No. 78 Chunxi Street is a shop called "Daughter Makeup" that sells jewelry, and the four-character sign of the century-old store at the door shows the strength and business reputation of this shop.

Tang Guo'er was holding a jasper hairpin in her hand and was talking to the guy, to see if she could ask the guy to help the shopkeeper talk about a discount. The hairpin is blue all over, there is no trace of impurities, there is a phoenix carved on it, the technique is exquisite, even the feathers are clearly visible one by one, and the eyes are looking forward to it. The sunlight that came in through the door shone brightly, and it glowed with a misty sheen.

The guy was embarrassed and said: "Girl, it's not that the villain doesn't want to talk to the shopkeeper, it's really that all the jewelry in this store is the real price, and the price has never been negotiated." As a businessman, he politely refused Tang Guoer's request, and immediately patted his ass again: "The girl's vision is really accurate, and she fell in love with the best hairpin in the store at a glance." This hairpin is not only the best jasper, but also carved by Master Yan himself, you also know, Master Yan is generally only responsible for the tribute in the imperial palace, where can you see his old man's works on the market, this hairpin is still the owner of the store entrusted a lot of relationship Master Yan to agree, to be honest, it was used as a treasure in the town store," the guy continued to say: "The girl is beautiful, and then wear this hairpin, it is a fairy person." "It is worthy of being an old store, not only the service attitude is first-class, but the eloquence of the guy is also first-class, and the topic of Tang Guoer was pulled away in a few words.

At the end, he added: "This hairpin is also worn by the girl, so where can other people do it? ”

Tang Guoer wanted to find some flaws and lower the price, but she didn't find it after looking left and right for a long time, and she was praised by the guy and planned to buy it with money.

Women always can't stand praise, and Liu Mengmeng next to her muttered in his heart.

Just when the guy happily took the hairpin and led Tang Guoer to the counter to settle the bill, a cold woman's voice came: "I want this hairpin." ”

The voice is cold and condescending.

Tang Guo'er was also full of joy, and suddenly heard someone say this, her already round eyes suddenly widened, and she snatched the hairpin from the man's hand and covered her chest tightly with both hands, like a hen meeting an eagle in the sky protecting her chicks: "I bought it first, why do you want to grab it?" The round eyes glared at the person who spoke.

The person who spoke was also a young girl, about sixteen years old. There are also a few young people who are followed by another girl, the girl is dressed in a white palace dress, with a wide skirt behind her, elegant and luxurious, such as ink and green silk simply curled a flying fairy bun, a few colored gems are embellished in the meantime, elegant and luxurious but a little indifferent, it is the kind of indifference that regards all beings without anything.

Another girl and several young people are also temperaments different from ordinary people, and they have their own dusty temperament.

"How much? I'll double the price. The palace girl said condescendingly to the guy, and then said to Tang Guoer: "Give me this hairpin, you can choose the things in this store." ”

It's amazing to be rich, Tang Guo'er puffed out her cheeks, and replied stubbornly: "Don't let me, this is what I saw first, and no one will let me." ”

The woman in the palace costume was a little surprised, and frowned beautifully.

She's just a little unworldly, and she's not an unreasonable person.

The palace girl frowned, and the others couldn't stand it, of course, the people here were not the shopkeepers in the store, nor were they other guests, they were young people who followed behind the girl.

Based on the effect of some strange hormones in the young body, one of the young men stood up, straightened out the already flat sleeves, showed what he thought was the most charming smile, and said in a harmonious voice: "Little girl, it is rare for the saint to go to the next mountain, and it is rare to see the things in the world, you see that there are so many jewelry in this store, you can choose two things at will, you give the hairpin to the saint, even if you say that you want this shop, it is no problem." Think about it, with this store, you will be able to make money in the future, choose what you like, and have a good relationship with the saint. ”

Young people regard Tang Guoer as an ordinary girl.

After thinking about it, I was afraid that I still couldn't convince and added: "The saint can take a fancy to this hairpin, which means that she looks up to you, what a face-saving thing, what do you want in the future?" ”

The young man is indeed very good at speaking, and he is very good at speaking, and he is almost believing what he says.

"Who are you?" Tang Guo'er still stared at a pair of big eyes.

"My name is Song Qian, the Twelve Holy Sons of Daomen. ”

"You're handsome?" Tang Guo'er continued.

"Uh...... It's okay. The young man didn't expect Tang Guo'er to ask like this, and Rao is he couldn't help blushing, and his answer was a little out of tune.

"Are we ripe?" Tang Guo'er was still unrelenting.

"First time we met ......" young people were a little unable to keep up with the rhythm.

"You're not very handsome, we don't know each other, and I don't know what saints and twelve saints are, in that case, why should I give you the hairpin I fancy to?" Tang Guo'er said quickly and quickly, crackling like the sound of firecrackers set off by people during the festival.

The guys next to him were all cramping in their stomachs. The rest of the young people are secretly happy in their hearts: let you be in the limelight.

The woman's brows in palace clothes furrowed a little tighter, and the frowns between her eyebrows became a sharp one.

The young man who spoke blushed with shame and was a little annoyed.

Shame and annoyance, and anger arises.

Thinking about the identity of his holy son in the Daomen, when did he suffer such idleness, but the other party was a girl, or a very cute girl, but the palace girl was watching from the side, and it was not good to lose her demeanor.

I can't get angry, it's like eating too much croton and drinking a lot of cold water, but I can't go to the thatched house.

So the face became redder, half ashamed and half annoyed.

The young man was angry and angry, perhaps because the great and merciful God, whom he had always believed in, could not bear to see the miracles of his people suffering from it.

A well-timed voice sounded: "Maybe you will exchange the whole glass city for it?" ”

There should always be some messengers to protect flowers around a beautiful girl, such as a few young people around the palace girl. Tang Guoer is also a beautiful girl, and naturally there are people who protect flowers, such as Liu Mengmeng.

The conversation between Tang Guoer and the young man just now was too fast, and he never had a chance to interject, but now seeing that the young man didn't speak, like a volcano about to erupt, he quickly interjected.

The original intention was a joke, and it wasn't a big deal to liven up the atmosphere.

But how can the young man be in the mood to joke now, he can't hold back, Liu Mengmeng's joke is even more harsh in his ears: Although the Daomen is powerful, there is no reason and courage for him to send a glass city.

In other words, he doesn't have that much ability, even the Holy Maiden.

Thinking of what I just said, I felt that my face was hot, like being slapped in the face, and this slap was still in front of the saint.

The young man's eyes were red, he stared at Liu Mengmeng, and his voice became like the cold wind of Layue: "Do you want to die?"

Liu Mengmeng was a little stunned, and he was stunned: "I want to die? Why do you want to bite people like a mad dog? I want to die! Come on, come and bite me." ”

"Look at your non-garbage appearance, you think you are a crab, walking sideways, look at your current appearance, you are obviously a king who has just been fished out of the boiling water, who are you stalking your neck to?

Liu Mengmeng's mouth was also poisonous enough: "The Daomen is amazing, I am still a student of the academy, your name is Song Qian, right, don't you be an idiot if you send money to others?"

"The Dao Gate is nothing remarkable, it is better than the waste of the academy," the young Song Qian was angry, and he was a little unscrupulous.

"Song Qian. The palace maiden stopped Song Qian from continuing.

The college should not be humiliated.

"Holy Maiden, this is a matter between me and them. "Song Qian naturally has the glory of being the Twelve Holy Sons of the Daomen.

"The academy is amazing, but except for the master and those people in the backyard, aren't the others all waste?"

"In the eyes of the world, you may be able to prove yourself by wearing that uniform, but in my eyes, you are still a waste. ”

Song Qian also knew that the academy was not something he could offend, let alone him, and the ruling god of the Daomen had to respectfully salute when he saw the master, calling himself a student.

Therefore, he deliberately separated the front and back yards of the academy and said that there were many ordinary people in the front yard, such as Shinong and industrialists.

He bit the word waste very hard, "This is a matter between us, and we don't have to be involved in the academy and the Daomen, if you have the ability to go to the Daolou with me." ”

Of course, going to the Daolou is not to drink tea, watch a play, or listen to music.

"It's waste that doesn't go. ”

To be able to become the Twelve Holy Sons of the Daomen, of course Song Qian will not be a waste, after the initial anger, he has calmed down now.

The academy was on holiday, and there were already many students from the academy on Chunxi Street, which was closest to the academy, and when they saw that there was a dispute here, several students from the academy came around, and when they heard Song Qian say that the front yard of the academy was all waste, they were already indignant: "What is the Twelve Holy Sons, who are qualified to say that the academy?"

"If you go, you go, and what you don't go is waste. ”

"I don't think he's a waste, he's a fool, waste can be reused, a fool is hopeless. ”

"His name is Giving Money, and he is a fool, and he is indeed a fool who gives money. ”

The academy advocates a hundred flowers blooming and a free style of study, and none of the students in it is not an eloquent. Eloquence is naturally eloquence, and people like Song Qian, who have been practicing in the Daomen since childhood, say that scolding and quarreling will be their opponents.

"Okay, good, good ......" Song Qian's Dao heart, which had originally calmed down, stirred again, "Sure enough, it is worthy of the academy, all of them are sharp-toothed and sharp-mouthed, and the good students taught by the academy ......"

"Whether the students taught by the academy are good or not, I can't judge you, and it's not your turn to guide. ”

It turned out that Su Yan came in,

Su Yan was originally standing at the door, still trying to figure out the knowledge he had learned in the classroom in the past few days, although it was all about astronomy and geography, water conservancy and people's livelihood, but he always felt that there was something faintly connected with his cultivation.

At this time, he heard Song Qian's words insulting the academy, so he walked in.

Anyway, he also wore the uniform of the academy, not to mention that Liu Mengmeng and Tang Guoer were still his friends.

"Since you've already said about the Daolou, let's see you on the Daolou,"

Seeing Su Yan, the palace girl who had been frowning her brows returned to her usual indifference, "Holy land, Mu Qing." ”

"Academy, Su Yan. ”

The two sides exchanged names and origins.

Many disciples of the academy have heard of Su Yan's name in the past two days, after all, he was not recruited through the academy, and there are only three students who have been admitted this year, namely Liu Mengmeng and Tang Guoer, plus Su Yan, who has just enrolled.

Don't think that there are very few people, in previous years, sometimes in a few years, it may not be possible to see the college admit one person exceptionally, and the most exceptional admissions in the history of the college are only five people a year.

Seeing Su Yan speak, the other academy students quieted down, this was not a quarrel.

"Academy ,......" Mu Qing lowered his head and pondered for a moment, with a hint of yearning and other emotions in his voice.

"Can you represent the academy?" After a moment of contemplation, Mu Qing raised his head and looked at Su Yan and asked, his eyes shining as bright as stars.

"No, you can't. ”

Su Yan replied, "I can only represent myself. ”

Fortunately, Mu Qing thought that Su Yan was a member of the academy after all.

"Mingyuexuan Holy Maiden Mu Qing, on behalf of Mingyuexuan, I sincerely invite Su Yan, a student of the academy, to discuss the Dao Building in Licheng when the sun is three poles tomorrow morning. Mu Qing saluted Su Yan.

"Agreed. Su Yan returned the salute, he didn't think about whether it was appropriate or not to agree like this.

None of the surrounding academy students objected, and everyone had pride and determination on their faces. Because it is impossible for the students of the academy to retreat, if they do not retreat, they will naturally have to fight, and nothing else is important.

Perhaps this is the spirit of the academy.