The two of them obviously did not come from ordinary families, but they came to this secluded and uninhabited place to ask for fortune. What else could it be other than secretly calculating their marriage?
But when he finished his sentence, he saw that the young man, who had originally a cold expression, suddenly looked at the girl with a hint of intolerance in his eyes.
Wu Chao took a deep breath.
Consider it marriage?
Are you trying to use this fortune teller to tell him that there is a destined marriage between the two of you? Are you trying to make him change his mind?
Doing so would be too natural and crazy.
"Of course not."
The girl's voice was like a bucket of cold water pouring on him to calm him down.
"Sir, please do the math for the young man next to me."
"Oh?" The middle-aged man looked at Wu Chao and narrowed his eyes slightly: "I wonder what this young master wants to do?"
"..."
The young man who didn't want to settle anything looked at Xu Mingyi.
She obviously had plans, so he just wanted to see what she wanted to do.
"Anything is fine." Xu Mingyi said in a casual tone, "Sir, just help me with the calculations."
The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows when he heard this.
How can fortune-telling be done casually? Does this little girl think she is ordering food in a restaurant?
Thinking of ordering food, he couldn't help but glance at the food box and the small jar of wine in the maid's hand.
That's all, who asked him to make money for food? Just play with the children.
"Can this young master come closer?"
Wu Chao patiently took two steps forward in cooperation.
"You still need to tell me your birth date——"
Wu Chao moved his fingers behind his back.
birthday?
He looked at Xu Mingyi.
Could it be that by going around in such a big circle, you just wanted to find out his birth date?
Preparing a birthday gift for him or something?
When we were in Ningyang, those troublesome little ladies did this thing a lot——
Xu Mingyi couldn't help but be confused.
What did you think of again?
If others ask, can they also think of her?
"If it's not convenient to tell you your birth date, just tell me the year you were born." The fortune teller retreated to the next best thing and said.
Wu Chao looked away from Xu Mingyi.
"A person was born in the first year of Qingming."
After hearing this, the middle-aged man counted with his fingers and looked at the person carefully from head to toe. He said in his mouth: "This young master has an extraordinary handsome face and is surrounded by nobility. I think the family must be very rich."
It’s expensive…”
Wu Chao frowned.
Does this fact still need to be calculated by him if almost anyone with eyes can see it?
When he was feeling impatient and kept fooling around with Xu Mingyi, he heard the middle-aged man who pinched his fingers and said slowly: "This young master went out at the beginning of Mao this morning, and he was alone without any servants.
...After going out, I met a beggar. The young master is a kind man, so he should have given the beggar some money..."
Speaking of this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but feel envious.
He is a practical person, so naturally he will not envy this young man's background. What he envy is just the lucky beggar...
The hardships of life have already worn away his dignity.
A look of surprise appeared in Wu Chao's eyes.
But he was not someone who would be easily persuaded, so he began to think subconsciously.
As rational as he is, he would not have wild thoughts that Xu Mingyi sent someone to follow and monitor him——
His trusted entourage died on the way to Beijing, and his father selected a few new people to help him. However, he was not used to being followed by unfamiliar faces, so he often went out alone.
But the capital city was not as good as Ningyang, so my father would not feel relieved, so he still hired people to protect him secretly. However, unless there was some accident worth mentioning, those people would not show up.
And with them here, it would be impossible for him to be followed without any notice.
The young man lowered his eyes and looked at a small stain of varying depths at the hem of his robe.
"I wonder if what I'm saying is correct?" the middle-aged man asked with a smile.
"Not bad at all."
Wu Chao looked at the other party and said: "You can guess this just by looking at the stains on the corners of my robe. It shows that sir is as meticulous as a hair and observes every detail."
There were some stains on the corners of his robe, but his shoes and boots were clean. The spot looked very much like the mark left by a beggar when he knelt down to beg.
And for someone with such a wealthy background to make a beggar pounce on him, it was obvious that there were no servants around to stop him, and he was a martial arts practitioner. Since he did not escape in time, it was obvious that he had no intention of hurting anyone.
That's why the other party was convinced that he gave the beggar money and said that he was kind-hearted.
In fact, there is a slight discrepancy here - the reason why he gave the beggar money was not out of kindness, but because he felt that people who could get up so early to beg had worked hard to make a living, and should not have ended up like this.
Yes, maybe he really encountered some difficulties, so he gave the other party a piece of silver.
In the final analysis, what this fortune teller uses is not a divination method at all.
The middle-aged man's expression was slightly condensed, and his eyes flickered for a moment. His face showed no shame at being exposed, but a strong sense of appreciation. He raised his hand and made a salute, "Young Master is keen."
Xu Mingyi nodded in agreement.
In terms of sharp thinking, Wu Shisun is indeed one of the best, no matter what aspect, he is not bad.
"It's just that I don't understand something." Wu Chao asked the middle-aged man: "How did you accurately infer that I left the house at Mao Shichu?"
"It's just a little bit of a master's skill."
Wu Chao's eyes moved slightly.
Do you really have some skills?
"Sir, can you please calculate again, where should I go and what should I do later?"
As the young man spoke, he took out a banknote from his sleeve and placed it on the table with one hand.
Then he put his hands up again and waited for the other party to answer.
The middle-aged man's eyelids twitched wildly when he looked at the large bank note.
This is enough for him to have good wine and meat for a whole year!
However, to be fair, what attracted him more at this time was the handsome young man standing in front of him.
The feeling of admiration had just begun, and now the middle-aged man gradually had other concerns in his mind. Hearing this, he looked at the young man seriously.
Then he looked at the banknote on the table and smiled.
"There is no need for divination. The young master should go to the temple to pray for blessings and donate money for sesame oil."
It's not like I'm going on a long journey, but I'm carrying a stack of banknotes with me.
If you want to buy something, you must bring a servant with you.
Suppose you really go to the temple to pray for blessings and donate money for sesame oil. Logically speaking, in a wealthy family, this kind of thing should be done by the female relatives of the family——
It's time to pray, so the mistress who comes to take charge of this house is probably ill.
To be able to make this young master make such a trip, the sick mistress must be his very important elder...
Although this young man speaks Beijing dialect, his pronunciation is less rounded, more angular, and slightly more northerly——
A noble son from the north, an elder in the family who is ill...
The fortune teller pinched his fingers again.
Immediately he stood up, raised his hand and said seriously: "It turns out that he is the grandson of Prince Dingnan. I am blind."
