It is still here in Chang'an, the Tang Dynasty, and Lantian County, less than fifty miles away from Chang'an. The Mid-Autumn Night has passed, and the sky gradually turns white.

A rising sun is hidden in the morning glow and is about to rise but not rise. The entire eastern sky is rendered bright and red.

It was early morning at this time, but Niujia Town, Lantian County had become noisy, but there were endless pedestrians in the town, and there were endless buses outside the town, including merchants coming to purchase goods, people coming to deliver goods, merchants coming from the Western Regions, and dealers coming from the Liaodong grasslands.

Niujia Town has become a well-known commercial distribution center. It has expanded ten miles in ten years. Now even Lantian County is included, and several major industries have supported hundreds of thousands of people who make a living.

There were white dew, wet clothes, merchants who came from afar were wiping their faces with cloth towels, and merchants who stayed overnight inn were washing with washbasins.

A group of pedestrians with blue eyes and high noses suddenly appeared outside Niujia Town. The pedestrians mixed with Han people seemed abrupt. However, what is strange is that the people of Niujia Town did not show any surprise at all. There were only some shops with their noses covered with one hand and waved their other hand. They said in disgust: "Go away, go away, go away, the smell on their bodies will be so scented. Go there and set up a stall. There is no right at the door of our house."

It turned out that these blue-eyed and high-nose pedestrians were all bearded and had already started to make a living in Lantian County a few years ago.

Unfortunately, they do not have goods for sale like other Western merchants, nor can they dance fiercely like the charming beards. These beards seem to be coming farther away...

They have no other means of making a living except for using a small card to help people tell fortunes.

They devoutly called this kind of fortune-telling small card card, but unfortunately the people of the Tang Dynasty did not believe this. The business of this group of blue-eyed and high-necked beards was very poor.

But strangely, they were not depressed. For many years, they insisted on making a living in the town. They neither went to the more prosperous Chang'an nor wanted to leave here to return to their hometown. Every time they had no business for several days, these beards would sell their coolies to earn some money.

After they were full, they would find a street to lay the exotic carpet on it, and then take out exquisite tarot cards with devout look on their faces, quietly waiting for someone to come and calculate.

Unfortunately, their calculations were really not accurate. In the first few years, some people were greedy for strange things, so they came to visit. However, in recent years, the business of these beards has become worse and worse, and few people have come to them now.

There are a lot of people who watch jokes.

For example, Liu San in the town is like this. He would wait for the group of beards to appear every day, then laugh and mock him twice, and then he would pull the merchants passing by occasionally and say a few words.

Liu San always speaks with confidence. He often says to others, saying, "Did you see this? The stalls there are a group of scammers who tell fortunes with small cards all day long, but they never do it after calculating..."

Then his old partner would suddenly jump out of the side and laughed and said, "Ahhaha, look, they started to set up carpets and stalls again. I remember when they set up stalls, the carpet was so exquisite that it was not like a human being. Now, look at it, black paint is as ugly as a piece of rag..."

With the existence of these two generals, the fortune-telling business of beards is even worse. What’s strange is that these beards always do not refute or explain. They come every day in the morning sun and leave lonely in the sunset every night.

They were very poor and could not afford to live in the cheapest inn in Niujia Town. The people of Niujia Town knew that these beards had fallen into a small valley outside the town.

Niujia Town is becoming more and more prosperous. The shops in the town have already smelled of every inch of land. These beards came early in the morning with morning dew, but they didn't find a stall for half an hour.

No matter which shop they go to, they will always be waved and scolded and left. The bearded people will not pray or refute, but will only continue to look forward with great loneliness.

Unfortunately, I still couldn't find it!

The bearded people have very thin figures and are wrapped tightly. Whether in spring, autumn, winter, summer, they always carry the hood attached to their clothes. The people of Niujia Town once wanted to lift it up, but they caused the bearded people to fight to the death.

These beards are very cowardly and rarely resist anything, but there is only one thing they resist fiercely, that is, no one is allowed to lift their hood.

Today, they did not find a place to set up a stall. The beards were obviously very lonely, but they still unwilling to continue searching.

At this moment, a rising sun in the east finally broke through the clouds, and the sky and the earth suddenly shone brightly, and thousands of golden lights filled the heaven and earth.

The thinnest-shaped leader in his beard slowly turned his head, his faint blue eyes staring at the rising sun, his bright big eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly sighed lonely.

"The West is already desperate, and the last hope is only here. However, my teacher, Aya has not found the hope you said. I also dare not open my hood in the East..."

The voice of Aya sighing was a woman.

She let out a lonely sound again and walked slowly towards a corner of the street. There was a very narrow open space. Next to the open space was a stinking ditch with sewage flowing. There should be no one driving this place. She decided to let the tribesmen set up stalls here today.

There is indeed no one to drive this place away, but no one will come here too. When pedestrians pass by the streets, they will hide and walk quickly. The smell in the stinky ditch is more scent than the beards.

Aya laid out the carpet lonely and then knelt on the ground with a pious face. She knew that no one would come, but she still looked at the street with longing.

Perhaps it was her piety that moved the gods in the east, and today two distinguished guests came to Aya's stall.

This is a real distinguished guest, because Aya knows these two people. Although the other party may not necessarily recognize him, Aya has known these two people early on.

These two people are a man and a woman. The man is the mayor of Niujia Town and the economic official of Niujia Town. Aya has also heard that the female economic official of Niujia Town is extremely powerful in the backstage. His adoptive father was the former King Zhao of Xifu. Oh, now he is no longer the King Zhao of Xifu. I heard that the prince has established his own powerful empire and is now the emperor.

The visitor was a joyful thing, but Aya didn't feel much fluctuating in her heart. She just bowed respectfully, and then asked very quietly and politely: "Do you two distinguished guests want to divine?"

It has been several years since she arrived in this land. Aya’s Chinese is very upright. After she saluted, she took out her tarot card without caring about whether the other party agreed or not.

"It's interesting, it's really interesting..." The woman opposite smiled casually and said with a strange saying: "You should have heard of my name, but you dare to calculate a tarot card for me?"

Aya was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't understand what she meant.

The woman opposite was Tian Xiu'er, and Li Chunfeng, who was named by Taoist Yuan Tiangang, was also named as a closed disciple. She suddenly bent down and squatted in front of Aya's stall, chuckled and said, "You have been in Niujia Town for eight years. Actually, I have followed you eight years ago. You have been in the hinterland of my Tang Dynasty for so long, you should know that this girl is a child of the Taoist family in the Central Plains..."

The words were made clear, and it was useless to cover them up. Aya nodded respectfully, then bowed again, and replied softly: "You are right. Your Highness, the noble titled Princess, Aya does know your identity and knows that you are the new white lotus of Taoism in the Central Plains!"

This made Tian Xiuer slightly stunned, and she couldn't help but say curiously: "Since you know that I am a Taoist Bailou, how dare you continue to talk about fortune telling in front of me?"

Taoism has red flowers, white lotus roots, and green lotus leaves. The red flowers are as beautiful as blood, representing battles and killing. Therefore, the red flowers are the protectors of the Central Plains, such as the Ziyang Zhenren at that time, and now Han Yue and Xu Buyan.

White lotus is hidden in the mud and has insight into the secrets of heaven and everything. Therefore, white lotus represents the study of Taoist sect calculations, and studies all about exhausting the principles of heaven and earth. The previous generation of Taoist sect was Yuan Tiangang, and this generation of white lotus was Tian Xiu'er.

As for the green lotus leaves, it is easier to understand. It is the medical way of Taoism. There are many representative figures in all dynasties, such as Bian Que and Zhang Zhongjing. The previous generation of Taoism green lotus leaves were the miracle doctor Sun Simiao. Now they are almost eighty years old, but they have not found their closed disciples.

It is said that the old man was very impatient. Not long ago, he traveled thousands of miles to Lingnan. He found his nephew, Emperor Zhaowu of the Huaxia Empire, and asked Han Yue to help him find an apprentice.

Tian Xiu'er knelt on the ground like Aya, as if she didn't care about the dirty ditches next to her. Behind her was Niu Laosan, the mayor of Niujia Town, and when she saw her wife kneeling on the ground, she also wanted to learn to do it.

However, Tian Xiu'er turned around and scolded coldly, and said with a look of regret: "This is a matter of learning people. You are not smart enough. The pressure of shipping in the Liuli Sintering Factory these days is very high. If you have nothing to do, you can go there to do dispatch..."

Niu Laosan was scolded for being so bloody, but his face did not show any anger. Instead, he smiled and stood up, with a simple face, saying, "My lady is talking about it. I really want to go to Liuli Factory to take a look. There are also cement factory, brick kiln, and jade processing factory. Oh, there are so many things. I'll leave. I'll leave. My wife is here to study hard. Let me do things in the town..."

As he said that, he walked with his feet, and in a blink of an eye, the shooting star disappeared at the end of the street.

Neither Tian Xiu'er nor Aya paid attention to Niu Laosan's departure. The two still knelt on the ground and looked at each other. After a long time, Tian Xiu'er suddenly smiled slowly and said meaningfully: "As a woman, she covers her face under a scarf all day long. It's a pity for you. Don't Western people love beauty? But how do I remember my adoptive father once said that Western women prefer to show their faces more than Eastern women?"

He stopped here, suddenly leaned forward slightly, staring straight into Aya's eyes, and said solemnly: "If I guessed well, you should be very beautiful. Why should you cover up your face? No one in the Tang Dynasty dared to bully men and dominate women..."

He stopped again when he said this, suddenly pointed at his face and said with a smile: "Look at me again. This girl is not actually pretty, but I have to clean up my face every day so that I can see my face at all times!"

Aya was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and smiled bitterly. Her face was still hidden under her hood and face towel. She suddenly looked up at the rising sun in the east and said extremely lonely: "We are used to covering up, not used to taking down our face towel."

Tian Xiu'er was a little curious and couldn't help asking, "Why is that?"

Aya spoke with bitterness, and it took her a long time to whisper: "Because I'm afraid of death..."

This time it was Tian Xiu'er's turn to be stunned.

Aya looked at her with a faint look, and her tone suddenly became a little envious, and she whispered: "Dear Princess Princess, you should be glad that you have an extremely powerful adoptive father. His open wings can cover the sky, so no storm can blow you, and we are not allowed. Not to mention the weather like storm, even raindrops as thin as cows will wet your clothes."

These words were explicitly talking about the weather, but in fact they were talking about people's hearts in secret. Tian Xiu'er nodded thoughtfully and suddenly said, "So, are you in danger of your life in the West?"

Aya suddenly became excited and explained loudly: "We are not afraid of life. Even if we are burned to death on the stake, we still retain the piety of faith. What we are afraid of is the loss of knowledge, and what we are afraid of is the loss of dreams. My teacher told me that when you go to the East, you can continue your faith by going to the East. In this land of the East, all the ideas of schools of thought can survive..."

He suddenly stopped abruptly and said in a panic: "So we came to the East thousands of miles away, but found that what the teacher was talking about was a few hundred years ago, which was the Spring and Autumn Period and Warring States Period of your Han people. Only then did the ideas of a hundred schools of thought resonate with each other."

She suddenly had tears in her eyes, and she grabbed the exquisite tarot cards on the ground and said loudly: "Great Princess, do you really think we can't let go of tarot cards? The reason why we insist on using it every day is that we want to use this tool to make money. In fact, it is to remind ourselves not to forget our origin. The land of the Tang Dynasty is too beautiful and the people's lives are too rich. If we cannot remind ourselves with tarot cards at all times, we may be influenced by the culture of the Tang Dynasty and forget our origin. This is a very terrifying thing, more terrifying than being tied to the stake..."

This tone was very excited, which led to the words being a little verbose. However, Tian Xiu'er was solemn and saluted solemnly: "Today I know that what the adoptive father said is right. There are respectable people in the east and west. You have traveled thousands of miles away. I, Tian Xiu'er, want to apologize here. I'm sorry, I have been paying attention to you for eight years, but I have never extended a helping hand. I'm sorry, this is not respect for knowledge. If my adoptive father knew about this, he would definitely be disappointed in my actions."

Tian Xiu'er's speech was not adopted, but instead learned from Aya to use vernacular language similar to Western. Although it sounds a bit verbose and not as exquisite as Chinese, doing so can make Aya feel the respect in her words to the greatest extent.

Tears obviously overflowed in her eyes. She held her tarot card tightly with her hands. She held the tarot card in her chest and muttered to herself: "Only the East can continue my dreams. Unfortunately, I have only seen one in eight years. This is no longer the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period where a hundred schools of thought contend. Thank you, dear Princess, your encouragement is very timely, so that the light of hope that I am about to extinguish will no longer shake..."

However, it just stopped shaking!

Aya didn't know how long she could last, and how long her companions could last.

Tian Xiu'er suddenly reached into her arms, and then took out a letter solemnly. She opened the letter and handed it forward. Zhan Yan smiled and said, "Look, my adopted father wrote the letter, invite you to Lingnan, where he wants to build a larger research institute..."

Aya was stunned for a moment, and after a long time of reaction, he exclaimed: "King Zhao of the Western Palace...oh, no, Emperor Zhaowu of the Chinese Empire?"

She was in a very upset mood and reached out to grab the letter, but saw a pen on it, writing a line of poem: Don’t say that it is difficult to live in Lingnan, and watching fish is better than the Danube. There is no stake in the east, and I love to learn deeply.

Aya exclaimed again, attracting her partner to panic. Aya pointed at the letter with trembling hands, and said with shock: "You can read this poem, this is our text..."

The bearded men looked shocked and stared at the letter.
Chapter completed!