It wasn't until late at night that Liu Yifan helped the villagers finish all the calculations, although he was very tired, he reached out and touched the money bag on his waist, but the corners of his mouth were involuntarily upturned, and his expression couldn't be controlled, and he was in a really good mood.

It's just that he was amazed that most of the women in the village were not widows, and when they used the system to tell fortunes during the day, what was displayed was clearly - reunion, full house, wealth, and the end of life, which was obviously the life of wealth and nobility, but now the reality is here, their husbands have not come back, Liu Yifan believes that the system will not go wrong, so he told their husbands that they can return in the next few days, and the women who made them cry like tears, and specially brought sweet and delicious food at night.

Liu Yifan finally decided to stay at Xue'er's house tonight, after all, Jiading and Qin Qiong in the group are familiar with her, although they have only known each other for one day, they have already experienced a great friendship together.

"Little sir, let's have a bite to eat, Widow Zhang is right, her cooking skills are indeed the best in this village, looking at this braised pork makes you have an appetite." Xue'er had already set up the food sent by the villagers on the stone table in the courtyard, adding a few side dishes of her own, enough for this group of people.

"Thank you!" Liu Yifan stood up and stretched his waist comfortably.

Looking up, the vast and vast sea of stars shrouded overhead, silently, the crystal clear stars, hanging on the starry sky like huge gauze, twinkling and twinkling, making people have an illusion, as if they are in it, flying freely.

Liu Yifan really likes the night sky of this dynasty, he lived in the city in his previous life, and he couldn't see the stars in the sky clearly, and the acceleration of the pace of life made it impossible for the struggling young people to calm down and enjoy the beauty of the starry sky.

When I think of my previous life, I feel sad, happy, confused, and yearning, so I can't help but sing.

The brightest star in the night sky, can you hear it clearly.

The one who looks up, the one who is lonely and sighs in the bottom of his heart.

The brightest star in the night sky, can you remember.

The figure that once walked with me and disappeared into the wind.

I pray to have a transparent heart.

and eyes that will shed tears.

Give me the courage to believe again.

Go beyond the lies to embrace you.

......

A song "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky" was unconsciously sung.

Everyone was intoxicated, Xue'er at the stone table stopped her movements, deeply moved, this song was smooth and comfortable, made her think of the helplessness when she lived alone in this village, and realized that fate is like a compass, constantly turning, as long as you believe in yourself, the fate is in your own hands, and believe that every choice you make, no matter what the result is, is good.

Qin Qiong doesn't understand the rhythm of music, she only thinks that the melody is beautiful, although the lyrics are simple, but they express the truth and perception that a person realizes after being frustrated, and has a new understanding of Liu Yifan.

Wushi stood up and looked at the night sky as well, the reason why he is called Wushi is that he wants to understand the laws of the world and understand the suffering of the world.

After Liu Yifan finished singing, his heart was also a lot more comfortable, since he couldn't change the world, then he adapted to the world, turned around, and found that everyone was looking at him.

"What are you doing?" Liu Yifan said embarrassedly.

"I didn't expect Mr. Xiao's singing voice to be so beautiful and beautiful, although it is different, but it is unique, and the little monk admires it." Goyo is the first to say what is in his heart.

"Yes, I didn't expect Mr. Xiao to have such experience, but it surprised the women a lot." Xue'er put down the chopsticks in her hand and said in appreciation.

Qin Qiong thought about whether this matter should be reported to Li Shimin, but did not speak.

"Feeling it, feeling it." Liu Yifan scratched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly.

"The little gentleman is too modest!" Xue'er bent down and wiped the seat left for Liu Yifan.

"Uhhh Hehe, nothing, eat, eat. Liu Yifan hurriedly dodged,

"By the way, Miss Cher, this is for you." Liu Yifan handed her a bag.

Xue'er took it suspiciously, and opened it to see that it was actually a bag of silver.

"Little sir, ......?" Cher was visibly flustered.

"This is the money I have earned today, plus some of my own self, so much in total, what I said to the girl before, I hope to pay more attention, as I said before, if someone picks it, you can buy it directly, if there is any silver left, then the full amount belongs to the girl." Liu Yifan said while eating braised pork.

"That's not so much, let's take some back, the little gentleman entrusted something, the women will naturally help." Cher hurriedly pushed the money bag back.

"Please also ask the girl to accept it, so that I can return to the city with peace of mind." Liu Yifan didn't take it, but frantically sent meat to his mouth, he was really hungry and tired in the past two days, and the delicacy was right in front of him, how could he ignore it.

But there is another reason, that is, Liu Yifan was the first to calculate the hexagram for Xue'er during the day, and he felt a little distressed about this hard-working woman, this woman and Lu Zhinian have been worried about fate since childhood, although they can endure hardships, but everything is not going well, and her husband who has not met has died, and she will never see her again in this life, fortunately, her life will get better and better in the future, but she will always be alone, if you want to break it, you must first meet its nobleman, but the whereabouts of this noble person are very vague, and the hexagram shows - prophet, Yue Ling, Quartet, Liu Yifan is also a head of fog, So there is no clue for the time being.

Xue'er saw Liu Yifan's resolute attitude, so she had to accept it, ran into the house, and carefully hid it.

Except for Wushi, who only ate five steamed buns, the rest of the people swept away the food on the table, and they didn't even let go of the soup.

After eating, they all went back to the house to sleep, they were all tired for a day and a night, and soon they all fell into a deep sleep, and they didn't say anything all night.

At noon the next day, Liu Yifan woke up leisurely, this sleep was extremely comfortable, and before he got up, the smell of food was fragrant, which made his stomach scream again.

Seeing that the villagers sent food again, Liu Yifan was greatly moved, and even a little embarrassed, the villagers were not rich, and this time they sent an old hen that had just been slaughtered.

Liu Yifan was grateful in his heart, the villagers are so enthusiastic, if you do something for them, they will definitely do their best to reciprocate, and they are more sure of their initial thoughts about mint, and they have secretly made up their minds in their hearts, although they can't explain it to them at this time.

After eating, Liu Yifan and the others said goodbye to the villagers of Qilian Village, and whispered a few words of advice to Xue'er, and then left for Chang'an.

Chang'an City, Li Shimin looked at the secret report on the table at this time, which was written by Qin Qiong himself yesterday, and ordered the secret subordinates to rush back to Chang'an quickly and hand it over to the saint.

Looking at the first few pages, his face did not fluctuate, but when he got to the back, although Li Shimin's face was still majestic, the frightened expression had frightened the father-in-law beside him.

Gonggong Lin, who has served the saint for so many years, saw His Majesty with such a look for the first time, and he didn't dare to breathe.

"Shan Xiongxin, Shan Xiongxin, I want to see you again." Li Shimin sighed, he didn't expect that there was such a thing in the world, if he didn't know Qin Qiong's handwriting, he really wouldn't believe it.

After that trace of sorrow, Li Shimin slowly picked up the letter and threw it into the boiler, the corners of his mouth rose, and he nodded as if he was extremely satisfied, and Gonggong Lin on the side breathed a sigh of relief and gently rubbed his trembling hands.

"I didn't expect Mr. Xiao to have such magical powers, but I underestimated it."

"Someone."

"The minions are here!" Lin Gonggong came over to answer the road.

"Prepare the car, go to the eldest grandson queen first, I want to introduce her to a little gentleman."