Chapter 89: 089 Ye Wanlan and the relationship with Division 723 [1 update] Chapter 89: 089 Ye Wanlan and the relationship with Division 723 [1 update] To be targeted by Bureau 723, there must be a threat to the existence of Shenzhou.
In so respects, Director Liu also highly admired Qin Xian, for having compelled the personnel of Bureau 723 to take action.
Madam Qin frowned, “Isn’t it our Jiangcheng police who are managing this case?”
Although she said this, her temples throbbed wildly, and she felt extrely uneasy.
Qin Xian might be arrogant and conceited, but he surely wasn’t foolish enough to fra soone and leave behind evidence that could implicate himself.
However, the investigation of this case progressed too swiftly, not even a day had passed.
“Madam Qin, you have ti to think here about how to settle things with money, how to prevent the victims from suing you—” Director Liu’s expression was cold, “Rather ponder who exactly you’ve offended. Your son is quite capable indeed; he’s even stirred up Bureau 723.”
Bureau 723!
Madam Qin felt as if she had been struck by lightning, her face turning instantly pale: “You, you an 7, 7…”
Within Shenzhou, Bureau 723 is an existence that is both mysterious and not mysterious.
Everyone knows of Bureau 723, but apart from understanding that it was established to commorate the Battle of Wan Armies three hundred years ago that almost led to Shenzhou’s demise, nobody knows who established it, nor does anyone know exactly what kind of people are within it.
Even the great families of Yunjing pay their respects to Bureau 723, and the Extre Path Organization at the Global Center can’t make a move into Shenzhou due to its presence.
How did they offend Bureau 723?!
Madam Qin’s mind went blank; she was no longer capable of thinking.
This case was significant, but surely not so serious as to necessitate Bureau 723’s involvent, right?
The matters overseen by Bureau 723 all posed grave threats to the survival of Shenzhou. What rit did Qin Xian have?
Director Liu sneered and had Madam Qin escorted out.
This ti, they could finally ascertain Qin Xian’s guilt and prevent him from escaping legal punishnt.
**
The following day, at seven in the morning.
“What? You woke up so early today because you have an exam?” Lin Huaijin raised his voice, “No way, your uncle forbids it. You must rest well. An exam ans nothing compared to your health.”
“Uncle, my body has already recovered.” Ye Wanlan squeezed her wrist, smiling slightly, “See that tree? I can kick it down.”
Lin Huaijin turned and saw a tree thick enough to require a person’s hug to encircle it: “…”
Despite the seeming incredulity, when these words ca from his docile, sensible, and adorable niece, they carried a hint of credibility.
“Alright, if you are insistent on going, I can’t stop you,” Lin Huaijin sighed, “but after the exam, rest properly, you hear? I’m worried that you’ll overexert yourself and your body won’t hold up.”
“I got it, uncle.” Ye Wanlan hugged him, “I don’t mind, but as long as you’re fine, that’s good. I’m leaving.”
She waved her hand and picked up her transparent stationery bag to leave.
A car also arrived at the entrance to the building complex at that ti.
Yan Tingfeng opened the car door, smiling faintly at her, “Knowing Miss Ye still intends to take the exam, I’ll drive you there. You can rest a bit more in the car.”
The morning sunlight was dazzling yet not scorching; its brilliance fell upon his face, as if casting a golden glow.
“Thank you,” Ye Wanlan nodded and did not refuse, approaching the car.
As Ye Wanlan looked his way, Rong Yu’s body, which was firmly holding the steering wheel, shuddered.
He absolutely would not hand over the driving rights!
He had to save his own life!
Seeing Ye Wanlan sit in the backseat, Rong Yu finally let out a long sigh of relief, pressing on the gas pedal as the car sped away.
The exam started at nine, and by 8:10, many students had already entered the school.
“Did you hear about the big news? The third young master of the Qin Family has been arrested!”
“I heard, I heard; he deserved to be caught after all the evil he did.”
Listening to the conversations around her, Xue Yiwei frowned, lowering her voice, “Xubai, I’ve caught wind of sothing—the involvent of Bureau 723 in this case.”
“Hmm,” Su Xubai looked down, his voice faint, “It’s not just a rumor. It’s true.”
Xue Yiwei’s gaze flickered slightly, “But this case really isn’t serious enough to warrant Bureau 723’s…”
Su Xubai shook his head, “It’s not a coincidence. Soone definitely caused Bureau 723 to take action.”
Thoughtfulness filled his eyes; who could it be?
Since when did Jiangcheng have such a person?
As the two conversed, Xue Yiwei saw Su Xueqing standing alone: “Isn’t she always together with Ye Wanlan? How co she is by herself today?”
“You an Ye Wanlan? She probably has no heart for the exam right now,” Sheng Song shrugged, “I heard from my Sister Yunyi that her uncle is also involved in that case. With such a big issue happening to a loved one, how could she concentrate on exams?”
Xue Yiwei said indifferently, “Whether she participates or not has nothing to do with us.”
“I just can’t stand the way she acts,” Sheng Song sneered, “Doesn’t she also co from having connections? Pretending as if she’s so innocent.”
No sooner had she finished speaking, than Su Xueqing’s eyes suddenly lit up.
“Ah Lan!” She ran forward and hugged the girl, “I haven’t been able to contact you for the past two days; I was so scared.”
“It’s okay, just had a lot of things to take care of and was a bit busy,” Ye Wanlan shook her head slightly, “It just so happened that I guided Shen Que to save so people the day before yesterday. I’ll write down the experience and share it with you later, so you can continue to improve.”
Su Xueqing paused, “Shen what?”
“Shen Que, like the ‘que’ in the palace tower; that’s how he introduced himself.”
Su Xueqing fell silent again.
Why had this bastard Shen Que suddenly appeared in Jiangcheng?
As a fellow disciple, although only nominally, she was acutely aware of his extraordinary dical talent.
Most importantly, Shen Que was a rare physician who could combine Chinese and Western dicine, so the Su Family also revered him as an honored guest.
Shen Que had an incredibly eccentric temperant, and it could be said that he was only interested in dicine, turning a deaf ear to everything else.
She had seen Shen Que argue with the drug peddler many tis and was never able to intervene, so she chose to crack lon seeds and beco a spectator instead.
“Let’s go,” Ye Wanlan patted Su Xueqing on the shoulder. “The exam ti is almost upon us; we should get to our exam.”
Sheng Song was stunned for a second, then snickered, “She actually ca to take the exam. Tsk, seems she really wants to prove her grades.”
“To take the exam while ignoring her own family, such weak kinship ties, truly cold-hearted,” Xue Yiwei said, no longer paying attention to Ye Wanlan as she entered the examination hall.
The first exam was for language arts, with the sa exam papers for both the arts and sciences classes.
The examination rooms were arranged according to the rankings from the last exam, with Ye Wanlan seated at the very last seat of the last room.
She calmly took out her pen, and as the exam bell rang, she began to answer the questions.
It was very quiet in the examination room; so students had already fallen asleep, leaving the invigilator helpless.
The invigilator was originally patrolling the entire examination room, occasionally glancing at the papers of the students who were still awake, shaking his head in resignation.
Indeed, the students in this room were of the poorest quality in the school; he had no confidence in them whatsoever.
When he got to the last seat, he glanced over casually, but his gaze froze!
Half an hour into the exam, Ye Wanlan had already turned to the second page and started on her essay.
The invigilator watched as she finished writing the title without outlining any essay structure, directly beginning her first paragraph.
He didn’t read the content, but the calligraphy…
The invigilator stopped in his tracks, his pupils dilating in astonishnt.
Three hundred years ago, there were two extrely outstanding calligraphers, one was the Imperial Tutor Han Yunsheng of Daning, and the other was the poetess Fu Guang.
Their calligraphy styles differed completely; Han Yunsheng’s was wild and unrestrained, while Fu Guang’s was graceful and gentle, and later generations in the calligraphy world honored them as “Cold Tendons with Bones.”
Even now, nurous calligraphy experts and enthusiasts still pursue these two styles, but both are extrely challenging to master.
Watching Ye Wanlan compose her essay, the invigilator had a strange feeling—
Clearly, the student’s calligraphy was neither Cold Style nor Fu Style, yet through her writing, he could feel the strength and power of “Cold Tendons with Bones.”
It was as if she had learned both styles, and upon them, she had cultivated her own unique style.
This was incredibly difficult to achieve.
The invigilator suddenly thought of a legendary figure—
Princess Yongning!
Historical records indicate that Princess Yongning, cultivated by the ministers of the Daning dynasty, was a close friend of the poetess Fu Guang.
She had invited Fu Guang to leave her reclusion seven tis; though Fu Guang never agreed, she did not refuse relations with the Princess, and the two shared a student-teacher bond as well as a friendship.
Princess Yongning’s writing bore the essence of Cold Tendons and the grace of Bones.
But this student’s calligraphy wasn’t the sa as that of Princess Yongning.
The invigilator beca srized for a mont, watching unblinkingly as Ye Wanlan finished her essay.
Only one hour had passed, still ninety minutes remaining until the end of the exam.
Never before had an invigilation made the invigilator so eager to collect the papers imdiately.
He must find the principal and have this student nad Ye Wanlan participate in this year’s calligraphy competition!
Such a fine talent must not be buried.
**
At noon, Zhou Family Old Residence.
The family was dining together.
Zhou Zhiyun occasionally offered dishes to Patriarch Zhou and Madam Zhou, recounting so amusing stories from abroad that relaxed the previously tense atmosphere at the table.
After dinner, Zhou Zhiyun accompanied Patriarch Zhou for a walk.
“Have you distanced yourself from that girl nad Ye Wanlan?” Madam Zhou asked indifferently. “That greedy and insatiable girl from a commoners’ family.”
Zhou Hechen was inwardly annoyed: “Mom, I haven’t.”
“Good,” Madam Zhou elegantly sipped her Pu’er tea. “No good cos from a girl like that, lowly in her thods, degraded in character; she definitely must not enter the doors of our Zhou Family.”
Just then, Steward Zhou led Madam Qin in.
“Mindan, Hechen, I’m sorry for disturbing you at this ti, but I…” Madam Qin looked haggard, “I am truly desperate, with nowhere else to turn.”
Madam Zhou had also heard about the incident of Qin Xian being taken away by the police from the hospital, as it had beco a major issue.
However, she was reluctant to get involved, replying vaguely, “Go on.”
“Could you ask Hechen for a favor?” Madam Qin took a deep breath, “Please, plead with Ye Wanlan on my behalf.”
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