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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 when they saw him in the past. Today was really strange.
He narrowed his eyes and stared at the black-faced man who had stopped kowtowing but was still kneeling on the ground. After a while, he said, "Tell me, what kind of trouble have you encountered?"
If the dark-faced man directly told him about his difficulties, he would've been able to deal with it.
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 who wanted to find out. This black-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.
However, why did the black-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 black-faced man obviously did not understand the twists and turns in this.
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 hooligans came out of nowhere with a piece of paper and said that I had sold the fields and houses to them. I don't know how to read.
I don't know what was written on the paper. But I am very sure.
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.
They even hurt my father. "He stopped to take a few breaths.
He said angrily, "My 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 drive my family out. "
Forcibly occupying the fields!
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 from each other. 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 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 about to say 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. "Tell me the truth, and I will 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. He played with the thumb 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 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 you everything he knows. There's no point in keeping him. I've already sent someone to follow him anyway."
"You've already decided to get involved in this matter?"
"Forcing someone's entire family to die for a mere 20 mu of farmland. I naturally want to see who's the bold 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 was already gone 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! "
Shuijing was so frightened that he took a step back. In his shock, he didn't have time to stop him. When he came back to his senses, the dark-faced man's forehead was already covered in blood.
Shuijing just looked at his face. His eyebrows were lowered, his eyes drooped, his gaze was 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 just asked him to save him …
This was the second person today who came to ask him for help. Was it because he looked like a merciful Bodhisattva?
Shuijing was a bit narcissistic, but not to this extent. Besides, in the past, no one would ask him for help as soon as they saw him. Today, it was really strange.
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 about his difficulties, then his purpose was mainly to ask for help and not to have his fortune told.
Shuijing was a bit puzzled. Although he didn't deliberately hide his whereabouts, it would be difficult for someone who wanted to find out. This dark-faced man looked like a poor man who worked in the fields all year round. According to common sense, he shouldn't know his identity.
However, Shui Jing had two guesses as to why the black-faced man would seek help from a fortune-teller without knowing his true identity. Either the black-faced man had lost his mind, or someone had said something behind his back to make him so certain. Shuijing was more inclined to the second possibility.
The dark-faced man clearly didn't 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 been guarding the twenty mu of land outside the door. A few days ago, I don't know where a group of ruffians came from. They took a piece of paper and said that I had sold the land and the house 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 land and the house to anyone. It's even more impossible for my family. Those people didn't listen to my explanation and smashed the house. They even injured my father. " He stopped to take a few breaths and angrily said, "My family relies on this land to make a living. If I move out, my 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 occupying the land!
Shuijing's eyes suddenly became sharp.
People who could do this were generally people with power and influence. As long as they communicated with the government and created a fake document, the owner of the land would immediately change. Especially for people like the dark-faced man who lived in the ravine in the suburbs. Every family lived 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, 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 wouldn't know where they moved to. Besides, officials protected each other. They wouldn't offend people they couldn't offend for a few commoners.
Sure enough, the dark-faced man said, "I went to report it to the government, but I was driven out before I even entered the yamen. I had no choice but to … "He suddenly closed his mouth and didn't say another word.
"Had to what?" Shuijing looked at him and knew that what he was about to say 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. "Tell me the truth, and I will guarantee the safety of your land, 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. 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, 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 someone important helped us, 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?"
"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 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 hesitated.
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 the bold 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. "Speaking of which, master only has a small achievement in physiognomy. You can't compare to his all-rounded talent."
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