After talking about the famous doctor, Xiao Yongqi took everyone to walk around the Taoist temple to enjoy the scenery inside the temple.

"Since you are here, you should go to the open-air bookstore," Xiao Yongqi remembered, "There are often young students in the temple who borrow it, and some of them will exchange books to read, and over time the custom of exchanging books and selling books has been formed." ”

Xiao Heming and Lin Shijing were itchy when they heard this, and they wanted to go to this bookstore to find out if there were any good books to read.

Not long after walking around the Sanqing Palace, Lin Chonghan saw a huge ruin, with a lot of charred wood on it, a lot of cobwebs on it, and broken tiles, and the grass inside was overgrown, looking very desolate.

"What is this?"

Xiao Yongqi glanced at the ruins, looked a little compassionate, and explained: "It turns out that there is a treasure hall here, and it is rumored that its building is three stories high, majestic and magnificent, and the eaves and corners are better than those of the Sanqing Palace. ”

"It's a pity that when the previous dynasty fell, the treasure hall was accidentally burned down in the war, and the countless books inside were burned."

When it came to the war, everyone couldn't help but be silent, but Gu Qingzhang didn't care.

He said: "If Gaozu does not destroy the previous dynasty, then the common people are undoubtedly still living in dire straits, and the lives of the people of the world are more important than a treasure palace." ”

Xiao Yongqi smiled and nodded, acquiescing to his point of view.

"The fire in the treasure hall is an accident, maybe all this should be determined," he led everyone to turn a corner, "What's more, even if it is a treasure hall in exchange for the safety of the people, it is also cost-effective." ”

Lin Chonghan turned a corner, and a bamboo forest came into her eyes, one by one the faint green bamboos stood up, their leaves were verdant, and they made a subtle rustling sound under the breeze.

The faint fragrance refreshes people's hearts, and people can't help but want to sit in this silent secluded grate, take out the guqin and play a song.

She carefully brushed aside the bamboo leaves and went to the deepest part of the bamboo forest, hoping to see the characters like the seven sages of the bamboo forest, playing or singing, chanting or dancing here.

"The north is not as good as our Jiangnan water town," a fat Taoist priest squatted on the ground, as if he was digging something with difficulty, "Look, our bamboo shoots in Suzhou are not sprouting." ”

He was so busy that he was sweating profusely, and next to him was squatting a scholar in shabby and simple clothes, and the Taoist priest was smiling and showing off the delicious food of bamboo shoots to the scholar.

Xiao Yongqi: "...... Brother, what are you doing? ”

The fat Taoist priest was taken aback, he jumped up suddenly, and turned his head to see that it was Xiao Yongqi who breathed a sigh of relief.

"I said Second Senior Brother," he wiped the sweat from his forehead and couldn't help complaining, "Can you stop being so scary, I was so scared that I thought that Little Senior Brother was coming." ”

The poor scholar on the side obviously knew Xiao Yongqi as well, and he arched his hand at him and smiled shyly: "I've seen the Taoist." ”

After everyone and the scholar exchanged pleasantries, Lin Chonghan knew that this scholar had to live in Xuanmiaoguan because of his poor family and his widowed mother was in the countryside.

When Xiao Yongqi saw him, his expression was a little relaxed: "They are all monks, Brother Ji Qing doesn't have to do all this red tape." ”

"Now is the time for the open-air bookstore to be lively," Xiao Yongqi forcibly took the bamboo shoot from the fat Taoist priest's hand and asked him, "Brother Ji Qing has been studying hard for many years, why don't you go and take a look?" ”

Scholar Tan Jiqing smiled a little embarrassedly.

The fat Taoist priest still wanted to grab the bamboo shoots, but was easily pushed away by Xiao Yongqi two or three times, and he had no choice but to say with a bitter face: "It's not that Ji Qing doesn't want to go, but those people are too much." ”

Which one is that?

Lin Chonghan curiously followed a few people through the bamboo forest and went to the open-air bookstore.

The bookstore is built behind the Taoist temple, not far from the back door of the Taoist temple, only to see a lot of books spread out on a small open space, a gust of wind blows, blowing up a corner of the book.

In the open space, there were two or three scholars reciting poems, and a few scholars were sitting on the ground shaking their heads and reciting books.

The sound of footsteps came, and the scholar who endorsed the book opened his eyes, and at first glance he saw Lin Chonghan walking towards him, he was first amazed by the beauty of the other party, and then frowned, and reprimanded: "How can a woman come over in a pure Taoist place!" ”

"There are some books of the sages here," a few hints of smugness flashed in his eyes, "wouldn't it defile the sages by letting a woman come over?" ”

Lin Chonghan saw this kind of sour Confucianism for the first time, and her only impression of the scholar was Lu Tingxuan, whom she met when she was in the Beijing bookstore, but the other party was a lifter, but she did not reprimand women for not reading books.

I didn't expect a poor scholar who lived in a Taoist temple to dare to say such a thing.

She gave Gu Qingzhang a look and asked him not to speak in a hurry, she asked with a smile, "Is this Taoist temple opened by your family?" ”

The scholar was a little puzzled, but still replied: "No." ”

"Is this open-air bookstore contracted by you?"

"Definitely."

At this time, there was already a whisper of ridicule from the crowd on the side, and the scholar looked left and right, and soon understood that the other party was mocking himself for being nosy, and he was so ashamed that he made a big red face.

"Little scholar," Lin Chonghan was not annoyed by him when he scolded him before, but the words he said were enough to ridicule, "I see that you have been sitting here and studying hard for a long time, is it because you won the championship in this year's scientific examination?" ”

"But I remember that the Spring Festival was supposed to be held in Beijing," she continued to taunt the other party, "but you are still in Suzhou, I don't know why?" ”

The scholar was ashamed to death by her, and his companions pointed at him and laughed: "This person has failed to pass the examination three times, let alone going to the capital to participate in the examination!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the scholar hurriedly dropped the sentence "The vertical is not enough to plan", and quickly fled with his bookcase.

When he left, the others still continued to do what they should do, but their eyes couldn't help but have some concern for Lin Chonghan and his party.

Because they are dressed extraordinarily and have a sense of nobility on their bodies, others are even more jealous in their hearts, and they dare not take the initiative to provoke them again.

Tan Jiqing was hindered by the defense of men and women, and he didn't dare to pay attention to Lin Chonghan before, and what happened just now surprised him that the other party's thinking was clear and neat.

He was raised by a widowed mother, orphans and widows had to live in the countryside, and his mother had to be strong enough to survive.

Tan Jiqing not only did not object to Lin Chonghan's words, but also praised him a lot, he stood behind her, and couldn't help but have an appreciation in his eyes when he looked at her.

However, at this moment, a person moved lightly without a trace, walked behind Lin Chonghan, and blocked his vision with his tall back.

Gu Qingzhang couldn't resist the desire to turn around and warn the stinky scholar, and stood behind Lin Chonghan with an unhappy face.

At this time, Lin Shijing had already strolled around with Xiao and Mingxing, but they quickly returned disappointed after turning around.

"I've been to the bookstore before," Xiao Heming wasn't very happy, "but at that time, there were a wide variety of books, and there were all kinds of books, which could be called 'a hundred schools of thought'." ”

"I don't know why, but now it's all books that have been turned over by the world."

"The eldest nephew should not talk nonsense," Xiao Yongqi stopped him, "The books that have been turned over in your eyes are not available to many poor students." ”

He thought about it and continued: "It was my negligence that I forgot that the people who could be on the list in Suzhou in the past two days are no longer there, and it is naturally a lot deserted here." ”

Xiao Heming was a little ashamed by what he said, but he was not a stubborn person and readily admitted his mistakes.

"It's normal for the little uncle to be dedicated to cultivation, and he can't remember things," Xiao Heming deliberately excused the elders, "In that case, why don't we go to the Taoist temple again." ”

So everyone happily turned back, but just as they returned to the Taoist temple through the bamboo forest, they bumped into a woman head-on.

The woman is old, and there are traces of wind and frost in the corners of her eyes, but her face is well maintained; Her clothes are not gorgeous, but the style of her whole body is unspeakably expensive.

"Master," she saw Xiao Yongqi at a glance, and hurriedly stepped forward anxiously, "You quickly save my son, he is entangled by a female ghost!" ”