Chapter 144: The House of Nobles, Seven Yuan Endowments
The next day, the sun rose brightly in the east. The capital city, which had been noisy all night, looked a little tired at sunrise. There were only a few pedestrians on the road, and shops for buying breakfast had opened one after another, selling grains, oils, and meat.
A similar aroma rises with the faint curls of cooking smoke.
The Drum Tower beat the drums twelve times, and the heavy city gate opened little by little. The sound of the door shaft turning was like thunder. In the remaining gloomy night, two prodigal sons, one big and one small, stood in front of the door.
The younger one looks like he has not yet reached his crown. He is wearing a moon-white monk's robe and has a smooth head without any ring scars. He looks like a novice monk in the temple. He is also carrying a long white flag with a rolled face.
It was not opened.
The eldest one was eight feet tall, with his arms bare, revealing his beautiful white tendons. His whole body, except for his trousers, was covered with a pure white scarf, which looked nondescript.
The morning sun gave them a layer of gold, half-cheeked faces were shrouded in the light, casting deep shadows like ravines, and their clear eyes were like stars, shining brightly.
They really look like two great heroes!
Unfortunately, the two heroes were stopped by the guards before they even stepped through the city gate.
"Who are you! Why did you come to the capital? And you, take off your face towel and get some clothes. You are not allowed in if you are not dressed properly!"
These soldiers who guarded the capital were all members of the imperial court. They were later hired by wealthy families in the city, and they were still responsible for monitoring incoming guests.
After saying these words, Mo Yun was speechless, and Lu Zhengkang immediately stepped forward to greet him.
"Amitabha! This benefactor, you are causing trouble with your mouth!"
"Don't do this! You are young and don't learn well! I have been guarding the city gate for so many years, no one has seen it! Don't play this kind of trick!" The garrison soldier with two mustaches on his lips waved his hand as if to say
After sending the beggars away, the surrounding soldiers also gathered around, with the intention of throwing them out.
"Oh, you can't say that. If the young monk's prediction is correct, the benefactor lost thirty taels of silver in the gambling house yesterday! Tsk, it's a pity that the benefactor was not bad at gambling, but was deceived by a con man!
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The rat-bearded soldier's face darkened, and he muttered: "What a Liu Qishou, you've got me wrong...", then he looked at Lu Zhengkang warily, "This... little master, you know how to tell fortunes."
Are you a fortune teller? May I ask why you came to the capital?"
"You have said that I am a fortune teller, so I must be here to make money." Lu Zhengkang unfolded the long flag. It was empty, but it was full of momentum when waving it, "Listen up! I am a poor monk who knows five hundred things in advance.
Years later, it will be known that for five hundred years, he is a master of astronomy and geography. He can deduce bad luck, find dragons and point acupoints, subjugate demons and exorcise demons, and he is a mysterious monk with vast magical powers!"
His drake voice, which has just gone through the period of voice change, makes the cowhide sound loud. Just looking at this posture is still very intimidating.
The rat-bearded soldier was quite embarrassed, "Okay, I'll spare you the trouble, little master Miaoji, but I'm afraid this strong man won't be able to enter the city without his clothes on."
Lu Zhengkang rolled his eyes and was about to start making up random things, when a group of carriages came from outside the city and stopped behind them.
The curtain of the first four-passenger cart was opened, and an old man dressed as a steward came out and said to several soldiers: "My master invites these two strong men to get in the cart, and you can go back to your places."
"As ordered!" These soldiers were very respectful, and it seemed that they had met their master.
Lu Zhengkang twisted his bald head, grinned at the old man, handed over the long flag in his hand unceremoniously, and then pulled Mo Yun into the car.
As soon as you enter, you can immediately tell that the owner of this house is extraordinary.
The carriage is almost as spacious as Lu Zhengkang's residence in Shaolin. There is an East China Sea tortoise shell bead curtain in the middle section to separate the inside and outside. A collection of fine lacquerware and porcelain is placed on the Guangnan purple sandalwood table. The floor is covered with several thick layers of Shu
Splendid silk and satin, still lying in the middle
A complete white tiger skin from Liaodong. A hint of South China Sea agarwood fills the room. The smell is gentle and powerful, which makes people feel refreshed. Looking up, there is a white jade carving dragon crossing the river plate inlaid on the top. It is elegant in quality and soft in color, and the edges are inlaid.
A circle of Suihou beads, bright and clean.
Mo Yun raised his eyebrows and sent a message to Lu Zhengkang, "This person is at least one of the most powerful people in the capital."
Lu Zhengkang nodded and said nothing.
The old butler fetched a clean brocade shirt from somewhere and handed it to Mo Yun. The swordsman kept silent, lowered his head and put on the clothes.
After he finished changing, the butler stood outside the bead curtain and said loudly: "The two distinguished guests have arrived!"
Immediately, a burst of crisp and clear laughter came from behind the screen in the bead curtain. A woman wearing a gold gauze dress lifted a corner of the curtain and waved to Lu Zhengkang and the two, "Guests, please come in and have a cup of tea!"
Lu Zhengkang squinted his eyes, made eleven salutes, and recited the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, the donor is polite."
"Nawu Luyuan Bodhisattva, this young master is very polite, please come in!" This woman from a well-known family is very humble and enthusiastic, and, not surprisingly, she is a follower of Lu Zhengkang.
Wearing bead curtains, turning the screen, they sat opposite each other in front of a sea of tea with root carvings. The woman brewed a cup of green tea for each of them.
Mo Yun took the white porcelain tea cup without opening his face towel, sniffed it gently, and praised: "Mingqian Longjing is more than just a simple tea."
The woman smiled politely, turned to Lu Zhengkang and asked, "Are you satisfied, little master?"
"Tasting tea is not about the taste, but about the mood." Lu Zhengkang pretended.
"I didn't expect you to have such knowledge at such a young age," the woman smiled slightly, "just now my old servant heard you boasting that you knew five hundred years before and five hundred years afterward, and he didn't know whether it was true or not."
"If you don't believe it, the poor monk will tell you by reading his palm."
"Which hand?"
"First right, then left."
The woman handed over her hand, but he did not look at it. Instead, he stared at the woman's face and kept counting with his right hand, as if a lotus flower was blooming. At the same time, he muttered something. In fact, he used his clairvoyance to gain a general understanding of the woman's life.
"It's not Sun, it's not Wang... it's not Qian Lai, it's not Zhao...
"...Well, the donor is well-off and well-off. He was born into a noble family. Hey, his surname is Quan and his given name is Suhuan. He is thirty-two years old. Is that correct?"
"good."
Then Lu Zhengkang carefully observed the palm of Quan Suhuan and used the techniques he learned from palmistry to interpret the palmistry.
"Long fingers, short palms, dragons swallowing tigers, the benefactor must be a person who thinks carefully about things... thin palms, thin palms, alas, bad luck..."
People have seven qualities, namely perseverance, courage, intelligence, calmness, watery nature, delicacy, and good fortune. The most important thing in fortune telling is to distinguish the strength and weakness of these seven elements.
Quan Suhuan is a person who possesses water nature and calmness, followed by delicacy and perseverance, and is very lacking in the remaining three. As a powerful person, he can be regarded as a conservative person. He has enough foundation to maintain the family, but he is unable to do any groundbreaking things.
Lu Zhengkang analyzed it, and Quan Suhuan kept nodding in approval.
"Sure enough!" Quan Suhuan signaled to the housekeeper, and the old servant went to the cabinet nearby and took out two jade treasures and placed them on the small table next to the tea sea.
This kind of treasure jewelry often has miraculous abilities and can provide some benefits to the owner, so it is a very sought-after item.
"A small gift is not a sign of respect. I wonder if the young master has any insights into Buddhist scriptures?"
"I don't dare to express my opinions. I just gained a little bit."
"Please come and stay at my house for a few days. Yu Zheng has many things that I don't understand and I want to ask for your advice."
Mo Yun couldn't help but ask: "There is the Daxiangguo Temple in the capital, why doesn't Madam go there to listen to the scriptures?"
Lu Zhengkang coughed and said, "It is better to obey orders than to be respectful!"
