Sheng Fu

Chapter 485 Small objects are okay
Nanling Bridge, fifteen feet long and three feet wide, is a rough stone arch bridge. There is no river under the bridge, and it is a fork in the road.

Under the bridge are either old farmers selling vegetables, or aunts selling candied haws.

Every day, many people pass under this bridge, and many buyers who are greedy for cheap will buy vegetables under the bridge.

Beside the pillars of the bridge, a table, a dragon-finding ruler, a pair of gossip plates, and a dilapidated signboard stand, which is called "Fortune-telling Accurate."

The man who told the fortune was about 25 years old, and his appearance could only be regarded as delicate and handsome.

His name is Peng Yue, and he has been telling fortunes here for three to five years.

Most of the people who came to him for fortune-telling were women, and because Peng Yue was handsome, they used fortune-telling as an excuse to fight with Peng Yue, tease each other, and make fun of each other.

Peng Yue is also very good at presenting things, every time he is delighted to fool some rough-skinned women and Taoists, telling nasty jokes openly and secretly.

As for fortune-telling, there are occasional efficacies. For example, one time Peng Yue told a woman that there was a happy event after returning home. After the woman returned home, she learned that her son had become a junior captain in the army.

Or tell some women that they may have a bloody disaster in the near future.

In fact, it is to calculate when those women will come and what.

After coming and going, Peng Yue became a bosom friend of many wives and families. Every three to five days, there would be a woman who would take care of his business, tease the boredom, and give some rewards.

When the family is a little richer, those housewives will serve Peng Yue the meat cooked at home.

And the rest of the small vendors under the bridge were also imbued with some of Peng Yue's aura. After Peng Yue's fortune-telling, they would buy some vegetable leaves, or candied haws, or buy some tricks for the children at home.

Therefore, Peng Yue is also a character in the area of ​​Nanling Bridge, at least the small merchants are quite polite when they see him.

And some old and unscrupulous men also wanted to meet some wives with not particularly rough skin through Peng Yue, to see if they could make a difference.

For such matters, Peng Yue also politely declined, either singing a double reed with the woman to decline, or implying that the other party was not capable enough to satisfy others.

In addition, Peng Yue's handsome face is not common in rural areas. Rough people always like to judge people by their appearance. Many people privately discuss that if Peng Yue goes to a prosperous place, maybe he can become a rich widow's young husband .

In the afternoon, under the Nanling Bridge, it was not yet a good time for business, and it was a little deserted under the bridge, and many small vendors had not come to set up their stalls.

On Peng Yue's left and right sides, there is a sweet potato seller and another cabbage seller.

Plus his fortune teller.

The old god was leaning on the wooden chair. The wooden chair was glowing white and had a wooden feel. However, upon closer inspection, one could find that the wooden chair was made of monster bones. It's a pity that the rough people around him didn't know what to do.

You have to be ignorant of the goods, otherwise someone would beat Peng Yue early in the morning, take the chair away and sell it to a good buyer.

"I really don't know if there is any meat to eat today?" Peng Yue whispered to himself.

A few days ago, Aunt Li said that she would cook meat for him today, and by the way, calculate the marriage of her children, but it was already afternoon, and Aunt Li's meat hadn't arrived yet.

I don't know if it's because of dry mouth or a little qi deficiency these days, but Peng Yue really wants to eat some meat.

Peng Yue picked up the folding fan, and just about to fan the wind, at the end of his field of vision, he saw a young man in brocade clothes and jade belt, walking towards him slowly, although he was walking slowly, he arrived in front of Peng Yue in an instant.

Peng Yue had seen the world before, this black brocade robe seemed ordinary, no different from the brocade robe worn by other young masters, but upon closer inspection, there were dragon patterns.

Yu Wenjun smiled softly: "I heard people say that you can tell good fortune and misfortune by looking at a face, why don't you come and see my face?"

Peng Yue was slightly taken aback, and for the first time in three to five years of fortune-telling, he showed serious eyes.

"Young master's face is so powerful, especially the sun-horned dragon face on his forehead, which has the ability to open up the world."

"Dragon flow flows between the brows, come to me for fortune-telling, I'm afraid I will be sorry for the young master's face."

Hearing Peng Yue's words, Yu Wenjun laughed silently, but unfortunately there is only one chair here, so he can only stand.

Yu Wenjun said with a subtle smile: "I am very satisfied, but what is the price?"

Peng Yue said: "A small piece of silver is enough."

Yu Wenjun said softly: "I don't have any silver on me, I wonder if it's okay to use some small things as collateral?"

Peng Yue said: "That depends on what kind of small object it is."

Yu Wenjun opened the Wujiang bracelet, took out the paulownia gift box, and placed it lightly on the table.

Peng Yue frowned slightly, he was indeed a wealthy customer, the bracelet was an extraordinary item, no one who was not a prince or aristocrat would be blessed to enjoy it.

"Open it and have a look." Yu Wenjun smiled softly.

Peng Yue slowly opened the gift box, it was a traditional Chinese medicine called Angelica.

Only then did Peng Yue realize that the gift box was made of paulownia wood.

Angelica! ?
There should be a phoenix in the phoenix tree.

Peng Yue asked softly: "In today's human race, there is such an imposing young master, I'm afraid there is only Young Master Yuwen."

Yu Wenjun nodded slightly and said: "I recall a past event. In the past, I participated in the returning to the sea. On the way back, Zhang Benchu ​​sent a banner saying that Mr. Yuwen is unparalleled in the world."

"The banner is now on the black lion's kennel."

"You remind me of old times."

"I don't know if that's the case, whether it's hitting it off."

Peng Yue got up from the chair, clasped his hands together and said, "I'm next to you, Peng Yue, I've seen you, Young Master."

Yu Wenjun asked softly: "I don't know if this little thing is as good as it should be?"

Peng Yue thought for a while and said, "I'm waiting for an aunt to bring me meat today, I'm afraid it's today's business, and today can't be done."

Yu Wenjun said with great interest: "How long will it take?"

Peng Yue said: "I don't know when that aunt will come, there is no definite date."

Yu Wenjun nodded slightly, and said, "Then you can wait here, and I will come back in a few days."

After saying that, Yu Wenjun turned and left, gradually disappearing from Peng Yue's sight step by step.

The young fortune teller looked lost, his eyes were erratic, he didn't count that a distinguished guest came today.

He laughed softly and said: "Forget it, just do what you want. If the sky is clear in a few days, I will go. If it is cloudy and rainy, I will not go. The green mountains in the world are the same, and there are many places to go."

At this moment, an old lady in low-quality plain clothes came with meat. Aunt Li's appearance was not bad. Although her skin was rough, her eyebrows and eyes were very gentle. When she saw Peng Yue, she showed a humane smile and greeted him. Said: "The meat is here."

Peng Yue was in a good mood, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to eat meat.

Hengchang Hall.

After Yu Wenjun returned, he drank tea alone, and Jing Peiyao went to the cabinet. He was here alone, and he didn't feel lonely.

I wanted to go to Xie Yiming's place to have a look, but after thinking about it, there was no reason.

Right at this moment, a carrier pigeon from the north flew into the hall.

Yu Wenjun took down the letter and looked at it, his brows gradually relaxed.

"There is a person whose knowledge is close to the level of Wujue and Qilu. He is a poor scholar and one of my old friends."

The handwriting is sharp and restrained. After becoming the head of the Helian family, Fucheng gradually became gentle.

Yu Wenjun knew that Fucheng would not let him down in this matter.

After drinking a cup of clear water from Longquan, Yu Wenjun crossed the void and went to the north.

If you have a choice, a couple of ink for the fortune teller is all you need.

(End of this chapter)