palm surgery

Chapter 291
He Lingjiang squinted his eyes and watched Lu Liulang enter the bookstore coldly.

She calculated the time in her heart, and when she was about to touch it, she got up and said to Qiongzhi: "I have been shopping long enough today and bought a lot of clothing and accessories. It will be Brother A's birthday in a few days, and there is a pen, ink and paper on the opposite side. Let's take a look at the store of inkstones and books and classics, if there is anything good, we can also give it to my brother as a congratulatory gift."

Qiongzhi smiled and replied, "Yes."

The two went out of the tea shop, first went to the shop that sold the Four Treasures of the Study, picked a good old pit inkstone, and then turned around and entered the bookstore next to them.

"That inkstone table just now is good, do you think Brother will like it?"

A soft laughter came, followed by another female voice: "Lang Jun will definitely like it, this is carefully chosen by the little lady..."

The shopkeeper guarding the bookstore looked up and followed the sound, and saw two little ladies coming from the next shop one after the other.It's hot today, and the person in front is still holding a fan, shaking it slightly.

He quickly smiled and greeted him: "What do you two want to choose?"

He Lingjiang gently shook his fan: "I'll take a look first and see what books are in your store. If there are any good ones, buy a few."

The bookstore is not large, but there are a wide variety of books, which are well organized, ranging from market dialects, techniques and strategies to the theories of scholars, poetry and books, and the six arts are all neatly arranged on the bookshelf.

He Lingjiang walked along the rows of bookshelves, occasionally flipping open the title of the book to take a look, the shopkeeper followed her step by step, looking very earnest.

It's really strange, obviously I didn't see Lu Liulang come out, but at this time in this small bookstore, I didn't see his figure, it seems that there is no mystery.

"Treasurer, do you have any rare books here? My brother's birthday recently, if he can pick up the same inkstone to send him, he will be very happy."

He Lingjiang stopped at the last row of bookshelves, just like a little lady who was bent on preparing birthday gifts for her brother, she chose carefully.

The shopkeeper's face was full of smiles: "Then you are right! The shop has recently copied Fang's latest book on poetry evaluation. I wonder if the little lady is interested?"

"Everyone Fang?" He Lingjiang's eyes lit up, "Then let's take a look."

"Okay, wait a moment." The shopkeeper cheerfully said, turned and climbed to the top of the bookshelf, took out a hardcover book and handed it to He Lingjiang.

She opened her eyes slightly, and said cheerfully, "Just this one!"

"Okay." Seeing that she was so refreshing, the shopkeeper hurriedly packed the school.

He Lingjiang glanced around, and did not see any trace of Lu Liulang, so he took the book from the shopkeeper's hand, and after paying the money, he took Qiongzhi out of the shop.

Seeing her figure turn into a shop a few stores away, the shopkeeper turned around to the last row of bookshelves against the wall, and tapped with his fingers.

After waiting for a few breaths, the bookshelf slowly moved away to reveal a gap for one person to pass through, and Lu Liulang's figure was revealed from the inside: "Is the person gone?"

After he came in and talked with the shopkeeper, he went into the dark room and took the things left inside. When he thought about it, he realized that someone seemed to be coming outside, so he had to stay inside for a while, and waited until the shopkeeper knocked on the wall to signal.

The shopkeeper nodded and took down the two booklets that had been prepared at hand: "The little lady picked out the book for a while, so she stayed for a long time, and bought a poem review."

"Is there nothing wrong with people?" Lu Liulang asked.

"It's just an ordinary little lady," said the shopkeeper, "This book is spread out on the bustling streets, and most of the people who come and go are the ladies and concubines of the noble families of Yingdu. It is naturally convenient to inquire about news. But if you want to stand here without being suspicious, you have to do business as usual.”

"It's fine." Lu Liulang whispered, "I took all the things inside, and I will follow the matter, so that the envoy can rest assured."

The shopkeeper patted him on the shoulder: "Proceed with caution, don't reveal anything."

"Understood." Lu Liulang stretched out his hand to take the book he handed over, closed the bookshelf behind him, and stepped out to prepare to go out.

At this moment, a rush of footsteps came from outside. The two looked at each other and walked out from behind the bookshelf as usual, just like the old shopkeeper was receiving ordinary book visitors.

Seeing He Lingjiang turning back again, the shopkeeper couldn't help but be slightly surprised: "This lady, why did you turn back again? But what other books do you want to pick again?"

He Lingjiang smiled and waved his hand: "That's not true."

She walked closer and closer, the shopkeeper and Lu Liulang couldn't help tensing up, He Ling Jiang Xing apologized in front of the two of them: "The fan that I carried with me before seems to have fallen on the bookshelf at the back, can I trouble you two? Give way?"

Fans?

The shopkeeper thought for a while. When the little lady put it into the bookstore, he did take a fan. Later, he was busy sending her away. He didn't pay attention to the fan in her hand.

It seems that when he left, he did not hold the fan in his hand.

He glanced at Lu Liulang without a trace, and nodded almost invisible. Lu Liulang, who was standing in the aisle, had a dim light in his eyes, but he turned his body sideways: "Please."

He Lingjiang nodded in thanks, and then walked quickly to the last row of bookshelves.

She paced a few steps in front of the bookshelf, looked up and down, and sure enough, in the corner of the third floor, she pulled out a finely painted fan: "It really fell here."

She stretched out her hand to take the fan and turned back the same way. When she passed by Lu Liulang, and saw him still standing in the distance, she couldn't help frowning softly and said in a low voice, "Excuse me, please let me go."

Lu Liulang's eyes were slightly cold, but he glanced at the fan she was holding, and the light purple tassels swaying slightly, he still moved away.

"Thank you." He Lingjiang took the fan and left the shop with the maid.

Lu Liulang and the shopkeeper walked to the door of the shop, and watched her grow farther and farther, and finally disappeared at the entrance of the alley, and then said: "It seems a bit coincidental that she appeared..."

The shopkeeper also squinted his eyes: "Yes."

When I just climbed up the shelf to get the book for her, I didn't see her movement. Maybe the fan was dropped at that time. Her reason was very reasonable, and no one could fault it.

It's just that people like them have been cautious for a long time, and it is inevitable that they have some inexplicable feelings.It is this sensitivity that has helped him avoid some crisis moments many times.

"That matter, we have to arrange it sooner. So that there will not be too many dreams at night, and another accident will happen in vain..." The shopkeeper said slowly.

The envoy left things for Lu Liulang in the dark room. Now that he has taken them out, it is better to make them quickly.

The most afraid of waves on the ground, Lu Liulang naturally knows this truth.

He nodded slightly: "I know what I have in mind."

(End of this chapter)