The abandoned son of a wealthy family always wants to become a monk and fortune-telling

Bai Xingzhao stood there, thinking calmly for a moment while lowering his eyes.

It seems that things are a little different from what he thought. Yanjiu's behavior seems to have no rules and is not so easy to control.

After thinking about it, Bai Xingzhao took out a card and handed it to Yanjiu. He said with concern:

"Yanjiu, there is some pocket money here. Take it. If you don't have enough, tell me."

Bai Xingzhao was testing whether he could use money to control Yan Jiu.

However, Yanjiu pushed the bank card back: "No, Mr. Shang gave me more. I'm not short of money recently."

Bai Xingzhao's eyes were dark, but in an instant he looked like a gentle elder brother again. He patted Yanjiu on the shoulder, and Bai Xingzhao stopped worrying too much:

"Brother, let's go first. If you need anything, come find me."

Yanjiu looked at Bai Xingzhao's gradually blurring back and couldn't help but brush the shoulder that Bai Xingzhao had just touched with his hand.

The corners of his lips curved into an indifferent arc, and then he went back to the house to sleep.

Yanjiu usually doesn't count more than 10 when he falls asleep. Just when he reached the third number, Shang Jing called:

"If you can't sleep, I'll go sleep with you..."

Yanjiu was slightly annoyed, disturbing his sleep was comparable to murder and arson:

"Don't look for me in the middle of the night from now on. Why are you causing so much trouble at night? Are you not sleeping?"

Shang Jing: "..." Yanjiu is a typical example of someone who only allows state officials to set fires.

I think he slept regularly before, but since his house always had "ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night", he didn't sleep at night.

Why did Yanjiu never reflect on whose fault it was?

……

The next day, Yanjiu, who had returned from traveling, slept for two full days and finally woke up feeling refreshed.

Some consciousness gradually returned.

It seems that Bai Xingzhao was looking for him before...

A few days ago, Bai Xingyuan also said that she wanted to spend the Spring Festival at the beach this year... It seems that she has to work hard.

Yanjiu took a hot shower to clear his thoughts.

He casually put on a blue and white striped sweater and loose light blue jeans.

It doesn’t look solemn, but it’s easy to close the social distance, especially since Yanjiu practiced smiling before going out.

He found that his acting skills really needed to be improved. He always stopped talking mid-stream and his smile was sometimes a little stiff.

I got on the bus and walked around, waking up and sleeping. This was the first time Yanjiu came to Bai's house this year.

When the Bai family's martial attendants saw Yanjiu, they stopped him directly. They still knew that although Yanjiu had the blood of the Bai family, Yanjiu, a member of the Bai family, could not enter casually.

Speaking of which, the last time Yan Jiu came to Bai's house, he was wrongly accused of stealing an ancient map, so Bai Xinglu captured him and tortured him.

Ancient map... Yanjiu smiled knowingly.

It seems that the ancient map was actually stolen by Bei Nan Yao, who wanted to find out the specific location of Kunlun.

Without thinking any more, Yanjiu began to figure out how to deceive the Bai family's martial attendants.

At this time, Bai Xingzhao, who was out on business, drove back, and in the car he also brought Yaohua, who was a guest.

Yaohua and Bai Xingzhao... two foxes hooked up...

Interest flashed in Yanjiu's eyes. He walked to Bai Xingzhao's car and knocked on the window.

The car window rolled down, Yanjiu pinched his throat and called him brother.

Bai Xingzhao was a little surprised by Yanjiu's appearance. Yanjiu really knew how to pick a day and come to jump around when he was talking about something.

Showing a friendly smile to Yanjiu, Bai Xingzhao asked Yanjiu with concern:

"Yanjiu, why are you here?"

Yanjiu looked at Bai Xingzhao, his face full of longing and admiration: "Nothing, I just want to come over and have a chat with my brother."

Bai Xingzhao glanced at Yaohua in confusion, and then discussed with Yanjiu Wen Sheng:

"Yanjiu, there is a coffee shop on the corner of the street. You go there and sit for a while. I will go find you after chatting with my friends."

Yaohua on the side just smiled and remained calm, as if he was watching a show.

Yanjiu flattened his mouth in disappointment: "Okay."

Immediately, Bai Xingzhao put a thick wad of money in Yanjiu's hand and said, "Order something you like to eat."

In an instant, Yanjiu's eyes lit up. He held the money in his hand and took two steps back: "Thank you, brother."

At this time, Bai Xingjian happened to catch up with him when he came back from the company. As soon as he entered the door, he watched Yanjiu take Bai Xingzhao's money and called him brother while talking and laughing.

At the same time, Yanjiu also noticed Bai Xingjian's existence.

Facing Bai Xingjian's gaze, he just raised his chin slightly, let out a disdainful "hum", and walked away very arrogantly.

Bai Xingjian stood there and didn't move for a long time. His face looked a little lonely, but he was thinking in his heart that he had really failed.

Not long after Bai Xingzhao came back, Yanjiu was joking and calling him brother.

He sincerely wanted to pull Yanjiu, but he got a dismissive "Humph".

Not long ago, he had naively thought that his relationship with Yan Jiu had been eased.

At this time, Yaohua and Bai Xingzhao had both gotten out of the car. Bai Xingzhao walked up to Bai Xingjian with concern:

"Brother, what's wrong? You don't look well. Do you want to call the doctor?"

Bai Xingjian said coldly: "No, just entertain the guests." Then he walked away.

When Bai Xingzhao and Yaohua got together, they might talk about ancient and modern times, or they might write poems and rhymes.

But it is more likely to discuss the so-called "career".

Bai Xingjian is not afraid of Bai Xingzhao's ambition. In a big family like the Bai family, it is very common for the king to become king and loser. He has long been mentally prepared.

……

In Bai Xingzhao's study, Yaohua was leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window, casually flipping through a Western classic.

Bai Xingzhao stood aside, grinding coffee slowly.

Yaohua said with a meaningful smile: "I thought monks don't drink coffee, only tea."

Bai Xingzhao handed the coffee to Yaohua, and the Buddhist beads hung on his wrist peacefully and tenderly:

"I am a lay disciple, so I don't have to follow so many rules."

Yaohua's eyes narrowed: "That's why you found me and made friends with me."

Bai Xingzhao didn't mind Yaohua's straightforwardness. He sat back at the desk and copied the Buddhist scriptures. While copying, he said calmly:

"Actually, we are similar in one aspect. We both have a desire for power."

Yaohua was gentle, but spoke without mercy:

"Although we all wear the skin of a gentleman.

There are still some differences. Everyone knows that I am ambitious, and I have never concealed my purpose of coming to Yanyang.

But you are different. Everyone knows that you are a Buddhist who has nothing to do with the world and is dedicated to doing good. "

Bai Xingzhao lowered his eyes slightly and smiled softly: "It's just different paths leading to the same destination."

While speaking, Bai Xingzhao raised his head and looked directly at Yaohua, with undisguised greed and plunder in his eyes.

Because it is wrapped in a layer of compassion, it looks even more terrifying.

Bai Xingzhao sent an invitation to Yaohua:

"Yaohua, do you want to come together? I will help you enter Yanyang. Likewise, you will help me become the master of the Bai family."

Yaohua was silent for a moment, and seemed to be thinking seriously about Bai Xingzhao's proposal. After a while, he smiled and asked Bai Xingzhao:

“We are all people with desires, but desires have no end.

When you really become the master of the Bai family, are you really willing to stop here?

I'm afraid the next step is to think about how to get rid of me. "

Bai Xingzhao continued to write and copy scriptures: "Isn't that what we should consider next? Get the vested interests first, and then everyone will depend on their own abilities."

He raised his eyes and looked at Yaohua: "Master Yaohua, don't you think so too?"

Yaohua raised his coffee cup: "Yes."

When Yaohua got into Bai Xingzhao's car, he and Bai Xingzhao came to Bai's house in full view of everyone.

In fact, he has already made his choice.

There is no need to say much about this, both of them understand it well.