Zhang Qingfeng's study was exceedingly simple. Two bookcases stood on the east and west sides, crammed with all manner of books, while the desk was covered with brushes, ink, paper, inkstones, and other supplies.
Opposite the desk stood a tea table. Fang Yun, Zhang Qingfeng, and Wang Li sat around it, leisurely savoring their tea.
They finished the first pot without exchanging a single word.
After tasting the second pot, Zhang Qingfeng smiled. "My dear nephew Longxiang, you didn't come here just for tea, did you?"
Fang Yun smiled. "I came to discuss several matters in detail with you two uncles. First, do either of you know a jade carver you can trust? One capable of carving Literary Qi Jade."
"Oh?" Both elders' eyes lit up. Not only they, but even the Deer Gate Marquis would have been astonished to hear such a question.
"I obtained a piece of raw literary qi jade from the Gou Household's secret chamber. I spent ten years in prison and don't know what happened during that time, but I imagine you two can guess something of its origins." As Fang Yun spoke, he took out the Literary Qi Jade.
The two Hanlin Academicians stared at the Literary Qi Jade for a long while before reluctantly looking away.
"Seven years ago, rumors spread that literary qi jade had appeared in Dingzhou. Many Hanlin Academicians and Grand Academicians of the human race went there, along with Barbarian Marquises and Barbarian Kings of the barbarian race. In all, two Grand Academicians, seven Hanlin Academicians, three Barbarian Kings, and thirteen Barbarian Marquises died. In the end, the jade's whereabouts were unknown. So that old thief Gou Bao got his hands on it after all. Some suspected that one of the Grand Academicians who died had originally obtained it,