The Beacon of Kyushu

chapter 41

A few days later, Yangjubaa City.

Since Duan Siping founded the country in Dali, the country has been stable and peaceful. Although Duan Siying's son Duan Siying was usurped by his uncle Duan Siliang, the people still lived and worked in peace and were not affected much.

When Murong Yunyao came to Dali for the first time, seeing that the local customs and customs are completely different from those in the Central Plains, she couldn't help but find everything new.For a while, she wanted to visit the places of interest and historical sites in Dali, but she touched the empty purse in her sleeve and sighed, "Oh, if only I could find some more money..."

While she was thinking wildly, she saw a group of men with white turbans and white double-breasted coats walking towards her.These men talked and laughed to themselves, but when they passed by Murong Yunyao, they seemed to be attracted by her beauty, and their pace slowed down slightly, nodded at her with a smile, and then walked away.

Murong Yunyao didn't care about the gazes of several people, and walked forward quickly.But she had only walked a few steps when she suddenly tripped over a hard object.She just thought it was a rock, and kicked it away, but she felt that the weight of this thing was quite heavy, and it seemed that it was not an ordinary pebble, so she couldn't help but lower her head to take a look.

She was surprised to find that what she kicked out was actually a piece of silver, and then she bent down to pick it up and weighed it in her hand, and found that the piece of silver was a total of fifteen or six taels.She hurriedly shouted to the backs of those men: "Hey, your money has dropped!"

This group of men didn't turn their heads back, maybe they didn't hear what Murong Yunyao said clearly, or they couldn't understand Chinese at all.Murong Yunyao originally wanted to catch up, but the group of men had already disappeared into the alley with three turns and two turns.

Murong Yunyao put the heavy silver in her hands and laughed, "Hahaha, I have been lucky these few days! Someone rescued me when I was in danger, and I can pick up silver anywhere without money. Could it be that there are gods Can you help me in the dark?" She thought as she subconsciously walked eastward.

Murong Yunyao felt that everything was fresh, she was a little tired from looking around, so she stood in front of a shop and wanted to have a rest.The shop behind her was a family bookstore, and a white-haired but handsome man was sitting behind the counter playing with a string of bracelets.

Murong Yunyao looked at this person, was slightly startled, then walked over with a smile, "It's a long journey, we are destined to meet each other. Old man, we are really destined! We saw each other in a barren mountain a few days ago, and thought we would never see each other again." It's here, I didn't expect you and I to meet again in Dali!"

The man raised his head when he heard the words, and said with a slight smile, "You and I are indeed destined. I don't know if the girl visits the shop and wants to buy some books?"

Murong Yunyao didn't intend to buy books at first, but seeing that this bookstore has all kinds of books, and there are many rare books that are not available in ordinary bookstores, she thought, "Although I don't want to read, Brother Yun is addicted to books, how about Help him bring a few books home, sending goose feather gifts from thousands of miles away is less affectionate."

Just when she was thinking about the bracelet in the man's hand, she couldn't help exclaiming, "Old man, I have had a bracelet since I was a child, which is exactly the same as the one in your hand, where did you get it from? "

The white-haired man seemed slightly surprised when he heard the words, he handed the bracelet to Murong Yunyao and said, "This bracelet was given to me by a friend who owns a pawnshop a few days ago."

Murong Yunyao took the bracelet, her expression became extremely excited, "Old man, this bracelet is the one I made, and my name is engraved on it!" She said and pointed to a small gourd-shaped pendant on it. .

The white-haired man smiled and said: "You and I are really destined! The bracelet is a woman's property, and it is useless if I want it. Why don't you return it to the original owner."

Murong Yunyao nodded excitedly, "Thank you, old man!" She took out a small piece of silver from her bosom and handed it to the white-haired man, "Old man, I don't have much silver on me, you take this piece of silver, right Make it my mind!"

The white-haired man said: "I run a book shop, not a jewelry business. I don't take any money from this bracelet as a gift. If you insist on repaying me, then buy a few books and go home."

Murong Yunyao nodded hurriedly, and selected from the book store, while the white-haired man beside him casually picked up a book and began to read it.At this time, a short and fat man walked into the bookshop quickly.This man looked like a rich man, holding a few ancient Buddhist scriptures in his hands, and said anxiously as soon as he entered the door: "Brother Mu, you are finally back! A customer came to my pawnshop to pawn these books just now , please help to see if it is authentic!"

The white-haired man took the few Buddhist scriptures that seemed to be scattered at the touch of a finger, took a look in his hand, and said without hesitation: "This is the authentic work of Wang Mojie. Although it is not priceless, it is also hard to find." , how much did you charge for it?"

The shopkeeper of the pawnshop smiled when he heard the words, "Brother Mu, I only spent 500 taels of silver for these Buddhist scriptures, and I was worried about receiving fakes, so I urgently asked my virtuous brother to taste them. Now, brother, I can rest assured." I'll take these Buddhist scriptures as a congratulatory gift on Zhuan Zhuan's birthday tomorrow!"

Murong Yunyao saw that the white-haired man could recognize these ancient Buddhist scriptures as authentic works of Wang Wei with just one glance, so she came over curiously, "Old man, you are really amazing! How do you tell the authenticity?"

The white-haired man said without hesitation: "Wang Wei's calligraphy is neat but elegant. It looks ordinary but has a sense of freshness and refinement. Only those who often appreciate calligraphy and painting can feel the charm."

Murong Yunyao was stunned by this person's insight, looking at the white-haired man was like seeing a god-man.Seeing this, the shopkeeper of the pawn shop laughed and said, "Little lady, this brother Mu is very capable and has a wide vision. Whether it is painting, calligraphy, inscriptions on gold and stone, or secret books of martial arts, you can see it with his precious eyes." Knowing the truth, if it weren't for his help, my pawnshop wouldn't be so prosperous!"

The white-haired man smiled and said, "Brother Qian is awesome. We help each other. If you didn't help me out, how could I collect so many rare books?" extreme.

Seeing that the two of them were talking happily, Murong Yunyao didn't want to disturb them any more, so she turned around and went to pick books from the tall bookshelf.She wanted to take a few authentic works of the Tang people back home, but she remembered that she only had 15 taels of silver on her, and she was afraid she couldn't afford even a book corner, so she picked out two books written in white, and walked to the white-haired man, "Old man , I want these two."

The white-haired man looked at the cover with a smile, and then said, "Girl, who did you buy these two books for?"

Murong Yunyao said: "Buy it for a friend."

The white-haired man smiled slightly, "This girl's friend must be a handsome young man, right?"

Murong Yunyao was taken aback, her face turned a little red, "You... how do you know? Could it be that you not only know how to appraise antiques, but also make faces?"

The white-haired man shook his head, pointed to the two books and said: "Girl, these two are "The Art of the Household". If the girl wants to give this kind of book to someone, it is likely to be given to the husband."

Murong Yunyao doesn't understand Baiwen, she only thinks that the book records the customs of Dali, if Yun Zixiao attacks Dali for the Song Dynasty in the future, it will definitely come in handy, she just thinks that she has found a treasure.But after listening to the white-haired man's words, she suddenly felt that the book in her hand was no longer a book, but two pieces of hot charcoal.I saw her cheeks flushed, she threw the book on the ground, and ran away like a smoke, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

Seeing her like this, the white-haired man smiled slightly, got up and picked up the two books, but then he felt sad, "Yao'er's expression is exactly the same as that of Xue'er back then. well……"

(End of this chapter)