The most beautiful glass city on earth.

This Sui capital, which has never suffered from military disasters since its completion, has attracted many literati and scholars from other countries to study here, call on friends, come here to sing poems and linger, and linger, and never want to return home again.

Among them, Wenchangfang in Liuli City is full of book shops, which is the most popular among scholars.

A tall but plump woman followed two young girls and walked into Wenchangfang, where the bookstores are numerous, but did not go to the famous Wenchang Pavilion nearby.

A girl was full of energy, her eyebrows were as narrow as a knife, and her expression was extremely firm. Another girl was naturally charming, and she also had a bookish spirit, like a daughter from a wealthy house. She couldn't help but ask, "Master, who are we going to meet?"

The heroic girl seemed to dislike her peers and said angrily: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!"

The tall woman smiled and said, "It's not a secret matter that cannot be shamed. This person has a deep connection with the sect. After meeting, you can just call him Mr. Wu."

The charming girl said simply, and it was a bit tempting.

The heroic girl became increasingly disliked the junior sister who entered the sect at the same time, and secretly curled her lips.

Both of them are newly accepted disciples of Mrs. Fan. The heroic girl is a daughter of a noble family from a local family, and was originally a direct disciple of a fairy gang. However, when the girl's master heard that the lady wanted to accept her as a disciple, she was not angry, but she was also grateful. The heroic girl didn't know the truth behind the scenes, but it was enough to make her clear about the depth of this half-way master's background and was bottomless! You must know that the gang she had originally practiced was so big.

In the Sui Dynasty, even if it is not the best five or six "door fairy palaces", they can still be ranked among the top four. So along the way, the heroic girls were extremely respectful. As for the junior sister she looked down upon, the cat and a dog she was accidentally picked up by her master from the roadside, she looked down on her from the bottom of her heart. She looked down on her as a fox who likes to hook up with men. She is just a courtesan who goes to brothels and is worthy of being a fellow disciple and even a senior sister of the same age with her Jinzhi and Yuye.

Until now, both girls only know that their master’s surname is Fan, that’s all.

I don't even know the name of the sect.

The woman was jealous of the two children and turned a blind eye to the origin of the man. "He runs a time-honored book shop here. In your capital of the Great Sui Dynasty, it is a century-old store with a low reputation. I heard that the books there are very high prices and never discounts, even regular customers. Therefore, they are suspected of being too tall and weak. They have never been able to make the business bigger for so many years. The book shop has been passed to him... This generation of heirs is even more bleak, because he fishes for three days and two days to dry the net, and at least half a year, he does not stay in the store to solicit business. He only lets the children of two old neighbors and a pair of innocent young girls manage the business. Mr. Wu is very at ease."

At the end of the day, the woman smiled.

The two girls were slightly amazed, not because of the lazy owner of the bookstore, but because of such an unrestrained guy who could make them respect the gods, he actually treated these trivial and mundane things with such relish. Although they didn't spend a long time together, they were very sure that this master was not a talkative person. The more he did this, the more his status in the minds of the two girls naturally rose.

Their master seemed to be a regular visitor here, and he was familiar with the passage and came to a small and cramped book shop, and he was walking with him on both sides, but the middle door was deserted, and business was booming on both sides, forming a sharp contrast. A plaque of "Enlightenment" was hung in the crack of this book shop.

The golden plaque, after more than a hundred years of wind and sun, fell off the paint and was covered in shabby. If it weren't for some Confucian scholars who couldn't afford the price but were extremely jealous, came here just to glance at those rare and lonely books and bring some popularity to the shop, and this store would have been closed long ago.

There are indeed young girls in the shop, all of whom are in a middle-aged position. The boy stood behind the counter, yawning lazily. The girl sat on a small bench, holding the book carefully. When turning the pages, she still felt a little distressed, which shows how rare it is for that book.

When Mrs. Fan crossed the threshold, the boy's eyes lit up. When he saw the two girls behind her, he suddenly became more and more energetic. He straightened his back and walked around the counter quickly. With a little nervousness, he asked softly: "Madam, do you want to buy books?"

The lady laughed softly and said, "Look at it first, you don't have to greet us."

The boy couldn't hide his loss and nodded vigorously, saying, "Okay, Madam, just browse it casually, and call me if you need it."

The girl raised her head, hurriedly put away the book, stood up and said with a stern look: "Madam, on the two rows of bookshelves, in addition to the clearly marked prices, those books with 'only viewable' notes on the grid cannot be taken out without permission."

The boy was displeased and retorted: "No one will buy it for a few hundred years. So what if you look for it for a few times?!"

Mrs. Fan laughed and said, "It's okay, since the store has set the rules, you should follow the local customs."

Gorgeous and generous.

In the eyes of the boy, this strange lady was like a lofty queen, just a phoenix crown and red robe.

This feeling of being struck by lightning made the boy feel more and more ashamed, and he even didn't dare to look at her directly, so he had to glar at the childhood sweetheart girl who was disappointed.

Mrs. Fan's charming apprentice pursed her lips and smiled without showing her teeth.

The heroic girl sneered at the boy's posture.

However, the city girl who helped take care of the book shop always looked quiet.

———

A middle-aged Confucian scholar carrying a bookcase was in a hurry. After walking into this small street, he might have been timid in his hometown, so he slowed down and looked around. The Confucian scholar with slightly white hair closed his eyes, sniffed, and said to himself: "This taste is better, authentic."

After saying that, the down-and-out Confucian scholar covered in dust accelerated his pace again. After finding the shop with the plaque of "Enjoyment", he frowned and stood outside the threshold. It happened that Mrs. Fan turned around and looked at him. He said in a plain tone: "Come out and talk."

The extremely unfamiliar and indifferent tone, let alone the joy of reunion of old friends, can even be called disgust.

The woman was not surprised, her face was as normal as she was, and she had no airs to control her. She walked out of the book shop without saying a word. The Confucian scholar moved away and gave up the seat for the master and apprentice. He immediately changed into a smiley face and took off the heavy book box sideways. "Xiaoma, Xiaohuan, Uncle Wu will go back to the shop later. You can find a place to put the book box down."

"Shopkeeper Wu." "Uncle Wu!"

The two names sounded at the same time, and the girl was obviously even happier.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar didn't care and handed the bookcase to the girl who ran towards him, and smiled and said, "It's a bit heavy, be careful not to hit the foot. Uncle has brought gifts to both of you. If you can't wait, open the bookcase by yourself. Don't worry, keep it safe and you won't admit your mistake."

The girl held the bookcase with some difficulty and said happily: "Okay!"

The Confucian scholar took the three people waiting outside the door to a teahouse not far away and asked for an ancient elegant seat on the second floor. After he sat down, the Mrs. Fan was still standing.

Ordinary Confucian scholars always give people the feeling of being casual, but at this time they were sitting very well. He looked at the girl standing honestly behind the woman, and did not persuade her to sit down. He did not hide his sarcasm and said, "Fan Xuanyu, your luck... is really good as ever."

This elusive Mrs. Fan is the leader of the Guanyin Lotus Peak Fan Xuanyu, Chen Qingniu, and the former manager of Liulifang, Liangzhou.

She said calmly: "It is difficult to enter the elegant hall, so it makes me laugh."

The Confucian scholar glanced at her and remained silent for a long time.

The two girls who were kept in the dark from beginning to end were walking on thin ice in the hot summer.

If their master had not laid the groundwork, no matter which girl was walking on the street, she would probably not be willing to look at the Confucian scholar with a direct look.

Mrs. Fan whispered: "You two go out first and go around the market. Don't worry about expenses. When you meet your favorite books, you can buy them."

The two girls were ashamed of being amnesty and left quickly.

After the girls left, the Confucian scholar smiled and said, "You, Fan Xuanyu, have unique insights."

If they weren't there, he wouldn't have even sat down to have tea with this Lotus Peak monk, and he would just give it up.

Guanyin is indeed a sect with the Tianzi of Nanzhanbuzhou. Now that Lotus Peak is booming, Fan Xuanyu can be said to have taken advantage of the situation to make a beautiful turnaround and become the number one hero of the revival of this sect.

But he is Wu Yaoshan.

It is the guest minister of Linglong Cave Heaven!

Fan Xuanyu hesitated for a moment, sat down with a smile, and then started to cook tea. His technique was skillful and pleasing to the eye, and he was a big hit.

Wu Yaoshan said straight to the point: "If you want to master the Lotus Peak, for Linglong Cave Heaven, of course, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages, but this kind of thing is nothing more than wealth and touching the hearts of people..."

Speaking of this, this true immortal man was both mocking Mrs. Fan's philanthropy, and also mocking himself. He shook his head and said softly: "The Immortal Mansion has always been like this, but it's like this."

He quickly restrained his thoughts and turned back to the topic, "Although our Linglong Cave Heaven has agreed to cooperate, no matter how I object, it is meaningless. It's just that the capital you Fan Xuanyu gave and the dividends you promised after "usurping the throne" are really limited in my opinion."

Fan Xuanyu smiled, neither denying nor defending.

Wu Yaoshan seemed to remember something, "I'm a little curious, what should he do? He became an abandoned son like this? Will you even take back the Buddhist treasure in the end?"

Before Fan Xuanyu could speak, Wu Yaoshan sighed and narrowed his eyes and said, "After all, he and I are Guanyin guests. Wouldn't I let my things hurt their species? I feel sad about the death of the rabbit and the fox?"

Fan Xuanyu still smiled calmly, "Sir and him are different."

Wu Yaoshan stared at the woman and hadn't spoken for a long time.

It's really the most toxic woman's heart.

Then, he felt a little pity again and felt that the woman in front of him was actually pitiful.

It’s okay to be in the world of the world and be involuntarily. But if you are mixed up and your heart is involuntarily, it’s really pitiful.

Wu Yaoshan asked: "Guanyin has the advantage of the right time and place, but it is still difficult to escape the dilemma of loose foundations. Even people from the three religions stand at home and point fingers. Isn't anyone reflecting on themselves?"

Fan Xuanyu asked back: "Sir, shouldn't you say these words to Master Uncle Master?"

Wu Yaoshan was quite helpless and said to himself: "It's useless to tell her. With her bad temper, she doesn't want to even listen to my complaints. Tell you Fan Xuanyu, after all, you can only prick up your ears and pretend to listen to them without missing a word. Right?"

Fan Xuanyu nodded with a smile. "Yes."

Wu Yaoshan was indifferent, "I won't drink tea, it's the most toxic woman's heart. You can imagine how this tea tastes. When it comes to rare ancient books in the world, collectors have said that they are good at it since ancient times. In fact, there are also people's hearts, so people say that they taste it. You Fan Xuanyu are really... It's better not to say it, but you should do it yourself."

The woman who was so nakedly slandered still smiled. When Wu Yaoshan got up, she stood up at the same time, treating people without any leakage, and said softly: "Send me respectfully."

Wu Yaoshan walked to the threshold, stepped forward and said a farewell message, "But, maybe only a villain like you can hold the power to the top of Guanyin. Unfortunately, such Qing'e Mountain is abominable everywhere and everyone is unbearable to see."

Fan Xuanyu whispered: "No wonder people in the world say that Mr. Wu's scholarly aura was, and no one in the Sui Dynasty was involved."

Wu Yaoshan continued to move forward and patted his stomach, "I'm just complaining, but the complaining is too strong and heartbroken."

Wu Yaoshan quickly left the restaurant, and Fan Xuanyu stayed alone in the tea room, drinking and drinking, with a calm expression.

A man looks down on a woman, a gentleman looks down on a villain, and a god looks down on an ant.

Wu Yaoshan looked at her Fan Xuanyu, all three of them.

She accepted it calmly.

Fan Xuanyu poured a cup of tea for no reason and said to himself: "You probably have guessed a little clue. My Lotus Peak not only did not help you become a great guest like Zhao Wu, but instead took the opportunity to absorb your luck and make the purple gold lotus bloom. After you realized that something was wrong, you had to take advantage of Taotie to appear in the world and try to leave Qing'e Mountain, jump out of the chessboard, and find a glimmer of life for yourself. But you are still underestimating our plan of Lotus Peak. In the Nanzhan Continent, where are you trapped in the chessboard? Liangzhou City? Iron-stele Army Town? Suzaku Dynasty? Or the Western Regions in the future? Chen Qingniu, you can't escape."

Fan Xuanyu sighed and finally said some inexplicable words: "The net of heaven is vast, the great way is ruthless, the saints play chess, the sleeves are full of universes, pointing to mountains and rivers, and a thousand-year chess game. Who told you... it was you? Since that's the case, you can accept your fate."

There was a smile on the corner of the woman's mouth, like the water plants in a deep pool.

———

Wu Yaoshan returned to his ancestral book shop, looked up at the word "meaning" on the plaque, and shook his head.

The girl who helped manage the book shop business ran to him, "The two young guests who had left with Uncle Wu have just given me a few sets of lonely books with excellent looks. They said they were originally going to give to our book shop, but they forgot to take it out before, so they returned to deliver the books. I dare not accept it, it was too precious, but they both put down the books and left, and I couldn't stop them. Humph, someone was fine, not only did they not help but advise me to accept those rare books. It was really a waste of money. Uncle Wu didn't agree to such a worthless book in person, how could he accept it without authorization..."

Wu Yaoshan said softly: "You did right and should refuse. But then again, just accept it. At worst, I will meet again in the future, and I will give you a gift."

The girl nodded happily.

He put his hands on his back, looked at the rare and lonely book on the bookshelf, and sighed: "You guys, you are not known to me..."
To be continued...