Miss Difficult to Marry

The weather is pretty cool these days. If it was hot at this time of year, but since it rained a few times a while ago, the heat has gradually receded, and you can feel a bit of coolness sooner or later.

It's noon now, the road is full of cars and horses, stalls are lined up on the side of the road, business people are shouting high and low, and not far away, there are people who set up a platform and sing opera, making a street market They were all clamoring.

There was a small wooden table against the city wall, and behind the table sat a fortune-teller wearing a blue shirt with soap fringe. This man had a fair and refined face. He is extremely handsome, and if you look carefully, there are a pair of shallow pear dimples on his cheeks. He is calm and calm, slowly shaking a Sichuan fan in his hand.Standing next to it is a blue cloth flag bordered with white, with the words 'Chen Banxian' written on it.

There were many people coming and going on the road. At this time, the fortune teller noticed two people coming from the east.The person walking in front was wearing a loose long silk gown, with a round face and big ears, he looked wealthy, while the person following behind was wearing a blue coat, both of them looked sad and walked slowly.Judging from this, these two people should be foreigners who came to the capital not long ago.

Only half a mile to the east from here is the residence of Li Shangshu, the official department of the dynasty.After the fortune teller bowed his head and thought for a while, an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, come on, come on, Chen Banxian is a fortune teller, he can know the future and marriage, he can calculate the status of life and death, no money is not allowed."

When the two men passed by, the fortune teller opened his fan with a 'shua' sound, "Your Excellency, please stay, I see that your walking is not steady, and your seal is black, it must be that you have not been in a good state recently."

What does this mean, the fat man in the silk shirt was obviously a little angry, "You dare to talk nonsense, be careful I will smash your stall."

The follower behind hurriedly persuaded: "Master, what are these people doing, let's go back first."

The fortune teller was not annoyed either, he twirled his beard slowly and said, "Your Excellency is coming to Beijing to ask about your future?"

The fat man was taken aback, "How do you know?"

The fortune teller glanced at him and continued, "Not only do I know the purpose of your coming to the capital, but I also know that things are not going well for you recently, and your future is worrying."

After hearing this, the two looked at each other with some hesitation.

"Since your Excellency doesn't believe it, you can leave now. However, a person like you is definitely not an idle person. Be obedient and listen to the sound. Don't play tricks on your own future."

As the saying goes, it's better to believe what you have than to believe what you don't have. The man thought about it for a while, and then took out a handful of copper coins, "I want to see if you can say that you are ugly, if you can't..."

Before he finished speaking, the fortune teller reached out and blocked the money on the table back, "My lord, you'd better keep the money."

As he spoke, he pointed at the flag next to him with his fan, "See those three characters on it? I am an immortal who knows life and death, and it can be counted as the innate number of Huang Ji. With your little copper, tsk tsk, it is really..." At this point he After a pause, "Of course, if you have no money, you can naturally leave."

No money?

This man has never been so humiliated, do I look like a man without money?This fortune teller is too contemptuous!In a fit of anger, he reached out and took out a ten taels of silver from his pocket and slapped it on the table, "A dog's eyes look down on people, do you see that, my lord, I don't have much else but money!"

The fortune teller sneaked a glance at Yin Zi, and said with a serious face, "Then please sit down."

"Your Excellency is from the south?"

The man coughed and replied, "Exactly."

The fortune teller looked at his face carefully, and said: "Your Excellency, the five mountains are thick, and you hold the sun and the moon on your shoulders. Judging by your bones and appearance, you should be a noble image. This life must be related to fame and fame. It's just that I think you are short of breath now. Fu, Yintang is black, I'm afraid..."

The man was stunned for a moment, he had been in the capital for a few months, originally he wanted to spend money to come to the Ministry of Officials to ask someone to buy an official, but he didn't expect to spend a lot of money, but things were still not clear, he stretched his neck, He asked anxiously, "What are you afraid of?"

The fortune teller glanced at his expression, and stretched out five fingers to calculate, "Let me tell you this, your noble man is now a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and he can't protect himself. The money you spent before is like meat." Steamed buns beat dogs, there is no return."

"This..." The man was obviously anxious. "Well, master, can I still get my money back?" No wonder I went to the Shangshu's mansion several times but couldn't see anyone.

The fortune teller looked at his face, and continued: "Of course, the money is a small matter. The key is that you committed a crime this year, which is at the time of the evil limit. Not only will you be imprisoned, but I am afraid that you may be killed in the future." There is no guarantee, the rest of my life will be ruined in prison. "

so serious? !

The man's face turned pale immediately, and even the followers behind him became anxious.

The fortune teller shook his head and said: "Forgive me, Your Excellency shouldn't come to Beijing this year. If you stay at home, you can be safe and enjoy the glory. It's just that when you came to the capital, you collided with the Emperor Star. If your nobleman becomes a villain, if no one helps you to solve the disaster, I'm afraid you will be sad this year."

Collide with Emperor Star?A nobleman becomes a villain?Does this mean that Mr. Li has exposed his bribery?Bribing court officials can range from fines to prison, to ransacking of homes and beheadings.

Thinking of this, the man was already in a cold sweat, no wonder he was always flustered these days and didn't catch him.

Although it is said that there are not a few people who buy and sell officials, it is a shameful thing after all. Today, the Holy Spirit is strict. If the incident happens, it is impossible to say that the house will be ransacked and imprisoned. At that time...

Tsk, just thinking about it scares me.

"Boss, master, you, can you explain a little more clearly." The man looked anxious.

"Zen Machine French is not allowed to be revealed at will. I have said enough just now. I see that you are not a confused person. Don't you still understand?"

"Ming, I understand, master, then take a look, can you think of a way to dissolve it?"

The fortune teller patted the back of his hand lightly, "Don't worry, the so-called fortune and misfortune depend on each other. Things in this world are changing, and all things are born and restrained by each other. So, as long as you do what I want, you will be able to live in peace forever."

The man nodded hurriedly, "If master can eliminate this disaster for me, he will be my reborn parents."

The fortune teller took out a piece of yellow paper, smeared some cinnabar in the bowl with a pen, and then drew a talisman that no one could understand.

"What about you, take this talisman back home, take a bath, change clothes, burn incense and be silent tonight. When night falls, you will burn it, then melt it in water and drink it. This immortal guarantees that the talisman will eliminate disasters and pass this hurdle , from now on, I will guarantee you only good luck, prosperity and wealth for the rest of your life."

The man was overjoyed and reached out to pick it up: "Thank you, Master, thank you, Master!"

"Hey." The fortune-teller withdrew his hand and said, "Wait a minute, think about it, your life has been difficult this year, and I will change your life against the sky, so I will charge you another ten taels of silver, shouldn't it be too much?"

"Any more money?"

"20 taels!" The man held up two fingers, "This is too expensive!"

"Since your Excellency is not willing, I will not force it. Some people are willing to give up their money rather than their lives, and some people are willing to give up their lives rather than their money. You should do it yourself."

"All right, all right, add ten taels to ten taels, bring the talisman paper."

Paying the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other, in less than half an hour, the two parties concluded the deal amicably.

The fortune teller took the money and said politely, "Okay! Please go, both of you, please walk slowly."

After the two walked all the way, the fortune teller showed a disdainful smile.

Open to market, good luck!

But before he finished laughing, a group of people came from the corner of the market.

"Get out of the way, don't get in the way of the uncle!"

These people were all vicious, and the one walking in the front was thick and thick, with a fleshy face, and a thick tiger's eye steel whip wrapped around his wrist.

As long as there is no one in the capital who doesn't know this person, this person is the well-known Jingshi Pang Huo, who is a tyrant here.These businessmen, in addition to paying them protection fees, also have to suffer from his bullying from time to time. There are dragons and fish in the capital, and there are everyone, but the most indispensable thing is this kind of bullying bastard.

It's really a narrow road to Yuanjia, before those people saw him, this Chen Banxian had quick eyes and hands, packed up the paper, pen and flag in a short while, and walked away in a hurry.

The sun had already risen at noon, and there was a big banyan tree not far from here. Behind the tree were some dilapidated yards, and the people living here were all poor and helpless people.

The fortune teller entered a courtyard in the middle, turned around and closed the door.

After entering a room on the east side, he fetched a basin of water, washed his face, then slowly tore off the beard sticking to his lips, re-tied his hair, and after changing his clothes, a fairy-tale fortune-teller The husband has become a charming woman.

Chen Qingyu took out the two ingots of snowflake silver that he had just obtained, and he was in a good mood.

She hummed a ditty, put away her things one by one, and then went out calmly.

Another family lived on the west side of the courtyard. Chen Qingyu had just walked into the courtyard when a woman came out with a bamboo basket.

"Hey, Miss Chen, you are going out again."

Chen Qingyun smiled brightly: "That's right, go out and have something to eat, isn't it already noon?"

"Then why go out to eat, come, come, I still have some food here, you don't cook by yourself, at least you can make do with me."

"Don't worry, Mrs. Xu, I have something to do this afternoon."

"All right, then you go."

The street market is still lively, just now those who set up the stage and sang kuang kuang kuang knocked a few gongs and drums, and then shouted: "Masters, this is the first time we have come to Guibao Land, the rich are here to buy money. The person who holds the money is in the field, and when the hand is in front of him, Hugh calls it empty."

There was a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl holding a painted plate all the way up, and the people watching around rewarded some money one after another.

"Thank you, thank you everyone."

The little girl turned half a circle, just in time to walk in front of a tall and thick man. This man is the bully Pang Huo. He stared, "Do you know who I am, sir? How dare you ask me for money!"

Then he snatched the plate containing the money with one hand, and grabbed it with a big hand: "Come to my place to sell and sing, and you dare to ask me for money. If it's against you, these will be regarded as your filial piety to me."

Seeing the Overlord, those singers were so frightened that they didn't even dare to make a sound. The strong dragon couldn't overwhelm the snake, and these people watched helplessly as the man snatched away the money.

The little girl pursed her mouth and watched the man put his hands in a bag, but stood stubbornly in front of the man.

Pang Huo glared at her viciously, raised his hand to show the steel whip on his wrist, and shouted: "Get out!"

The little girl was so frightened that her whole body trembled, and then she began to cry in fear.

Those who watched from afar were afraid of getting into trouble, so they turned and left one after another.

Not far away, Chen Qingyu saw this scene, she pursed her lips, put down the snacks she was picking up, and walked towards those people.

"Yo, this little lady looks good."

When Pang Huo saw the person walking towards him, he flirted with a ferocious face.

"Look at this tender skin, I don't know how it feels to the touch."

Chen Qingyu lowered his head, looking shy and afraid to raise his head.

"Whose little lady is this, come here and let me take a closer look at it."

Said that Pang Huhu was about to reach out to touch her body, Chen Qingyun twisted his waist and dodged those big hands.

Pang Huhu laughed, "Look, I'm shy, hey, hey, don't go, uncle, I'll take you to drink, hahaha..."

Chen Qingyu turned his back and walked forward, hiding the money bag he got in his sleeve as he walked, cursing inwardly: "Idiot!"