The best county magistrate

On the way back to Qingshui County, Yang Xuanchen and Fu Chuan rode in the same carriage.

The content of the conversation between the two was basically about the eldest princess Zhao Xue.

Just one day later, the team returned to Qingshui County.

Yang Xuanchen had a gloomy face as soon as he entered the Yamen. Xiaolian couldn't help but frown, "Master, what's wrong?"

He was worried, what if the eldest princess really disappeared in Qingshui County, or died...

bah bah bah!

It shouldn't be possible to die. Princesses usually have escorts when traveling, and this is considered a private visit incognito, so it is more concealed.

I guess I thought it was fun, so I stayed a few more days and forgot about the wedding.

Ah!

That's it, it must be right.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuanchen raised his head and met Xiaolian's questioning eyes, "Lian'er, what did you say?"

Xiaolian pouted her lips, looking unhappy, "You don't listen to me, huh!"

After humming, he left without stopping at all.

Yang Xuanchen had no choice but to call for Wei Junzhi and Zhang Biao. He wanted to ask if there was any sign of the princess's activities in Qingshui County in the past few days.

I paced back and forth in the back hall, thinking about the various possibilities for the eldest princess, and I didn't see the two of them coming for a long time.

Distraught, he left the Yamen alone to look for clues.

For a county, Qingshui County is currently very large.

The streets and alleys were bustling with activity, with countless performers, merchants, and hawkers. The intersection of Menghua Street and Xiquan Street was once again crowded with people today.

A banner fluttered in the wind, with a bright yellow bottom and the word "success" written on it.

Under the guise sat a Taoist priest with an immortal style, and opposite him stood Zhang Biao, who was tall and thick.

"The old Taoist only calculates nine hexagrams in a day. One more hexagram does not count, and one less hexagram does not count."

"You are the ninth hexagram today, and it is also the last hexagram. I see that your hall has turned dark recently, and I am afraid that there will be a bloody disaster..."

Having said this, the Taoist priest lowered his head, wrote the word "pretend" on the white paper on the case and gave it to Zhang Biao.

"Sir, the word "pretend" has a lot of meanings. You can understand it as pretending to be stupid and acting stupid, or you can understand it as pretending to be crazy and acting stupid."

"As for what happens, you have to see what happens at that time."

Zhang Biao laughed, but did not accept the message from the Taoist Master, "I, Zhang Biao, am not afraid of anything, even if it is a bloody disaster, so what?"

His bold words made the Taoist priest shake his head for a while, "It's okay if Mr. Cha doesn't believe it, then it's just a waste of time for a seasoned Taoist."

"Tell me, what do you want to count?"

After saying this, the Taoist Master's aura changed, and a cold aura emerged spontaneously.

Even Zhang Biao, who was born with supernatural power, couldn't help but squint his eyes. This old Taoist priest has two brushes. It seems that the villagers' words these days can be trusted to a certain extent.

"Taoist Priest, how do you measure this? Just give me a clue."

Seeing that Zhang Biao didn't quite understand, the Taoist priest explained it to him again.

He laughed a few times, and then said: "Let's take a calligraphy test."

The Taoist priest's eyes flashed, and he pointed at the white paper on the table, "Please!"

Zhang Biao's handwriting is not pretty, but he writes neatly. He wrote the word "lord" on the paper in just a few breaths.

"The word "lord" is three long and two short...well..." The Taoist priest raised his head and glanced at Zhang Biao, and then said: "You are so brave."

So he didn't say anything and just put away the stall.

Zhang Biao stared blankly for a moment, then grabbed the Taoist priest's arm, "Taoist priest, you only said one sentence to me, about ten words, but I didn't understand it."

"You can't just leave like this. What are you talking about? What are you so brave about?"

"I understand if you don't explain! You are not allowed to leave, or if you set up a stall again tomorrow, I will ban you!"

When the Taoist Master heard what he said, he was so angry that his beard stood up, "You reckless man, I have said enough, and if you say anything more, you will reveal the secret!"

While the two were arguing, Yang Xuanchen squeezed through the crowd and shouted: "Zhang Biao! What are you doing!"

"How many times have I told you not to use brute force against the folks! The folks are our parents, and we should treat the folks like we treat our own parents."

"Let go!"

When the people who were watching saw the master coming, they didn't make a fuss. Everyone was saying that the Taoist priest had not figured it out for Zhang Biao.

Yang Xuanchen laughed, this time he blamed Zhang Biao wrongly.

He bowed his hands to the Taoist Priest and said with a smile: "Taoist Priest, don't blame my subordinates. He is more powerful and some people are more reckless."

Upon hearing this, the Taoist Master turned to look at Yang Xuanchen, his eyes narrowed and he stopped struggling.

He has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, red lips and white teeth, and a righteous face.

The eyebrows are slightly protruding, and there is a faint dragon-like aura entwined in them. Hearing his voice and looking at him, he has a graceful and extraordinary demeanor.

With just this indifferent glance, the Taoist priest immediately thought of his senior brother's criticism.

When the turbid star comes into the world, there will be no chaos, and the hidden dragon will finally build its flames in the abyss.

The dragon's chant in the sky goes against time and space, and the crape myrtle comes to the world to determine the universe.

"Your Excellency, is this Qingshui County Magistrate Yang Xuanchen?" the Taoist priest exclaimed.

While the Taoist priest was looking at Yang Xuanchen, he was also looking at the Taoist priest.

With an extraordinary bearing and an air of immortality all over his body, this Taoist Priest is definitely not an ordinary charlatan.

"I'm the one who dares to ask you the name of the chief?"

"Tianyouzi!"

I blanch?

This slogan is very popular. I don’t think I have heard these three words Tian Youzi before.

Yang Xuanchen held his hand again, "Where did Taoist Tianyouzi come from, and where do you want to go?"

Seeing that the county magistrate in front of him was relatively kind, Tian Youzi agreed.

"The old Taoist is a man from the mountains and has no fixed abode. I lost my way this time. I was passing through your county and wanted to use my calculation skills to earn some money."

Yang Xuanchen bowed solemnly to Tian Youzi, "Taoist Master, please calculate how much silver you can get at one time? I wonder if you can count it for me too?"

Tian Youzi looked at it carefully again, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and his hands involuntarily groped from Yang Xuanchen's head to his waist.

Zhang Biao thought he was going to kill his third brother, so he grabbed his hands and shouted: "Old man, what are you touching?"

"Second brother, please don't be rude. The Taoist priest is not a bad person at first glance."

After Yang Xuanchen said this, he still looked at Tian Youzi with a smile on his face, "Taoist Priest, do you have to touch up and down to tell your fortune?"

"If the other person is a woman, would you touch her too?"

Tian Youzi straightened his face and suddenly became serious, "You are different from others. Your natal chart is very strange. I have never seen anyone like you before!"

His words attracted Yang Xuanchen's great attention. What is a strange horoscope? Is it because I am a time traveler?

"Taoist Priest, there are so many people here, why don't you choose a quiet place and invite Taoist Priest to have tea and take a closer look?"

Tian Youzi stroked his beard and put on a smile, "Just as Mr. Yang wants."

After the three people left, the people naturally dispersed. Soon, in the private room of Youpeng Pavilion, the waiter served some refreshments for the three of them.

After taking a sip of tea, Tianyouzi raised the topic, "Does Mr. Yang know that Zhuo Xing has come to this world?"

The hand holding the cup trembled because of his words, and Yang Xuanchen suppressed the shock in his heart and put down the cup.

His eyes were staring at Tianyouzi in front of him.

A surge of momentum rose from him, making Zhang Biao feel uncomfortable, but Tian Youzi was stroking his beard and smiling unabated.

"Second brother, go find Lao Wei and tell him that I have something to ask him."

Zhang Biao patted him on the shoulder and replied: "Third brother, please pay attention to yourself. I'll be right back."

Before leaving, he didn't forget to give Yang Xuanchen a secret signal, asking him to call if anything happened.

"Taoist Priest, it's just you and me here. Let's open the skylight and speak frankly."

"who are you?"

The sharp eyes and aggressive tone still did not change Tianyouzi's behavior.

Yang Xuanchen couldn't help but feel a very uncomfortable feeling in his heart. Could it be that the Taoist priest in front of him was at the same level as Wang Tieshan?

"Don't be so nervous. I don't mean any harm."

Tian Youzi smiled and continued: "Master Yang must know that criticism."

"I just want to ask Mr. Yang, how much do you know about your own life?"