Crazy Xiuxian, boundless magic power

Seeing that the man next to him was approachable and answered every question, Chu Wen felt a liking for him and started talking.

"My last name is Chu Wen, may I know your name?"

"I call myself Mingde Sanren. Since you are already practicing, why don't you give yourself a Taoist name?"

"What Taoist Mingde said makes sense. Let me think about it."

Chu Wen thought about it, and his mind was filled with names like Zhuang Zhou, Zhao Huaizhen, Donghuang Taiyi, and Taiyi Zhenren.

On second thought, since my name is Yunjin and my nickname is Fengyin, I might as well just call myself Yunfengzi.

Yun Fengzi, madman, what a nice sound.

At this point, in this dark dungeon, a "madman" who caused chaos in the world of cultivation suddenly appeared.

……

It was just after noon.

All the major families in Buffalo City received invitations from Danning Garden.

Invite them to visit Dan Ning Garden to appreciate a newly arrived poem and painting.

This is a very rare thing. Danningyuan has only sent out a similar invitation letter once before.

That was fifteen years ago, when Dan Ningyuan obtained a flower and bird painting by Master Yu Chengqian, which was eventually bought by Mr. Zhang for a high price of six hundred taels of silver.

……

In the afternoon.

The only daughter of County Magistrate Zhao Dezhu finished reading a picture book about talented men and beautiful women in the backyard. She felt bored and ran to her father's study to play.

I accidentally saw the invitation to Danningyuan.

After much pestering, Zhao Dezhu agreed to let his daughter go and watch, and repeatedly reminded her not to make any bid.

The rule of that calligraphy and painting shop is that the buyer will win after the agreed time.

Zhao Dezhu was an incorruptible person and depended on his father for daily support. He was worried that his daughter would spend money recklessly, so he reminded her several times.

"Zi Yan, please go and come back quickly. You are still young, so don't talk to strangers, especially those wearing white clothes and holding fans. Do you hear me?"

"Dad, you're so long-winded."

Zhao Ziyan said this and left the county government compound with her personal maid Xier.

Zhao Ziyan

Maid Xier

……

Sun Family Courtyard.

On the third floor of the west wing, a woman was leaning against the windowsill, resting her chin on the railing, looking extremely lonely.

The beautiful lady's eyes are full of thoughts as she looks into the distance to the east, as if full of anticipation.

"There are so many men in the world, why should you wait for one? Humph, what's so great about cultivating immortals? The Supreme Being is ruthless, what's the difference between him and a piece of wood?"

The maid Xiaochan grew up with Miss Sun and they were like sisters. Seeing that Miss was depressed all day, she felt sad and said:

"Humph! Those who are heartless and ungrateful deserve to die."

Sun Bihe couldn't help but smile when she saw Xiaochan pouting, but her deeply furrowed brows were the best reflection of her inner feelings.

"Xiaochan, go for a walk with me."

"Miss, we have received an invitation from Danning Garden, saying that there are new calligraphy and paintings. Why don't we go take a look?"

"Alright."

碧荷

Maid Xiaochan

……

Peach Blossom Lane in the south of the city.

Diagonally opposite Chu Wen’s newly bought house, a young woman in brocade clothes was sitting alone in the living room.

A veil wrapped around her graceful figure, revealing her exquisite curves.

Her hair was like a waterfall, gently tied behind her head, making her look even more graceful and elegant.

The young woman opened her red lips and took a bite of the puff pastry, but her eyes were filled with tears.

"Madam, the master said that the store is busy and he won't be here these days."

The young woman smiled sadly when she heard this, and two lines of tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Go ask him if he's busy at night, too?"

The maid Yunxiang was in a dilemma.

"Young Madam, this..."

Su Qiuting glanced at the cash box brought back by the maid and smiled sadly.

"Forget it, get out."

"Madam, earlier today, I received an invitation from Dan Ning Yuan. They said that the store had newly arrived calligraphy and paintings, and they wanted to invite you to give them some advice. But because you instructed not to disturb her, the new maid didn't dare to hand it over."

"understood."

秋桐

Maid Rue

……

Two quarters of an hour later.

In Danning Garden, a girl of about thirteen or fourteen years old stood in front of Chu Wen's poetry and cried loudly.

"If life could always be like our first encounter, why would the autumn wind bring sorrow to the painted fan, woooo woooo..."

"Miss, why are you crying? Stop crying, there are strangers here."

Xier saw her young lady sobbing in front of a painting, her tears even more sadly than when she paid homage to the lady during the Qingming Festival. She was so anxious that she used a handkerchief to wipe the young lady's tears and shook her arm.

"I don't care! I'm just going to cry! Wuuuuuu... Who wrote this, wuuuuuu..."

Zhao Ziyan didn't care and cried loudly in Danning Garden.

At this time, there were several groups of customers in the store, all of whom were prominent families in the city. Everyone knew the daughter of County Magistrate Zhao, and they were all silent.

"Miss, don't cry. The master will scold me if he finds out."

"I'm crying! What's it got to do with you? I'm crying! I'm crying! Who wrote this? Why do you have to torture me like this, wuwuwu..."

"Miss, it's just a poem, why are you crying?"

"You know nothing, woo woo woo..."

Miss Zhao was taught to read by her father since she was young. She loves reading picture books, especially those about talented men and beautiful women. Her head is full of fantasies.

She was moved by the tragic story of unrequited love in the poem. The more she thought about it, the sadder she became and she couldn't stop crying.

Shopkeeper Wen was so anxious that he was running around, not knowing what to do.

Miss Zhao was about to turn fourteen and was a grown-up girl, so it was difficult for him to go forward and comfort her.

Everyone in Qingniu County knew that this girl was the sweetheart of County Magistrate Zhao and she was closely guarded. All the adult men in Buffalo City dared not talk to her. Anyone who talked to her would be in trouble.

Zhao Ziyan was crying bitterly when she heard a woman behind her say:

"Shopkeeper Wen, how much is this calligraphy and painting? I want it."

Shopkeeper Wen smiled and said, "Miss Sun, this painting needs bidding. The deadline is tomorrow at noon. The highest bidder wins. The starting price is 500 taels, and Mr. Zhang has already offered 550 taels."

It was Sun Bihe who spoke just now. She stared at the calligraphy and painting on the wall and said casually:

"I'll offer 600 taels. If anyone offers a higher price than me, please trouble Shopkeeper Wen to come to the Sun Mansion to inform us."

Shopkeeper Wen couldn't stop smiling. This price was already as high as that of Master Yu Chengqian's paintings.

"Okay, okay, I will definitely let you know. I will definitely let you know."

When Zhao Ziyan heard this, she suddenly stopped crying, wiped her tears with her sleeves, and turned around abruptly.

"I'll give you six hundred and fifty taels!"

When the maid Xier heard this, she became extremely anxious and pulled her young lady aside.

"Miss, have you forgotten what the master said?"

Zhao Ziyan struggled to break free from Xier's arms and said:

"You are not allowed to tell secrets!"

When Xier saw Miss Zhao break free from her, she hurriedly grabbed her again.

"Miss, even if I don't tell on you, how can you afford it?"

"Humph! My grandpa has plenty of money!"

"The master is far away in the capital, and the bidding will end tomorrow at noon. Where can I get the money to pay the bill? If they come to our door, we will both be finished."

"I don't care! I'm going to buy it!"

"Miss, how can you buy it without money?"

Zhao Ziyan's eyes rolled when she heard this.

"Oh, right! The golden unicorn my grandfather gave me must be worth a lot of money. Go back and take it to the pawn shop!"

Xier was shocked when she heard that.

"Miss, that was your coming-of-age gift from your great master. If the master knew about this, he would beat me to death!"

"Why are you so long-winded! Just go when I tell you to!"

"I don't dare, miss."

"Are you not going?"

"Don't go."

Zhao Ziyan put one hand on her waist, her eyes wide open, pointed at Xier's nose and said:

"Okay! You don't want to go, right? I'll go home and tell Dad that Zhao Si from the kitchen..."

Xier covered Miss Zhao's mouth and quickly responded:

"I'll go, I'll go, isn't it okay for me to go?"

purple smoke

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