Sensing that something was wrong with Shen Zhuo's expression, Lu Waner poked her head over and followed Shen Zhuo's gaze and looked out. Then, she saw a dusty old Taoist priest holding a rag flag on the street outside the restaurant, panting and chasing a few beggars.
"Jiaojiao, do you know this Taoist priest?" Lu Waner asked.
Shen Zhuo rubbed his forehead and nodded without saying anything.
Then Shen Zhuo briefly talked about how he met Qing Xuzi and why he asked him to manage Ji Shan Tang.
Hearing what Shen Zhuo said, Lu Waner and others suddenly became interested, stopped listening, and immediately went to the street to find Qing Xuzi.
Ying'er knew Qing Xuzi and took the initiative to find him. Not long after, Ying'er came back with Qing Xuzi.
Qingxuzi is still wearing the same gray Taoist robe, he is still shriveled and skinny, and his hair is still as matted as straw... He is more of a refugee than a refugee. No wonder the little beggar wants to run away when he looks at him, because he is afraid that he will steal what he has. Eat?
Shen Zhuo was curious, what did Qing Xuzi do with all the money he earned from her?
When Lu Waner and others saw Qing Xuzi's venerable appearance, they couldn't help but wonder: "Are you really good at telling fortunes, reading Feng Shui, and predicting good or bad luck?"
"Of course." Qing Xuzi smoothed his beard and said reservedly, "For fortune telling, it costs ten taels of silver a time."
Zhang Jingyi winked at his maid Yu Po, who consciously took out ten taels of silver and put it on the table.
"Taoist Priest, please help me do the math." Zhang Jingyi said.
Qing Xuzi picked up the broken silver, put it in his mouth and bit it, then carefully looked at the tooth marks before putting it in his arms with a smile on his face.
"What do you want, Miss? Do you also want to see the past life and the next life?" Qing Xuzi said with a smile.
Zhang Jingyi shook her head: "I don't look at that." Her face turned slightly red and she said a little shyly, "Uh, I, I want to calculate the marriage."
"Pfft", the other people covered their mouths and laughed. A few pairs of clear eyes were all fixed on Qing Xuzi, and they all urged: "Taoist Master, calculate quickly, calculate quickly."
Qing Xuzi took out a cloth bag from his Taoist robe, and then took out paper and pen and ink from the cloth bag, and handed it to Zhang Jingyi: "Please also write down the birthday of the lady."
Zhang Jingyi finished writing a few strokes of "shuashuashua" and handed it to Qing Xuzi. Qing Xuzi spread the paper flat on the table, then took out three copper coins from his belt, and handed them to Zhang Jingyi: "Miss, silently recite what you want, and then throw the money on the birthday horoscope."
Zhang Jingyi closed her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking silently. It took a long time before she threw the money out.
"Dang-dang-dang" made a few crisp sounds, and the three copper coins settled down.
Qing Xuzi stroked his beard and looked at it for a long time before saying: "This lady is destined to be rich and noble, but her marriage has been bumpy. Even if it succeeds in the end, it will be a day of chaos every day, but it will be considered happy. Good luck! Good luck!"
"Are you making up a lie? How can you call yourself happy when everything is going crazy every day?" Lu Waner said.
Qing Xuzi's little eyes widened, his mustache trembled, and he groaned angrily: "Little girl, you don't have to believe what I said, but you can't say that I made up lies!"
Zhang Jingyi didn't mind, she smiled, as long as what she wanted in her heart came true, it didn't matter what she was doing. Besides, she always only chooses the good ones and doesn’t believe the bad ones. So she took out another ten taels of silver as a reward to Qing Xuzi.
The others thought it was fun and took out their money one after another, vying to let Qing Xuzi predict their fortunes.
Xiao Yushu's message is: all the family wealth is gone, true love is revealed in times of need, many children bring good fortune, and great benefits come from the East. Good luck, good luck!
Meng Qinglian's story is: Although she fell into pieces and was crushed into dust, she blossomed twice, emerged from her cocoon and became a butterfly, and lived a prosperous life with many children and grandchildren. Good luck, good luck!
Lu Wan'er's story is: With noble people protecting you, you will have a worry-free life. Although your marriage has twists and turns, your life will still go smoothly, and the piano and the piano will play together. Good luck, great luck!
When Lu Waner heard this, she immediately felt that Qing Xuzi was definitely not a liar, but an expert.
Only Wen Mingyun asked about the rise and fall of the family. Qing Xuzi looked at it for a while and then said: "What a prosperous destiny, the ninth generation of the minister's family. Good luck, great luck!"
Qingxuzi's divination, no matter what he said before, the conclusion was always auspicious, which made several people very happy, and they all gave Qingxuzi a lot of extra silver rewards.
Only Shen Zhuo became more frightened the more he listened. What Qing Xuzi calculated was roughly similar to the situation in his previous life, but not the same. Did he really bump into him by making random nonsense?
Shen Zhuo looked deeply at Qing Xuzi, and the more he looked at him, the more he felt that this experienced liar was unfathomable.
Qing Xuzi held a large pile of silver coins and smiled so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. He bared his big white teeth and said: "Ladies, this matter of fate is not static. Life changes according to your heart. If you think well in your heart, your life will go. Okay, let’s go…”
"Today's calculation is just the destiny we saw today. If we calculate it another day, it may be a new destiny."
"It is fate that Pindao meets you all today. Why don't you each deposit a hundred taels here with Pindao so that you can come and tell your fortune at any time in the future. How about I give you a 50% discount on fortune telling from now on?"
When Shen Zhuo heard this, he suddenly felt that this old man was a charlatan. What he said before was probably just a matter of luck.
After everyone finished calculating, their interest continued, so Wen Mingyun suggested going to Jishan Hall to have a look. After they bought the house, they had never been there. Today they happened to meet Qing Xuzi, so they might as well go and take a look.
Guanshan Tower is not far from Jishan Hall, only five streets away. It only takes a quarter of an hour to get there by carriage. After everyone said goodbye to Mrs. Wei Guogong, they got on the carriage and went to Jishan Hall.
Ji Shan Tang is not much different from the last time we visited. The house still has white walls and blue tiles, it is very simple and simple, without much decoration. But there were more people in the house. After stepping over the hidden wall, I saw four or five children in the courtyard, either cleaning the courtyard or doing chores.
As soon as Qingxuzi entered the courtyard, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Dao one, Dao two, Dao three, Dao four, Dao five, Dao six, Dao seven, come out quickly, come out all. Come and meet the great good man!"
After a while, a row of children stood in front of Shen Zhuo and others. They were all about five or six years old, including five boys and two little girls.
"We want to rescue the refugees, who asked you to use them as servants?" Lu Wan'er pointed at Qing Xuzi with her eyes widened.
"Oh, Miss Lu, what you said is wrong. What Pindao is doing is exactly helping." Qing Xuzi explained hurriedly.
"As the saying goes, 'It is better to teach people how to fish than to teach them how to fish.' Of course, it is better to give them errands to do and money to earn."
"Moreover, it's not good to ask them to clean up the yard and do chores on a daily basis, and then help out when food and supplies are distributed every month."
Wen Mingyun was silent and said, "So, these people were all brought by the Taoist priest from the street?"
Qingxuzi laughed "hehe" and said sarcastically: "This is not a charity organization, no one believes it."
"It's not that no one in Shantang believes it, but it's you that no one believes in, right?" Xiao Yushu hit the nail on the head.
Meng Qinglian held her chin, walked around Qing Xuzi twice, and said, "Well, it does look like a liar. How about finding someone to help the Taoist priest clean up?"
So, Feng Er took Qing Xuzi out for a walk, and found someone to arrange his hair, shave, wash his face, buy new robes, new shoes... Such tidying up, but really It feels a bit like an immortal.
Now that I have to go out on the streets to find people to do good deeds, I probably won't scare them away by forcefully forcing them to do so.
Also coming back with Feng Er were Wei Ziyuan and Jiang Yan. Wei Ziyuan met Feng Er on the road and heard about them, so he followed them to take a look.
"You are not allowed to tell others about this! Otherwise I will write the embarrassing things about your childhood into a playbook and let the whole city know about it!" Zhang Jingyi glared at Wei Ziyuan fiercely.
Wei Ziyuan touched his nose with a complicated expression: "Okay, I won't tell anyone. I won't mention it to anyone."
Jiang Yan silently glanced at his general and said nothing.
"You here are either children or old people. Why don't I give you a few people who can look after the home and do some heavy work." Wei Ziyuan looked around and suggested.
Shen Zhuo and the others were naturally happy and there was no one who disagreed. Not long after, Wei Ziyuan sent four elite soldiers over.
