embroidery

When I used to sell embroidery at a stall on the street, I was next to a fortune teller a few times, with a small bench, a long hanging account, and a few photo books that ordinary people can't read. If you are a visitor, ask first. In the last sentence of birthday horoscopes, pinch your fingers and count, and say, "You are not suitable for fortune-telling today, come back at another day" or "If you don't count today, I am afraid that you will miss the good luck." The matter of asking about fate is eloquent, as mysterious as a fairy descending from the earth.

While recalling the disguise, Qingmo put on the sack clothes, kneaded the creased gauze and wrapped it around her neck twice to cover the keepsake peach pits and scars, the face in the bronze mirror was forgotten, and Qingmo was quite satisfied , straddling a tattered cloth bag diagonally, carrying those books of gossip and five elements, he pushed open the door, brushed his hair that was deliberately scratched, "Du Liuer, look at me."

The boy was watering the flowers, when he heard the words and turned around holding the kettle, Qing Mo asked, "How is it? Can you see the flaw?"

Turning around Qingmo, the boy shook his head, he said worriedly, "Master, are you really going?"

"Of course, I want to redeem myself. After redeeming myself, I can't walk around the rivers and lakes penniless."

The young man has seen many nights of long-term love in the brothel, if anyone wants to exchange the temporary affection for freedom, the result is almost the same---the customer turns around and leaves, whether it is a vague evasion or an inconceivable reason. Yu's refusal was, in short, an unreliable choice.

The little servant sighed silently, so what if he won the favor of Young Master Tao?Keren is just a Keren after all.

He cited his many years of experience working in brothels, "My lord, no one in a wealthy family is easy to mess with. You must be more careful in your words and deeds, and you must not offend others for a while."

"Thank you for your concern," Qing Mo patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "I still have an agreement with someone tonight, so I won't cause trouble."

During the day, the brothel is not as busy as before and after nightfall. Qingmo entered the lobby of the octagonal high-rise building, dressed in an out of place outfit, which attracted the attention of the steward. He came over with his chin slightly raised, and scolded, "Where did you come from?" Is the brothel a place where your beggar begs for food?"

Qing Mo was speechless, cleared his throat and lowered his voice, "The person in charge, I am a fortune teller."

Suspicious, the steward frowned, he leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "You are young master?"

Qing Mo nodded, the two muttered together, and he said, "Exactly."

Then the manager straightened up, looked up and down, and showed an indescribable expression.Last night, Mr. Tao took care of him without joking, saying that today the people in his waterside courtyard are bored and want to play some small things. I hope he can keep an eye on them more. There is a slight difference, but he is the only one who asks.

The steward led Qingmo aside, and said in surprise, "You don't seem to be playing tricks. A few days ago, Du Liu'er took away a mask under the name of Mr. Tao. It's you, this... .”

Qing Mo poked her own cheek, "Yes, let's leave it here, fortune-telling is easy to lose your life, I will take off the mask when I get out of this building, if people want to come to me to settle accounts, they can't find anyone, just save my life."

When the manager heard this, he became anxious, "If something happened to you, I will have to pay for my life!" Then he asked, "What can I do when I'm idle? Why do you have to spend so much time to make such a mystical thing? "

"Of course it's to make money."

"...there's a lack of a dishwasher in the kitchen."

Take a light meal, it seems to be okay?

"How much to spend a day?"

The manager held out five fingers, "Five copper coins."

Thinking about when they went to the street to tell their fortunes, Tao Cheng gave them a few pieces of silver. The rich kids are really hateful!

Qingmo shook her head again and again, and the manager turned over her palm, "Come on, how about adding fifty copper coins to you?"

Qing Mo pondered for a moment, then asked, "Did Tao Cheng scare you?"

The steward was furious, "There's no need for him to scare you! I let a fortune teller come in, and offended people with a few bad words, who can take it? Huh? Anyone who came into our brothel yard has no background and no face. of?"

Qingmo hissed, touched his chin in thought, and murmured, "In that case, the purse must be heavy, wouldn't it be more profitable?"

Manager: "..."

Seeing the steward, Qingmo wished he could take him to the back kitchen to wash the dishes, so he quickly changed the subject and asked, "Steward, if I redeem myself, how much money do you think will be enough?"

If it really worked, the steward took him to a remote corner, and was about to tell him, "You don't have a bond at all", when suddenly your heart was shocked, and you changed your mind, "Don't think about it, you are now being adopted by the young master of the Tao family. Come on, you are such a cash cow, don't even think about it."

Qing Mo choked, "I want to get back the contract of selling my life, but I have to part ways with Tao Cheng first?"

The person in charge said "Hey", "Don't even think about parting ways. Also, are you just calling your benefactor by his name?"

Qing Mo shook his hands, and Wuxin continued to chat with him, "Just today, I will go back when the sun goes down, and I will definitely not cause trouble for you."

The steward stomped, "Is it easy for you to earn money? Which one is not a human being! If you offend me a little, you won't even have enough bone soup!"

Qingmo hugged her chest to see him yelling with a suffocated voice, and when it subsided, she said, "It's just today."

The manager wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Qing Mo grumbled, half-compromisingly saying, "If I cause you trouble today, I'll wash the dishes tomorrow."

In a private room on the second floor of the brothel courtyard, a flag fluttered opposite the gate, with the word "count" written on it.

The steward couldn't bear the responsibility, so he went to report to the top floor, and Qingmo waited in the private room, and came back before he had a cup of tea, "It seems that young master Tao has also gotten along with the steward, and it's up to you Have fun for a day."

Qingmo's heart felt a little warm, thinking that after he fell asleep last night, Tao Cheng did a lot of things for him, and he didn't know how he performed after he returned to the house, but it was just that he hadn't seen him all night, so he shouldn't miss him so much.

Qingmo raised her eyes and saw that the steward's butt was not moving, so she narrowed her eyes and asked, "Why don't you go to work? Do you want to be my first customer?"

"In our hometown, we never count divination. It is said that the more fate is counted, the worse it will be."

Qing Mo chuckled, and said clearly, "Don't worry too much, you don't want to offend anyone, I do have a way."

"What way?"

"I only talk about success and blessings, not disasters."

The steward asked, "What if I want to ask about the disaster? I don't know the disaster, how can I avoid the disaster?"

Qing Mo replied, "The heavenly secret must not be leaked. I will tell you how to do it to eliminate the disaster."

Until noon, except for the maid who came in to refill the tea, no one set foot in the fortune-telling private room. Qing Mo drank tea quietly, and then spread her palms and stared at her own palms carefully.

The hands that have been doing rough work for many years are not enough to be described as "good-looking", but Tao Cheng always likes to kiss them. Finally, she held his wrist and let her palm caress his face, as if she was cherishing him affectionately.

It is indeed cherishing affectionately, and it is not a pity to dig out your heart and lungs.

Qingmo lay down on the table, recalling what kind of hands Tao Cheng had. They held swords and practiced martial arts all year round, and their palms were also covered with thin calluses. It can lightly stir up the thrill that makes him tremble.

It was the matter of Wushan Yuyun that was all over his head, and there was a knock on the door.

Qingmo hurriedly got up, and before he could open his mouth, the door was pushed open, and the young man who came in hugged him from left to right, seemed to have just drank a lot of wine, and the two graceful and lovely people strenuously supported him, coquettishly whispering soft words .

The three of them sat down opposite each other, and Qingmo silently said "I am a fairy descending to earth", and also sat down calmly, beckoning the boy at the door and saying, "Serve a pot of sobering tea for the young master."

I don't want the young master to be ungrateful, he waved his hands and shouted, "Wake up from the wine, eat enough and think about lust, will you go to bed soon, right?" The person is full of shyness, and I don't know if it's just pretending, or I'm really embarrassed.

The boy at the door closed the door without any surprise.

Qing Mo sighed silently, "The young master came to show his face, what kind of fate do you want to count?"

The son-in-law laughed and said, "Don't you first ask me what Li Changmao's name is, and his date of birth?"

With a lot of thoughts in his mind, Qing Mo resisted the smile on the corner of his lips, and as he pretended to speak slowly, the young man opposite him was really stunned.

Li Changmao with his big tongue in his mouth, "How did Mr. know that!"

It’s not because you were drunk and self-reported. Qingmo would also like to thank the two lovely people for calling “San Gongzi Li” in a low voice. This name is familiar. I heard Tao Che mention it in the teahouse at that time. Besides, when he was 16 years old, Li San was still studying with Tao Cheng, a young master who was always idle, and on his birthday, he hosted a banquet at the school, so Tao Cheng took Qing Mo and burned a flower pot with mud as a gift.

The old god Qingmo was there, and said with a disregarded and pleasant smile, "Since I am a fortune teller, I will naturally know."

Li Changmao was "strange" for a while, "strange" for a while, stopped hugging Keren, put his fists on the table, and asked, "Sir, help me calculate the marriage."

Seeing his nervous appearance, when would he wait if he didn't kill someone at this time?

Qingmo stabilized his mind, and brought out the excuse for begging for money that he had pondered for a long time last night, "As the saying goes, villains 'see money', fortune teller Yu Cangtian is a villain who tells destiny, but... we villains , see the money mouth open."

Li Changmao thumped the table, without further ado, took out a bank note from the front, "ten ingots of silver dollars." Then he realized something was wrong, the bank note was clearly written with "fifty".

Qing Mo remained calm, picked up the teacup and blew on it, and took a sip.

Li Changmao said, "Fifty should be enough!"

At that moment, someone knocked on the door and shouted, "Li San, what are you doing? I heard shouting downstairs, looked up, hey, isn't it our Li San."

I don't know if Li Changmao has heard who he is, and he waved his hands crookedly at the air, "Master's fortune-telling! Get lost! Get out of my marriage!"

After a pause outside the door, there was a loud laugh, and the sound gradually became farther away.

Qingmo put down the teacup, seeing Li San and his idiots with a lot of money was a bit unbearable, but thinking about being penniless and relying on Tao Cheng who can only earn one biscuit a month to support him, he might not be able to get it in the next life When it comes to the contract of sale, Second Mistress Qiao will have finished giving birth by then, but when it's time for him to leave the brothel, he can't leave, isn't it bad?

Qing Mo said, "I'll allow you to ask two more questions."

Li Changmao vomited bitterly, "I don't believe in marriage at all. My family is urging me so hard. The elder brother and second sister above have married, so I'm the only one left. The elder sisters and younger sisters in the brothel are so lovable," he said like Only then did I remember that there were two lovely people beside me, and in the blink of an eye, I was embracing left and right again, "Which one do I like to favor, and who is in the way of wanting to be free and unrestrained in seeking pleasure?"

Qing Mo thought that this was not a question he needed to answer, "Continue."

"However! My mother found a marriage for me, and I have a headache!" Li Changmao wailed, and his words were a little unclear when he was still drinking, "Sir, Taoist priest, help me figure out how my marriage is going to be." ?”

This is the first question.Qing Mo asked, "The girl's family name and birthday."

Li Changmao said, "I only know that the name is Lin Yu, depressed Yu."

Qing Mo thought it was a good name, and said lushly, "What else do you know?"

Li Changmao seemed to be conflicted, "The youngest daughter of the Lin family, her father is a government employee, so her official position should be lower than my father's, and her family doesn't know."

Qing Mo was speechless, the two looked at each other for a moment, Li Sandao said, "You allow me to ask two more questions, I'm afraid I can't ask them, I just want to know if I'm married to this girl, can I have a good life?" ?”

Qingmo reached out to take the banknote, and first put the money that he could earn by washing dishes without sleep into his pocket before talking.

"Let's look at the name, the young master's 'Changmao' means long and lush, and the girl of the Lin family's 'Yu' means lush and fragrant. Only in this aspect, it is quite suitable."

Li Changmao leaned back in the soft chair as if he had let out the smell of alcohol, and let the left and right breasts rub against his chest, but someone called out, "Master, since the marriage is so beautiful, why don't you celebrate it?"

Qingmo choked, is this okay?

Li Changmao mumbled "quite commensurate", and after mumbled it several times vaguely, he asked, "Sir, what should I do?"

Qingmo spread out a book, lowered his eyes, and said, "Two days later, Chenshi will wash her body, and Sishi will change into a blue dress. It is advisable to hold a fan, carry an ink painting, and make an appointment to meet the daughter of the Lin family in the tea garden."

Li Changmao said "hey hey", "I can't remember, how can I remember, sir, write it to me."

So Hu Qingmo watched Li Changmao finished his handwriting, hugged the delicate Keren on the left and right, and left the private room.

Qingmo didn't have the joy of getting fifty ingots of silver dollars with just a few words. He realized later that it was still some time before Tao Cheng self-destructed, so how should he face that official's daughter?