big master, big liar

Song Xuan, a fortune-telling swindler, really has a knack for predicting things like a god. In the evening, someone really sent an invitation, saying that Bai Xiangxi was a Tai Sui, and he was hosting a banquet tonight. He wanted to invite Song Xuan to go and appraise it. .

Song Xuan readily agreed, and in the evening, he and Fang Qiutang came to visit.

Bai Heng came from a noble family and was not comparable to ordinary dignitaries. From the mansion to the servants, there was no trace of nobility and elegance everywhere.

Fang Qiutang was more discerning than Song Xuan, and gasped frequently all the way, Song Xuan couldn't help but look at him, and asked with a smile, "Are you out of your mouth or out of your mind?"

Fang Qiutang glared at him: "I don't know much, do you know how valuable this garden is?"

Song Xuan didn't take it seriously: "How would I know this?"

Fang Qiutang shook her finger: "Just that peony flower is worth more than you."

Song Xuan took a look, the peony was indeed radiant, he shook his head: "It looks better than me, so it should be worth more than me."

Fang Qiutang was choked by his words, and gouged him out angrily: "According to what you said, I should go back tonight with this potted flower and leave you here?"

"That's a good relationship." Before the words finished, a gentle voice came from behind, and the two turned their heads to look, and it was Bai Heng who came up to him with a smile. "Boss Fang, let's make an agreement. Mr. Song will leave it to me. You can just move the peonies in this house."

The two turned their heads and were about to salute, but Bai Heng firmly held Song Xuan's arm, helped him up, and said with a smile: "Mr. Song is the honored guest today, so you don't have to be polite."

After speaking, he led the two people to the table.

The banquet happened to be held in this peony garden, and the peonies in the garden were well arranged, but it was hard to tell which one was the real national beauty and heavenly fragrance.

"Wei Ziyao Huang's first case is red..." Fang Qiutang whispered in Song Xuan's ear as soon as he sat down, as if planning a plan. "Song Xuan, it's all silver."

Song Xuan asked him with a smile: "Boss Fang is also rich now, so he still cares about this little money?"

"It's nothing to be rich, I'm rich, and Bai Heng is expensive." Fang Qiutang muttered.

"Then do you know what my name is?" Song Xuan pointed at himself.

"what is it call?"

"It's called poor." Song Xuan poured Fang Qiutang a cup of tea. "We came here empty-handed, Boss Fang, don't let a few potted flowers scare you off."

Fang Qiutang glared at him, and then regained his composure: "Nonsense, I, Fang Qiutang, have never seen anything before, how can this idea be overwhelmed?"

While the two were talking, they saw that all the people had arrived. Fang Qiutang only glanced at them, and knew that these people were all from Bai Heng's party, and Song Xuan was enshrined in the upper seat. Song Xuan repeatedly pushed back, but Bai Heng still smiled pushed it up.

"Today I just got a rare object. I invited my friends and husband to appreciate it. Don't worry about those false titles." After Bai Heng sat down, he ordered someone to bring out the Tai Sui.

Tai Sui is also Ganoderma lucidum, which is said to have the effect of prolonging youth. In recent years, elixir alchemists have become popular, and many people say that they can be refined into elixir, and it can be refined into immortal medicine.

As soon as the meat Ganoderma lucidum was taken out, everyone was amazed, and many people praised it by citing scriptures.

Bai Heng asked Song Xuan with a smile, "What do you think, sir?"

Fang Qiutang looked left and right, Song Xuan was the only alchemist at the table.At this time, he felt a little weird, Song Xuan had only heard rumors of divination, but Chi Danyi was famous for alchemy.

This white old man refused to invite the Chidan clothes, but asked Song Xuan to taste them. What's the reason for this?

Song Xuan, however, remained calm, and replied imperceptibly: "This is indeed a rare thing, congratulations, my lord."

Bai Heng asked: "It is rumored that Tai Sui alchemy can cure all diseases, is it true?"

Song Xuan said with a smile: "There is a specialization in art, and I don't dare to talk nonsense about alchemy. Why don't you ask Chidanyi Celestial Master for advice?"

Bai Heng stroked his beard lightly, and smiled calmly: "What if I just want to ask Mr.?"

Song Xuan froze for a moment, and the people around who were joking and laughing seemed to have stopped for a while, and then continued to maintain the hiatus covered by talking and laughing as if nothing had happened.

"I said it casually, sir, don't take it to heart." Bai Heng patted Song Xuan's shoulder with a smile, and ordered his servants to pass the dishes.

Song Xuan's face remained unchanged, but Fang Qiutang frowned slightly, and leaned into Song Xuan's ear and asked, "What does this old man mean?"

Song Xuan covered his mouth with his wine glass, and said softly: "You will know soon."

Sure enough, after drinking for three rounds, there were actors and actresses singing and dancing at home, Bai Heng asked Song Xuan as if nothing had happened: "I heard that Mr. Song met Lu Xiang today?"

Song Xuan nodded with a smile: "To tell you the truth, my lord, that's exactly the case."

Bai Heng's eyes froze, but his expression was still kind: "Lu Xiang has always been honest and straightforward, Mr. Song can get along with him, it's not a small skill."

The expression on Song Xuan's face became more and more hesitant: "This...it is indeed Song's blessing that Lu Xiang is willing to meet Song."

Seeing Song Xuan answering with such an expression, Bai Heng already understood.Putting down the drink heavily, his face also turned cold.

"What a Lu Qishang, who speaks nicely, and is willing to slap himself in the face because of his tax law." Bai Heng's voice was not loud, but it was just enough for Song Xuan to hear.

Song Xuan made up his mind, but made a look of fear on purpose: "Mr. Song can't understand what your lord said."

Bai Heng was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Mr. Song, you should think clearly."

His voice was gentle and gentle, and it sounded indescribably comfortable and intimate: "Lu Qishang has no background in Dayao, but just took advantage of the situation. Although he has a high position and authority, it is just a face."

"How much can such a person help Mr.?"

Song Xuan's eyes sank slightly, and he took the initiative to pour a glass of wine for Bai Heng: "Please guide me."

Bai Heng smiled nonchalantly, as if he was satisfied with Song Xuan's obedience: "What did you agree to Lu Qishang?"

"It's nothing more than the tax law. If I am lucky enough to be promoted, I will do my best to wish him the implementation of the new law." Song Xuan did not change his expression when he told a lie. "Everyone takes what they need."

"Each one takes what they need," Bai Heng stroked his beard and laughed. "Mr. Song is a sensible person."

"If Mister wants to be promoted, why do you need to rely on Lu Qishang?" Bai Heng said with a smile. "Why don't I help my husband, how about it?"

Song Xuan didn't change his expression: "There is no such thing as a free lunch in this world. Today, I ate at Baixiang's banquet. I don't know when I will give it back?"

"Sir, didn't you say that you and I each take what we need, what's missing from this banquet?" Bai Heng patted him on the shoulder. "Sir, the old man's help is also indispensable in the future, isn't it?"

"Then this tax law..." Song Xuan frowned.

Bai Heng looked at him with a smile, his silver whiskers trembling slightly: "What did you say, sir?"

"The matter of the tax law is of great importance." Song Xuan said seriously. "Song is so soft-spoken that he really can't speak."

Only then did Bai Heng drink the wine in his glass with a smile, his expression becoming more peaceful: "Since that's the case, the old man will wait for you in the court hall."

"Thank you sir."

Song Xuan cupped his hands, and kicked Fang Qiutang privately, bringing this guy back to life.

Fang Qiutang had already pricked up his ears to listen, but now seeing that Song Xuanbing had fooled Bai Heng, an old fox, without bloodshed, she couldn't help giving him a thumbs up secretly, and praised him in a low voice: "High, it's really good!" high."

Song Xuan said slowly: "I said it a long time ago, what am I good at?"

Empty glove white balance.