After Fan Shihao returned, the library soon returned to normal and no longer only accepted female guests.
After reading stories for many days, Fan Shihao also began to miss his old days of idleness.
When I go to work, I want to take a vacation, and when I take a vacation, I want to go to work. Sigh~ This person is really strange.
It’s been so long since I’ve been out, and I haven’t sent a letter home yet. I don’t know what the situation is like at home now.
Why don't you go back and take a look?
Fan Shihao was moved.
Just talking about what to do in the library?
Fan Shihao found Grandma Shen.
"Mr. Fan, why isn't the prefect with you today?" Aunt Shen immediately went to greet Fan Shihao when she saw him coming alone.
"She has something to deal with today, so I'm the only one here." Fan Shihao said:
"Actually, Grandma Shen, I'm going home for a visit soon."
"It's a good thing to go back and visit often when you're away from home. Mr. Fan, don't worry. The slave family will take care of the storytelling hall while you're away. As soon as you come back, Mr. Shen, the hall can be reopened immediately." Shen A Grandma responded with a smile.
"Ama Shen, once I leave, I don't know when I will come back." Fan Shihao said and took out two books: "The content in these two books is the content of my daily storytelling. Ama Shen, you Keep it as an apology for my sudden farewell."
"When I'm away, it would be good for Grandma Shen to find someone else to take my place, or directly find someone to make rubbings and sell them in books."
Grandma Shen looked at the two books on the table, smiled, shook her head, and pushed them back slightly: "In just over half a month of Mr. Fan's storytelling, our Yingchun Garden has gained a lot."
"Speaking of the book hall, without Mr. Fan, others can't catch up with you even if they tell the same story."
"As for the rubbings being turned into books and sold, Mr. Fan will make more money if he handles them himself."
"I have little contact with these worldly affairs and don't know much about these aspects. I would be very relieved if Aunt Shen is in charge. Of course, the reward will not be small." Fan Shihao replied.
"Really? Mr. Fan actually trusts the slave family so much." Aunt Shen was waiting for Fan Shihao's words. Although she had a good impression of Fan Shihao, she was always a businessman: "Then the slave family had no choice but to agree."
"Thank you Aunt Shen."
"Then it's still 30-70, what do you think, Mr. Fan?" Only with beneficial exchanges can the relationship be stronger, and there will be opportunities to see each other again in the future.
"Very good."
"Mr. Fan, please give me an address so that I can send the profits to you in the future."
"Then send it to the Imperial City."
"Imperial City? Master Fan is from the Fan family in the Imperial City?!" Aunt Shen's delicate body trembled, and she immediately wanted to stand up and salute.
The Fan family of the four major families! No wonder our Qingzhou magistrate is always by his side.
"Grandma Shen doesn't have to be like this." Fan Shihao hurriedly stopped him. He still liked a more normal conversation: "Since we have discussed the story-telling hall with you, I will leave."
"Master Fan, go slowly." Aunt Shen said respectfully.
Looking at Fan Shihao's back, Grandma Shen smiled bitterly, she was still a woman in a dirty place.
"It's beyond my reach."
Back to Song Mansion,
"Master Song." Fan Shihao knocked on the study door.
Song Qingyue's voice came from inside the house: "Here we come."
"Master Hao came to see me specially. Is there something wrong?"
"Actually, I'm here to say goodbye to the head of the Song family."
The light in Song Qingyue's eyes suddenly dimmed a lot: "Where are Mr. Hao going again?"
"I thought it might have been a long time since I came to Qingzhou, so I wanted to go back and have a look." Fan Shihao said.
"So that's it. Mr. Hao, please wait a moment and I'll see you off."
Along the way, the two of them were speechless.
When they reached the city gate, they stopped together in tacit agreement.
"Master Song, you still have business to deal with, just send it here." Fan Shihao looked at Song Qingyue and said.
"Okay then, Mr. Hao, please be more careful on the way ahead, especially when passing through the Warcraft Mountains."
Fan Shihao laughed: "I have been your guard for so long, but you still don't trust me in my strength? I thought it was me who snatched you back from the monster at the beginning, otherwise you might not be able to stand here and talk now."
Song Qingyue said nothing.
Fan Shihao scratched his head in embarrassment. The atmosphere was heavy when he saw this parting, and he wanted to make a joke to liven things up. It seemed that he had already said it. Wouldn't it be better if I didn't add the last sentence?
Just like that, both sides were silent for a moment.
Song Qingyue suddenly raised her head, patted her face with both hands, and breathed softly: "It was also Mr. Hao who saved me when I was in that strange village."
"Hahaha, that seems to be the case. It's time for me to be gone. Please pay attention to your safety. If anything happens, bring more stronger guards."
"Yes." Song Qingyue agreed: "It's just that it's difficult to hire someone like you, Mr. Hao, who has a high level and a small salary."
In this way, I have been here for so long, but I have no understanding of the strength structure of the world here: "Are there very few people in my realm?"
"Actually, it's not that few. It's just that most of them are stationed at the border and guarding the imperial city. There are only a few in other states and counties, such as our Qingzhou. If nothing else, I am the person with the highest cultivation level, and I can only reach the transcendental realm. peak."
So that's it.
"Then what is the highest level of cultivation in our world?" Fan Shihao continued to ask.
"There are places like Zhongtian Shenzhou in this world. I don't know what level the highest level of cultivation has reached. However, the person with the highest level of cultivation in our country is His Majesty Emperor Xinxin, Earth Immortal Xiaocheng."
"Further down are the patriarchs of the four major families and some other important ministers, such as Mr. Hao's father, who has reached the peak of immortality." Song Qingyue told everything she knew.
"I see, thank you so much, Master Song." Fan Shihao nodded understandingly and looked into the distance: "It's time to set off, Master Song, take care."
"Wait a minute, I have one more thing to ask Mr. Hao." Song Qingyue stopped Fan Shihao.
"Master Song, please tell me."
Song Qingyue took out a letter and handed it to Fan Shihao: "Help me give this letter to my father."
"No problem, I will definitely hand it to my uncle personally." Fan Shihao took the letter and put it away.
"Also, give me a message to Her Royal Highness the Third Princess. Just say that I will definitely get along well with her."
Why is this sentence so strange? Were there any conflicts between them before? Fan Shihao was a little confused, but still agreed: "No problem."
"hold on!"
"Master Song, is there anything else you can do?" Fan Shihao took back the foot he just stepped out.
"It's time to say goodbye. I don't know when I'll see you again next time. Why don't you give me a hug before leaving?" Song Qingyue looked at Fan Shihao with a smile.
At this time, it seems that everyone likes to give themselves a hug when they say goodbye. Qin Nanshu also hugged himself last time. I almost misunderstood myself.
Fan Shihao was stunned for a moment, then recalled and smiled: "Come on."
The two embraced each other,
They separated after a moment.
"Have a safe journey, Mr. Hao."
"Um."
[Ding! Main mission, return to the Imperial City. ]
[Difficulty: Hard. ]
[Completion rewards: Lucky Draw chance*3, Last Stand*1, Troopers and Generals*1. ]
The sudden sound in his head shocked Fan Shihao, wasn't it, buddy? I just went home, but in the end, I was directly put into trouble?
Just play, who can play better than you?
It seems that this road is not destined to be smooth sailing.
Fan Shihao immediately concentrated his attention, and Fan Shihao could clearly feel any movement around him.
I thought about the places I would pass on this road. It was impossible for bandits and robbers to appear on the pipeline. Even if there were, I would be sure to escape.
It seems that the section of the road near the Warcraft Mountains still needs the most vigilance.
How about I take a detour? Not going anywhere?
Fan Shihao thought about it for a while and gave up the idea. After all, he was not familiar with other roads. Well, he didn't know at all.
Fan Shihao came to the section of the Warcraft Mountains and used all his strength to perform the Lost Tracking Step. He quickly passed through it smoothly, but he had no intention of stopping and continued to rush towards the imperial city at lightning speed.
As long as I'm fast enough, disaster will always slow me down.
This place is not far from the Imperial City, and with my current level of energy, it is more than enough.
"We're here! We're here!"
Fan Shihao traveled all night and arrived at the imperial city early in the morning.
Stepping into the city gate, Fan Shihao roared excitedly. Seeing this, passers-by took a detour, fearing that this man would suddenly go crazy.
[Ding! The task is completed and rewards begin to be distributed. ]
[Rewards have been distributed. ]
Fan Shihao listened to this wonderful system broadcast, not to mention how beautiful it was.
No, this is a difficult difficulty mission? How come it was completed by me so easily? The demo is not easy for me to handle.
Fan Shihao swaggered to Fan Mansion and knocked on the door.
"Master! Why are you back? And what are you dressed like this?" The servant who opened the door was surprised when he saw Fan Shihao.
"What? Can't I come back? Am I dressed strangely?" Fan Shihao asked doubtfully.
"Of course not, young master, please come in."
Fan Shihao was walking in Fan Mansion, with lanterns and colorful lights everywhere, beaming with joy. Is today a festival? Fan Shihao thought for a while and couldn't think of a reason.
Forget it, first things first!
All the way to Fan Mu's yard, I had to say hello to my parents first, saying that I was back!
"Mom, I'm back."
Hearing the sound, the door opened immediately.
Fan's mother looked at Fan Shihao with confusion.
Fan Shihao looked at the yard, which was also decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and asked: "Mom, is today a festival? Why is our house so festively decorated?"
"Shihao, why are you back? What's the matter with your clothes? Where are you from Nanshu?" Fan's mother did not answer Fan Shihao's questions, but instead raised so many new questions at once.
Fan Shihao was confused. The person who just opened the door for him seemed to have said the same thing,
"Mom, tell me first, what day is today?"
"Shihao, are you sick?" Fan's mother looked at Fan Shihao doubtfully: "Today is the day when you will marry the third princess, Nan Shu!"
"Hurry up and tell mom, you just left to pick up the bride, why are you back? Did Nan Shu pick her up?" Mother Fan asked anxiously.
"What? I'm getting married to the third princess? Didn't I just come back from Qingzhou? Why did it become the day when I got married to the third princess?" Fan Shihao was shocked.
"You just came back from Qingzhou? Didn't you come back from Qingzhou a year ago?"
"It's over. You're actually sick on such an important day. You must let your father know."
Fan's mother grabbed Fan Shihao's wrist, who had not yet recovered from the shock, and pulled him forward.
