Seeing Master Ciyun's face, Qin Liuxi did not embarrass Teng Tianhan and drove with him back to the city. As for what he asked for, it was for his only son.
Qin Liuxi looked at his face carefully and said, "What's wrong with your master? Your face doesn't look like someone who has a serious illness in his family, and his children's palace is not gloomy either."
Teng Tianhan was surprised: "Will you meet me?"
"Why, Master Ciyun didn't tell you about your ability to meet the destined person, so you just waited, because you were confident that you would be able to wait?" Qin Liu smiled at the west.
Teng Tianhan said: "Although I have not become a monk, I am still a half-disciple of Master Ciyun. When I was young, I served the master for several years and listened to his teachings."
Qin Liuxi glanced at the shiny rosary beads on his wrist and said: "It turns out that I have a destiny with Buddha. Don't call me Your Excellency. I am the Taoist priest of Qingping Temple in Licheng. My Taoist name is "Buqiu". He also knows some physiognomy skills.”
Teng Tianhan cupped his hands and said, "Master, you are polite." He then said, "My son is not seriously ill, but he is a weak disease brought from his mother's womb. And his temper..."
He paused for a moment, thinking about his son's actions, and there was a sense of powerlessness in his brows.
"So you want to seek medical attention?"
Teng Tianhan nodded.
Qin Liuxi was silent for a while and said: "I have a technique, the Taisu Pulse Technique, which can predict good and bad fortunes in the past. Diagnosing the father's pulse can tell the good or bad luck of the son. Sir, do you dare to let me hold the pulse?"
Teng Tianhan was stunned. The doctor he was seeking was for his only son, but the other party wanted to check his pulse?
Teng Tianhan, who is known as a god in solving cases, rarely showed a completely different expression from his usual calm and indifferent expression. He looked at Qin Liuxi steadily and said, "Can you tell the fate of my son by checking my pulse?"
How is it strange that one knows one's father and knows one's son?
Although Teng Tianhan has a predestined relationship with Buddhism and has been an official for many years. In recent years, he has been promoted to the rank of Shaoqing of Dali Temple. He has seen a lot of magicians and magicians, such as goddesses and alchemists who pretend to be gods and ghosts.
As for the child sitting cross-legged in front of her, she could only call it a half-grown child, and she could be her father.
Does this young alchemist really have that ability?
Qin Liuxi looked at him without dodge and said, "Master Teng is a widower, right?"
Teng Tianhan's fingertips curled up in his sleeves trembled, but the expression on his face remained unchanged.
If the driver driving the carriage outside knew his origin, he should also know that his deceased wife had been gone for many years, and the only son he had now was the result of his deceased wife's inability to give birth to him.
He held out his right hand.
Qin Liuxi smiled, took a slight breath, and stretched out two fingers with one hand to touch his pulse. While silently reciting the Taisu Pulse Jue in his heart, he pinched the magic jute with the other hand.
The Taisu Pulse Method uses the four pulse patterns of light, clear and heavy turbidity as its main principles to describe people. Those with light and clear pulses are noble, and those with heavy and turbid pulses are humble. Men mainly look at the liver pulse, which means they are famous for their fame, wealth and honor. .
Teng Tianhan's pulse was light and clear. Even if he had a minor illness, it was clear and not turbid.
He was born into a noble family. He was admitted as a Jinshi at the age of nineteen. He started a family in his prime. He started as a county magistrate and climbed up step by step to the rank of fourth-rank Shaoqing. He is only thirty-two years old now and has not yet had an official career. After all, he could be promoted to the second rank before the age of knowing his destiny.
Qin Liuxi didn't even open his eyes. He held his pulse with one hand and told him his origin and future.
Teng Tianhan's eyes were shocked.
"...The pulse is as slippery as a pill for no reason. If you press the finger again, it will be good. If you lift the finger, it will be smooth. However, sir, you have three parts of the pulse that are often slippery, indicating insufficient liver qi. Your liver usually hurts, right? Even though you are busy with official duties, you must also pay attention to liver detoxification and maintenance. , otherwise as time goes by, minor illnesses will turn into serious illnesses, and no matter how rich you are, you will be accompanied by medicine all day long, and even the illness will be incurable." Qin Liuxi's voice was particularly clear in the small carriage.
When Teng Tianhan heard this, his expression became more solemn.
He actually has some ability.
The imperial doctor in the palace also gave him a pulse, saying that he had liver and spleen disharmony. He had taken medicine, but because he was busy with official duties and worried about his only son, he did not pay attention to health care.
Qin Liuxi pinched the magic formula, and then explored it further. The tip of his eyebrows raised slightly and then relaxed, and after a while he retracted his two fingers.
Teng Tianhan handed her a handkerchief to wipe her hands: "How about it?"
"Two news, one good and one bad, which one do you want to hear first?"
Teng Tianhan's heart trembled and he asked, "Is it about my son?"
"Your Excellency and your noble son have a weak relationship as father and son, and you are not friendly when we get along with each other on weekdays."
Teng Tianhan argued: "He lost his mother when he was young, and he also suffered from a frailty, which caused his temper to be different from ordinary people. If his health improves, maybe..."
Qin Liuxi shook his head and said, "Sir, your pulse can't lie. You and the young master don't have a close relationship as father and son."
Teng Tianhan's face gradually turned ugly.
What does it mean to have a bad relationship between father and son? He understands that either the relationship between father and son is broken, or one of them dies, or they are completely different from each other.
"Another good news is that you will get a new wife, your family will be prosperous, and your family will be full of children and grandchildren." Qin Liuxi said: "In addition, I know that there will be a calamity of killing in the year of destiny. If you can survive it, you can live a long life. Killing them all will not make you happy. Your Excellency, you have risen to the top in one step. Even if cruel officials can make you achieve outstanding political achievements and be reused, they will also make you have a fearful reputation, harming the peace of the world, and you can abandon it at any time. Keep a tightrope in everything so that we can meet again in the future."
Teng Tianhan's back felt cold and his ears were buzzing.
Qin Liuxi's tone was very calm, but he was stunned to see the bloody storm that followed, which was shocking.
Teng Tianhan took a deep breath and asked, "Are you right?"
"Whether it's accurate or not depends on whether you believe it or not. When I say that you have a weak relationship with your young master, I don't mean that he is short-lived, but that he has a weak relationship with you and even the family. It's not because of the young master's health. This is fate." Qin Liuxi said calmly: "Don't worry, sir. Even though this one is not lucky, you still have at least two children to love him."
So should I cry or laugh?
Teng Tianhan didn't know what to say for a moment. On the one hand, she said that she and her son had a bad relationship, but on the other hand, she said that she had a strong family.
Yes, Zhao'er is already seven years old, and his family has already planned to remarry him. They have already identified a person, and they will bring him in after the new year at the latest.
Teng Tianhan said: "No matter what, do you still want the master to treat my son?"
Qin Liuxi nodded and stretched out his hand.
Teng Tianhan was puzzled: "???"
"Sir, it's time to pay me the fortune for your fortune telling."
Teng Tianhan reacted and quickly went to look for his wallet in his sleeve pocket, only to find that he didn't have any wallet with him. They were all at the steward's place.
Looking into Qin Liuxi's clear eyes, he felt a little embarrassed and said, "I don't have any silver with me. Can I give it to you after I return to the city?"
Qin Liuxi took back his hand and said, "That's okay."
She thought for a while and then said: "If you don't give me the Gua gold, you can find me two useful craftsmen who can pay for it."
"Oh? What kind of craftsman do you want?"
"I know how to make candied fruits, and my hands and feet are neat and clean." Qin Liuxi said.
That's it?
Teng Tianhan thought he wanted someone powerful, but as a candied fruit maker, would she be so sweet?
I can't do 4 updates every day. After all, there are 8,000 words. Zhamo's old arm still has various shoulder, waist, and back disabilities, which can't be cured. Let's add more updates occasionally ~ I'm starting to do a lot of health care! ! !
