[Red Chamber] Come for a hexagram?

When Wang Ren saw the plate brought in, his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled.

Bai Zhi's heart skipped a beat. Ever since her master came out of the ancestral hall, she felt that she had changed a lot, and her confidence that she thought she could control this man had suddenly dropped to freezing point. The Qiqiao dim sum is here, you can't do anything! Master, I'm just..."

When Bai Zhi said it, Wang Ren noticed that it was different from the others, the small and exquisite lotus-like dessert, his eyebrows relaxed slightly, and said: "Bring it."

Bai Zhi was stunned: "Huh?"

"The plate of dim sum, bring it!" He was a little displeased with the girl in front of him, and his words were a little cold.

Bai Zhi's hand trembled slightly, and brought the snack up.

Wang Ren picked up a piece of dim sum and stuffed it into his mouth. The taste of the dim sum spread in his mouth. The sweet and strong aroma of wanting to explode surrounded the tip of his tongue. The two different feelings mixed together without any sense of disobedience. , feels quite wonderful.

It was the first time to eat something like this, and Wang Ren, who never liked sweets, felt that his tongue was about to be conquered.

Then, under Bai Zhi's astonished and wronged eyes, Wang Ren unceremoniously ate all the dim sum on the plate, and ate a spicy pancake by the way.

Then, satisfied... he hiccupped...

Bai Zhi was about to be frightened into a fool!

Lord, did he...hip...a...full hiccup?

Illusion, this must be an illusion!

How could a master who received Confucian education do such an impolite thing?

Only the big bastards outside who don't know how to be polite can do this!

That's right, I must have been too shocked just now, so... I misheard tut.

Wang Ren patted his stomach and looked at the sky outside.

It's still early, do you want to go out first...to test the water?

good idea!

Wang Ren gave all the snacks to the maids and servants around him, and then touched the few copper coins in his arms that he had found with great difficulty.You must know that as a son, the copper plate on his body is really rare.It was luck that I happened to have a copper plate on me that day.

Wang Ren glanced left and right at the maids and servants around him.

He remembered that in addition to the four big maids, he also had two personal servants by his side.One is called Pinellia and the other is called Changshan.They are all herbal names.

Both of them are very clever guys, but that guy Chang Shan... He obviously listens to Madam more than what he says.

Ban Xia was assigned by the master, so he is not worried about being someone else's eyeliner.

But it doesn't matter if the lady knows what he's going to do next.

Anyway, she was born childless.

And that old man also has a face without heirs.

He is absolutely not worried that it will turn into a scene where the legitimate son fights for power and suppresses the bastard.

So, Wang Ren took Ban Xia to go out alone without any worries, bought a table, two stools, made a long banner in a small shop outside, changed into an ordinary cloth shirt, and removed the gorgeous decorations , let the boy watch from a distance, and set up a stall by himself.

In addition, his fortune-telling banners are different from those of ordinary people. What others write are usually "half immortals" or "living gods".But he just wrote the four big characters of "mortal fortune-telling".

In a bunch of small stalls, it is very eye-catching.

Ban Xia who was driven aside was deeply entangled.

Lord, even if you suddenly get nervous and want to play something special, don't play like this!

Or is it that Grandpa was out of his mind after being beaten by Grandpa?

What kind of life is nothing?

Such a rich and powerful person, need to do this kind of thing to make money?

Or just for fun?

Even if it's a pastime, no one will come if you write the word 'mortal'!

Forget it, forget it.

If someone really smashed the stall, try to get rid of it.

Maybe no one would recognize him if he suddenly changed into this appearance, but as the personal servant of Mr. Wang's son-in-law, he still knows some of these ordinary three-educated and nine-year-olds.

In fact, when the protagonists in the TV series come out to do something, there will always be a little gangster to make trouble. It is always a small probability event.

In ancient times, survival was not easy.Especially those who live at the bottom have learned how to be cautious, who will come out to trouble others if they have nothing to do.

Especially the hassle of finding a fortune teller who doesn't seem to have any money.

However, perhaps because of the big banner, Wang Ren sat here for a long time, but no one was willing to come.

Ban Xia, who was hiding and watching, was almost forced to ask someone to tell her fortune.

At this time, a group of luxuriously dressed people appeared.

Walking in the front was an old man with white hair and beard. Although he was a little old, he was full of energy, with clear eyes, and was shaking a fan in his hand.And behind him, several middle-aged men, grown men and a teenager followed.

The old man's eyes lit up when he saw the words on Wang Ren's banner, and he walked straight over, tapped the table with his fan, and asked, "I passed by here, and I saw that the words on your banner are different from others, why is that?"

Wang Ren raised his eyes and glanced up, and couldn't help trembling his fingers. He tried to make his voice calm, and said softly, "I'm just a mortal."

The old man froze for a moment, smiled, and then said: "Then, as a mortal, you will count your life for me, a mortal?"

A middle-aged man behind the old man frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Wang Ren shook his head: "This old gentleman's fate doesn't need to be counted."

The old man asked suspiciously, "Why?"

"Because you know it very well, you don't need me to talk about it. Your fate has already been determined." At birth, you were destined to be rich and powerful.

The chances of being picked on by hooligans are very low, and the chances of encountering an emperor who visits privately in Weifu is even lower, but Wang Ren obviously... won the jackpot.

But he didn't think it was lucky.

More like the beginning of trouble.

So irritating.

The old man waved his hand: "You are not a fortune teller. You can tell that I am rich from my clothes, but I want to know more."

"What do you want to ask?"

The old man paused for a moment, then suddenly turned around and pointed at the young men and teenagers behind him: "I have a few worthless sons, just tell me, who among them... will be like me?"

Everyone behind the old man stared at Wang Ren with wide eyes.

Wang Ren broke out in a cold sweat.

Lord, do we...have a grudge?

This kind of thing happened to him the first time he went out for fortune-telling, and he seemed to be able to foresee the miserable life in the future.

If someone who doesn't understand the situation dares to talk nonsense, he may not survive tomorrow.

Even if he is a real capable person, he dare not say anything now, bastard!

As far as he knows, Yongzheng in history was super hanging when he ascended the throne!

Before he ascended the throne, it was completely impossible to predict which master would become a great treasure!

Because all of them are excellent!

Wang Ren rubbed his forehead and said in a low voice, "Master, you have really given me a big problem."

The old man smiled: "Why do you say that?"

"Because any word I say about it...may affect your future judgment."

The old man's eyes widened slightly.

"Your sons are all excellent." Wang Ren said with a smile, "It's just that...the secret must not be leaked." Now I suddenly feel that this sentence is so fucking easy to use!

The old man smiled: "It seems that I did give you a problem, that's all, let's not talk about it. Then... calculate for me what will happen to my future fortune?"

Wang Ren nodded, took out three copper coins, and handed them to the old man.

The old man threw it out casually.

Get the hexagram image as Tianleiwuwang hexagram.

"Every matter is upright, if you behave indiscriminately, you will inevitably invite disaster." Wang Ren said: "This is the meaning of the hexagram."

"It seems that you have encountered troubles recently." Wang Ren casually put away the copper plate and said.

"Well... indeed..." The old man seemed to have remembered something, and his face darkened slightly.

"According to the law, it can understand human feelings." Wang Ren said in a low voice.

The old man paused his hand, glanced at Wang Ren, then stood up silently, a middle-aged man behind him left a few gold leaves, and then left with a group of people.

Wang Ren: Did you... talk too much?

When Wang Ren and Shisan met for the first time, they just glanced at each other and didn't even say a word.