Mingxin Square, located near Tanyang Xingyuan, was contracted by Yaoyuan Book Club to hold the five-day exchange meeting.

During the five days, young ladies of all sizes, both inside and outside the city, would gather here to exchange old books, ancient books and miscellaneous items.

Such gatherings also attracted many booksellers and collectors, as well as young men and women who wanted to cling to power.

Under the influence of layers of relationships, connections, favors, and money, there were many handsome men and beauties who were not qualified to participate in this exchange meeting.

Likewise, the beautiful scenery also attracts a larger circle of dandies and the like.

The increase in the number of people made this exchange meeting even larger.

As a result, the influence of the Yaoyuan Book Club has expanded again and again.

“My great spirit loves all kinds of gatherings from top to bottom.

Cocktail party, tea party, dance party, music party, moving party, farewell party, party on a good day, party before study tour, party after study tour... In addition, there are birthday party, apology party, drama party, harvest party

meeting...."

Beside Mingxin Square, there are rows of long houses.

Sun Chaoyue was leading people to inspect various situations in which the servants were preparing for the exchange meeting.

Drinks and food, reception staff, security patrols, external contacts, all these cannot allow for any mistakes.

You know, so many people gathered together, and many of them came from wealthy families.

Even Sun Chaoyue did not dare to despise the strength they gathered.

She was currently wearing an aqua blue dress, with her sleeveless upper body revealing lotus-white arms, and her legs also exposing less than half of her thighs.

The bright red silk and gold silk belt bound her waist slim and light.

Her long hair reaches her waist, and she only wears a purple jade forehead ornament on her forehead.

As you move around, the colorful beads hanging on the hem of the dress reflect the sunlight, making it eye-catching.

At this time, she was patrolling and talking to a handsome young man next to her.

The young man is wearing a white shirt, with black jade hanging from his waist, and a Tai Chi black and white yin and yang fish tattoo on his cuffs.

His face is handsome, his eyes are clear, and his complexion is fairer and more delicate than that of a woman.

This person's name is Zhong Yuran, and he is the son of the master of Tianxuan Palace of Zhenyi Sect. He has already entered the fourth rank at the age of twenty-four. In the entire Tanyang City, he is only slightly weaker than Sun Chaoyue.

"As the saying goes, the Lingting Palace likes gatherings, and we will naturally follow suit. Why does Chaoyue suddenly mention this?"

"It's just... In the past few days, I have had to attend six meetings in five days, and I am really tired." Sun Chaoyue frowned slightly, "I didn't want to go, but I had to go."

"In life, you have to be busy with these trivial matters. Even the Governor of the state, a person with such a high position as my master, is still not exempt from the vulgarity." Zhong Yuran nodded.

"Since you are tired, how about I accompany you to Fucheng to relax after a while?" He said softly.

"Forget it. We can't delay your current practice." Sun Chaoyue shook his head gently.

The two of them walked to a corner, where several people were sorting out volumes.

The names were recorded one by one, indicating the candidates for this meeting.

"Put the real participants aside, put the invitees aside. List the outsiders separately."

A man who looks like a supervisor directs several people to work

Seeing Sun Chaoyue approaching, the man stepped forward and bowed.

"Sun Li has met the eldest lady."

"How is it?" Sun Chaoyue asked casually.

"Everything has been arranged. We are just re-checking the list information and background of some participants. The order of positions cannot be misaligned." Sun Li replied respectfully.

The reflection of status must be reflected even in this exchange meeting.

Otherwise, weak people will be restless if they are placed in high positions.

A strong person will feel dissatisfied if he is placed in a low position.

At that time, people will definitely be offended.

"Show me the list." Sun Chaoyue reached for the list and scanned it from top to bottom.

"Xie Zhanfei's position has been lowered. He has officially received the admission permit from Ningde Academy three days ago. The position will be increased by three seats."

"yes."

"Xun Nuo's position has increased. This person just relied on the power of the Xu family to lower his position by five seats."

"Lin Qixiao...?" Sun Chaoyue pondered for a moment, "If you move down three seats, she is already disabled. Even if she recovers from her injuries, she will not be able to practice martial arts. Also, this person has a bad character and I don't like her."

"...In this way, that day at the Lin family in Xuan Palace..." Sun Li asked in a low voice.

"Whoever has a problem, come to me." Sun Chaoyue said calmly.

"yes."

Sun Chaoyue continued to look down and fine-tuned the positions of the candidates one by one.

Not long after, she saw the name of a person she cared about.

"Zhang Ying..." Thinking of Li Huoyun's bottle of Shenmi Incense, she pursed her lips, "Adjust it to the position closest to the sisters in the book club."

"Zhang Ying, I heard my uncle mention it. In the case of the Zhuyue Knife, it was mainly him who got the knife back in the end. This man is brave and resourceful, and he should have been promoted by now."

Zhong Yuran on the side said, with a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes.

"Then we'll move him up two positions." Sun Chaoyue nodded.

She didn't care much about Zhong Yuran's comments.

Zhang Ying, a third-grade petty official, no matter how courageous and resourceful he is, can he, a third-grade official, get involved in a life-and-death battle involving a ninth-grade fugitive and an eighth-grade envoy?

Just think about it and you'll know there's a problem.

In front of the eighth grade, the third grade is really the result of killing with one blow.

So this promotion seems to be obvious to anyone with a discerning eye. It is because of the support of the Li family.

Without the efforts of the Li family and giving him a share of the credit, this person would never have been promoted again in such a short period of time.

Of course, she didn't bother to talk about these things with her friends. She knew Zhong Yuran's temperament, and once they disagreed, they would get into serious arguments.

So really tired.

"Next, Han Yuchun, move up two positions. Huo Liang, move down ten positions. This person is a habitual braggart..."

She confirmed the seats one by one, and Zhong Yuran stood by, chiming in with comments from time to time.

the other side.

The carriages of Zhang Rongfang and Li Huoyun finally arrived in front of Mingxinchang.

After handing the invitation to the guard guarding the gate, the two got off the carriage and stepped into the venue.

There are neat rows and rows of tables and chairs in the venue, and some tables and chairs are already occupied by people.

Some books of different heights were piled on the table, and people sat behind them, waiting to exchange them.

Just like those regular used book markets in Zhang Rongfang's previous life.

"Let's go inside first. There's an auction." Li Huoyun pulled him all the way inside.

Passing through rows of tables and chairs, there is a larger open-air courtyard. Gu Oak

The difference here is that the tables and chairs are much larger than those outside.

There were maids and servants sitting on the seats.

And in the wooden huts at the very back is the real owner.

The real master rested in a single cabin, separated by a bead curtain, and was helped by servants and maids outside.

Li Huoyun took Zhang Rongfang to his seat and sat down.

"Brother Zhang, I'm going to my place. You can take it easy and don't come over here to buy books." He pointedly said.

"Go, go, I understand." Zhang Rongfang was speechless.

After he sat down, he looked around. On his left was a beautiful young woman in dark green clothes. She was slowly practicing calligraphy with a brush in her hand.

On the right is a tall man with a face like a crown jade, dressed in blue, with long hair tied up with a Ruyi jade hairpin. He is carefully sorting through the stacks of old books he brought.

Now it seems that this place is divided into two fields: inner and outer.

The outfield is of a lower grade, while the infield is for young ladies.

People with higher status have their own private rooms.

Those at a lower level sell books by themselves in front of their seats.

Of course, it is also possible that some people like to come on their own, while others don't want to show up.

Not long after, a gong sounded.

A group of people came out from one corner, carrying something on a silver tray.
To be continued...