After falling in love with the general online, I won by doing nothing

Qin Yuchuan put away his phone and decided to go to Guangyuan Temple.

Yan Chi helped prepare the carriage. Some days ago, Namuqi ran to Guangyuan Temple. Now the general is going there too. He really doesn't understand.

Qin Yuchuan sat in the carriage, and his mood was not as calm as he seemed on the surface.

After all, what he thought was just his own guess. As for whether it would come true, he didn't know.

He wanted to find an answer this time.

The gate of Guangyuan Temple was wide open. Yan Chi walked in front to lead the way. The little monk in the temple was still knocking on the wooden fish.

Qin Yuchuan walked up, "Little Master, I want to find Master Guang'an."

The little monk raised his head and looked at Qin Yuchuan, "Master is already waiting in the wing room, please follow me."

Yan Chi followed behind, a little puzzled, why Namuqi was not welcomed when he came, but the general was invited in directly when he came.

According to the little monk, this Master Guang'an seemed to know that the general was coming today. How did he know?

The little monk took Qin Yuchuan to Master Guang'an's room and left. Yan Chi was also stopped outside the door.

Although he was curious about what the two were going to say, Yan Chi finally controlled himself.

Qin Yuchuan sat on the chair in the room, and Master Guang'an sat on the upper seat.

"General Qin, why did you come here today?"

Qin Yuchuan: "Master, since you know I'm coming, you should have heard why I came."

"Some time ago, someone did come to see me, and I knew you would come at that time."

"Master, can you please tell me if I can meet her?"

Qin Yuchuan had only heard of this master before, but at that time he thought it was an exaggeration. After seeing him today, he really has some real skills.

Master Guangan said calmly: "If we are destined to meet, we will meet. General, there is no need to rush for success. If she comes to see you another day, please bring her to Guangyuan Temple. I have something to give her."

"Yesterday, I observed the sky at night and found that the Purple Star was quite dim. The sky of Tianqi is going to change. General, be careful!"

Qin Yuchuan wanted to ask more, but Master Guangan had disappeared.

Even if he was a martial artist, he couldn't feel where he went.

Walking out of the wing room, Yan Chi was waiting by the side.

"General, we have to go back to the mansion."

"Go back."

Master Guangan said that if we are destined to meet, we will meet, and even said to bring her to Guangyuan Temple, which is enough to prove that his guess is correct.

But what does it mean that the Purple Star is dim and the sky of Tianqi is going to change?

Although Xuanyuan Sheng is suspicious and extremely wary of him, and he also loves to spend money on wine and women on weekdays, he is still a good emperor.

Moreover, he is only thirty years old now, in the prime of his life, could there be any accidents?

Qin Yuchuan had to think more, and after returning home, he sent someone to investigate.

In the dormitory, Feng Qingyi finished her course, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, she packed up and went to the cafeteria.

Although she had talked to Qin Yuchuan, she still had to arrange to buy him a gift.

I heard him say that he would practice calligraphy and painting on weekdays, so buying some pens, ink, paper and inkstones should be useful.

After dinner, Feng Qingyi left the school gate, navigated, and found an antique shop selling calligraphy supplies.

Feng Qingyi walked in and saw the calligraphy works hanging in the store. It was naturally very good to be able to hang them out.

She learned calligraphy from her grandfather when she was a child, but she didn't learn it very well, and later she just abandoned it.

The owner of the shop was an old gentleman, wearing a long gown, who looked like a teacher in a TV series.

After seeing Feng Qingyi, the old gentleman put down his brush, "Little girl, what do you want to buy?"

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

"Are they what you usually use?" The old gentleman's tone was gentle.

Feng Qingyi replied: "No, I want to give it to someone."

The old gentleman nodded, "Then it should be given to the elders! Look at these here, what do you like?"

"..."Elders, Qin Yuchuan should not be considered an elder.

There are so many brushes, and they don't seem to be much different. It's also a problem to choose what to do.

She doesn't know the goods at all, and can't tell whether they are good or bad. It's embarrassing.

"Old Song, you bring a little girl to see these brushes, I'm afraid you can't afford them." Inappropriate words came from the door.

The person who came was an old gentleman with a white beard in a Tang suit.

Feng Qingyi glanced at him and retracted her gaze. It's not that she is impolite, he just said it casually, there is no need to argue.

Besides, she had already checked the prices before coming to this store, and she couldn't give away something that was too cheap.

Mr. Song looked at Feng Qingyi, "Girl, take your time to look at the brushes here, don't argue with this old man."

"Boss, I don't know how to choose? Can you help me choose?" Feng Qingyi spoke.

The old man with a white beard spoke before Mr. Song, "Girl, are you using it yourself?"

Feng Qingyi shook her head, "I'll give it to someone."

"Give it to someone, the one that Old Song uses is good, I also use this one, this wolf-hair one, the hardness is moderate, but the price is a bit expensive, 100,000, can you accept it?"

Feng Qingyi looked at the old man with a white beard who had already picked up the brush and introduced it to her, "Thank you, I can accept it."

"Do you also want ink, inkstone, and paper?" Compared to the calm and gentle Mr. Song, the old man with a white beard was obviously much more enthusiastic.

Feng Qingyi nodded, "Yes, or please help me choose."

The two old men didn't look like they would cheat her, and the things here were clearly marked with prices.

The old man with a white beard seemed to be more familiar with this place than the boss, Mr. Song, and helped Feng Qingyi choose in a short while.

Feng Qingyi looked at the pens, inkstones, paper and inkstones on the table and took out her mobile phone to pay directly.

"Little girl, are you just going to find a bag to put them in and give them to someone?"

Feng Qingyi looked at the old man with a white beard, with a confused look on her face. Is there anything special about giving them to someone?

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

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

"You're welcome. You don't look old. Are you still in school?"

Feng Qingyi nodded, "Yes, I am in school."

"Are you buying this for the elderly at home? She's a nice girl. I'll ask Mr. Song to give you a discount."

"No, no, I have money. I've troubled you a lot today."

Mr. Song has already put all the pens, inkstones, paper and inkstones into the box.

Feng Qingyi spent 500,000 yuan, said goodbye to the two of them, and took a taxi back to school.

Looking at her bank card balance, Feng Qingyi sighed. After buying this thing, her small treasury was almost one-sixth less.

She had originally thought about going out for a walk, but now she should just stay in the dormitory and study!