This is the anti-theft badge,
The purchase ratio is less than 50%, and the anti-theft time is 24 hours
The middle-aged man understood,
He walked to the first chair on the left and sat down.
"Master, you've worked hard. Did you happen to meet that person today? "
The fortune-teller glanced at him and put down his teacup. He snorted coldly and said, "Someone should have reported what happened today to you. You still came to me to be an eyesore. Look at you. You can laugh if you want to,
Be careful not to get sick from holding it in. "
"Master, you must be joking." The middle-aged man waved his goose feather fan gently,
He stroked his beard with one hand and said, "Master was called by those boors... such humiliating words,
This subordinate is very indignant in his heart. "Although he said that, his eyes were curved, obviously in a happy mood.
The fortune-teller rolled his eyes. For a person who liked to see him make a fool of himself,
He naturally did not believe it.
Sooner or later, I'll shave off your eyesore of a beard,
He secretly calculated in his heart.
He felt traces of "malice",
The smile on the middle-aged man's face deepened,
"I wonder how master wants to deal with these people who speak nonsense?"
"I'm not the kind of person who takes personal revenge. As usual,
Throw all these people into the Xishan mine to work as coolies. If they have the strength and time to bully the people, they might as well work harder to serve the imperial court. When will the transformation be completed,
When will they be released? "
Saying that they were coolies,
In fact, they were just ordinary long-term workers,
They worked in the mine that was owned by the state. In addition to providing normal food and accommodation,
They could also get a considerable salary every month. However, people like them..,
When they first went in, they might suffer a little because they were not obedient,
Secondly, the salary they received would not be given to them,
Instead, it would be sent to their families to be handed over to their parents, wives, and children. When their bad habits were eliminated and they would no longer harm the village, they would be allowed to choose whether to return to their hometown or continue to work here. Of course, there was a holiday at this time. They had to let their families reunite, didn't they? Even if these people all chose to return to their hometown, there was no need to worry about not having coolies in the mine. There was no lack of evil people in this world.
This was not the first time this kind of thing had been done. The middle-aged man nodded in understanding. "Master is wise. This subordinate will send someone to investigate their family situation."
"While you're at it, show my token to the county magistrate here. The matter should be over soon, and I don't want to get involved in any unnecessary trouble before that. "
When the middle-aged man heard this, he smiled faintly and said while twirling his beard, "Master, don't you want to go to that prison for a spin? This is a rare opportunity. "
"Take a spin?" The fortune-teller lifted his eyelids slightly and glanced at him with a smile that wasn't a smile. "Do you want me to send you in to experience it? From the imperial prison to the prison cells in this remote county, you can choose whichever one you want. "
The middle-aged man's expression was very calm as he waved his goose feather fan steadily. "If that's the case, it's not bad. This subordinate can also take this opportunity to rest."
The fortune-teller's smile suddenly froze. He glared at him gloomily and didn't say anything else.
It was a good thing that his subordinates were too capable, especially for someone like him who was too lazy to care about those mundane things. But if this person refused to do it, then it would be a disaster for him.
When the middle-aged man saw his gloomy expression, he restrained himself and changed the topic. "When that county magistrate sees Master's token, I reckon that in the future, he won't be able to sit or stand in peace. He won't be able to eat or sleep at night."
The fortune-teller coldly said, "This person is a parasite that doesn't care about the laws of the country. He doesn't want to be a good official for the country and the people. He only wants to exploit the common people. A lowly county magistrate's cheap brother-in-law dares to be so arrogant. It's no wonder that those people dared to act like that at that time. These scum, one day, I will let them know the consequences of taking the imperial court's salary and ruining the imperial court's reputation. "
The middle-aged man chuckled. "This subordinate believes that Master already has the title of 'Bloodthirsty Prince'?"
"You came today to anger me, right?" The fortune-teller unhappily said, "Don't you know that I hate hearing this bullshit title the most? If it weren't for that muddle-headed bastard, I would have been the most outstanding among the free and unfettered princes. "
The middle-aged man lowered his eyes and didn't comment much. Because this so-called muddle-headed bastard was specifically referring to the current Retired Emperor. Although the Retired Emperor had already abdicated and didn't have any real power, as a subject, he still needed to show respect, even if this Retired Emperor really didn't have much worthy of respect. But in the entire country, the only person who could reprimand the Retired Emperor was his master, the youngest prince of the founding Emperor Zu Shengwen's era, Shuijing.
Shuijing's birth could be considered a big miracle back then.
Emperor Zu Shengwen and Empress Tai Mu had deep feelings for each other. Even if he put on the dragon robe and ascended to the throne, he never had the thought of not throwing away the chaff and filling up the imperial harem. Even though there were many beautiful daughters of aristocratic families who coincidentally met the Retired Emperor in the imperial garden, until the Retired Emperor passed away, Empress Tai Mu was still the only one who stood out in the imperial harem.
When Shuijing was born, Empress Tai Mu was already forty-seven years old. The Emperor and Empress's son and two daughters had already settled down and established their own families. At that time, the Retired Emperor, who was still the Emperor's eldest grandson, had already gotten married. The Retired Emperor was worried about Empress Tai Mu's health, but he was also excited because he was about to welcome a new life after more than ten years. The Emperor and Empress were on high alert. Not only did they have the imperial physicians of the Imperial Academy of Medicine be on standby 24 hours a day, they also invited a godly doctor from the commoners to nurse Empress Tai Mu's body back to health.
Shuijing's birth went very smoothly, probably because she was properly nurtured. Emperor Zu Shengwen was overjoyed. Because he was so nervous earlier, he couldn't even speak clearly, so he announced a general amnesty. On the same day, it was discovered that the Emperor's eldest consort was pregnant. Emperor Zu Shengwen thought that this was a blessing brought by Shuijing, so he directly conferred the title of Prince Rui to his second di son, who had just been born. At that time, the Crown Prince, who later became the Retired Emperor Zu Yingwu, was very fond of this younger brother who was the closest to him by blood and was old enough to be his grandson. Even though the word "Rui" had a deep meaning, he still supported Emperor Zu Shengwen's decision.
In order to enjoy the joy of raising a child with Empress Tai Mu, Emperor Zu Shengwen abdicated after conferring the title of Shuijing to Gaozu Yingwu. Retired Emperor Zu Yingwu thought that this was a blessing brought by Shuijing, so he liked this younger brother who was almost thirty years younger than him even more.
Shuijing was deeply doted on by two generations of emperors and empresses. Originally, he should have been a free and unfettered wangye and lived happily for the rest of his life. If it wasn't for that incident, he wouldn't have acted like that and been given the title of "bloodthirsty wangye" in the end.
Thinking of this, Shuijing couldn't help but feel a bit irritated. "Wen Dongyan, if you bring up those troublesome matters again, ben wang will get angry with you."
Seeing that he had really angered his master, Wen Dongyan hurriedly coughed twice and took out a letter from his sleeve to hand it over. "There's news from that side. Does Master want to take a look?"
"What do you think?" Shuijing glared at him in annoyance. He quickly skimmed through the letter, then threw it on the table and coldly said: "So it's that place. Ah, it's no wonder. With those vermin around, isn't it the best place to hide and tolerate evil? "
"There's no need for Master to be angry. As the saying goes, the peak of prosperity is bound to decline. They've already fallen into a pit. This pit will be filled up sooner or later. "
The next day, the fortune-telling stall had already been replaced with a new table. Under the astonished gazes of the people around him, Shuijing calmly sat down on the chair and closed his eyes to rest.
While everyone secretly admired Shuijing's courage, they also thought that he was a foreigner and probably didn't know the relationship between Master Liu and the county magistrate. They couldn't help but secretly sigh, but they didn't dare to go forward and remind him, lest the county magistrate think they were accomplices and arrest them together.
After waiting for more than half a day, they didn't see even half a shadow of an official. Everyone couldn't help but secretly marvel at the fact that the sun could also rise from the west.
The number of people coming to the market to buy things gradually increased. The peddlers no longer made wild guesses and began to compete with each other to shout, creating a lively scene. In contrast to this lively scene, other than the fortune-telling stall in Shuijing, there was also a woman over fifty years old coming from the east side of the market.
The woman was dressed in gray cotton clothes, her hair was white, her expression was wooden, and her eyes were staring straight, as if she was a wooden carving. If she wasn't walking slowly, one would really think she was dead. The commoners on the street saw her appearance and felt panic in their hearts, all of them moving away from her.
Shuijing, however, looked at the woman with interest. When she arrived in front of the stall, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "Since you have already decided to live and die, why don't you have a divination to resolve the obsession in your heart?"
The woman's body suddenly stopped. Her feet seemed to be rooted to the ground and she couldn't take a step forward. Only the tightly clenched fists by her side slightly trembled, revealing the struggle in her heart.
Shuijing wasn't in a hurry and only waited patiently, no longer trying to persuade her.
"It should be the same person. It seems that Miss Zhen was also around three years old at the time. "
Shuijing was puzzled.
Why would a monk want two little girls born in a rich nest to follow him? To be a monk or a nun? He had never heard of a monk and a nun hanging out together all day. Even if the two little girls had to become nuns, they should go to a nunnery to cultivate. Since ancient times, there were many young ladies from official families who went to a nunnery to cultivate. There had never been a monk involved in this. Wasn't this scabby-headed monk a bit like a dog trying to catch a mouse?
"If it weren't for that incident, this prince would have thought that this scabby-headed monk was using the name of saving people to do human traffickers."
"Actually, when this subordinate first heard about the scabby-headed monk and the crippled Daoist priest, this subordinate didn't believe it." Wen Dongyan fanned himself with his goose feather fan and frowned. "The second empress and the Third Prince had long wanted to compete for the throne. They also had the support of the Retired Emperor. After they failed to compete for the throne, they saw that they were about to be killed by Master. They said that the scabby-headed monk and the crippled Daoist priest had bewitched them. This subordinate thought that they were just making excuses. Later, Master desperately wanted to find these two people. This subordinate thought that Master was confused by anger. Now, it seems that this subordinate was wrong. "
"They were indeed making excuses." Shuijing coldly snorted. "Their desire to compete for the throne wasn't something new. If it weren't for the fact that Da Lan felt that although he could barely deal with them, he couldn't take care of Little Jiu, he wouldn't have written a letter to ask Master to take Little Jiu outside the palace to raise her. As for the scabby-headed monk and the crippled Daoist priest … … half a year after Da Lan seized the throne, their temperaments suddenly changed. Not only did they have a bad temper, they squandered money and wasted it. They also wantonly recruited beautiful women and kept male companions … … "
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