The Taoist Zhizhen hasn't walked out yet.
The group of people, led by Seriang, walked in with great momentum.
Su Rui smiled before saying anything and gave a fist-cup salute to Taoist Zhizhen.
"Taoist Master Zhizhen, I haven't seen you for a long time. I've taken the liberty to come here today to bother you. I'd also like to see Haihan."
"Haha, Governor Su has promoted poor Taoism. Come on, please come in."
Taoist Zhizhen, who looked guilty just now, saw Su Rui's polite behavior and knew that this was not to ask for guilt, but rather to ask for something.
Unexpectedly, without waiting for him to ask, Su Rui came in time for dinner, whether he was here to have a meal.
Su Rui walked straight past him and walked in the direction of Hua Yi.
"Master Hua, when we parted ways in the capital, we haven't seen each other for five years, right?"
Suri greeted enthusiastically.
Hua Yi looked at Su Rui, who had become much thinner again. When he smiled, his face had more folds than fine lines on dumpling wrappers. A smile appeared on his face: "I remember Mr. Su didn't like to smile before. It seems that this Jiangnan water town can really do it." Makes you feel more gentle.”
Ning Wuchang was lucky enough not to be laughed out of Hua Yi's treachery.
This is saying that Suri is pretending to treat others.
You are all respectable people, and you are not young at all. Don’t go back and forth doing Tai Chi. If you don’t accept it, why don’t you just confront me?
Ning Wuyan didn't mind watching the excitement and pretended to glance at the young man with his half-covered face who came in behind Su Rui and met him for the first time with the corner of his eye.
Although he only glanced at the other party with his peripheral vision, the other party reacted quickly.
When their eyes met, Ning Wuyan could feel the substantial murderous intent on the other side, which was constantly radiating towards him.
You guessed it right, this is the person from Prince Jin's Mansion.
Ning Wuyan, who had mental problems but was very stable physically, did not do anything stupid like having eyes crossed with Jiachu for a second time, so as not to expose the fact that he was paying attention to the people in Prince Jin's palace.
Here, Su Rui has made it clear to Hua Yi about his intention.
Hua Yi finally understood the reason for Su Rui's smiling face.
"Master Su, you should know that although I am good at divination, not everything can be solved by divination, and it may not be effective."
Hua Yi looked at Jia Chu, who had been releasing murderous intent since he entered the door. He blocked Jia Chu's gaze that had been staring at Ning Wuyan without any trace of his body, and spoke in a deep voice.
"Young man, I'm going to tell you the ugly story first. If the divination doesn't produce results, please leave immediately and don't stay here."
"Why?"
Jia Chu withdrew his gaze and landed on Hua Yi.
He met Hua Yi several times in the palace.
I know that this old man sometimes doesn't even give the prince face.
But the prince has issued a death order, and he must take the young prince back to the palace. If the divination fails to produce results, he will never give up.
Hua Yi did not answer this question, because he only looked at Jia Chu's eyes and knew that his words were in vain.
"It seems you are destined to win."
"The prince has an order, asking me to take the young prince back to the house. God will kill the god if he stands in the way, and Buddha will be killed if the Buddha stands in the way. I hope Master Hua will forgive me."
Jia Chu was not a reckless man.
Otherwise, he would not be the leader of the secret guards of Prince Jin's Mansion, headed by Team A and named after Chu.
He took out a dragon-patterned jade plaque from his pocket.
When Hua Yi, Su Rui and others saw the name of King Jin above, they knew that this guard was not a simple guard.
"Prince Jin can hand you the jade token as if he was there in person. It seems that An Hou is really in trouble."
Hua Yi didn't know much about the situation in Jinling, but just by looking at this personal jade tablet that symbolized the identity and authority of the Jin King, he knew that this was an opportunity.
An opportunity to completely repay the kindness of the Jin Palace and draw a clear line with the Jin Palace from now on.
Su Rui stared at the jade plaque with a faint gaze, holding his chin with his fingers, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Since you have King Jin's jade tablet as your command and you can make the decision on behalf of King Jin, then why don't you come to me today to draw lots or take a test? There is no need to approve Marquis An's horoscope. I have already memorized it by heart."
Hua Yi didn't mention anything about what he owed to the Jin Palace, only the two hexagrams.
He didn't ask whether Jiachu knew about this.
Metaphysics itself is all about opportunity.
It was Jia Chu who came up to the mountain to ask for something from him, not him demanding repayment of the favor. Everything will be determined by God.
"If you draw lots, our temple has various lottery tubes for drawing."
Taoist Zhizhen smiled and held out a finger.
"One tael of silver can be drawn once."
"..."
Jiachu understood why there were so many rich people in Jinling.
They are really good at doing business. It can be said that they are all-pervasive. There is nothing they can't think of.
Jiachu originally wanted to draw lots, which would be easier, but seeing Taoist Zhizhen's money-obsessed look, he suddenly felt that drawing lots was not safe.
"Let's take a word test."
Jia Chu almost finished speaking.
Taoist Zhizhen immediately called Shiliang to get pen, ink, paper and inkstone and asked Jiachu to write.
When A first saw this, he asked cautiously: "Do you also charge money for writing?"
Then he might as well say it directly.
Unexpectedly, this time Zhizhen Taoist waved his hand: "I don't charge money. In this quiet place, talking about money is too vulgar."
"..."
On the first day of junior high school, I couldn't recall who just said that one tael of silver was drawn by lot.
Taoist Zhizhen and Hua Yi looked at each other, and the two old friends smiled knowingly.
Drawing lots to ask about good or bad luck. Although the number of lots is uncertain, you can still get a rough idea. In addition, there are gods in the case, which makes it more accurate.
And one tael of silver can buy a full set of lottery interpretations. Afterwards, the King of Jin knew that the lottery would need to be done by Hua Yi himself in the presence of Taoist Zhizhen. There was no guarantee that Hua Yi would not suspect that Hua Yi had deliberately set up a trap to cause unnecessary trouble.
The two of them made a tacit decision to waste the money they owed to Prince Jin's Mansion.
And the decision-making power rests with Jia Chu. If Jia Chu doesn't want to spend money to get the signature, he can only waste his favors to test the characters.
"This distinguished guest, you want the pen, ink, paper and inkstone."
Shiliang quickly spread the paper on the table, pressed it with an inkstone, and added water to rub out the wet ink.
When Jia Chu faced Seriang's thoughtful approach, he showed no sign of gratitude. On the contrary, when Seriang just stopped his hand, he dipped in a large puddle of ink. When he picked up the pen to write, it even splashed on Seriang's patched Taoist uniform. .
This was probably the first time Seriang encountered such an arrogant guest, and he was stunned for a moment, at a loss.
But people who know the truth are not surprised by this.
"I'll take Seriang down to wash up."
Ning Wuhao prepared to avoid suspicion.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step forward, the oncoming ink spots were thrown on his face.
"Don't leave!"
After Jiachu finished writing, a pair of sharp eagle eyes stared at Ning Wuyan.
A real murderous aura emanated from him, making everyone present shiver.
Su Rui and Su Zhou exchanged a look. After the latter shook his head helplessly, he knew that Su Zhou could not suppress this person. Just as he was about to stand up for Ning Wuyan, someone was already one step ahead of him.
Hua Yi once again stood between the two of them, taking a lunge, with his left hand clenching his fist on his chest, and his right hand forming a palm with the back facing forward.
"Young man from Prince Jin's Mansion, it's really rare that you have great martial arts skills at such a young age, but there are people outside the world. If you collide with others here, do you believe I will throw you down the mountain with the words you wrote?"
