Smash the little fairy doctor, relying on fortune-telling to popularize the entire dynasty

Chapter 320

Liu Er, who was surrounding the door, was stunned immediately, and even the gangsters from all walks of life around him gasped.

"Master, as you said, my sister is indeed still alive."

Ma Yu's voice was not small, and these words finally let the people behind understand what Su Qingtian's hexagram was about, and that this hexagram was extremely accurate for those who seek it.

"My sister has returned home safely, Ma Yu would like to thank Master!"

After finishing speaking, Ma Yu bowed even lower, with a completely sincere expression of thanks.

Following Ma Yu's movements, Ma Hongpeng and his son who were behind him saw clearly that the master whose youngest son spoke of having unrivaled power was actually a pretty girl who had just grown up.

Seeing Su Qingtian's face, Su Lingxian's appearance immediately flashed in Ma Hongpeng's mind.

At the beginning, Ma Hongpeng spent nearly half of his net worth to get in front of Su Lingxian. The famous Su Xiaoqian gave him the divination that his daughter had died in an untimely manner in disdain.

Facing Su Xiaoqianjin's prestige, Ma Hongpeng had to accept this result no matter how heartbroken he was, and only then did he completely stop thinking about finding his daughter.

Now that he found his youngest daughter without any difficulty, Ma Hongpeng was both pleasantly surprised and resentful.

The surprise is naturally the family reunion, and the resentment is that Su Lingxian, who is known as an outstanding talent, can calculate such an outrageous hexagram.

Thinking of the horrific scars on his daughter's body and the pale and thin face of the little girl, Ma Hongpeng hated Su Lingxian.

If I hadn't believed in her, I would never have given up my search. Maybe I would be able to find my little daughter soon, so that she would not have to suffer such a miserable experience wandering outside.

now……

The doctor's words echoed in his mind again, and Ma Hongpeng's bloodshot eyes turned three points red again.

"You are Welcome……"

"Pfft."

Before Su Qingtian finished speaking, Ma Hongpeng knelt down in front of the girl.

Everyone was shocked, gasping one after another.

Even the knowledgeable Shopkeeper Zhao at the rear didn't expect that the situation would develop in such an unexpected way.

Looking up at her little lady, the girl still had a calm expression on her face, and the faint smile appeared and disappeared from the corner of her mouth.

Before the others could react, the eldest son and the younger son of the Ma family knelt down neatly behind his father, and the three of them bowed deeply to the girl with extremely devout expressions.

"Ma Hongpeng, head of the Ma family, and his second son, kneel here to thank Master for his kindness!"

The three of them knelt down to Su Qingtian in unison, and the entire Shanhe Teahouse fell into a deathly silence, and everyone's eyes immediately focused on the girl.

She walked towards Ma Hongpeng, Yin of Jingzhao Mansion, and bent down to take out a white porcelain bottle from her sleeve and handed it to him.

"Three times a day, one at a time."

"At a quarter of noon in two days, I will go to your house to pay a visit."

Ma Hongpeng raised his head abruptly, first glanced at Su Qingtian's appearance, then took the white porcelain bottle with trembling hands and put it in his arms, and his two sons on the left and right supported him slowly to get up.

Liu Er in the rear was completely frightened, and the rest of the people kept backing away, trying to leave Shanhe Teahouse without making a sound.

The momentum of the previous quarrel has long since dissipated, and I just think that my words have not been heard by the Ma family and his son, and it is best to leave the place of right and wrong early to save my life.

No one expected that for a temporary hexagram, a fourth-rank official would bring his son-in-law to kneel down to worship the fortune-telling girl, and he was so devout.

Even Su Xiaoqian, whose reputation is hard to come by, has never encountered such a big thank you gift.

Su Lingxian is not easy to do fortune-telling, but there are many nobles in Beijing, and she occasionally reveals the fortune-telling, and it is said to be miraculous, but no one really kneels down to thank her.

You must know that in the Mo country, other than the emperor, only the elders are the only ones who can make high-ranking officials bow down.

Such a heavy gift can only be accepted if you really save someone's life.

Standing behind Daniu, Liu Er was sweating profusely, feeling both fearful and unwilling.

Seeing that this broken teahouse was about to be ruined by him, and the 500 taels were easy to get, how could a fortune-telling girl suddenly appear, and she won the favor of the governor of Jingzhao just by paying it back.

In the future, not only will this Shanhe Teahouse not go bankrupt, but with a solid backer like Mr. Ma, I'm afraid...

Looking at his tea house across the street, Liu Ersheng had an ominous premonition.

"The old man thanked the master, and will be waiting in the mansion in two days."

Still thinking about his drowsy little daughter, Ma Hongpeng said some words of thanks again, and returned to the mansion without stopping with the medicine.

Regarding Su Qingtian's gift of medicine, he didn't have the slightest doubt in his heart.

The master who can generously rescue his daughter with only 100 taels of silver will never do harm to others.

This medicine...

The white porcelain bottle in the palm of his hand was hot, and Ma Hongpeng wished that the car could drive faster so that he could get the pills into his daughter's mouth as soon as possible.

The good-natured gangsters that Liu Er had brought in scattered early, but the news that the governor of Jingzhao brought his son to the Shanhe Teahouse spread throughout the streets and alleys, and curious people gathered in front of the door.

"There are still two hexagrams today. You can ask about your future, find your relatives, and determine your life and death."

"One hundred taels, does anyone need it?"

Looking at the pair of curious eyes with astonishment, Su Qingtian glanced over lightly, and then raised a sweet smile.

Most of the people came to join in the fun, and when they heard the girl's words, they began to urge the people around them to do the math to see how accurate it was.

But one hundred taels is too expensive for ordinary people, and no one has ever stepped forward to try it.

Su Qingtian was not in a hurry, she turned around and sat down at her desk, waiting quietly.

Shopkeeper Zhao thoughtfully brought new tea and pastries, and then rewarded the storyteller with a few ounces of silver, asking him to pick up some bizarre stories to entertain the little lady.

Xiao Jingmo quietly returned to the table, and picked out a piece of her favorite pastry for the girl, and the two of them chatted one after another.

The people outside the gate lost sight of the excitement, and hesitated for a while whether to leave or not.

When the crowd was bored waiting, a little girl stumbled through the crowd and walked into the teahouse.

"Hey? What's the matter with you?"

Daniel supported the little girl who was a little unsteady, "This is a teahouse, who are you looking for?"

The little girl turned her head to look inside, and pointed in Su Qingtian's direction.

"Look for her and tell a fortune."

Daniel was taken aback, and let go of her hand.

The girl walked towards Su Qingtian step by step, with determination slowly showing in her eyes.

She was about eight years old, but at an age when she was supposed to be carefree, she was covered with indifference, her exposed skin was covered with bruises, and she was skinny and not much better than the youngest daughter of the Ma family.

Licking her parched and white lips, the little girl came to Su Qingtian and carefully took out the handkerchief from her bosom.

Opening it lightly, a pile of scattered silver was gathered together, and a layer of copper plates was covered underneath.

The girl slowly pushed the pile of money in front of Su Qingtian.

(End of this chapter)