Chang Xiaoman hid his face and ran away, and the topic of the girls returned to Ye Xiaochuan.
Ouyang Caiyu asked confusedly: "Nineteen, do you know Mr. Ye's birth date?"
Yang Jiujiu shook his head and said: "The little senior brother was picked up from the mountain by Master. It has been a few months since he brought it back to the mountain. I only know that he was born in the year of Wushen. As for the specific date, who knows."
Yang Liudi said: "Wushen year, Bingchen month, Xinhai day, this is the boy's birthday."
Everyone looked at Yangliu Flute strangely, and were very surprised.
Hong Juer said: "Second Senior Sister, how do you know?"
Yang Liudi said: "You guys are so busy robbing me of my junior sister's betrothal gifts, why don't you even read the betrothal letter? Isn't it written with Xiaochuan's birthday and horoscope?"
The girls understood immediately.
Gu Pan'er took out an old almanac, searched it, and said: "Wu Shen, Bing Chen, Xin Hai, if calculated according to these horoscopes, the little senior brother was born on the fifth day of April thirty-four years ago."
The girls took a look and found that the date on the old almanac was indeed the fifth day of April.
Ouyang Caiyu said: "Then the day after tomorrow is Mr. Ye's birthday, isn't it? Should we celebrate it for him?"
Everyone loved the excitement and nodded immediately, thinking this proposal was a good one.
Because he didn't know Ye Xiaochuan's specific birth date, he had never celebrated a birthday in the past thirty years or even eaten a birthday peach.
Yang Liudi and other women brought Ye Xiaochuan up since childhood. Now Ye Xiaochuan is also known as the son-in-law of Yuanshui Xiaozhu. He deserves to give Ye Xiaochuan a decent birthday party. In fact, everyone is concerned about the two people Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou in the appointment letter.
Ye Xiaochuan was a picked-up wild child, while Yun Qiyou was born in heaven. The timeline of heaven is different from that of the human world, and the chronology is even more different.
Far.
During the engagement phase, everyone thought Cangyun Sect was just going through the motions.
In fact, Ye Xiaochuan's birth date and horoscope in the appointment letter were true.
Others don't know his specific date of birth, how could Fairy Liuyun not know it.
Ye Xiaochuan's birthday is the year of Wushen, the month of Bingchen, and the day of Xinhai.
This year is the year of Wuyin. According to the chronology of the heavenly stems and earthly branches, Ye Xiaochuan should be thirty-four years old this year, which means he is actually thirty-five years old.
Ouyang Caiyu found an excuse to leave. After avoiding Yang Jiujiu and other women, he took out a pen and paper, wrote and drew on it, and then walked back cunningly.
The old storyteller originally wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune, but now he can only sigh.
When he was depressed, a beautiful little head stuck out in front of him.
It turned out to be Ouyang Caiyu.
Ouyang Caiyu looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him. He took out a piece of red paper from his arms and whispered: "Old sir, this is my birth date. Please calculate it for me."
The old storyteller was very happy and said: "I wonder what the fairy wants to do?"
Ouyang Caiyu said: "Marriage!"
The old storyteller stretched out his hand and said: "One hundred taels of silver."
Ouyang Caiyu said: "Didn't you say one tael of silver before? Why do you want a hundred taels now?"
The old storyteller said: "Before, it was a group purchase price. When there were more people, the price was naturally cheaper. It was called small profits but quick turnover. Now that there is only one fairy, the price is naturally higher."
One hundred taels of silver was naturally not worth mentioning to Ouyang Caiyu. He casually took out an ingot of gold and said, "If you calculate it carefully, this ingot of gold will be yours."
The old storyteller smiled happily and opened the red paper. There were two sets of birth dates on it.
One group reads: Wushen, Bingchen, Xinhai.
One group reads: Gengxu, Gengzi, Dingmao.
He was surprised and said: "This is?"
Ouyang Caiyu said: "The first group is the birth date of the person I like, and the next group is my horoscope. Can you see if we are destined in this life?"
The old storyteller nodded, pinched his fingers, shook his head and said: "When your two horoscopes are combined, wood is stronger than fire, and fire is weak. Your fate is with wood." Ouyang Caiyu felt that what this old man said was somewhat reasonable. Back then,
The first time I met Ye Xiaochuan was because Ye Xiaochuan went to Langya Mountain to sell a piece of golden nanmu to Yang Jiujiu's father, saying that he and Ye Xiaochuan had a knot because of the wood.
Fate, in Ouyang Caiyu's opinion, this is indeed the case.
Measuring characters, reading faces, judging fortunes and asking divination, and divination of fortune and misfortune are considered by some to be feudal superstitious activities, but there are also those who firmly believe in them.
In the past, the calculation methods of Tiangang Divine Calculation, Divine Machine Nine Calculations, etc. can reach the heavens. As for the principles, outsiders do not know.
This kind of thing exists if you believe it; if you don't believe it, it doesn't exist.
Ouyang Caiyu was obviously fooled into believing it by the old storyteller, and he quickly asked if he had a relationship with the man he liked in this life.
As the first order of business after reopening, the other party is still a rich golden pig, so the old storyteller naturally wants to make money of that ingot of gold.
He squinted his eyes, made magic seals with his hands, and muttered words. It looked very high and deep, but in fact he was still chanting his deceptive mantra.
Mountains of gold and silver belong to me. I want to buy two rivers, one for bathing and one for soaking feet. If you ask where the gold and silver come from? I can cheat one by one... After reciting the formula, the old storyteller opened his eyes.
, said: "Fairy, forgive me for my words, your relationship with that young master is probably going to have a lot of ups and downs. According to the secret that I just got a glimpse of, that young master's heart will be won sooner than later. If not,
Due to such a big change of chance, you may not be destined for each other in this life."
Ouyang Caiyu's pretty face instantly turned pale.
She originally thought that the old storyteller would pick up some nice words to say, and it would not be a loss for her to spend a gold coin to buy a few words that she liked to hear.
But the old storyteller told her straightforwardly that he and Ye Xiaochuan were destined to have no connection. This was completely counter-intuitive. How could any of the fortune tellers in the world say such unpleasant things in front of the benefactor?
Ouyang Caiyu felt indescribably irritated when he thought that Ye Xiaochuan had only been interested in Yun Qiyou all these years and was already engaged to Yun Qiyou.
Seeing that the time was almost up, the old storyteller said: "It's not that there is no way to do this."
Ouyang Caiyu said: "Please give me some advice, sir."
The old storyteller said: "Fate is determined by heaven, and so is marriage. If a fairy wants to break the shackles of fate, it is not impossible."
After saying that, he asked Ouyang Caiyu to come over and whisper for a while.
After Ouyang Caiyu listened, he looked at the old storyteller with some suspicion and said, "Is this method feasible?"
The old storyteller said seriously: "This is the only way to solve it."
Ouyang Caiyu paid the gold and walked back three times.
She seemed to be still struggling with whether the secret method taught to her by the old storyteller was true or false.
The old storyteller looked like a philistine businessman. He put the ingot of gold in his mouth and bit it. It was real gold, not brass, and he immediately started to smile.
Just as he was rejoicing, another head stretched out in front of him. It was still a beautiful woman. It turned out to be Gu Pan'er.