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Chapter 36

Qin Yuchuan sat in the carriage, his mood not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

After all, what he thought was only his own guess, and whether it would come true or not, he was not clear.

This time, he wanted to find an answer.

The gates of Guanyuan Temple were wide open. Yan Chi led the way ahead, and the little monk inside was still striking the wooden fish.

Qin Yuchuan approached him, "Little master, I wish to see Master Guang\'an."

The little monk looked up at Qin Yuchuan, "The master has been waiting in his chamber. Please follow me, sir."

Yan Chi followed behind, somewhat puzzled. Why was Na Muqi not welcomed before, but when the general came, he was directly invited in?

According to the little monk, it seemed that Master Guang\'an knew Qin Yuchuan would come today. How did he know?

After the little monk led Qin Yuchuan to Master Guang\'an\'s chamber, he left, and Yan Chi was also stopped outside the door.

Although curious about what the two would discuss, Yan Chi ultimately controlled himself.

Qin Yuchuan sat on a chair in the chamber, with Master Guang\'an seated in the higher position.

"General Qin, what brings you here today?"

Qin Yuchuan: "Since the master already knew I would come, then you should also have heard why I am here."

"Indeed, someone came to see this old monk recently, and then I knew you would come."

"May I ask if the master can tell me if I can meet her?"

Previously, Qin Yuchuan had only heard of this master, thinking it was an exaggeration at the time. But upon meeting him today, he indeed possessed some true abilities.

Master Guang\'an calmly said, "Those with destiny will meet naturally. General, you need not rush to seek fulfillment. If she comes to see you one day, please bring her to Guanyuan Temple. This old monk has something to gift her."

"Last night, this old monk observed the heavens and found the Purple Forbidden enclosure star to be rather dim. The heavenly omens signal a change in the skies. General, please be cautious!"

Qin Yuchuan wanted to ask more, but Master Guang\'an had vanished into thin air.

No matter his supreme martial arts, he could not sense where the master had gone.

Upon leaving the chamber, Yan Chi was waiting outside.

"General, shall we return to the manor?"

"Let\'s go back."

What Master Guang\'an said about meeting her if destiny allows, and even bringing her to Guanyuan Temple, was enough to prove that Qin Yuchuan\'s guess was correct.

But his final words about the Purple Forbidden enclosure star dimming and the heavenly omens changing, what did that mean?

Although Xuanyuan Sheng was rather suspicious and wary of Qin Yuchuan, he loved indulging in pleasures, but was still a decent emperor.

Moreover, he was only thirty years old and in his prime. How could there be any accident?

Qin Yuchuan could not help but ponder more. After returning to the manor, he sent people to investigate.

In the dormitory, Feng Qingyi had finished her classes and it was already two o\'clock in the afternoon. After tidying herself up, she went to the cafeteria.

Although she had cleared things up with Qin Yuchuan, she still needed to prepare a gift for him.

She had heard him mention that he practiced calligraphy and painting, so buying brushes, ink, paper, and ink stones should be useful.

After finishing her meal, Feng Qingyi left the school gates and, after checking the navigation, found an old-fashioned store selling calligraphy supplies.

Feng Qingyi entered and saw calligraphy works hanging inside. To be displayed, they must be quite excellent.

When she was little, she had learned calligraphy from her grandfather, but she did not learn it well and eventually abandoned it.

The shopkeeper was an old gentleman dressed in a long gown, resembling a teacher from a TV drama.

When the old gentleman saw Feng Qingyi, he put down his brush and asked, "Young lady, what would you like to buy?"

Feng Qingyi: "I want to buy some brushes, ink, paper, and ink stones. Do you have any recommendations?"

"Are they for your own practice?" The old gentleman\'s tone was gentle.

Feng Qingyi replied, "No, I want to gift them to someone."

The old gentleman nodded, "Then it must be for an elder! Take a look at these over here and see if there\'s anything you like."

"..." An elder? Qin Yuchuan should not be considered an elder.

There were so many brushes, and they all seemed similar. Choosing one would be a problem.

She could not tell the quality at all and felt embarrassed.

"Old Song, you\'re showing this little girl your brushes, but I doubt she can afford them." An untimely comment came from the doorway.

The newcomer was an old gentleman with a white beard, dressed in a Tang-style robe.

Feng Qingyi glanced at him but withdrew her gaze. It was not that she was rude, but he had just made a casual remark, so there was no need to argue.

Moreover, before coming to this store, she had already checked the prices and could afford it even if it was not too cheap.

Old Master Song looked at Feng Qingyi, "Young lady, take your time looking at the brushes here. Don\'t mind this old man\'s limited knowledge."

"Shopkeeper, I don\'t know how to choose. Could you please help me pick one?" Feng Qingyi spoke up.

Before Old Master Song could respond, the old white-bearded man cut in, "Girl, are these for your own use?"

Feng Qingyi shook her head, "I\'m gifting them to someone."

"Gifting them, eh? Well, the wolf-hair brush Old Song uses is not bad. I use the same one. It has a suitable stiffness, but the price is high, around ten thousand. Can you afford that?"

Feng Qingyi saw the old white-bearded man had already picked up a brush to show her, "Thank you, I can afford it."

"Do you need ink, ink stones, and paper as well?" Compared to Old Master Song\'s calm and gentle demeanor, the old white-bearded man was clearly more enthusiastic.

Feng Qingyi nodded, "Yes, please help me pick those too."

These two old men did not seem like they would cheat her, and all the items were clearly priced.

In no time, the old white-bearded man had helped Feng Qingyi select everything.

Feng Qingyi looked at the brushes, ink, paper, and ink stones on the table and took out her phone to pay.

"Young lady, are you planning to just put them in a bag and gift them like that?"

Feng Qingyi looked at the old white-bearded man with confusion. Was there any etiquette to gifting these?

"Old Song, help her find a box to put them in."

Feng Qingyi looked at him gratefully, "Thank you!"

"No need to thank me. You seem quite young. Are you still a student?"

Feng Qingyi nodded, "Yes, I\'m a student."

"So you\'re buying these for an elder in your family? You\'re a good girl. I\'ll have Old Song give you a discount."

"No need, no need, I have money," Feng Qingyi said. "You have troubled yourself enough for me today."

Old Master Song had already packed the ink, brushes, paper, and inkstone into the box.

Feng Qingyi spent fifty thousand and, after bidding farewell to the two of them, took a taxi back to school.

Looking at the balance on her bank card, Feng Qingyi sighed. This purchase had taken away nearly one-sixth of her small savings.

She had originally wanted to go out and wander around, but now she decided she would be better off staying in the dorm and focusing on her studies!