The Divine Eye for Appreciating Treasures: Starting from Escape from Northern Myanmar

At night, the moonlight is like water, gently sprinkling on the quiet path, covering this classical and elegant courtyard with a layer of soft silver gauze.

Zhang Fan and the members of the Classical Beauty Family had just enjoyed a sumptuous dinner, and the laughter was full of warmth and harmony.

After the meal, Zhang Fan was led to the backyard, which was the little world where the classical beauty lived. Every corner of the place exuded an antique atmosphere, as if time had quietly flowed back here, returning to the elegant ancient times.

The moment he stepped into the courtyard, Zhang Fan's eyes lit up.

In the courtyard, oil lamps emit a warm and dim light, echoing the stars in the sky and adding a touch of warmth and romance to this quiet space.

The air is filled with the faint fragrance of flowers and the freshness of wood, which makes people feel relaxed and happy, as if all the worries have disappeared at this moment.

Going deeper along the winding path, Zhang Fan saw the classical beauty and her mother sitting beside a quaint stone table. Their figures looked particularly soft under the light.

They talked in low voices, with bursts of laughter emanating from time to time. The intimate atmosphere made people feel envious involuntarily.

The mother of a classical beauty, a woman with lingering charm and elegant temperament, her eyes are full of love and pride for her daughter.

When Zhang Fan's footsteps sounded lightly, the woman noticed it keenly.

She tilted her head slightly, her eyes fell gently on Zhang Fan, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, which showed a kind of calmness and indifference after experiencing the vicissitudes of life.

Then, she stood up gently, her movements showing elegance, and said softly: "You should rest, it is late at night, and may you have sweet dreams." After that, she slowly left, leaving Zhang Fan and the classical beauty with a peaceful and beautiful night.

Zhang Fan watched the woman slowly walk out of the room. Her back was elongated in the light of the oil lamp, appearing both warm and with a hint of barely perceptible loneliness.

He withdrew his gaze and began to look at the room carefully.

This place really gives people an ancient and natural feeling, as if walking into a sea of ​​books.

There are several ink paintings hanging on the wall, with delicate brushstrokes and profound artistic conception; the bookshelves are filled with thread-bound ancient books, exuding a faint scent of books.

All of this speaks of the owner's elegant taste and profound knowledge. It goes without saying that this classical beauty is indeed a talented woman.

Just as Zhang Fan was immersed in the tranquility and the fragrance of books, the classical beauty suddenly looked over at him. There was a complex light flashing in her eyes, which was both shy and expectant.

She said softly, "My mother just told me that the family wants to arrange a few more women to be with you. You are also short of concubines. They are all carefully selected from the family. They are the best in terms of appearance and talent."

Hearing this, Zhang Fan couldn't help but be a little stunned.

Arrange a few concubines for himself? This was simply unimaginable in the era he lived in.

Zhang Fan couldn't help but mutter in his heart: How can the men there marry so many? Can they handle it? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh and cry.

He looked at the classical beauty, trying to find the answer from her eyes, but found that her eyes were also full of confusion and helplessness.

"It's probably because they see that we don't have a child yet, so they want the Zhang family to postpone it."

The classical beauty said.

No offspring? They haven't reached that stage yet.

More anxious than others at home?

"Go to bed early. You have important things to do when you go back tomorrow."

The classical beauty said nothing.

Zhang Fan nodded and saw several beautiful women walking around outside. He was curious and wanted to take a look inside.

Zhang Fan walked over and lay down directly on the wooden bed beside him. The bed here was not as comfortable as the ones outside.

The classical beauty also saw her cousins ​​outside. They all envied her, envied that she could marry into a foreign family, and that the other party’s family was so special, and that she was not a concubine.

Being the principal wife of a wealthy family is every woman's dream.

They are naturally jealous. Why is it them and not them? How are they worse than themselves?

Being the principal wife is not easy. One has to endure the different ways of bullying from the man next to him. It is not something that can be done simply by lying down.

Now she walked over, drew the curtain, and lay aside. She clearly felt a pair of large hands reaching out to her and her dress being slowly lifted up.

The classical beauty closed her eyes, a big hand reached out and covered her lips, and then the wooden bed began to make a slightly different sound.

He is really full of energy, shouldn't he fall asleep as soon as he falls down?

How could he still have the energy to do all this? If his lips hadn't been covered, he would probably have lost control and made some painful sounds this time.

In fact, I am not so resistant now. After seeing my lover getting married with another woman, I am not so resistant anymore.

Slowly the rhythm inside began to speed up, and I don’t know how long it took before it quieted down.

The next day, the morning sun gently shone on the family's door, covering the ancient mansion with a golden coat.

A large group of people gathered here and watched the two people slowly leave.

There was curiosity and confusion in their eyes. After all, the proposal put forward by the family last night was rejected, which was undoubtedly an unexpected result for them.

On one side of the crowd stood several young women. They were all dressed quite elegantly, but there was an undisguised malice in their eyes.

Their eyes were fixed on the two people who were about to leave, especially the woman, as if they wanted to remember her firmly.

"That cousin must have been afraid that her seat would be taken away, so she helped to speak up." One of the women whispered. Although her voice was small, it was full of resentment. "Otherwise, how could we not be able to follow him out?"

Several other women echoed this, and their words were filled with dissatisfaction and jealousy towards the cousin.

They originally thought that they could rely on the power of their family to become concubines of those two men and live a life of wealth and glory from then on.

However, now, all of this has come to nothing, and they are naturally unwilling to accept it.

The classical beauties seemed to have heard what the group of people behind them said, but they did not take it seriously. They only saw their own glamour and beauty, but not what was behind it.

Didn't you see that I was so tired today? Do they know why I was so tired?

"I may be able to help you understand the first part of the Vajra Sutra of Tantra."

Zhang Fan was stunned by the words of the classical beauty. She? Comprehending the Diamond Sutra?

That thing is not for women to practice, how can she comprehend it? I haven't seen her believe in Buddhism?

But since she is interested, I can give her the first part to try. Anyway, I have no way to comprehend it now.

Next, we need to consider how to get to Phoenix.

There must be a big conspiracy against me.