Crossing the bar on the tyrant: the only favorite

Chapter 2
Qiu Yishui had no choice but to ask: "How much is this book? How about I buy it." She flipped through the back cover of the book, but the price was not marked.

The old man laughed and said, "Give books to those who have a destiny. If you don't have a destiny, you can't buy it with a thousand dollars. If you have a destiny, you don't get a penny."

What is predestined but not predestined, sounds a bit daunting.Seeing that he insisted on giving it away, Qiu Yishui had no choice but to accept it, and asked curiously: "Old man, what's the name of the song you played just now?"

"Qiyuan." The old man replied succinctly, pulling the erhu and walking in the direction where Qiu Yishui came.

It's still the same song just now, the soft and lingering music flows in the air, making people feel some sorrow for parting and parting for no reason.

Qiu Yishui stood where he was, staring blankly at the old man's back submerged in the willow clumps and the flow of people, and dumbly listening to his music being submerged in the noise of vehicles and pedestrians.

After a long time, I remembered to take a closer look at the book in my hand.Upon closer inspection, Qiu Yishui was even more surprised. Not only was the book not marked with a price, but there was no author, publisher, and date of printing.Could it be that this book was printed by the old man privately?No wonder he refused to sell but was willing to give away.

The sky was getting dark gradually, Qiu Yishui didn't have the mood to go for a walk anymore, and went back to her little nest in a sense of loss.

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At night, Qiu Yishui lay comfortably on the bed, turned on the bedside lamp, and took out the book from the old man from her bag to read.

After reading two pages, it was full of wars between countries, the names of those countries, and the names of those characters, which Qiu Yishui had never heard of before, and he could only tell that it happened in ancient times.

Qiu Yishui was so bored that she wanted to yawn, why did she have something to do with this book? After reading it for a long time, she couldn't remember what she read.Too many locations, too many characters, too messy.

Not wanting to read it in order, Qiu Yishui casually flipped through one of the pages, and couldn't help feeling refreshed.

That page happened to say that the emperor came to Fengyi Palace, the queen's bedroom, and the queen dressed up at the gate of the palace to greet her.Haha, has she turned to the legendary love scene?She loves to watch this.

Qiu Yishui turned the light of the table lamp brighter, and watched it attentively.

(End of this chapter)