"You man, why do you have fits and starts?" Yan Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Yesterday I ran out crying and bumped into Qi Er." Hua Ping said with some embarrassment: "He was forced to marry by his mother at home, so he came to the mansion to hide quietly."
"And then?" Yan Mu's gossip soul awakened.
"Qi Er comforted me, saying that I look great in pink." Huaping said shyly, "He even ate the dishes I cooked."
"Anyway, I think Qi Er is better." Huaping emphasized.
She wanted to say something more, but Yu Yuan had already looked over coldly.
Huaping shrank back, stammered and hurriedly said goodbye to Yan Mu, and then left in a panic.
Yan Mu turned his head to look at Yu Yuan, only to see that Yu Yuan had returned to a docile appearance at some point.
"Did you bully someone yesterday?" Yan Mu gently pinched Yu Yuan.
"No." Yu Yuan had an innocent look on his face, "I don't like her, so it would be better to simply reject her."
So the way Yu Yuan refuses other people's confession is to directly say that other people are ugly
Yan Mu's mouth twitched slightly.
She knew Yu Yuan's personality, so she was too lazy to argue with Yu Yuan, turned around and left.
Yu Yuan followed up from behind, closely following Yan Mu.
"Amu, is the sleeping aid yesterday still useful?" Yu Yuan asked tentatively.
"Very good, no dream all night." Yan Mu said casually.
Yu Yuan observed Yan Mu for a while, and saw that Yan Mu had no memory of what happened last night, so he was relieved.
The two left the mansion together.
The street market in Kyoto is really lively, Yan Mu bought a lot of food, and watched while eating.
She has two purposes for going out this time.
One is to do market research to see what types of novels are sold in bookstores in Kyoto; the other is to find a prosperous place to set up a storefront to sell books.
Yan Mu and Yu Yuan visited several bookstores, all of which sold serious imperial examination books.
There are occasionally a few entertaining books, but most of them are local chronicles introducing local customs.
Yan Mu turned over a few times and lost interest.
This kind of local chronicle, she only reads it as a reference book in the early stage of opening a new article.
In this era, people's entertainment is really scarce, and even novels only have these few themes.
After Yan Mu finished reading it, she basically knew what to expect.
After figuring out the types of books in competing bookstores, Yan Mu started looking for a store.
With the support of the big boss Chu Cong, she didn't need to consider the financial issue when looking at the shop this time.
Wherever it is prosperous, Yan Mu will look for it.
Soon, Yan Mu found a shop for sale.
The location of the shop is good, but strangely no one cares about it.
Yan Mu asked the agent and found out that the shop is actually haunted.
…
Although she is someone who has seen the God of Internet Literature, Yan Mu still doesn't believe this.
Besides, this shop is located in the heart of Kyoto, with a restaurant on the left, a tea house on the right, a medical center in the front, and a private school in the back.
This lot is the best that Yan Mu has seen today.
The shop is just like the list, it has to be robbed.
The difference is that what you need to grab the list is strength and data, but what you need to grab the store is real money.
With Chu Cong, the patron's father, behind him, Yan Mu is bound to win the store, and will never give up such a piece of fat.
The intermediary was a dark-faced man in his forties who stood at the door and dared not go in.
After all, Yan Mu is a woman who walks through the book, she is not afraid of these things, and she will walk in if she raises her legs.
Her hand was held by Yu Yuan.
"What?" Yan Mu smiled and said, "Do you also believe in ghosts and gods?"
"I'll go and have a look first." Yu Yuan pursed his lips and said.
Naturally, he didn't believe it. He felt that someone was deliberately pretending to be a ghost.
But whether there is a real ghost or someone is pretending to be a ghost, he is not at ease to let Yan Mu in.
The boy stood in front of her, tall and straight like a pine tree in winter.
He drew the sword from his waist.
The sun fell on the sword, and the edge of the sword shone with a cold light that made people tremble.
"This...According to the regulations, you can't go in with a sword." The intermediary whispered.
This regulation is mainly for fear that the seller’s opponent will deliberately make trouble in the name of continuing to inspect the house.
The young man gave him a cold look.
The sword streaked across the air and let out a sword whistle.
The tip of the sword was only an inch from the intermediary's face.
"Get out of the way." Yu Yuan said coldly.
"..." The agent didn't dare to say anything, and obediently gave way.
Yan Mu watched from the side dumbfounded.
Ever since he worked under Chu Cong, Yu Yuan's aura has become much sharper.
In a trance, she seemed to see the arrogant Prime Minister.
The sun shines on Yu Yuan's shoulders, coating Yu Yuan with a layer of light.
The boy's face was stern, and his expression was as haughty as a god.
Yu Yuan insisted on exploring the way first, but Yan Mu had no choice but to stay where he was with the agent.
The intermediary kept wiping cold sweat and chanting Amitabha Buddha.
Yan Mu thought for a while, then took out a piece of silver from his pocket and handed it over.
"I'm sorry, he's been like this since he was a child." Yan Mu apologized with a smile, "You've worked hard today, this is a reward."
The intermediary stretched out his hand tremblingly, but didn't dare to take the ingot of silver for a long time.
"Don't panic, we are all good people." Yan Mu said seriously.
The intermediary trembled even more.
How can a good person point a sword at someone at every turn
He originally looked at the young girl in front of him dressed in extraordinary clothes, like a nobleman in court.
I didn't expect this young man to be so sharp.
Could it be bandits from somewhere
Seeing the panic on the agent's face, Yan Mu had no choice but to stuff the money into the other party's hands.
"Don't be afraid, he just looks a little fierce, but in fact he won't do anything to you." Yan Mu comforted.
Perhaps it was the heavy weight of the silver that awakened the intermediary's reason.
The intermediary stuffed the silver into his bosom, and said with a mournful face: "Girl, your husband is too scary."
Yan Mu was startled, and subconsciously explained: "He is not my husband, but my brother."
Just as Yu Yuan came out of the shop, he heard Yan Mu's words.
His footsteps were slightly stagnant, and he pursed his lips without speaking.
"Girl, with such a brother, I'm afraid life will not be easy?" The intermediary sympathized.
Yu Yuan pursed his lips tighter and tighter.
The eyes he looked at the agent were as cold as ice, which could almost freeze people to death, but the other party was still talking non-stop.
"Don't say that." Yan Mu smiled, "Don't think he is always cold, but he is actually very gentle."
"The girl seems to like her brother very much." The agent sighed.
"Well, I like him very much." Yan Mu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded slightly.
Yu Yuan's mood improved inexplicably.
He silently put the unsheathed sword back.
The agent was about to continue chatting, but when he saw Yu Yuan behind Yan Mu, his complexion suddenly changed, and his whole body trembled like chaff.
"Yu Yuan!" Yan Mu was very happy to see him.
"Yeah." Yu Yuan nodded, and said, "I've seen everything, and there's nothing in it."
She looked at Yu Yuan carefully, and seeing that he was hairless, she turned her head and said to the intermediary: "Look, I'll just say there's no ghost."
"This shop belongs to the property of Prince Xiang's Mansion. It's a pity that Prince Xiang's Mansion caught fire one night, and everyone was burned to death." The intermediary whispered, "This shop was originally a bookstore, and the youngest son of Prince Xiang's Mansion loved it most. Here it is. Strange to say, since Xiao Shizi was burned to death, this shop often heard children crying, and things would disappear inexplicably, thus scaring away several buyers."
King Xiang
Yan Mu recalled his outline.
According to the setting, King Xiang is a hereditary prince who maintains neutrality between the First Prince's Party and the Second Prince's Party.
But because King Xiang had military power in his hands, the eldest prince couldn't win him over. He was afraid that the second prince of the Xiang Dynasty would turn against him, so he set fire to him.
She wrote this paragraph at the time just to highlight the tragic struggle for imperial power, and did not set up King Xiang in detail.
As for the little prince, it is a derivative of the world.
"Well, let's stay here for one night today." Yan Mu thought for a while and said, "If everything goes well, we will buy the shop tomorrow."
After finishing speaking, she turned to Yu Yuan and asked, "Are you busy tonight?"
"Nothing." Yu Yuan shook his head.
The intermediary received the reward from the two, but there was no reason why they disagreed, but they just asked the two to pay attention to safety.
As night fell, Yan Mu and Yu Yuan lit up lanterns in the courtyard.
They are spending Chu Cong's money now, and they don't feel bad at all when they light candles.
The whole small courtyard is as bright as day, but it really has a bit of a human touch, and it doesn't look so gloomy anymore.
After all, this shop was once the property of the palace, and the layout is extremely elegant.
The shop has two floors, surrounded by a small courtyard in a square shape.
The flowers and plants in the small courtyard have withered long ago, only the pines and cypresses still have a touch of green.
Yan Mu gestured beside the flower bed and said, "What do you think grows here? If we really buy it, we can't leave it empty?"
"Isn't Uncle a gardener? Why don't you ask him." Yu Yuan looked at Yan Mu's busy back, with a gentle look in his eyes.
Recently, Yan's father is busy learning about gardening, and even eats and lives in the hut in the flower garden.
The two hadn't seen him for a long time.
"No, this is my shop, I have to arrange it myself." Yan Mu was a bit stubborn.
There were lights in her eyes, and she looked extremely agile.
"Hmm..." She thought for a while, then asked, "Why don't you plant some bellflowers?"
"Don't Yu Yuan like platycodon the most?" Yan Mu frowned.
The heart seemed to be hit by something.
The flower he said casually was remembered by the girl in her heart.
It turned out that Yan Mu remembered it for so long.
Yu Yuan's heart was hot.
For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
There are thousands of words buried in my heart, but the words that come out of my mouth are: "That's okay, bellflowers can be used to make medicines, and they can be sold as subsidies at that time."
Yu Yuan completely ignores the meanness and indifference of others.
He was clumsy with his tongue, and seemed to have become that shy boy again.
Yan Mu smiled, as if she had already gotten used to Yu Yuan's inappropriate words.
She came to an open space again and said to Yu Yuan: "I also want to put a parasol here and put a few tables low so that guests can read books in the yard."
She came under an old locust tree again, and said to Yu Yuan: "If there is a swing on this tree, it must be very comfortable."
Yu Yuan nodded, and wrote down all Yan Mu's words in his heart.
The treetops of the old locust tree were windless, and a few leaves fell slightly.
When Yu Yuan raised his eyes, he saw a black shadow jumping over the tree.
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Assist No. 2 is coming soon.
Steal a drink to get myself drunk so it's even later ORZ
I swear, today's second update must be written before six o'clock in the morning! (Otherwise I'd eat the shit out of the litter box!! LIVE!!!!)
Qi Er and Huaping's episodes will be included as a bonus in Zuo Hua at the end of the episode to give back to genuine readers.
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