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    Yang Xiucheng opened the door, and a breeze blew in his face.  He couldn't help but frown.

    There was no one in the room, nothing unusual could be seen, but there was an indescribable strange feeling passing through my heart.

    The notes erupted without warning, resounding throughout the entire mansion, filling the corridors with rumbling echoes and reaching the small study.  Yang Xiucheng was startled and dropped the key.

    The friend Rong Jiashang brought back played the gramophone in the living room. The laughter of men and women was intertwined with the music, making the room that was as quiet as an empty house ten minutes ago suddenly feel like a carnival scene.

    Yang Xiucheng picked up the key, opened the bookcase, counted the number, took out a document, and put it into his briefcase.

    As he was leaving, his eyes swept across the desk and his steps paused.

    On the neat desk, only the note book lay sideways.

    Yang Xiucheng straightened the note pad, looked around one last time, and left with his briefcase.

    Separated by a wall, Feng Shizhen was standing in front of the bookcase, looking at each other with a beautiful girl standing in the opposite corner of the room.

    The girl was wearing a bright yellow shirt and skirt, with a slim figure, red lips and white teeth. She looked at Feng Shizhen with watery eyes, full of displeasure and vigilance.

    "When did you come in?" the girl asked rudely.

    Didn¡¯t she see herself coming out of the secret door?

    Feng Shizhen breathed a sigh of relief and forced out a kind smile.

    "I've always been there, sitting in the corner. You just didn't see me when you came in."

    The girl was confused and thinking, doubtful.

    The noise and laughter outside passed through the thick carved door of the study and turned into a blur of noise. Only the cheerful jazz music was exceptionally clear, full of vitality, and refreshing to listen to.  The deadlocked atmosphere in the study gradually began to ease because of the music.

    Feng Shizhen walked towards the girl and tried to say hello in a friendly way, "Miss Sun, are you here to read too?"

    The girl's beautiful Danfeng eyes glanced at Feng Shizhen and said coldly: "Can't I come?"

    Feng Shizhen smiled kindly: "It's natural. It's just that I rarely see you, so it's a bit unexpected. What are you reading?"

    Sun Shaoqing looked contemptuous and ignored Feng Shizhen.  She is now the most favored concubine around Rong Dingkun, and there must be many people coming to please her.  The second concubine must have told her long ago that this tutor was most likely arranged by the eldest wife to compete for her favor, and told her not to associate with this person.

    Feng Shizhen didn't mind Sun Shaoqing's indifference. He glanced at the book in her hand and said with a smile, "Shakespeare? Miss Sun also likes British poets?"

    Sun Shaoqing made a vague hum from his nose, which was regarded as acquiescence.

    The two of them stood very close, and Feng Shizhen smelled the smell of incense and smoke mixed with Sun Shaoqing.  Sun Shaoqing's clothes were clean and tidy, and he must have washed them as much as possible.  But this smell penetrated her skin over the years and lingered.

    "I also like British poetry very much." Feng Shizhen said to himself. "When I was studying, I took an English Chinese studies course. At that time, we often held symposiums, discussed poems, and had recitations. Many people like British poetry, but  Like a surface, think it is a way to get attention in the salon, read poetry, just to show off. I think people who really like poems are those who read them silently. Late at night, at dawn, in solitude  Only when you read it quietly can you immerse yourself in that world and leave the pain experienced by the physical body."

    Sun Shaoqing slowly raised his eyes and looked at Feng Shizhen, his cold eyes gradually began to melt.

    Feng Shizhen picked up a book of poetry by himself and said as he flipped through it: "Of course, after graduation, I have been running around for a living and haven't read poetry for a long time. Poetry is like a noble soul, which is often not compatible with the turbid world. This is really  A last resort.¡±

    "Ms. Feng" Sun Shaoqing's voice was as delicate and pleasant as hers, "Do you know a lot about English literature?"

    "I'm not asking for a detailed explanation." Feng Shizhen smiled and said, "I'm just happy to meet a friend who also likes to read poetry. Whose poems do you like?"

    Sun Shaoqing was a little embarrassed and regretful, "I didn't have the chance to go to college. Although I like it, it's just an introduction, reading some easy-to-understand poems."

    Feng Shizhen said softly: "The love for literature will never change due to changes in people's opportunities and status. If Miss Sun likes British literature, we can talk more in the future. In fact, I am also very bored here. Both  I can't chat with the master and my wife, and I can't make friends with the servants. I'm really alone."

    ? ?A girl who advocates freedom and love.  So, what she did in the study just now had already conquered half of Sun Shaoqing's success.

    The autumn light is just right, the outdoors is very cool, and the sweet fragrance of osmanthus is wafting everywhere.  Feng Shizhen stretched his waist, walked to the octagonal pavilion, sat down, took out a note paper and a draft book, and began to calculate the decryption.

    It is this set of four-party passwords, which is not difficult to crack.  Feng Shizhen made calculations while recording, and the information in the password gradually emerged.

    It is a coordinate!

    Feng Shizhen opened the world atlas he had just brought from the study room and unfolded and folded the large map.

    The coordinates point to a place on the East China Sea in Hengsha Township, a small island south of Chongming Island.  Since it is at sea, it cannot be a warehouse where items are placed, but it is most likely a transfer station for smuggled items, or a meeting point for delivery.

    " Let Meng Xu'an's people find out what it is specifically.

    Feng Shizhen wrote the information on a small note and looked at the osmanthus tree outside the pavilion.

    This is an old osmanthus tree, much larger than the pavilion, with thick branches and leaves.  Its flowering period seems to be relatively late. Other osmanthus trees are already in bloom, but it only has a few tiny flowers.  Probably wait until all the flowers are gone before it appears for the finale.  #####(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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