A guide to getting rich

Chapter 1063

Observatory

After Chu Yan came out of Dongfang Bieyuan, he hurried out of the capital and rushed to Wangyunpo in the suburbs of Beijing. The Star Observation Tower was built on this Wangyunpo, which can be said to be the tallest building within hundreds of miles.

The astrologer often studies astrology in this observatory building, and sometimes sends some observation results to the palace every ten days and a half months, or every three and a half years.

Father didn't really believe in this, and he didn't care much about the results of the physiognomist's observations, and sometimes he didn't even take a look at them.

This is also the reason why physicists have sent observation results to the palace less and less in recent years.

Chu Yan didn't believe it in the past, and he just took it as nonsense when he said that the stars were destined, but now, he believed it.

He wanted to ask the physiognomist, what should he do if he wants to cut off the connection between a person and his previous life?
No matter what he was asked to do, no matter what the price, he would not hesitate.

The gate of the Star Observation Building was tightly closed, and he knocked for a long time before a yawning young man came out to open the door.

The young man didn't know Chu Yan, not to mention the young man, even the physicist, didn't know Chu Yan, after all, he had never seen him before.

"Who are you looking for, Young Master?" Seeing that he was dressed gorgeously and had a graceful bearing, the young man dared not neglect him, and his attitude was very polite.

Chu Yan said, "Is the phase master here?"

The young man shook his head: "Master is not here, is there something urgent for you?"

Chu Yan frowned: "When will he come back? I have something important to ask him."

The young man looked apologetic: "I'm really sorry, the master has traveled all over the world. I really don't know how long it will take to get back."

Chu Yan's heart turned cold, "Then how long has he been there?"

The young man made some calculations and said, "It's been more than half a year if you don't talk about it."

"Did he say where he was going? If he could bring a letter back?"

The young man shook his head: "The master never tells his disciples when he goes out, nor does he bring letters to his disciples. He leaves when he wants to go, and returns when he wants to go. The last time he went out, it took two years."

Chu Yan was unwilling, "Can I go in and have a look?" Maybe the physiognomy master would leave some books or the like, which would be helpful to him.

The young man is generous: "Of course, the master has said that as long as anyone wants to come to the observatory, they can come in and out as they please, and they can also read the books inside. If you have any questions, you can leave your handwriting and address on the notepad." , when he comes back, he will answer and reply one by one."

Chu Yan followed the young man into the Star Observation Tower. He had heard of the Star Observation Tower many times, but it was the first time he had come back.

In his previous memory, the physicist was about the same status as a magic stick, but now, he has become taller.

It turns out that the mysteries of the world are beyond people's imagination, and the theory of constellations compiled by the physiognomy is not just imagination.

It's just that people in the world are stupid and only willing to believe what they want to believe.

If you don't want to believe something, no matter what evidence you have, you won't believe it.

Today, if Bai Zhi hadn't brought out those things, and he had seen and heard them with his own eyes, how could he have believed them?You can't believe it even if you kill him!
There are three floors in the Guanxing Building. The first floor is the living room and living room, and the second floor is the study room and the library.The third floor is the observatory, where the astrologer watches the stars at night on weekdays.

After looking at each floor, Chu Yan returned to the study on the second floor, and the desk was covered with a white cloth.

After removing the white cloth, there are pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the table, as well as an unfinished scroll.

The things are placed randomly, and it looks like the owner has just used them up and hasn't had time to tidy them up.

The ink in the inkstone had long since dried up, and the things on the painting were so mysterious that he couldn't understand them at all.

"What is this painting?" Chu Yan pointed to the painting and asked the boy beside him.

(End of this chapter)