believe that you must have the ability to repair this painting."

"Of course." Ye Banglan smiled slightly, "Since you admire Chinese culture, you should know that there is an old saying in China called 'There is no such thing as a pie in the sky.' There are conditions for me to restore this painting for you. "

Not only was Mr. Sergey not angry, but he laughed: "Of course, of course, if you can help me restore this painting, I will give you all my collection of Chinese cultural relics!"

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

Xiang Shaoyu didn't expect that a matter that originally seemed to him to be extremely difficult would be solved by Ye Banlan in such a way that he could make a huge effort.

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

Obviously, in Mr. Sergey's view, the painting "Valentina I" is more important than all the Chinese cultural relics he collected.

Another point, and also a crucial point -

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

"No wonder Miss Ye said she doesn't need anything in exchange. That's it." Xiang Shaoyu said thoughtfully, "The information I found does contain information about this painting, but I didn't think about it in this regard."

Yan Tingfeng said calmly: "It is difficult to control the human heart, but once you control it, many things will be easily solved."

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

It can be seen from this that several emperors in the history of China who were praised by later generations were powerful men who controlled people's hearts.

Controlling people's hearts does not mean playing with people's hearts, and being powerful does not mean oppressing others.

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

Ye Banglan and Mr. Sergey were still chatting. Apart from Yan Tingfeng, there was indeed no other person around who could understand their chat.

But the expression on Sergey's face couldn't be faked. He was smiling and happy as never before.

Oliver, who had been watching this side, saw this scene and crushed the red wine glass in his hand. He was extremely angry: "How can that little girl from China know Gubei Lu dialect?!"

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

"Chief!" Matvey said quickly, "Don't be angry. They may not be able to leave the banquet alive today. So what if they can make Sergey happy?"

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

Matvey couldn't help but be surprised.

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

"This stinky girl, regardless of her identity and background, made me feel some kind of hidden danger." Oliver's eyes were dark, "There is also a feeling of being beyond control."

He couldn't see through Ye Turning the Tide at all, let alone what abilities the other party had yet to reveal.

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

Matvey understood: "I will obey your instructions."

The party continued, and halfway through, there was a dance.

Ye Banglan had made an appointment with Mr. Sergey, and she returned to Yan Tingfeng and Xiang Shaoyu: "Early tomorrow morning, we will go to Mr. Sergey's house. I estimate that I can complete the repairs in three hours." That painting."

"Sorry to trouble Miss Ye." Xiang Shaoyu expressed respect from the bottom of his heart, "This time, we can take a lot of cultural relics back to China."

According to the intelligence statistics he received, Mr. Sergey has more than 300 items in his private collection.

"ah-!!"

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

"It's dead, it's dead!"

In the center of the stage, a man fell to the ground. His female companion stepped back in horror, and everyone else also dispersed.

When something like this happened at the palace banquet, the guests were all panicked, and naturally the banquet could not continue.

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

After some inspection, the knight commander ordered another knight to check the surveillance.

A few minutes later, the knight came back and whispered a few words into the ear of the knight captain.

With a "swish" sound, the knight commander's eyes fell on Ye Banlan: "Poison and harm people, take it!"

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