The fish pond connects the past and present, and the tyrants of the fallen country seek fame every d

He Jingchen smiled and shook his head to interrupt her: "All this is the result of your own hard work, Miss Su, don't underestimate yourself, you are very outstanding."

Su Yuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

He Jingchen was the first person to truly praise her excellence.

"Go back and rest early."

He Jingchen finished speaking and drove away. At this moment, Yang Sheng walked out from the darkness, staring straight at Su Yuan.

"Are you interested in He Jingchen?"

Su Yuan looked up in surprise, then her cheeks flushed and she quickly shook her head to deny it.

"No, it's just that this is the first time I've received recognition and praise from outsiders besides my family."

Yang Sheng frowned, obviously not completely convinced.

He looked at Su Yuan intently, then retracted his gaze and looked towards the direction where He Jingchen disappeared.

"People with real abilities don't care what others think. Don't take it to heart."

Yang Sheng's words were like a spring breeze, which dissipated a lot of the gloom in Su Yuan's heart.

She raised her head, smiled at Yang Sheng, and nodded sincerely.

"Hearing you say that, it suddenly makes sense. I'll have to trouble you with the factory stuff. I have more important things to deal with."

Su Yuan knows very well that joining forces with Yang Shangyi, a big name in the antique collecting world, will be the golden key for her to return to the antique world.

I was thinking that I should ask Xiao Yanheng to help me collect more calligraphy and paintings.

I wonder how Xiao Yanheng is doing these days. Is there any chance of winning the battle?

Su Yuan has reached the edge of the fish pond.

The fish pond was quiet and silent, and Xiao Yanheng's letter had not arrived yet.

Perhaps, she should take the initiative and send a greeting first?

The capital of the great Wei state.

After Zhang Long was driven out of the imperial city, the morale of the army was restored and many people were able to put on armor and go into battle again. The burden on Xiao Yanheng's shoulders was lightened a lot.

He stood by the river, his dark eyes deep, staring at the water for a long time, silent.

The eunuch serving beside him whispered, "Your Majesty, why not tell the fairy the good news of your victory?"

Xiao Yanheng hesitated, which was rare.

After a little thought, he shook his head.

"Forget it, she must be busy with work, it's inconvenient to disturb her."

Seeing the emperor trying hard to resist the urge to share his joy, the chief eunuch couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.

Having followed His Majesty for many years, he knew how difficult it was to win this battle.

If it weren't for the fairy's help, the Wei Dynasty would have been in danger.

"Your Majesty, please write a letter."

Xiao Yanheng's eyes flickered.

He coughed lightly and said:

"The people will surely be grateful to the fairy. I will write a letter myself today."

The chief eunuch nodded quickly and said, "I will prepare the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone immediately."

After a while, the letter was completed.

Xiao Yanheng seemed a little nervous and turned his head to look at the chief eunuch.

"Isn't a letter just too simple?"

The chief eunuch listened and nodded in agreement.

"I remember that the fairy seems to be a woman. Your Majesty, may you please give her some silk fabrics or a dowry?"

"This is a great plan." Xiao Yanheng nodded again.

The chief eunuch immediately gave orders and all kinds of dowries and brocades were quickly prepared.

Every piece is a fine product.

After jumping into the river, Xiao Yanheng stared at the water surface intently, waiting for a response.

Su Yuan stood by the pond for a long time.

I can’t tell what I’m looking forward to.

My legs and feet were starting to feel sore, and I was about to turn around and go back when my cell phone suddenly rang.

At the same time, something strange appeared on the water surface.

That was a gift from Xiao Yanheng.

Su Yuan happily picked up the package and opened the letter impatiently.

Upon learning that Xiao Yanheng had returned triumphantly, Su Yuan also smiled.

Such good news should be celebrated together.

Without caring about the gifts on the shore, Su Yuan ran back to the house, took out a bottle of white wine, a few dishes, and a handwritten letter explaining the purpose of the gifts.

Joy should be shared with him.

She poured herself a glass of red wine, sat by the pond, and raised the glass to the water.

"Xiao Yanheng, we will succeed in the end."

She vowed to restore the glory of the Su family, and he achieved his wish.

Seeing the objects floating on the river, Xiao Yanheng curiously examined the small white bottle in his hand.

“Wuliangye?”

He looked at the chief eunuch suspiciously.

"What is this?"

The eunuch in charge quickly handed the letter to Xiao Yanheng.

Then he opened several other packages one by one.

"Your Majesty, this green thing looks very much like a bean pod."

Xiao Yanheng quickly read the letter and a smile appeared on his face.

"This is the fine wine and snacks that the immortal specially prepared for me, to celebrate with me."

Seeing Xiao Yanheng's smile, the eunuch in charge also smiled.

"Could it be that there is also good news coming to the immortal?"

Xiao Yanheng nodded, and once again stared at the letter in his hand, his eyes gentle again.

"She shined today and completely subdued all those who bullied her."

He himself was unaware of the affection that was inadvertently revealed in his words.

Feeling the joy and vitality of the person in the letter, Xiao Yanheng's smile became brighter.

He suddenly felt like meeting Su Yuan.

As soon as the wine jar was opened, the rich aroma of wine spread out.

Xiao Yanheng was pleasantly surprised and was about to pour himself a drink when he heard the sound of swallowing saliva from the side.

He turned around and saw the mighty and unshaven General Long Fei, smiling with a slightly embarrassed look on his face.

"Your Majesty, your wine is truly tempting. This is the first time in my life that I have smelled such a fine wine. Could you please let me have a sip?"

As soon as he finished speaking, another general hurried over.

"Your Majesty, this wine has aroused my appetite. I have also got these bean pods as a snack. I have never tasted them before. Could you please give me some as well?"

"No."

Xiao Yanheng flatly refused, then ordered the eunuch in charge to put away the wine and food, and glanced at everyone sternly.

Seeing the emperor's unhappy expression, several people quickly knelt on the ground.

"I have offended you just now, Your Majesty, please forgive me."

"My dear ministers, please stand up. If you really want to taste it, I can ask the immortal to prepare it for you, but you will have to pay for it yourself."

After Xiao Yanheng finished speaking, he looked at them meaningfully, with an elusive light flashing in his eyes.

When Long Fei heard that he could buy it, he immediately nodded in agreement.

"Your Majesty, I will take the wine, and the peas, and if possible, some snacks."

After saying that, Long Fei hurriedly presented the purse with both hands.

"If it's not enough, just tell me and I'll get more."

As Long Fei moved, the other two also offered their purses.

The eunuch in charge took it over immediately.

Xiao Yanheng then spoke: "I will convey this to the immortal for you, but it's getting late, so let's talk about it another day."

After saying this, Xiao Yanheng turned and left.

Seeing this, the general next to Long Fei complained in a low voice.

"Your Majesty is so stingy! How can we sleep now that you're gone?"

Long Fei looked at the river, his mind turned, and he smiled slyly.

"Although the emperor is gone, the immortal is still here. How about we write her a letter?"

The companion hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded firmly.

"Never mind, drinking is the most important thing, write the letter quickly!"

Just as the eunuch in charge had not yet put away his writing brush and ink, Long Fei quickly wrote a letter, wrapped it tightly in brown paper and threw it into the river.

However, the letter soon surfaced.

Long Fei scratched his head in confusion, "What's going on?"

"Has the immortal already rested?" asked the companion.

Long Fei nodded in agreement. "I suppose so. Then let's try again tomorrow during the day?"