For Wang Xingfu, seeing the abbot of Gaochang Temple open the door was like catching sight of hope.
Perhaps it was the pain of kneeling for so long, but more likely it was his excitement. With tears in his eyes and his voice trembling slightly, Wang Xingfu pleaded again.
"Master Golden Light, I am willing to donate ten thousand taels of silver and renovate the temple anew. Please save my son, Master. Save my household!"
"Please rise, benefactor. I agree to go to Pingzhou and take a look!"
At the old monk's words, Wang Xingfu and the servants beside him were instantly overcome with excitement.
"Thank you, Master! Thank you-hss!"
They had knelt for so long that they could no longer stand. Monks immediately came over to help them to their feet-
The morning sunlight illuminated Pingzhou City. Many ferries on the Zhuoyang River had begun carrying passengers across, and Yi Shuyuan entered the city with his goods slung from a shoulder pole.
Although the chief examiner was still temporarily staying at the Pingzhou government offices because of his injured muscles and bones, the Imperial Examination was over, and the Examination Hall had settled into quiet for the time being.
Even so, the area around the Examination Hall remained the place with the richest literary and artistic atmosphere in all of Pingzhou City. Beyond ordinary writing supplies, all manner of things related to music, chess, calligraphy, and painting could easily be found here.
Yi Shuyuan had arrived fairly early. The shops along the street were either still closed or just opening, while he had already set up his bookstall in its usual spot and laid out the books one by one.
"Meow~~"
Hui Mian lay lazily on the ground, without the slightest intention of helping. *I'm only a cat. What