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Chapter 675 The Strange Fortune-telling Old Man
After more than half an hour, Qin Chuang came back on horseback.

"Where is the Seventh Prince?" He Tianlin stood up and asked.

Qin Chuang looked at Xiao Nai Tuanzi, and after getting her permission, he said truthfully: "The Seventh Prince said that he disagrees with Mr. He, so it's better not to see him."

He Tianlin didn't expect Tang Xian to be unmoved when he came with such a big temptation. Are these ancient children so difficult to deal with?

Fu Jiujiu spread his hands, "Young Master He, there is no other way, please go ahead."

He Tianlin was a little at a loss, "Jiujiu, I really want to help the Seventh Prince."

"Then you want to tell Brother Tang Qi, but Brother Tang Qi doesn't want to see you, oh, what should I do?"

Fu Jiujiu rolled his eyes, "How about this, when I see Brother Tang Qi, I'll tell him?"

He Tianlin knew that it was just an excuse from Xiao Nai Tuanzi.

"The Seventh Prince will regret it."

After he finished speaking, he walked away.

Only then did Qin Xiu move closer to Fu Jiujiu, "Girl, how did he conjure up a bottle of water just now? That's a good trick."

Fu Jiujiu smiled, changing things out of thin air is not just a trick.

Originally, He Tianlin, the golden finger, if he didn't go astray and didn't have thoughts that he shouldn't have.

With the He family's original assets, he can live comfortably.

But he was not greedy enough, so he got involved in this imperial power struggle for no reason.

"What else did Brother Tang Qi say?" Fu Jiujiu asked again.

Qin Chuang was surprised that she knew all about it.

"The Seventh Prince asked me to tell you that he will come to you soon."

"So that's it." Fu Jiujiu shook her head, she thought there was some new development in the case.

"What's the matter? You mean you don't want to see me?" Tang Xian suddenly appeared.

"Ahem... I mean it's not a coincidence, I'm going to visit the hot pot restaurant of the third sister-in-law later, don't I have no time to accompany you?" Fu Jiujiu smiled, but he was actually a little guilty.

"That's just right, I haven't eaten hot pot for a long time, let's go." Tang Xian said.

Fu Jiujiu shrugged his shoulders, "Then let's go, but I won't invite you."

"I invite you, I really got into the eyes of money."

The brothers and sisters of the Qin family couldn't help but smile as they watched the two leave. The girl sometimes looks like an adult, sometimes like a child, sometimes generous, and sometimes picky.

"Brother, what kind of trick do you think can conjure things out of thin air?" Qin Xiu still couldn't let go, and was still thinking about Zhai Tianlin taking out water out of thin air.

"What's so strange about this? Have you forgotten that we have seen very powerful tricks in Yucheng before, let alone conjuring water, even conjuring a ball of fire."

Qin Xiu thought about it, "But Mr. He doesn't look like he is forced by life. Those who go to the rivers and lakes to perform are poor people."

"Okay, okay, rich people entertain themselves."

Qin Xiu nodded, "I want to eat hot pot too, I would have gone with the girl if I knew it earlier."

Two extremely beautiful children, one big and one small, were walking on the street. Although they were all dressed like ordinary people and their clothes were not gorgeous, they still had a high rate of turning heads.

The sun was a little bit bright, and Fu Jiujiu covered his eyes with his hands to prevent being hurt by the sun. There were sounds of hawking on the street, bargaining, and the sound of children crying, and the voice of the mother scolding, "What kind of ball do you want? I'll see you." Like a ball."

"Then I want the windmill."

"You look like a windmill to me."

"Then...then I want that..."

"I see you imagine that."

Fu Jiujiu couldn't help laughing, in such a short time, that little boy who was about his own age already looked like three things.

This is people's livelihood, not very wealthy, but at the foot of the imperial city, it is exceptionally stable. "It's a fortune-telling, it's a fortune-telling. It's not allowed to give away money. It depends on Feng Shui, good or bad luck, choose auspicious days for promotion and wealth, all for ten cents."

"If you buy two steamed buns for ten cents, they will be gone. Come to me. I'll help you see that there are endless steamed stuffed buns."

Ten cents is indeed not much, and many people were attracted to them soon, including the mother and child just now.

Fortune-telling for the poor is all about buying peace of mind and prosperity.

Fu Jiujiu only heard a woman yelling, "Old fairy, you are so right, didn't I just sprain my ankle when I was a child?"

"Do you know why?"

"do not know."

"Your horoscope is tough, and you hit with evil spirits."

Fu Jiujiu couldn't help complaining, isn't sprained feet a common thing?
How can a person live a lifetime without spraining his feet?

"Old Immortal, what should I do then?"

"Then, take this talisman and burn it on the 15th day of the lunar month. Then it will be fine."

"How much is that talisman?" The woman asked excitedly, "Can you help me find out when I can give birth to a son for my man. I have already given birth to six daughters."

"Then you have to add another child-seeking talisman!"

The old fortune teller stroked his goatee and said, "A total of fifty cents."

The woman thought about it for a while, and it was only fifty Wen. In order to give birth to a son, she took a few taels of silver for the medicine. "Okay, here is fifty Wen. When I give birth to a son, I will definitely come to thank you."

The woman gave the money, and left happily holding the talisman paper.

Seeing Fu Jiujiu's rapt attention, Tang Xian said, "Why, are you going to expose it again?"

He was reminded of the previous temple fair, the two brothers of the Zou family fell into their trap and were spotted by the little girl.

Fu Jiujiu shook her head, she really never thought that this situation is different from that one.

Many people who came to tell the fortune had some kind of hope. Fu Jiujiu didn't know whether to let them know the truth.

That seemed kind of cruel after all.

And even without this old man, there would be another fortune teller.

What's more, Feng Shui is not all fake.

"Master, look at me, can I pass the imperial examination?" The poor scholar looked expectant, his clothes were a little ragged, his face was yellow and thin.

The fortune-teller old man looked at him, "You don't have this fate. Although your fate is Wen Qu's, but you are burdened by your parents, this parental palace is of no use to you, on the contrary, it is all bad for you. Listen to me and read books." It’s almost enough, let’s find something to do.”

"Give me a talisman!"

Fu Jiujiu thought that the old man said so much because he wanted to sell talisman paper.

But in the end, the old man didn't mean it, "Young man, sometimes you must have something in your life, and there is no time in your life. Don't force it. Although your parents and palaces have not taken care of it, you have been moving recently, and you will give birth to a precious son in the future."

"Master, is there really no talisman paper?"

"It's useless, the next one!" The old fortune-teller shook his head and urged the next guest after collecting ten cents.

Fu Jiujiu smiled, the old fortune-teller was quite sharp, his eyes fell on Xiaonaituanzi and Tang Xian, and he was slightly shocked.

"Little girl, what are you laughing at?"

Fu Jiujiu looked at it, he was talking to himself, "It's nothing, I think it's interesting."

"I think you have a special face, why don't I count one for you?"

"I don't ask for anything."

"You have!" The old fortune-teller said firmly, "You are looking for a way."

(End of this chapter)