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"Sir, please save me!" The voice was so loud that it was deafening.
Shuijing was frightened and took a step back.
He was too shocked to stop it.
When he came back to his senses, the dark-faced man's forehead was covered in blood.
Shuijing had just seen his face. His eyebrows were lowered, and his eyes were drooping.
His eyes were lifeless.
And his spirit was dispirited.
Recently, he had indeed been harassed by villains. He was afraid that he would lose money and lose his life.
However, the dark-faced man had just said that he wanted him to save him …
This was the second person today who had come to him for help. Was it because he looked like a merciful Bodhisattva?
Shuijing was a little narcissistic.
But he was not narcissistic to this extent. Besides …
In the past, he had never asked for help when he saw him.
Today was indeed a strange day.
He narrowed his eyes and stared at the dark-faced man who had stopped kowtowing but was still kneeling on the ground. After a long while, he said, "Tell me, what kind of trouble have you encountered?"
If the dark-faced man directly told him his difficulties, then his purpose was mainly to ask for help and not to be a fortune-teller.
Shuijing was a little puzzled.
Although he did not deliberately hide his whereabouts …
It would be difficult for someone with a heart to inquire about it. This dark-faced man looked like a poor man who worked in the fields all year round.
According to common sense, he should not know his identity.
But why did the dark-faced man ask for help from a fortune-teller without knowing his true identity?
Shuijing had two guesses. Either he had lost his mind, or someone had said something behind his back to be so sure. Shuijing was more inclined to the second possibility.
The dark-faced man obviously did not understand the twists and turns. He honestly said, "My family has lived in a ravine in the suburbs for several generations. My family guards the twenty mu of land outside the door to live. A few days ago, a group of hooligans came out of nowhere and said that I had sold the fields and houses to them. I don't know how to read, so I don't know what was written on the paper. But I am very sure that I have never sold the fields and houses to anyone, and it is even more impossible for my family. Those people did not listen to my explanation at all. They smashed the house and even injured my father. " He stopped to take a few breaths and said angrily, "My family relies on this land to live. If I move out, my whole family will starve to death.. Those people gave me a deadline. If I don't move out by tomorrow, they will drive my family out... "
Forcibly occupy and plunder the land!
Shuijing's eyes suddenly.
Those who could do this were usually people with power and influence. As long as the dark-faced man, the dark-faced man...... ...... people's................................ Those local ruffians and hooligans would first symbolically inform the black-faced man that if he was unwilling to submit to power and stubbornly refused to move, then they would kill his entire family and throw their corpses into the mountains. Even after eight to ten years, no one would discover that they were dead. Even if someone asked later, they could say that they were given time to move out. They would not know where they would move to. Moreover, officials protected each other. They would not offend someone they could not afford to offend for the sake of a few commoners.
Sure enough, the dark-faced man said, "I went to report it to the officials, but I was driven out before I could even enter the yamen. I had nowhere to go, so I could only … "He suddenly closed his mouth and did not say another word.
"Could only what?" Shuijing looked at him and knew that what he was about to say was related to him coming to find him. "What did you do after that?"
The dark-faced man's voice became smaller. "I, I came to find you."
Shuijing leaned back in his chair. "Tell me the truth and I will guarantee the safety of your fields, houses, and even your family. How about it?"
The dark-faced man's face tensed up, but his mouth was still tightly shut.
Shuijing was also very patient. He played with the thumb ring on his thumb.
Time passed by slowly. The dark-faced man, who was worried about his family's livelihood, could not hold it in anymore. He said in a low voice, "I just went to Mr. Ge's place to do a divination. He said that unless there was someone important to help, my family would be in danger." The dark-faced man carefully glanced at Shuijing. "He was the one who asked me to find you."
"Mr. Ge?"
"It's that Taoist priest." The dark-faced man pointed diagonally across from him.
That skinny old Taoist priest!?
Shuijing was shocked. He immediately stood up and strode toward the skinny old Taoist priest's stall. However, other than the stall, the skinny old Taoist priest was nowhere to be seen.
The dark-faced man also followed him. When he saw Shuijing's uncertain expression, he asked anxiously, "Is … is there a problem?"
Shuijing took a deep breath. "It's nothing. You can go back first."
The dark-faced man glanced at Shuijing. He wanted to say something but stopped.
Shuijing said again, "Go back. I won't forget what I promised you."
The dark-faced man finally smiled. He knelt down and kowtowed again before leaving.
"You're letting him go just like that?" Wen Dongyan asked in surprise.
"What else can I do?" Shuijing sipped his tea and said lazily, "Looking at his face, I can tell that he's not a scheming person. He should have already told me everything he knows. There's no point in keeping him. Anyway, I've already sent someone to follow him."
"You've already decided to get involved in this matter?"
"Forcing someone's entire family to die for a mere 20 mu of farmland. Of course, I want to see who's so bold." Shuijing put down his teacup and looked at the hidden guard who had been waiting for orders in the room. He asked, "What's the matter with Mr. Ge? Have you found out?"
"In reply to Master, Mr. Ge came to Yangzhou three months ago. He's proficient in geomancy, divination, and physiognomy. In a short time, he's become somewhat famous in Yangzhou. Moreover, his prices are cheap. Sometimes, when he meets poor people, he doesn't even charge them a penny. He spends his own money to help them solve their problems. However, his whereabouts are unknown. No one knows when or where he's setting up his stall. When mortals ask, they say that they'll meet if they're fated. "
Shuijing finally understood that he had wronged the hidden guard. The hidden guard probably didn't know that Mr. Ge would set up a fortune-telling stall on Nanfang Street today. When he found out, he couldn't stop him.
"It seems that he's a genius. It's not surprising that he can see Master's noble status." Wen Dongyan smiled and said, "Speaking of which, Master only has some achievements in physiognomy. You can't compare to his all-rounded talent."
Shuijing rolled his eyes and didn't continue the conversation. He asked again, "What else?"
"The old man who came to Master for fortune-telling is the chief steward of the Imperial Salt Inspector Lin Ruhai's residence. People call him Lin Bo. This Lin Bo also went to Mr. Ge's place for fortune-telling before going to Master's place. At first, we didn't suspect anything. It was only when that farmer also came to look for Master that we started to pay attention. Unfortunately, Mr. Ge had already disappeared by then. "
"Based on the current situation, this Mr. Ge doesn't seem to have any ill intentions towards Master. There's no need to spend too much energy on him." Wen Dongyan pondered and said, "However, we don't know what happened at Ruhai's place. Lin Bo actually placed his hopes on fortune-telling to change his luck."
The dark-faced man looked at the mess in the courtyard. His wife and children were crying, and his parents were unconscious. He didn't know if they were alive or dead. He trembled with anger. "You, didn't you come tomorrow?"
"You want to keep your word with us? Are you stupid? My master can't wait any longer. All of you should get out of here today. "
"You, you guys, I'm going to report you to the authorities."
"Go ahead! Go ahead and report if you have the ability. Let's see who dares to meddle in the affairs of the Imperial Salt Inspector Lin! "
Shuijing was speechless. "Just based on what you said, you'll never be a cultured person in this lifetime."
"What's so good about being a cultured person? It's easy to become a bookworm if you read too much. This little one is so smart because I never read books. "
Chongjiu's words revealed a trace of pride. However, this pride immediately disappeared when he saw Wen Dongyan smile at him. He sat down obediently and secretly prayed that the cultured Mr. Wen, who had read many books, wouldn't make things difficult for him because of the word "bookworm."
Wen Dongyan didn't seem to care. He only smiled and said, "This pot of tea is only twenty taels of silver. The tea that the Retired Emperor once praised is worth more than this."
When Chongjiu heard this, he immediately looked at Shuijing with resentment. It was rare for him to be invited to eat tea, but he didn't treat him to the best tea.
Shuijing lazily rolled his eyes. "Haven't you heard that wild boars can't eat fine chaff? The tea that guy said is good, it definitely can't be good! "
Chongjiu originally felt a little hurt when he heard the first sentence. He felt that his master was too good at mocking people. However, when he heard the second sentence, he became happy again. It didn't matter who he was talking about, as long as it wasn't him.
Because he was happy, he became more talkative.
"… When it comes to jewelry shops, the best one is the White Sleeves Long in the south of the city. Don't look at the small shop and the deep alleys. It's an old shop that has been in business for a hundred years. If this prince wants to buy jewelry for madam, you can go to this shop … but if you want to buy antiques, you definitely can't go to the Xuanbao Hall in the east of the city. That shopkeeper is famous in the trade for 'Fake Goods Wu.' As long as you don't know what's good for you go to his shop, you'll only get some worthless shellfish. "
"However, this' Fake Goods Wu 'dares to be so brazen because he has a backer. His wife is the daughter of the head wife of the Jinling Zhen family. She's a seventh-ranked official in front of the Prime Minister's door. This Zhen family is also the local tyrant of Jinling. Even if the Yingtian Prefecture's magistrate came, they would still have to give him face. Because of this relationship, even if someone found out that they'd been deceived, they wouldn't dare to go up and argue. After all, they don't only sell fake goods. Who told you to not know what's good for you? "
He shook his head and sighed twice. Suddenly, his face became excited. "However, a very interesting thing happened in the past few days. Master must know about the capital's Jia family. It's the Jia family of the four great clans, 'Jia Shi, Wang, Xue'. A few days ago, that Old Jia Xie from Rongguo Province came to the old mansion in Jinling to pay respects to his ancestors. Although he said that, he only obediently stayed in the old mansion on the first day. The rest of the time, he actually stayed in the red-light district. I don't know if his Jia family's ancestors would be so angry that they would crawl out of the ground if they knew. "
"However, this Rongguo Province's Old Master, in addition to liking the red-light district, also likes to visit antique shops. I don't know if someone had bad intentions or wanted to see him make a fool of himself, but they deliberately brought him to the Xuanbao Hall. This' Fake Goods Wu 'is really bold. He didn't care about the relationship between the Rongguo Province and the Rongguo Province's Zhen family. He ruthlessly slaughtered the Old Master from Rongguo Province. I heard that this Rongguo Province's Old Master is a scoundrel. He's also a shameless old scoundrel. When he finds out the truth, won't he smash the Xuanbao Hall? At that time, when the dog bites the dog, it'll be a mouthful of fur. Not only will he let everyone watch the fun, but he'll also be able to vent his anger. "
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