Yang Shu and his party of four stayed in the Chang Family Courtyard, where they had good food and good sleep, and were very comfortable.
Young Master Chang was worried that he would not be able to wait any longer, so he came to stay with him the next day and said that there were some interesting places in the suburbs of Beijing.
Yang Shu played with him for several days, and at the same time, he "unintentionally" talked to him a lot.
For example, he is the son of the eldest daughter of the current head of Xuanwu Mountain, and he grew up next to his grandfather. Because of his extremely high talent, his grandfather deliberately cultivated him and even considered him as his successor.
But Mr. Yang was not interested in this and found opportunities to sneak out and play around.
Hearing that Nanchu was more fun, he bought a fake road guide and played all the way to Nan'an.
After playing like this for a few days, Mr. Chang felt that he was familiar with him and asked him to tell his fortune with a smile.
Mr. Yang waved his hand and said, "I don't feel very good today, so I'll ask Duofu to take care of it for you."
Mr. Chang hesitated: "This..."
Yang Shu said: "Don't underestimate Duofu. She has been with me since she was a child and is much better than those fortune tellers."
Young Master Chang thought to himself, that's okay. If the maid is capable, wouldn't it be possible to tell whether he is capable?
Duofu took out the hexagram tube and asked him to shake the hexagram.
After he poured out the copper coins from the hexagram tube, Duofu took a look and said, "Young Master Chang has an elder brother, right?"
Young Master Chang was shocked. No one in his family knew about this. Others called him Young Master and thought he was the eldest son.
Duofu said: "Everyone's fate is closely related to other people, especially relatives. Judging from the hexagrams, there is a calamity in Mr. Chang's life, which seems to come from the previous generation. Miraculously, this calamity has been resolved again.
, the disaster did not happen to you. I dare to guess that there should be an elder brother above you who took the responsibility for this disaster."
Young Master Chang was silent, raised his thumb, and praised sincerely: "The girl is so powerful, you can even see it."
Duofu said modestly: "It's not a big deal, as long as you know a little bit about numerology, you can calculate it."
Seeing that her calculations were accurate, Young Master Chang couldn't help but look forward to it, and asked, "Miss, can you take another look to see if there will be other disasters for me in the future?"
Duofu calculated with his fingers, and after a while, he shook his head and said, "The eldest son's life is not very good! Your fortune has been declining, and you may be killed in a few years."
Mr. Chang was stunned when he heard this.
Duofu added: "Furthermore, your luck is closely related to your relatives, and disasters should also come from this aspect. The eldest son had better pay attention to it, so as not to..."
The whole family suffered.
Mr. Chang heard the hidden meaning and remained silent for a long time.
The next day, Yang Shu went out for an outing and met a young man who was out for fun like him at the waterside.
The two happened to be on the same road, so they walked together.
On the way, Mr. Rong talked with him about the poems inscribed on the roadside monument. Yang Shu waved his hand and said: "I have read a few poems, but appreciation is not necessary, no!"
He spoke so frankly that Mr. Rong was surprised. Even if the young masters from Nanchu's aristocratic families were really uneducated and unskilled, they would still pretend to be outsiders.
So he asked: "Brother Yang doesn't like studying? He doesn't control him at home?"
Yang Shu smiled and said: "What are you controlling? Our family doesn't study poetry."
"oh?"
Yang Shu leaned over and whispered: "Our family teaches fortune telling."
"Fortune telling?" Mr. Rong's eyes were a little strange, "There are actually people who learn fortune telling? I have never heard of it."
Yang Shu smiled and said, "If you don't believe me, how about I tell Brother Rong's fortune?"
"Okay!" Mr. Rong pointed to the pavilion on the side of the road, "It's just in time to rest. I'm tired from walking all the way."
When a group of people entered the pavilion, Yang Shu said: "What a blessing!"
"Yes." Duofu took out the hexagram tube, put the copper coins in it, and pushed it in front of Mr. Rong, "Mr. Rong, please cast the hexagram."
Mr. Rong took the hexagram tube and looked at it over and over for a while. After confirming that it was an ordinary hexagram tube, he started shaking it.
After he poured out the copper coins inside, he said with a smile: "Brother Yang, please help me to see if my life is good or bad!"
Yang Shu smiled and glanced over, but his eyes became more solemn.
When Mr. Rong saw him like this, his heart was pounding.
What does this mean? Is his life bad?
"Blessed." He heard Mr. Yang call out.
The girl responded: "My slave is here."
"What do you think of this hexagram?"
The girl looked at it carefully and said in a trembling voice: "Slave, I don't dare to interpret it."
Yang Shu nodded, collected the divination tube and the copper coins, and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Rong, I really don't dare to predict your fate. I'm going to break my promise."
Mr. Rong's eyes flashed and he joked: "Brother Yang is just teasing me, isn't he? Looking at you, you must be from a common family background. How can anyone not learn poetry and fortune-telling?"
However, Yang Shu did not refute him, and there was no smile on his face. He stood up and saluted him: "I have something to do, so I can't play with Brother Rong anymore, so I'll say goodbye."
Mr. Rong watched him bow deeply, and asked Duofu to bring him some delicious food, before politely leading him away.
Watching their master and servant leave, Mr. Rong asked the attendants around him: "Has he figured it out?"
The attendant's face was pale and beardless, and his voice had a strange sharpness. He replied softly: "Master, why don't you go and ask in person? I can see that Master Yang is indeed a bit strange."
It's really weird to say that you don't dare to count, but to withdraw in the middle and be so respectful.
Yang Shu went directly back to the Chang Family Courtyard.
After resting for a while, Mr. Chang came over there with his guests.
Yang Shu was extremely surprised when he saw Young Master Rong behind Young Master Chang: "Brother Rong? How come you..." Then he thought of something and looked like he understood.
Young Master Chang smiled and saluted him, and said, "I originally wanted to introduce Brother Yang to Young Master Rong, but I didn't expect that you two got to know each other first. You are really destined."
Yang Shu's eyes flashed slightly and he saluted but said nothing.
Young Master Chang was even more satisfied. He recognized Young Master Rong's identity, and instead of taking the opportunity to make friends, he walked back. It seemed that he really had no intention of clinging to him.
Young Master Rong saw him like this and said, "Brother Yang doesn't seem to welcome me very much!"
Yang Shu forced a smile: "It's not that I'm not welcome, I just feel that I'm not qualified to associate with Mr. Rong...Rong."
"Oh? What do you mean by that?"
Yang Shu was stared at by four of their eyes, seemingly demanding an answer.
He sighed and said, "Can you two please come in for a chat?"
Mr. Chang knew it well and said with a smile: "What's the problem? Brother Yang, please."
The three of them entered the house and left the servants outside.
As soon as the door closed, Yang Shu bowed and bowed, and asked in a low voice: "I'm sorry for being rude. I dare to ask Brother Rong, but your surname is Gao?"
The other two people looked at each other, and Mr. Chang said slowly: "Not bad."
Mr. Rong added another sentence: "My surname is Gao Mingrong. I didn't deliberately deceive Brother Yang before, but it was difficult to tell my real name."
Gao Rong, the name of the current emperor of Southern Chu.
Yang Shu bowed his head again: "I expected Mr. Rong's surname to be Gao, but I didn't expect that it turned out to be... blind to see Mount Tai. Please don't blame Mr. Rong." (To be continued)