At dusk, Gu Qingshu walked into this forgotten old house with a few old ancient books in his arms.
The house is a legacy left by his uncle, whom he has never met. It is said that his uncle is a weirdo who is obsessed with collecting antiquities. Now that Gu Qingshu failed in the imperial examination and was running out of money, he had to stay here temporarily to sort out his uncle's belongings and see if there were any valuable items that could be exchanged for some silver.
The house is deep and the grass is knee-deep. Pushing open the creaking wooden door, dust rustled down. The room was dark, and a mountain of books, scrolls, various wooden boxes and utensils could be vaguely seen.
The plot is exciting and beautiful!
It's so beautiful. Come on, writer.
Not bad, come on