Li Banfeng, wearing a black suit, black shirt and black top hat, came to Yanshazhai, the most famous bookstore in Moxiangdian.
It was snowing hard today. When he entered the door, Li Banfeng took off his hat and brushed off the snowflakes.
The woman at the front desk was wearing a green robe, a dark purple scarf, and two braided pigtails. She said to Li Banfeng, "The wind and snow can't stop you from being attached to your study. Is this a desire for knowledge or an addiction to the fragrance of ink?"
Li Banfeng thought for a moment and gently patted the table at the front desk.
A millipede came out from the table, crawled all the way and climbed onto the woman's body.
The woman screamed: "Do you want to stay in the hotel or read a book?"
When Li Banfeng came to Moxiang Store for the first time, Lu Yuanxin scared the woman half to death with a millipede. Li Banfeng clearly remembered the shape of the millipede, but he tried his best and could only make it 30% similar.
The skill to have everything go smoothly is still a long way off.
The millipede disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Li Banfeng handed the invitation to the woman.
The woman read the invitation, tidied her appearance, and without saying a word, took Li Banfeng to the second floor of the library.
"You didn't have much business dealings with Prozhou, but now I have some. Do you still want to ask if those deals still count?"
Wan Shengzhou tore off a piece of paper, wrote an address, and handed it to Shan Chengjun: "We couldn't discuss business matters before, but as long as Master Yi is willing to do me a favor, I can find you at that address."
Hearing Liu Hu's warm tone, Cui Xianmei explained: "Master Yi, business is business, and humanity is humanity. You have done business with Prozhou, but you have always been the same kind of people.
Qi Youjian shook his head and said, "You know."
I looked at the younger generations, thinking that no one would give up their seats.
The bitter mother-in-law looked at Liu Hu. You want to know Liu Hu's reaction to that incident. After all, in everyone's opinion, the peddler did the right thing.
An old man took the wine jug and gulped down a few mouthfuls. After a burp, he lay down beside the table and felt drowsy. That man was the founder of wine cultivation, Song Shutian.
But what about the peddler? Did I change the person? There is no one at the Moxiang store now! Is there a local god in such an important place? Is that still outrageous?"
Song Shutian burped and looked at the bitter mother-in-law with a smile: "Where does he think it's appropriate for me to sit? Look outside the room, who is less qualified than me to sit and talk?"
whoosh!
Before you said this, the atmosphere outside the library had obviously become more tense. It was mostly because you listened to what I said, and also because you used the charm skill "Beauty Stops War".
"If I tell others about it, you know it, but who do you think I should tell it to? Who can understand? Even if they understand, they can pretend to be sober! Even if they know that I am a lover, no one has ever pitied me."
"Bad!" The man ran away from the library.
Qi Youjian rubbed the glue on his hands and said, "Mr. Cui, do you really mean that? If you think you saw a local god, what would you say?"
Song Shutian took a sip of wine and raised his head while speaking.
You came that time to cause trouble for my brother. You were not worried about the previous situation of Moxiang Store. If there really was no local god in Moxiang Store, you could help choose one. Then the key area has always been managed by someone. You are really worried about it. "
That snotty-nosed girl is not Qi Youjian, the founder of Jiao Xiu.
Everyone has spoken, we want to cut off our relationship with Prostate.
The bald man put some tobacco leaves into his pipe and took a puff: "Your last name is Wu. People who don't know you will call you Lao Wu. People who are strangers to you will call you Xiao Shuai. It doesn't matter what they call you."
"You heard that Prozhou had died, so you came to see if the news was true or not."
There were three large book pavilions and six small book pavilions on the second floor. The woman took Li Banfeng to one of the large book pavilions, which was called Yuntai Xuanji Pavilion.
Little handsome?
You invited Liu Hu to come, and everyone else has arrived. I have a higher status and a higher generation, and I came later than you, so I should stand, that's not the rule!"
Cui Xianmei said politely: "Thank you."
"They have done too few ridiculous things. Let's just count them until tomorrow morning. They will see what Marshal Wu has become now."
Hong Ying's power was already hard to resist, and now with Cui Xianmei's power added in, no one was able to keep quiet on the spot.
"It depends on what kind of business it is." Shan Chengjun really wanted to pay attention to that person.
The division has not been eliminated to this day. It was not until Liu Hu took over the railway and abolished the road permit that the impact of the boundary was no longer urgently resolved.
Shan Chengjun looked at everyone and asked, "Later, Neizhou sent a toad to seize the land of Moxiang Store. Did they know about that?"
Shan Chengjun nodded slightly.
"Yaowanggou is such an important place, but it was actually handed over to Yao Xin to guard. Yao Xin is a member of the imperial court. Can I trust such a person?"
Cui Xianmei smiled and said, "Then his worries will count."
Sui Chanxin smiled slightly and didn't respond.
The bitter mother-in-law pulled Cui Xianmei, Sui Chanxin sat down, and Li Qi stood up: "Give your seat to Liu Hu, Liu Hu is the main person today, they invited me here, and they want to talk to me, why should I stand?"
"Qianliangfang is an honest place. You heard that the foreign devils went there and killed everyone. It is said that the peddler asked me to do it. Where can I seek justice?"
Tiannan is Shu Wanjuan's man. You came to help Marshal Wu, so the peddler naturally has to help Cui Xianmei. Tiannan helped the peddler to gain power, so the peddler naturally has to go to Shu Wanjuan to repay his debt. He knows that Cui Xianmei gained a lot of territory with the help of the peddler."
Everyone was surprised for a moment, then immediately got excited. We were all famous under Marshal Wu, so it was natural for us to lose our composure easily.
Shan Chengjun was stunned: "Is there no business outside Chengna?"
Shan Chengjun asked: "What is his name?"
The bitter old lady looked stern: "They didn't even leave a seat for me. Anyone who saw this would be angry. It's only right that Liu Hu left."
Cui Xianmei asked: "Who said there is no local god in Moxiang Store? If there is no local god, how can the culture of Moxiang Store continue?"
Shan Chengjun was stunned for a long time. Did the peddler go to Shu Wanjuan for that matter?
Sui Chanxin said something, and the others said they knew.
The more they spoke, the more excited they became, and their voices became smaller and smaller.
The man in the background was still there, crouching on the ground in fear. Shan Chengjun asked, "Is he trembling like that because the cold wind took away his body temperature, or because fear took away his courage?"
Cui Xianmei suddenly pulled up the brim of her hat, and a powerful aura quickly spread out from under me.
Li Banfeng looked at the bitter old lady and asked, "Did the paint stick to his eyebrows?"
As he spoke, Li Banfeng even glanced at Chanxin: "Brother, did he say yes, yes, yes?"
"Is that the agreement between me and Tiannan?"
Li Qi was convinced: "What seniority do you have? Just stand there."
The man, wearing a suit and a top hat, sat on a chair and looked at Chang Sihai, asking, "Looking for you?"
"Silly boy, just show weakness," Li Qi blew a breath, rubbed his hands, and wiped the snowflakes from Shan Chengjun's hat and shoulders: "Banfeng, there is no point in what we say. The peddler did a few things wrong. You need to make some changes. I was definitely responsible when I left Wu Da.
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If Liu Hu gives us an explanation, we will never let this matter go. This will be our chance to seize the Moxiang Store."
Li Banfeng held up the cheongsam and glanced at everyone: "Who are you all? What have I seen before? A grown man should change his clothes. If you are afraid, you will peek."
Li Banfeng stood up and asked, "Is Cui Xian back?"
Shan Chengjun asked again: "Who wants to leave yet?"
"I haven't built a green flower yet. What kind of a door am I building? How many people have been killed by it? Can the peddler let me do what I want?"
I looked left and right and saw that everyone was moving. I gritted my teeth for a while and swallowed my anger.
Wan Shengzhou said with a smile: "You are from Neizhou, Lizhou, and Marshal Wu. You are Shu Wanjuan."
Li Banfeng looked up and suddenly chuckled twice: "Oh, what is that for? We are talking about something happening, and we are here to ask for punishment. If it hurts the harmony, it will be bad."
A woman next to her, with two lines of green snot hanging from her nose, snorted, "Who dares to stick to you? He holds both good and bad luck in his hands, how can you not have the courage to provoke him?"
Marshal Wu attaches great importance to contracts. Where does that tradition come from? Keeping a promise is a joke!
Wan Shengzhou said: "Back then, without Tiannan's help, the peddler was able to defeat Cui Xianmei. But he has ever thought, why would Tiannan help Cui Xianmei, just because the peddler is handsome?"
Besides, Cui Xianmei was also a bad bully. If I owe her that debt, I will pay it back. Shu Wanjuan will never let Marshal Wu go."
Now that you are old, the Yangtze River has its own problems. You would like to stay out of trouble, but if things are too outrageous, you have to intervene. "
Cui Xianmei looked at Qi Youjian and asked, "The Moxiang store had a few incidents since then. Does he know about it?"
After saying that, I also left the library.
Everyone stood up one after another and left the library.
"Teacher, does he think it was really the peddler's fault?" Cui Xianmei interrupted Teacher Song. "He once said that academic research should be based on superficial conclusions. You still think that this statement is unreasonable."
The second floor of the library is rarely open, and this is Li Banfeng's first visit.
The man looked back and saw that there was only one person in front of him. He was so flustered that his words were unclear.
Upon hearing that, Qi Youjian was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
Shan Chengjun laughed: "They knew everything afterwards, and now that Purozhou is dead, how did they know it?"
Chang Sihai's cheeks twitched, and a group of ghost servants jumped out in front of him: "He sits there, where are you sitting?"
Chang Sihai stared at Liu Hu and said, "Do you plan to give it to him?"
After leaving Yanshazhai, Sui Chanxin said to Granny Ku: "You are ready to return to Xindi."
The first local god of Moxiangdian was the ancestor of Wenxiu, He Jiaqing. The seventh local god was He Jiaqing's disciple Zhou Wencheng. The eighth local god was Zhou Wencheng's disciple Murong Gui.
Qi Youjian exclaimed: "Who? Who did this?"
Chang Sihai raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is he Liu Hu?"
You're here to talk about seniority, qualifications, and old things. Why don't you have time to chat with us? After all this time, we've only talked a little bit. Didn't Cui Xian look at us?
I am fine as an emperor, I can just look after the business, but I just won the throne, why would I run to Shu Wanjuan? Before I left, what happened to Marshal Wu after being abused by Tiannan? Was that absurd?"
That technique could temporarily reduce everyone's fighting spirit. Cui Xianmei looked at Liu Hu and said, "Brother Liu Hu, can you please let me have a word with you?"
The peddler thinks highly of you, accepts you as his Taoist sect, and makes you the founder. You are grateful to the peddler from the bottom of your hearts.
Song Shutian picked up the wine pot and took another sip: "You came here for other reasons, but for Moxiang Store.
Shan Chengjun smiled and said, "Before you go to the toilet, remember to bring a chair for that gentleman."
Everyone outside the library had left, except Liu Hu, and only the bald man was left.
Qi Youjian looked at Liu Hu: "You know, he and the peddler are of the same mind. You remember the bad things I did, but you don't remember the ridiculous things I did. This is the first time!"
"Are you qualified?" Sui Chanxin stood up and said, "Give your seat to Liu Hu."
"Liu Hu?" Chang Sihai was startled. "Where is he?"
Shan Chengjun asked again: "Do they know about the time when He Jiaqing and Prozhou came together to seize the Moxiang store?"
There is no man, but he is sewing with needle and thread. A lady's gown in his hand is sewed into a cheongsam by you. That man is the master of clothing repair, Sewing Xuanzhen.
The atmosphere outside the library became relaxed again.
Everyone else was talking and sat back in their seats.
Someone under the table responded.
Cui Xianmei asked: "How many times have you not had this?"
There were people at the door, on the roof, and around the four bookshelves.
Sui Chanxin made a sound.
As he spoke, Song Shutian coughed twice and pounded his chest, and his words seemed to be spoken with deep sorrow.
Li Qi was stunned for a long time. When he was about to speak again, he saw Shan Chengjun lower the brim of his hat and turned away.
The Moxiang store is a special place. When He Jiaqing built that place, you brothers said that Marshal Wu's future hope lies there. Other places can be neglected, but the Moxiang store is the only place that needs to be taken seriously.
Qi Youjian said: "If you see it, just turn around and leave!"
"Youngsters, you know that Moxiang Store is very important, but there is no point for you to stay there?" Cui Xianmei pointed at Yanshazhai, "With just these few people, what can he expect us to accomplish? Does he really think Liu Hu can be superior to us?
Huan Youchang said beside him: "Jiaqing, he may have understood what those old juniors said. We said goodbye, but we really want to leave.
Li Banfeng fiddled with his hair and said with a smile: "Liu Hu is a traveling cultivator, his Taoist foundation seems to be quite solid, but he came and left, and his skills are indeed quite slow.
Qi Youjian said: "The incident at the Moxiang store was outrageous. That was Marshal Wu's cultural heritage! If something happened to his cultural heritage, would he know what the consequences would be?"
Cui Xianmei nodded and said: "The peddler is a contractual debtor. He has not owed or paid back anything. How can he break his promise?
If he finds out that he has arrived, then forget it. That is the territory of the local god. He has a lot of face. Why should he let others come to see him on their own initiative?"
Chang Sihai stopped smiling and said with a gloomy face: "He is Song Qianhun's handsome man, and he is considered as your disciple. Even if there is no seniority, he is a disciple of Yuan Miaoping, and Yuan Miaoping is the ancestor of a sect. Even if the position is for you, it must be reserved for him.
Huan Youchang said: "He should know the value of the Moxiang Store, right?"
Qi Youjian said: "Do you really mean that? If there is really no local god, call him over and show him to you."
A man nearby looked at the cheongsam and praised: "Sister, you have great craftsmanship. It was made according to your body shape. You should really try it on."
Qi Youjian said: "He is so familiar with me, how could he still be vague? How did you old brothers break up before we conquered the country? You followed me desperately, what harm did you suffer?
Next to Qi Youjian sat a bald woman with a very shiny head. Shan Chengjun knew that bald woman, but only a few of the people present knew my identity.
The man dared to look up and said cautiously: "You brought a famous guest here, and the name written on the invitation is Liu Hu."
Chang Sihai laughed and said, "You guys came to talk to me, which is a great honor for me. What is my generation and your status?"
"Sun Tiecheng's handsome man copied the gourd. Isn't he a madman? He led the gourd village everywhere and caused a lot of trouble for Marshal Wu. Did the peddler do anything about it?"
The bitter old woman looked at Shan Chengjun again. What Qi Youjian said could not be said to be a sin that the peddler could wash away forever.
Sui Chanxin also sat back in her seat and held back her laughter.
Shan Chengjun looked at Wanzhou from above. Apart from his hair, there was nothing special about him. "What does he want to do here, Marshal Wu?"
Sitting next to the bald man was the founder of Nightmare Cultivation, Chang Sihai. I looked at the man in the background with a gloomy face and asked, "Why did he retreat here?"
The matter of Prozhou was mentioned, Master, you can see that he is a mortal, and there are no business matters. If you want to discuss it with him, I know he is willing to do you a favor."
After searching for a long time, he finally saw a figure. When he turned around, he saw that there was no one sitting under Chang Sihai's seat.
Pushing open the door of the library, eight rosewood moon-shaped bookshelves surround the center. The books are wrapped in silk cocoon paper with cinnabar annotations on the wrapping paper. At a glance, I feel that the strokes are sparse and messy. After staring at it for a while, I feel that the handwriting is neat and the muddy words are legible.
The man cried, “You want to go to the toilet.
"Who did he ask to explain?" Shan Chengjun looked at Song Shutian.
Cui Xianmei asked: "What's so outrageous?"
The Taoist master was obviously hung up.
Half of that power came from Shan Chengjun himself, and the other half was borrowed from Hong Ying using the skills learned in the deep courtyard.
That title is rare among Marshal Wu.
The bitter old woman frowned: "What does he mean by that?"
When Marshal Wu was first established, the peddler ran off to Shu Wanjuan. Before Tiannan took control of Marshal Wu, he used a line to separate him from the enemy.
But you also hope that Shan Chengjun will listen less to the voices of those people. In your opinion, it is indeed Marshal Wu's problem.
Shan Chengjun asked: "Where is this handsome guy from?"
After leaving Yanshazhai, Shan Chengjun saw Teacher Song at the door.
Wanzhou rubbed his head and sighed: "That's true, when a person dies, his debts are settled. If the business fails, I owe you these, and you have somewhere to go.
Li Banfeng said: "Brother Cuixian, the matter was minor. Both he and Prozhou were reported in the newspapers. You must have known about it.
That is the founder of the charm cultivation, Li Banfeng.
Qi Youjian rubbed his palms together, and a piece of glue appeared on his palms.
Chang Sihai narrowed his eyes and said, "There are so few people waiting for me, why would I leave now that I'm here?"
I put away my talent for home repair, went down and said hello.
Shan Chengjun looked at Qi Youjian and said, "Does he know where the local god lives? If he knows, he can go and have a look. If he knows, he can go and ask around.
The snow was very light. Li Qi looked hard, but all he saw was Cui Xianmei's back.
Cui Xianmei said: "The news is true."
Shan Chengjun lifted the brim of his hat, lowered his eyes and eyebrows, looked at everyone and said: "Let's not talk about the matter too far. Are they here for the Moxiang store?"
Shan Chengjun looked at everyone again: "Didn't they come here for Prozhou that time?"
Shan Chengjun was quite interested: "What kind of business did the peddler do with Shu Wanjuan? Can Xiaoshuai tell me a little bit?"
Song Shutian advised: "Old Chang, calm down and don't slow down."
Li Qi sat back in his seat without saying a word.
Huan Youchang pulled out a folding fan out of thin air, placed it behind his chest and shook it.
Xiao Shuai knocked on his pipe and said, "No! Their Wu Dashuai always said that there was no friendship between the peddler and the man. Can friendship be trusted?
Li Qi shook his head and said, "We will leave the Moxiang store in a short time. Those people are so bad, so he should be less cautious."
Song Shutian took a sip of wine and looked at Shan Chengjun: "Among those present, you are the youngest. When you guys didn't have any skills, there was still a saying that whoever had the least skills could stand out in front of Cui Xianmei.
Cui Xianmei looked into Shan Chengjun's eyes, with seven parts of expectation and seven parts of concern on her face, and seven parts of admiration and seven parts of sincerity in her tone: "Brother Liu Hu, he defeated Prozhou and protected the Moxiang store. Whether it is his heart or his ability, I admire him from the bottom of my heart. If you could have met a girl like him,
People would rather pay for it than marry you.
Cui Xianmei thinks: "You think those juniors are wrong, and you will leave in the short term, so you should spend some time with those juniors."
"It's just Tiannan. It's not even the 14th round yet. That madman relied on my relationship with the peddler to bully Marshal Wu and robbed him of a lot of land?"
Youngster, you have to do some serious work. You really want to get involved in the affairs of the Moxiang Store again."
Doing business with Shu Wanjuan is obviously a good thing. He and the peddler are of the same kind, and the peddler has also done business with Shu Wanjuan. "
Shan Chengjun said with a smile: "Since we are here, it would be nice to meet those juniors."
This is a paradise for writers, but there are no real writers here.
The bitter mother-in-law frowned, and she couldn't hide her liking for Li Banfeng.
Chang Sihai waved his sleeves, took back the ghost servant, and said, "Goodbye!"
"I, I just came here with you, and I was just standing there."
Chang Sihai stared at Liu Hu and pointed at my chair: "That's your seat."
Sui Chanxin frowned slightly and said, "I really want to sit on it. If it were Po Po Ku and Huan Youchang who forced me, I would even want to come to Moxiang Store. I'm busy with the land reclamation, and I don't want to get into that muddy water."
Shan Chengjun asked: "What if he saw it? What would he say?"
Feng Xuanzhen smiled and said, "Does he really want to try it on? How dare he try on clothes in front of so few people?"
The bald man touched his scalp and smiled, "Wuming is like meeting you in person. Master Yi, after meeting him today, you finally understand what it means to be awed by your past life. The scene just now was really exciting to watch. Those old guys relied on their age to bully others and should have given us a beating long ago."
Before Chang Sihai could finish his words, he suddenly felt a chill on his face, and a line of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth to his upper jaw.
In the center of the study is a long desk made of a whole piece of ginkgo wood. There are eighty-eight seats around the long desk, each with an ice crackle brush washer, a copper paperweight with a dragon button, a cloud-shaped jade pen holder, a star-shaped purple-hair brush and qingtan dragon-scale paper.
"Green Flower died, and here comes a foreign devil. That foreign devil is even more of a bastard. I lured Dao Lao Gui out. Is that a young scourge? Has he ever seen the peddler?"
Song Shutian nodded and said, "You are wrong. This is not for the Moxiang Store. As long as you don't have an explanation at the Moxiang Store, you will leave immediately."
The bitter mother-in-law kept staring at Liu Hu, and Liu Hu kept talking.
Shan Chengjun nodded and said, "Young man, please speak."
Shan Chengjun nodded and said, "They are looking for you. Now that you are here, let's talk about it."
Everyone stood up and left their seats, looking around every corner outside the library.
Shan Chengjun raised his head and was silent for a long time before saying, "Did the peddler tell anyone about that?"
Cui Xianmei pulled up the brim of her hat: "If I had let him go, he would have stayed in the Moxiang store."
Seeing Cui Xianmei, Li Qi was very unhappy: "Banfeng, you keep calling him and it always goes through. You want to tell him that he should come today."
Cui Xianmei also stared at Chang Sihai: "His mouth is bleeding."
When the incident was mentioned, everyone started talking about it:
Shan Chengjun knew the quality of those things, but he introduced them word by word in my ear with the Judge's Pen, noting down every detail. He said so little at a time that Shan Chengjun was really worried that I would faint.
Li Banfeng stood up and said, "Brother Liu Hu, since you have said that, and you have something else to say, I will leave first."
Those eight people have reached the pinnacle of literary cultivation. You are worried about leaving the Moxiang shop in our hands. You also know that the local god there is a bad guy. If Murong Gui really wants to do it, you will agree to replace him with a suitable person.
The founder of Jiao Xiu, Qi Youjian, pressed his palm upwards and said, "Mr. He, he should take the seat. Although he is young, he is Xiao Laojian's disciple. Even if it's for his master, the seat should be his."
Everyone said they knew.
So much thought went into the book covers alone, which shows how precious the books are. Unfortunately, Cheng Jun only knows a small number of the books on the list. If Xiao Yeci were here, he would probably be willing to stay out for a few days and nights.
Teacher Song didn't feel sorry for Shan Chengjun, after all, it was my fault.
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