Lianbi City, Guanhu Tower.
There is a long corridor, next to which is the largest lake in Lianbi City, Purple Star Lake. It is said that every ten years, the reflection of a purple star will appear on the surface of the lake.
However, since we only know the specific year but not the specific day, unless you arrived ten years ago and stayed at Purple Star Lake every day, you may never see the reflection of the purple star in your life.
Because the reflection of the purple star will only appear for a few tens of seconds at most, which is enough time to blink a few times.
Once every ten years, each time only lasts for a few seconds.
To date, only a handful of people have seen the reflection of the purple star.
But if you see it and make a wish to the reflection of the purple star, then congratulations, it is very likely that your wish will come true that year.
It is said that more than a hundred years ago, a scholar saw the reflection of the purple star beside the Purple Star Lake and made a wish to become the prime minister.
And then less than ten years later.
That scholar then became the prime minister, second only to the emperor and above everyone else.
The question is, what else can do it besides purple stars?
This year is the year when the reflection of the purple star will appear. On the shore of Purple Star Lake, many people are sitting and looking at the lake, some are chatting, and some are just in a daze.
In short, they all came here with the purpose of enjoying the scenery even if they couldn't see the purple stars.
Guanhu Tower is a three-story restaurant built along the Zixing Lake. It covers a very large area and has very long corridors, with six corridors, two on each floor.
Not only do you have to pay for food and drinks, but you also have to pay extra if you want to go to the corridor.
Generally speaking, only young men from wealthy families would come to the Guanhu Tower to eat and drink, and walk around the corridors.
Chen Yun and the eldest daughter of the Lin family are both from wealthy families.
Strictly speaking, the Lin family is much richer than the Chen family. It is no exaggeration to say that in front of the eldest daughter of the Lin family, Chen Yun is actually no different from a child from an ordinary family.
So Chen Yun was also very curious why the eldest daughter of the Lin family wanted to see him.
Zhao Fang had told Chen Yun the truth before, saying that Lin Xiaoxiao wanted to meet him.
Now Lin Xiaoxiao is next to Chen Yun.
Both of them were leaning on the railing of the corridor, looking at the Purple Star Lake next to them.
"Beautiful mountains, beautiful waters, and beautiful scenery." Chen Yun was inspired.
"Mr. Chen, there are no good mountains here. The nearest mountain is more than 60 miles away." Lin Xiaoxiao said with a smile.
This statement sounded like a rebuttal to Chen Yun, but in fact it was not offensive at all. Instead, it seemed more like the author wanted to talk more with Chen Yun.
"That rockery in the center of the lake is also a mountain," Chen Yun said, pointing to the very small rockery in the center of Zixing Lake. "Even though it was made by humans, we have to admit that it's quite well made, so we call it a good mountain."
"You're talking nonsense," Lin Xiaoxiao said. "It's just a larger rock, and it wasn't made by humans. That rock has been there since the beginning of Purple Star Lake. I've heard Dad say before that maybe that rock has existed even longer than Purple Star Lake itself."
"Isn't that a rockery?" Chen Yun was a little surprised.
If it is not a rockery, it would be too amazing. Then what about the carvings on it?
"Since Miss Lin said it was a piece of stone, I won't argue. But there's one thing that I'm curious about: there are many carvings on the stone. Could it be that they weren't carved by humans?"
"Yes, the stone has always been like that; it wasn't carved by humans. Furthermore, every mayor of Lianbi City has issued orders that no one is allowed to approach the center of Purple Star Lake, let alone that stone."
After hearing this, Chen Yun was even more puzzled.
Could it be that there is something fishy about that stone, a secret that only the lord of Lianbi City can know?
"Do you want to go over and take a look?" Lin Xiaoxiao asked.
"Don't you want to, Miss Lin?" Chen Yun asked back.
"As for me, I'm naturally not interested in stones. Compared to stones, I think Mr. Chen is more handsome." Lin Xiaoxiao said with a red face, and then lowered her head.
"No, Miss Lin is a natural beauty."
Chen Yun said with a smile.
To be honest, being praised by a pretty girl like Lin Xiaoxiao can really make you feel very good. For example, now, Chen Yun is in a very good mood.
"Mr. Chen, besides practicing martial arts this time, are you also going to the academy?" Lin Xiaoxiao asked.
She had heard about it from Zhao Fang a long time ago.
Chen Yun came to Lianbi City mainly to learn more martial arts.
But she also knew that Chen Yun had also been studying for a good academic record. She knew it without even asking.
After all, no matter what, Chen Yun is the eldest son of one of the major families in Tianhuo City. Most young masters with such a background will pass the imperial examinations.
Even if you practice martial arts, you still have to pass the imperial examinations.
"I didn't expect that."
The answer given by Chen Yun surprised Lin Xiaoxiao.
She didn't expect it.
Chen Yun had never even thought about passing the imperial examination, and she could see that Chen Yun was not lying, and in fact, there was no need for Chen Yun to lie.
The two had dinner at Guanhu Tower and chatted for a long time before returning to their respective residences.
In the next few days, Lin Xiaoxiao accompanied Chen Yun on various trips.
Chen Yun actually wanted to familiarize himself with the environment for a few days before starting to look for new martial arts, but Lin Xiaoxiao's kindness was hard to refuse, so he could only accompany her around for the time being.
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