Early morning, Yunhai Bookstore.

In the early morning, the sunshine is gentle and the wind blows quietly.

"The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, the wheat flowers are white and the cauliflowers are sparse..."

Ningzhe lay on the bed, took a bite of Wanmintang's special pancakes, and looked out the window. Flowers were blooming and butterflies were flying. He felt at ease.

The effect of his storytelling in the past few days was quite good. Many old people who objected to Qixing's involvement in all affairs unanimously fell silent and stopped speaking to stop him.

Now the entire Liyue Port is full of vitality, and everyone is working hard at their posts. This is the scene that Ningzhe wants to see the most.

However...he himself was lying on the bed, with a "Compendium of Ancient Poems" beside him, leisurely admiring the flowers in the yard.

"No one passes through the fence as the sun grows long, only dragonflies and butterflies fly~"

After reciting the poem, Ningzhe turned over, raised his hand gently, and the boiled fish on the wooden table floated over by itself.

"Hmm~"

He took a delicious bite of the boiled fish, and the tender and delicate fish meat opened in his mouth. It was so wonderful that it was indescribable.

"hehe..."

At this moment, the white-haired old man appeared in his room without knowing it, sitting on a chair and looking at Ningzhe with a half-smile.

"It's been a few days... Brat, when will you leave?"

After the showdown with Ningzhe, the white-haired old man no longer acted like a demon as before, but now he looked like an ordinary old man teaching his younger generation.

"Old man, are you talking about going to Mondstadt?"

Hearing this, Ningzhe snapped his fingers in a graceless manner, returned the boiled fish to the wooden table, and said lazily: "I am now the leader in the cultural field of Liyue Port's reconstruction work, how can I go there at will?

What about other countries?”

"Especially...it's a neighboring country. If anyone suspects that I brought Liyue's culture to another country, my sister will have to clean up the mess."

"So, old man... we can't rush this matter. The more urgent it is, the more likely things will happen."

Having said this, Ningzhe raised his eyebrows at the white-haired old man, and then lay back down.

"Don't interrupt, I remember you met that Fontaine guy yesterday..."

The white-haired old man didn't take Ningzhe's approach at all. He immediately crossed his arms and said angrily: "That...photograph machine specially made by the Fontaine people? You said you wanted to go to Mondstadt after you saw him last time.

You thought I didn’t hear it?”

"Even if there is a reason...then there has to be a suitable time."

After hearing this, Ningzhe's expression remained unchanged and he lay peacefully on the bed.

suitable time?

The white-haired old man didn't understand. Even though he had a good reason, this brat stayed in Yunhai Bookstore and did nothing... What was he trying to do?

It can't be just plain laziness, right?

When he mentioned the word lazy, he thought of another young man from Yunhai Bookstore... his name seemed to be Jiang Baoguo.

He was originally lazier than Ningzhe, but for some reason, after taking over the huge account books of Yunhai Bookstore, he became uncharacteristically diligent and completed all his work perfectly every day.

Liyue people are so strange...

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Um?"

Almost instantly, Ningzhe straightened up, put on his shoes, and walked to the door.

"..."

The white-haired old man disappeared, but he did not leave.

"Lao Ning, a guest is here..."

When I opened the door, I found a beater at the door.

He did not guard the door of Yunhai Bookstore, but came to Ningzhe in person... This shows that the identity of this visitor is not that simple.

"good."

Ningzhe gently agreed without asking who it was.

Seeing this, the worker didn't feel strange at all. He nodded immediately, then turned around and walked outside.

"..."

Watching the workers leave, Ningzhe smiled and said without looking back: "Old man... the time I want has come."

After saying this, Ningzhe walked towards the reception room of Yunhai Bookstore without hesitation.

The white-haired old man seemed to understand something, smiled helplessly, and then completely disappeared.

...

In the guest room.

Uncle Tian is sitting on a chair, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, waiting quietly.

"Uncle Tian? Aren't you going fishing today?"

As soon as Ningzhe opened the door, he saw this big shot, one of the Seven Stars of Liyue.

"Haha... As a Seven Star, I have a lot of things to do. I haven't fished for a long time."

Hearing this, Uncle Tian just shook his head helplessly, sighed, and said: "You are so happy and free... Ningguang really didn't give you any work?"

"How can that be possible? Master Ningguang has arranged a lot of work for me."

Ningzhe walked to the opposite side of Uncle Tian, ​​sat down gently, and then spoke.

"Come on, you..."

Seeing Ningzhe's pretentious look, Uncle Tian felt a headache and stroked his forehead.

As one of the Seven Stars, he knew about the relationship between Ningguang and Ningzhe as early as the Zhuyue Festival.

It's not surprising, after all... Ningzhe's data are all consistent. In the early years, there were rumors that Tianquan Xing Ningguang had a younger brother, but he suddenly disappeared for some unknown reason.

"Uncle Tian, ​​I have a particularly useful fishing rod here. Do you want to try it?"

Seeing that Tianshu Xing had a headache, Ningzhe magically conjured a fishing rod from his hand and handed it to him.

The main body is off-white, with slight brown patterns on the periphery. The whole thing is made of golden-threaded fragrant wood, which looks extremely exquisite.

"oh?"

Uncle Tian didn't say much and took it directly.

This fishing rod...

The moment he took it, Uncle Tian realized how extraordinary this thing was.

It seems that...if he uses this fishing rod to fish, the fish will be attracted by some kind of pilgrimage and come directly to the fishing rod.

"Yes, it is indeed very useful..."

Seeing this fishing rod, Uncle Tian's headache disappeared instantly, and he seemed to be more than ten years younger.

"hey-hey..."

Seeing that Uncle Tian was so satisfied, Ningzhe also nodded with satisfaction.

"Haha, you kid..."

Uncle Tian was not surprised at all by Ningzhe's performance. He just smiled helplessly and put away the fishing rod.

Then, he straightened his expression, looked at Ningzhe seriously, and said:

"Getting back to the subject, after what happened in Liyue Port, whether we want to admit it or not, we have finally entered an era of human rule."

"The news of the emperor's death will spread to other countries quickly, so... we need a new envoy to talk to other countries about this matter."

"And given that you have a good reputation in various countries... Of course, I don't want you to go to all countries alone..."

Seeing Ningzhe's eyes gradually becoming vacant, Uncle Tian quickly opened his mouth to explain.

"Ahem... I heard from Yan Fei that you have a good relationship with the Knights of the West Wind, so... I will leave the negotiations in Mondstadt to you, how about that?"

Uncle Tian took a sip of tea and then looked at Ningzhe.

He had no idea that this suggestion would be rejected.

"Well...if it's public expense..."

"Of course, you will be Liyue's envoy by then. No matter what, Mora will definitely be there."

Accurately predicting what Ningzhe wanted to say, Uncle Tian spoke directly and blocked all roads.

"In this case, I seem to have no reason to refuse."

Hearing this, Ningzhe was still a little helpless and seemed a little unhappy.
To be continued...