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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, no one had ever asked for help the moment they saw him in the past.
Today was indeed a strange day.
He narrowed his eyes,
He 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 had directly told him his difficulties, that would have been his purpose,
It was mainly to ask for help, not for fortune-telling.
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. Logically speaking, he should not know his identity.
But why would 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 in the story. He honestly said, "My family has lived in a ravine in the suburbs for several generations. My family has guarded the twenty mu of land outside the door to live. A few days ago, a group of local ruffians came out of nowhere,
Holding a piece of paper and saying that I had already sold the fields and houses to them. I don't know how to read,
And I don't know what was written on the paper. But I'm very sure that I've never sold the fields and houses to anyone,
And it's even more impossible for my family. Those people didn't listen to my explanation at all,
They smashed up the house,
And even hurt my father. "He stopped to take a few breaths,
And said angrily, "My whole family depends on this land to live. If we move out, the whole family will starve to death. Those people gave me a deadline. If I don't move out by tomorrow, they will kick my family out. "
Occupying the fields by force!
Shuijing's eyes suddenly became sharp.
Those who could do this were usually people with power and influence. As long as he communicated with the government and created a fake document, the owner of the field would immediately change. This was especially true for people like the black-faced man, who lived in the outskirts of the mountains. Every household was far away, so if something happened, no one would know. 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, 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 about it in the future, it could be said that they had been given time to move, and they didn't know where they had moved to. Furthermore, officials would protect each other. There was no need to offend someone that he 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 yamen, but I was kicked out before I could even enter the yamen. I have no choice but to … "He suddenly shut his mouth and didn't say another word.
"So what?" Shuijing looked at him and knew that what he was going to say next had something to do with him coming to find him. "What did you do after that?"
The dark-faced man's voice lowered again. "I, I came to find you."
Shuijing leaned back in his chair. "If you tell me the truth, I'll guarantee the safety of your fields, your house, and even your family. How about that?"
The dark-faced man's face tensed up, but his mouth was still tightly shut.
Shuijing was also very patient as he played with the ring on his thumb.
Time passed by slowly. The dark-faced man, who was worried about the livelihood of his family, couldn't hold it in anymore. He said in a low voice, "I just went to Mr. Ge for 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 was 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, there was no trace of the skinny old Taoist priest.
The dark-faced man followed him all the way. 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 didn't.
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 you 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 the daring guy." Shuijing put down his teacup and looked at the shadow guard who had been waiting 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 famous in Yangzhou. Moreover, his prices are cheap. Sometimes, when he meets poor people, he doesn't even take 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 shadow guard. The shadow 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 tell that master has a noble status." Wen Dongyan smiled and said, "Speaking of which, master only has some success 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 find 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, "On the other hand, I don't know what happened at Ruhai's place. Lin Bo actually placed his hopes on fortune-telling."
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 dead or alive. He trembled with anger. "You, didn't you come here 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, 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! "
There was a saying in ancient times, "The streets droop a thousand steps under the willows, and the clouds illuminate the two cities. The sky is jade-green, the pavilion is beautiful, the wind is cool, and the song is clear. "This was referring to the prosperity of Yangzhou. Because of the convenient water and land transportation, it was a distribution center for goods. Therefore, it had all kinds of industries. There were red buildings, art pavilions, tea houses, wine shops, and many shops.
Shuijing's fortune-telling stall was located on Nanfang Street. Compared to the most prosperous East-West Street, most of the people here were locals. The local culture was stronger.
There was originally a fortune-teller on this street. He was a skinny old man. What did he look like? His hair was gray, and he wore a Daoist robe that had been washed so many times that it was slightly white. In front of him was a tattered book, a turtle shell, a few copper coins, and a bamboo tube filled with bamboo sticks. At first glance, he looked much more trustworthy than the fortune-telling stall in Shuijing.
Shuijing hated monks and Daoists the most after that incident. When he saw that his stall was located less than a hundred meters away from the old Daoist, his face couldn't help but darken. He planned to go back and scold the secret guard who chose this position for him.
Shuijing didn't notice that when he passed by the old Daoist's fortune-telling stall, the old Daoist, who originally had his eyes half-closed, raised his eyelids and stared at Shuijing's back. It wasn't until Shuijing took a seat that the old Daoist closed his eyes again.
Ten taels per divination. Even if there were many rich families in Yangzhou, not many people were willing to spend this money on an illusory fortune-telling that they didn't know whether it was true or false. Not to mention that there was a fortune-telling grandmaster not far away who looked even more reliable. One divination only cost ten copper coins.
Shuijing didn't care about the bleak situation where there were so many customers coming in, but no one came to patronize him. On the contrary, he was happy to be idle. He picked up a travel book and started to read.
After an unknown amount of time, just as he was reading with relish, the sunlight in front of him was suddenly blocked. He raised his head and saw an old man in his fifties or sixties standing in front of his stall. His clothes were simple but did not lose his dignity. His bearing was calm and somewhat respectable. Based on Shuijing's experience in reading people, if this person didn't have a small fortune in his family, then he was the steward of a large family. However, the space between this person's eyebrows was short and deep. He was afraid that he had been troubled for a long time. Judging from his appearance, he didn't have any illness or disaster recently. It seemed that the person who was troubled should be someone around him.
"Fortune-Telling?" Shuijing was the first to speak.
The old man hesitated for a moment and looked at Shuijing several times. Then he sat down and said, "I have a friend. Recently, many things have happened in his family. I want to ask for a fortune-telling for him. I want to know when his family will turn from sorrow to joy."
Shuijing raised his eyebrows and said, "Where is he? Why doesn't he come in person?"
"My friend's identity is a bit special, and … he doesn't really believe in fortune-telling." The old man was a bit embarrassed. "I also came without telling him."
Shuijing thought for a moment and said, "In that case, let's do a fortune-telling." He pointed at the paper and the pen. "Just write one."
The old man picked up the pen and wrote "Lin" on the paper. Then he looked at Shuijing expectantly.
Shuijing looked at the words on the paper and frowned slightly. He said bluntly, "'Lin' is a good character. With two trees together, there is no difficulty that can stump him. But … "
The old man looked happy for a moment, then he became nervous again. "But what?"
Shuijing pointed at the "tree" on the right side of "Lin" and said, "This" tree "is bigger than the one on the left. It is especially conspicuous in" Lin ". As the saying goes, the tallest tree in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. With your friend's current situation, I'm afraid … "He said and shook his head.
The old man's face turned pale. "You, you mean … Mister, do you have a way to solve this problem? Please, you must save my master. "
Master?
Shuijing looked at the old man without batting an eyelid. He didn't care about the old man's fear and anxiety. He said bluntly, "No."
The old man didn't expect Shuijing to reply so bluntly. He was stunned. Then he seemed to remember something and took out two silver ingots from his sleeve. He said, "This is ten taels of silver. It's the money for the fortune-telling." After he finished speaking, he took out a banknote from his bosom. "Sir, this old man only has this much on me, but my master is very rich. As long as you are willing to help him out of his current predicament, you can have as much money as you want. This banknote is a deposit for you. I beg you, please do a good deed and save my master. My master has never done anything bad in his life. Every year, he gives medicine and porridge. He has never left behind money for incense and oil to the temple. Such a good person, do you really have the heart to stand by and do nothing? "
Stand by and do nothing? How could he be so sure that he could help his master?
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