The daily life of the fortune teller who was forced to open business

Jin Wuxi flew, and the ice wheel lifted into the sky.

Yuan Songquan was halfway through talking with his subordinates, and suddenly saw something strange on the sofa not far away - a leg fell from the armrest on one side of the sofa, trembling, looking very leisurely.

Looking back at the subordinate servants coming and going in the room, none of them noticed that there was another person sitting there, as if they were all blind, even if they walked past the sofa, no one gave the head a look.

Yuan Songquan had good eyes, and he observed it calmly - some people's eyes swept over the sofa, but those people's eyes were very calm and natural, it really didn't look like they were pretending.

Suddenly, someone chuckled, followed by the sound of pages being turned. This sound was mixed with the sonorous and forceful reports of the subordinates, which seemed so abrupt.

Still no one looked in that direction.

Yuan Songquan put down the pen in his hand, and ordered: "Everyone back down."

The subordinates who were still shuttling back and forth stopped immediately when they heard the words, saluted Yuan Songquan and then went out one by one, even the attendants withdrew, and the person on the sofa seemed to have never heard of it. Hearing the sound of pages turning, Xu was still reading.

Yuan Songquan took out a delicate pistol from under the desk, quietly raised his arm, and fired three shots in the direction of the sofa, only to hear an "ah" from there, and then a hand stretched out He touched the edge of the sofa and threw a few bullets on the carpet.

The guard outside heard the gunshots, knocked on the door and said, "Sir?"

Nan Shi knew the rules, if Yuan Songquan didn't say a word, after three breaths, his subordinates would rush in through the door.

"Yuan Songquan, your hospitality is a bit fierce." Nan Shi didn't take back his legs that were resting on the sofa, and stretched out his hand to lift the scripture book over his head and shook it: "It's me, don't be nervous."

"...I'm fine, you don't need to come in, everyone back down." Yuan Songquan was silent for a moment, then raised his voice to let the guards outside leave, and he walked to Nan Shi's side, only to see this mysterious Mr. Nan—— Mr. Nan sitting in his office is like sitting on his own sofa, sitting sideways, how comfortable he is.

The last time I saw someone sitting like this was when I visited a senior official's house. The other party's twelve-year-old son sat like this.

"Mr. Nan, it's been a long time." Yuan Songquan took a seat on the other side.

Nan Shi dangled his legs, which were so idle that he had nowhere to put them: "I want to ask you to do something."

I got it.

Speaking of which, this Mr. Nan is also a wonderful person. Zhou Ren is clearly in his hands, but every time he asks him to do business, he never hides it, and he doesn't even bother to say polite words.

But it's better to come in person than to order Saza's handmaid to come.

"Zhou Ren?" Yuan Songquan looked sideways at Nan Shi: "Tomorrow I will leave him in City S."

"No." Nan Shi finished reading the last page of the storybook, turned over and sat up: "I can't wait, today I heard you say that you are going back to Beijing for the New Year, and I also thought that I have to go home for the New Year, otherwise I would Senior brother is afraid that he will break my leg in anger... Tomorrow you will arrange for a fortune teller to be sent to Zhou Ren, be careful and don't be too deliberate."

Nan Shi felt that he was also stupid before, why should he bother with the big Buddha Yuan Songquan here, as Yuan Songquan said, he can take care of everything.

Yuan Songquan frowned inwardly, Nanshi himself did not hesitate to turn into Beiming Daoist and go around to tell fortunes just for Zhou Ren's success, now it is reasonable to ask Zhou Ren to find the 'Bei Daochang', why do you need other fortune tellers?

"May I ask why?" Yuan Songquan's eyes said clearly - why don't you go by yourself?

Nan Shi chuckled, moved his sore neck due to his posture, and said frankly: "I am waiting for the man who tells Zhou Ren's fortune. He is destined for Zhou Ren, but not for me. If I want to find He can only go through Zhou Ren."

"So that's how it is." No wonder Nan Shi always seemed interested and indifferent towards Zhou Ren. It turned out that the target was not Zhou Ren at all.

Yuan Songquan nodded, as a response: "Since Mr. Nan is here, do you want to stay for a light meal?"

Nan Shi refused without thinking: "Forget it, my stomach hurts when I eat with someone like you."

Yuan Songquan just smiled when he heard the words, he relaxed his back rarely, and let himself sink into the sofa: "Mr. Nan looks different today than before."

Nanshi has a wonderful charm that makes Yuan Songquan feel that he can face each other calmly - the two have almost no conflict of interest, and Zhou Ren is just a pawn for him to force Nanshi's uncontrollable factors into controllable.

"I'm a natural person who likes to be more relaxed... The housekeeper didn't come with me today, so of course I can be a little more presumptuous." Nan Shi smiled while holding his chin. Before he came to the Yuan Mansion, he asked Qinglan to go next door to buy wine. With people, naturally much more comfortable.

Nan Shi suddenly thought of Chi You.

Yuan Songquan and Chi You are somewhat similar, but not so similar.

Although his senior brother is also very calm and reserved, he is like an old man who has gone through thousands of sails. Although there are rules for walking, sitting and lying down, he still keeps himself comfortable. However, some rules have been engraved into his bones, and it is not so easy to let him go. Changed—his senior brother rounded up to over 1000 years old, so there is nothing wrong with saying that.

Yuan Songquan is obviously much more tender than Chi Younen, although he is also in the same position, but he is very strict with himself, as if there is a ruler lying there, everything must be measured.

The two of them felt very similar to Nan Shi, sometimes when seeing Yuan Songquan, Nan Shi would think a little, "Perhaps Chi You was like this when he was young".

Nan Shi suddenly became a little curious: "Yuan Songquan, I want to ask you...you don't have to answer if you don't want to answer."

The smile on Yuan Songquan's face faded, but it wasn't unhappy or anything else, it was more similar to the tired expression that didn't want to make any expression: "Tell me."

"I see that your family has been noble for many generations, and the rules are very strict, right? But I see that some people from aristocratic families are very uninhibited and unrestrained. Are you born like this or can't you not do it? Will it be tiring to be tensed every day? "

Nan Shi's question was a bit out of line, Yuan Songquan was not angry, and thought about it seriously: "This is what I was born with, so if you get used to it, you won't be very tired."

"Then if you are an elder, do you prefer to watch the younger generation calm down or escape?"

"It depends on the situation." Yuan Songquan replied: "If it is to inherit the family business, it is better to be calm, and if it is just an ordinary junior, there is nothing wrong with being reckless."

"So that's how it is." Nan Shi had a clear heart - Chi You asked him to be his junior, not because he had a lot of money and no place to find work for him purely, just as a dog for fun, Chi You asked him to pass on the inheritance The sect of Zhaoyao Mountain has never been extinguished, and he was raised as the heir.

Naturally, it is more stable and reliable, which makes Chi You more satisfied.

Nan Shi sighed in his heart, he has been pretending to be decent for a while, maybe it is the same as what Yuan Songquan said, and it will be fine if he gets used to it.When he went back, he only had to pretend to have a sudden change in character with Chi You, and with a little more restraint in private, he could still pretend to be the same thing, so that Chi You could feel more at ease.

In fact, I should have done this a long time ago, it's just that I feel a little... uneasy.

Anyone who is used to living freely will not be used to being suddenly squeezed tightly in the palm of his hand, but Nan Shi is not heartless, and he can see how Chi You treats him without being blind. From wearing to teaching classics, everything is fine and fine, and fine and fine.

He was also the one who trespassed on Chi You's mausoleum at that time. If Chi You hadn't rescued him in time, he would have fallen to his death from such a high height, let alone jumping around and eating and drinking.

Under this condition, he was not so reluctant to be Chi You's disciple.

Chi You treated him like this, and he also wanted Chi You to feel a little reward, instead of being so angry that he jumped every day and beat him up in different ways.

Nan Shi was obsessed with it unconsciously.

Yuan Songquan frowned unabashedly, Nan Shi looked at him making him a little uncomfortable, as if looking at another person through him: "Who are you thinking about?"

"I miss my senior brother." Nan Shi twitched the corner of his mouth: "My senior brother is a bit like you."

"I look like him?"

"It's not very similar. The main reason is that if there is a disagreement, people will be dragged out and killed." Nan Shi joked: "I'm bothering you today, I'll go first... If tomorrow Good luck, maybe we will have a chance to meet after you die."

"Before I leave, I'll take the risk... to give you a word." Nan Shi reached out to brush the Yang fire on his shoulders. Yuan Songquan felt a wave of heat coming from his shoulders, and Nan Shi's figure suddenly changed. It became blurred: "In the future, you will be less f*cking pulling people when you see them. Playing hooligans is the second best thing. Meeting a ghost like me will weaken your fire. You are full of extravagance. If you eat you, you will be a big tonic. It's my heart." Shancai didn't move you."

"Also... Be careful when you're 48 years old." After Nan Shi finished speaking, his figure completely disappeared.

Yuan Songquan stared blankly at the direction where Nan Shi disappeared, and after a long time murmured: "Eat me? Are you actually a sexy ghost?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the notebook left by Nan Shi on the table suddenly fly up and hit him hard on the head, and Nan Shi's voice came: "Fart! Say bad things about me at least until I leave Let’s talk about it? To eat you is to treat you like a Tang monk! Mr. Yuan, do your subordinates know that you have a straight face every day but your mind is full of pornographic thoughts?”

Yuan Songquan's lips moved, but he didn't explain in the end.He waved his hand in the direction of the south, as a farewell, and then lay down on the sofa, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Habits are habits, but after a busy day, it is really tiring.

Just sleep for 10 minutes.

***

Zhou Ren went back to the mansion and saw that the servants were still busy packing their things. He asked several people in succession, and they all said that they were leaving tomorrow, and there was no other news.

He didn't dare to ask Yuan Songquan, so he could only quietly wait for the turning point that the head of the North Road said.

Early the next morning, he waited for Yuan Songquan's call.

"Sir, what are your orders?"

Yuan Songquan was still so indifferent and superior: "I heard that you have a bad reputation."

"Yes, sir." Zhou Ren lowered his head, cold sweat seeped from the corner of his forehead, just when he thought what Yuan Songquan was going to do with him, he heard him say lightly: "Since the reputation is not good, let it Get better."

"Today I'm going back to Beijing." Yuan Songquan looked at Zhou Ren. He was actually curious about what kind of karma could hold Nan Shi back, but he knew rationally not to inquire further: "I'll give you a day to deal with private affairs. Then follow."

Zhou Ren raised his head abruptly, surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said loudly, "Yes, sir!"

"Go." Yuan Songquan waved his hand, and only the assistant stepped forward to take Zhou Ren out. He and Zhou Ren didn't need to conspire before, it was a conspiracy.

Assistant Yang led Zhou Ren out, and reminded him in a low voice: "Sir, I have found many famous gentlemen for you. You will go to Tianxing Academy at nine o'clock this morning. It is not easy to call these gentlemen...Mr. come to the door, you go Wait for them over there. Don't worry, those gentlemen have great powers and will definitely solve the matter of reputation for you."

After all, he patted Zhou Ren on the shoulder: "I have been with my husband for 11 years, and I have never seen him value someone so much. Zhou Zhu, don't let him down."

"Sir, I will never forget your kindness and virtue to me," Zhou Ren said.

"Very good." Assistant Yang smiled and turned back to the office.

***

In Tianxing Academy, there are many Taoist monks sitting today, and there are also a few old women who are very plain at first glance but look fine at a closer look.

"It's strange, the sun came out from the west today?" Xiaoer said to himself, and was drunk by the shopkeeper, and hurried to serve tea and water.

The Pingtan above started soon, as soon as the pipa sounded like pearls and jade falling on the plate, they could win a lot of prizes in the past, but today it was quiet, and there was no applause.

It was 10 minutes before nine o'clock, and that's when the southern time came.

He didn't dress up as the head of the North Daoist today, but came here with his original appearance. In order to prevent any accidents, besides Qinglan, he also followed Qingying, and there were three or four guards, but other than Qinglan and Qingying, there were no one else. They are all hidden.

As soon as he entered the door, he attracted most people's attention.

Nan Shi was not afraid, and the waiter in the shop also remembered this generous guest officer, who arrived in front of Nan Shi in two or three steps, with a smile all over his face.Those monks and priests panicked when they saw it, thinking that this ghost was going to kill someone violently, so they heard the waiter in the shop say embarrassingly: "Master, you haven't come for a long time! I have reserved the best seat for you! Please! "

Nan Shi glanced over this group of Buddhists and Taoists, and said leisurely: "It's a mess today, please open a private room for me, young master."

"Hey! OK! Please go upstairs!" The waiter brushed the towel off his shoulders and led Nan Shi upstairs.

When Nan Shi went upstairs, the crowd suddenly murmured: "This world is really chaotic, and ghosts dare to run rampant in the daytime."

"Keep your voice down, his cultivation base is not weak..."

"so what?"

Before the few people finished speaking, another group of men in suits and ties came in outside, surrounded by a young man in his twenties. Everyone was refreshed and knew that today's rightful lord had arrived.

Zhou Ren chose a corner seat at random and sat down. Because Yuan Songquan's reputation is not a good reputation for finding fortune tellers, so there is no private room today. Fortunately, there are few people listening to Pingtan in the morning. If you are in a remote place, you are not afraid of disturbing others.

Among the large group of people who came here today, one of the most famous ones belonged to Mingyue Guanli and Daoist Priest in H City, the second belonged to Master Buyu of Baishan Temple in L City, and the third belonged to Mrs. He, Mr. Yin and Yang of M City.The three of them looked at each other, and finally Mrs. He took the lead and sat down beside Zhou Ren: "Birth date."

Mrs. He's way of articulating words is very peculiar. It sounds like a voice floating from across the mountain, which makes people feel like a mountain god whispering.Zhou Ren put the note with his horoscope on the table. Mrs. He looked down, frowned, tilted her head slightly, as if she was listening to someone, and said after a long time: "The lone star of Tiansha , forgive the incompetence of the little lady, and leave."

Her voice was so low that almost no one heard her, but when she left, many people were shocked.

Even Mrs. He can't do it, what kind of monster is this!

Master Buyu and Daoist Li He have some points in their hearts, no wonder so many people have been found here, it is true that the fate is not easy to break - these two people have some skills in physiognomy, and they can see the truth , but if it was really what they saw, how could this person climb to this position?

Daoist Lihe wanted to get up, but Master Buyu shook his head: "Fellow Daoist, let the old monk go first. If the old monk can't, it's not too late for you to go."

Daoist Li He sat back again - Master Buyu is in danger now, if not for this, he would not be sitting here today.

They don't know who gathered them here today, but they can see that there is a crowd here, except for the ghost just now, everyone else is more or less in trouble.

"Master, please first." Taoist Li He said.

Master Buyu stepped forward to look at the horoscope, and then at Zhou Ren's face. After a long silence, he shook his head: "It really is the lone star of Tiansha."

Zhou Ren just took a look around, probably because of the lack of hair on his lips, he felt that this monk with a white beard could best solve his problem here--he was the head of the North Road before. I believe it very much, but unfortunately the other party did not come.

"Master, can I still be saved?" Zhou Ren asked anxiously.

Master Buyu shook his head again: "How can the fate predestined by heaven be easily changed?"

Zhou Ren pursed his lips, and said again: "Then can you ask the master to explain it for me, as long as it is not the lone star of Tiansha..."

"Impossible." Master Buyu made it clear: "I see my little friend Red Luan's star moves, but there is no destiny. If you really love each other, it's better to leave as soon as possible——If you want to ask for something else, you don't want to ask for it." It's easy."

"I just want to marry my beloved girl and live a good life with her. I don't ask for great wealth...I don't ask for anything else." Zhou Ren said silently: "Is it really impossible?"

"No matter who it is, little friend, you are doomed to be lonely in this life." Master Buyu clasped his hands together: "If you force it, although you can have a momentary happiness, you are doomed to divorce your wife and children. Instead of harming others and yourself, it is better to let go."

Zhou Ren bit his lip. He bit it so hard that the salty blood overflowed his entire mouth. He said hoarsely, "Thank you, master... I'll take a look. Maybe someone has a solution?"

The silent master said goodbye, which made the rest of the people start to feel uneasy.

No wonder the other party wants to gather such a party!Even Mrs. He and Master Buyu couldn't help it!What kind of fate is it!

Taoist Li He was even more straightforward. He stepped forward and looked at the horoscope, and he didn't even want to sit down. He just said: "Ask for power and money, you have already obtained it, if you ask for a wife and family, please ask for it." If you don’t come, you can’t change it, and the old way will leave.”

Zhou Ren wanted to stop him, but seeing that the other party was walking quickly, he could only raise his hand to signal the next one to come up.

Most of the people sitting here are capable and capable.They may have come here because of their sophistication, but they all left after reading Zhou Ren's horoscope. Some of them were more proficient in the field of physiognomy, and they didn't even need to read the horoscope, but turned around and left, only saying that they were incompetent.

Zhou Ren begged again and again, but there was not even a single person who was willing to tell a lie for him——for others, would he lose his reputation in the future?Do you still want this face?

In the private room upstairs, Nan Shi watched every move of the following aboveboard: "Not one? It's not difficult to change his fate for 30 or [-] years, right?"

Qingying didn't get along with Nanshi less, so she didn't dare to speak at this time, Qinglan whispered from the side: "Master, this kind of people naturally cannot be compared with the young master."

Qingying heard the words and looked sideways, since when did Qinglan become so stupid?

Nan Shi frowned, didn't Zhou Ren's change of fate happen this year?Could it be next year?The year after next?After... ten years?

If the person who changed Zhou Ren's fate never came, would he really have to wait until 100 years later?

Nan Shi immediately took out the fortune teller and did the fortune telling for Zhou Ren.

That's right... Zhou Ren's fate is like a cloud of fog, and changing his fate must be imminent, otherwise he will definitely be able to see Zhou Ren's fate clearly.

Another person left, and Zhou Ren's face showed despair.

Nan Shi stared at the faces of everyone in the hall, and found sadly that all the seemingly reliable ones had gone.

Not to mention Zhou Ren, when even Nan Shi was about to give up, someone suddenly stepped forward and whispered to Zhou Ren, "I have a solution."

Zhou Ren was refreshed, did someone finally appear who was willing to lie for him?After what the dozen or 20 people said before, Zhou Ren also realized that it was impossible for him to change his fate.

In fact, to put it harshly, he doesn’t believe in fate, and he also believes that life can be earned by himself, but all kinds of things that happen can’t help him. No matter how slow the reputation of "Sky Fiend and Lone Star" is, he won't believe it, and no one in this world can change his fate!

The man had sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks and a pair of slender eyes, looking like a weasel.

Zhou Ren looked at his side, and someone immediately came forward to report: "Zhou Zhu, this is Taoist Wang from P City."

"Wang Taoist, what is your solution...?"

Daoren Wang sat down, raised his hand and poured himself a cup of tea first, and poured it down hastily, then he hooked his fingertips and let Zhou Ren listen to him: "I don't know Mr. Zhou has heard of... Changing lives! "

"... Change of life?" Zhou Ren was puzzled.