Three days later, after Jiujiu finished packing up his stall, he left for the next county.
Just like that, Jiujiu went to a place and did her divination for a day. After deducting the money she earned for basic necessities, she used the rest to buy her outfit. By the time she reached the capital, Jiujiu's original equipment had changed into a white robe that was as white as jade. She had a white jade hairpin on her head and a priceless suet jade on her waist. The boots on her feet were embedded with two southern pearls and green jadeite. In addition, Little White had transformed into a fine steed. Jiujiu did not look like a fortune teller at all. Instead, she looked like a peerless expert that was out of this world.
Jiujiu arrived at the capital at noon.
When Jiujiu appeared on the bustling streets of the capital, riding a tall horse and dressed in white, against the light, the bustling city fell silent for a moment.
Jiujiu's handsome appearance and his otherworldly temperament made him look like an immortal that had descended to the mortal world.
In less than a day, the news that an immortal had come to the capital spread.
When Jiujiu arrived at the capital, he did not set up a stall to read fortunes. Instead, he bought a house with three entrances and three exits near the Zhennan Wang's residence.
The Zhennan Wang's residence had a black wooden plaque with golden threads hanging from the top of the red vermilion gate. On it were the words' Zhennan Wang's residence 'written by Gao Zong.
There were two bright red lanterns hanging by the door, and the two servants guarding the door were also wearing luxurious clothes.
They were even better than the average young master.
Jiujiu stood at the entrance of the Zhennan Wang's residence and glanced inside.
The road inside was made of smooth marble and there were all kinds of rare plants planted on both sides of the road. An average person might not even see a single plant in their entire life. But in the Zhennan Wang's residence, they were everywhere like weeds. It could be seen how much Gao Zong doted on Yan Sui.
Other than dealing with Ouyang Pinting, Jiujiu's purpose was naturally to snatch Yan Sui away before Ouyang Pinting. Even if she couldn't snatch Yan Sui away, she would never give Yan Sui to Ouyang Pinting.
What Jiujiu didn't expect was that during her time as a fortune teller, most of the people she helped to tell their fortunes got what they wanted. Those who didn't get what they wanted because the promises they made were more long-term.
Because so many people had their wishes fulfilled, Jiujiu's reputation was like the sun in the sky. Now, her reputation had spread far and wide in the capital. Before Jiujiu had even set up a stall in the capital, she had already become the new living immortal.
Jiujiu's reputation was so resounding that even Gao Zong had heard of her. He even discussed with the Zhennan Wang whether or not they should invite Jiujiu to the capital to tell Yan Sui's fortune to see when he would be able to get married and have children.
Who told other people to have children around their knees when they were in their twenties, but Yan Sui didn't even have a servant girl when he was in his twenties. This made the Emperor, who had always wanted to hold a great-grandchild, especially worried.
Although Gao Zong didn't believe in fortune-telling, public opinion was enough to melt gold. So many people said that Jiujiu was a living immortal, so she naturally had her own strong points. Moreover, there was no loss in telling a fortune.
Rather than doing nothing, it was better to take a gamble.
After Jiujiu stayed in the capital for three days, she set up a stall to tell fortunes again.
Because Jiujiu's reputation had already spread to the capital from outside. Jiujiu's face was handsome and she was dressed in white, as if she was an immortal. Moreover, with the support of Jiujiu's temperament and reputation, she was immediately surrounded by people when she set up her stall.
Because they were afraid that Jiujiu would get angry and refuse to tell their fortunes, the people who came took the initiative to line up. However, perhaps it was because Jiujiu's reputation was too resounding, but the questions of the people who came to get their fortunes told were all very strange.
Some asked about the fate of officials, others asked about marriage, and there were even people who came to ask for children.
There were even people who didn't tell anything, only giving money to Jiujiu. As they gave money to Jiujiu, they said that Jiujiu's fortune telling was definitely a living immortal, and that giving her money would definitely bless the well-being of their entire family.
Ever since the first person gave money to Jiujiu, the following people all followed suit and began to give money to Jiujiu.
Jiujiu's face was practically filled with internal injuries. She was a fortune-teller, not a beggar. What the hell was with giving money without saying a word?
Because there were truly too many people who came, and they were too strange, Jiujiu was helpless. After the morning ended, she directly closed her stall and went back.
Although Jiujiu closed her stall and went back, the people who came to get their fortunes told also followed her to the door of the house.
Because they were afraid that Jiujiu wouldn't tell their fortunes, those fans didn't dare to disturb Jiujiu, but they just stood at the door, which made Jiujiu feel particularly helpless.
Jiujiu originally just wanted to be a pretentious charlatan, but who knew that she would become a national idol, and this idol made it difficult for her to explain in a few words.
Jiujiu had no choice but to set a rule.
Only three people could be counted every day, and they had to make an appointment a month in advance.
Jiujiu thought that there would be fewer people coming in this way, but as soon as she set the rule, she received countless appointments. If Jiujiu hadn't said that she only accepted appointments within a month, the people who came to make appointments would probably have come until the end of the year.
Jiujiu was both gratified and hurt.
For a moment, Jiujiu couldn't tell if it was because she was too amazing, or because the people here were too easy to deceive.
Because she only accepted three appointments every day, Jiujiu would have Steamed Bun investigate the three families who were coming the next day. When they came the next day, they would give a more suitable answer. For half a month, the people who came to Jiujiu for divination were unexpectedly very accurate, and Jiujiu's reputation as a living immortal was even more resounding.
When Xiao Jiu was mentioned, everyone would give him a thumbs up and praise him as a living immortal.
Gao Zong, who was originally watching, saw that Jiujiu was so amazing, no longer continued to watch. He directly asked Eunuch Fu to invite Jiujiu into the palace, so that Jiujiu could tell Yan Sui's marriage fate.
Early the next morning, Jiujiu woke up, made breakfast, and fed herself and the three at home. Just as she was watering the flowers, there was a series of frequent knocks on the door.
Jiujiu had always started her divination at noon, and the people who came for divination naturally knew Jiujiu's rules, so they also came at noon. Why was there someone knocking so early in the morning?
Jiujiu put down the gourd ladle that she was watering the flowers with and opened the door.
Outside the door stood a man dressed in an inner attendant's uniform, and behind him stood two rows of guards with swords in their hands.
With just a glance, Jiujiu knew that this person was a eunuch, and from the waist tag hanging on this eunuch's waist, she could infer that he was Gao Zong's trusted aide, Eunuch Fu.
Jiujiu sized up Eunuch Fu, and Eunuch Fu similarly sized up Jiujiu.
The more he looked, the more convinced Eunuch Fu was of Jiujiu.
Dressed in white, Jiujiu looked as pure and holy as a deity, and her eyes had a look of compassion for the state of the universe. After seeing him, her attitude was neither servile nor overbearing, and compared to the previous Daoist priests who tried to curry favor with him as soon as they met, she was like heaven and earth.
This appearance, this temperament, none of the young masters in the capital could compare.
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