Back to Daming to be a genius

Chapter 6 The Destined Noble Man
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Linqing City was still so bustling. It was almost noon, and the streets were still full of tourists and voices. There were also long queues of stalls on both sides of the street, and all kinds of merchants and furniture. It was a scene of prosperity and prosperity.However, seeing such a scene in his eyes, it is a different feeling for Young Master Zhang, "If you don't think of a way to save Daming quickly, then in a few years, the Mantars will come in and kill this place." The bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles. ——It’s okay for these people to be killed, but if they are killed on the head of my young master, it will be a big trouble.”

"Master, you have to go shopping, so where are we going?" Zhang Shitou asked.Young Master Zhang closed the spring palace fan, patted his palm with the fan handle and said: "Looking for a fortune teller, please watch carefully for the young master. The fortune teller stall is the busiest, so let's go there."

"Fortune-telling? Master, haven't you always disbelieved in those things?" Zhang Shitou found himself becoming more and more elusive. Young Master Zhang grew up wearing crotch pants together, but Zhang Shitou is our Young Master Zhang's closest and most trusted servant after all. , although he didn't understand the young master's intentions, he still obeyed the order respectfully, and turned the thief's eyes with young master Zhang, looking for the fortune teller all over the street.

There are canal piers in Linqing City, and the market is bustling. Naturally, there are many fortune tellers on the street with the signs of "Living Banxian" and "Tiezui", and there are not a few of them who have good business. Therefore, it didn't take long for Young Master Zhang to take aim at a man named Xie Banxian. A fortune teller in disguise—mainly because there were a lot of people around Xie Banxian's stall, very similar to the fortune teller in Young Master Zhang's memory who believed he could win the first prize.After getting some confidence in his mind, Young Master Zhang pushed away the crowd and approached Xie Banxian's stall, but he didn't take the initiative to speak. He was going to wait for Xie Banxian to say something—"Oh! My man, you have colorful eyebrows, you two You have a good eye, you can be a pillar of the country, if you go to Beijing to catch the exam, you will definitely pass the exam."

"Oh!" Xie Banxian exclaimed in surprise.First Young Master Zhang was surprised and then delighted, thinking that Zhang Haogu's story is true?Never thought about Xie Banxian and continued: "Isn't this Young Master Zhang? Young Master came to the stall today, do you want to count marriage? Or do you want to count wealth?"

"No, it's not this sentence?" Young Master Zhang's full of joy immediately flew out of Jiuxiaoyun, but Young Master Zhang refused to give up, and said coldly: "Neither, I want to count the future, you give it to me. Do the math, young master, if I go to Beijing to rush for the exam this time, will I be able to pass the exam?"

Young Master Zhang hadn't finished speaking, the Linqing people present couldn't help laughing, but they didn't dare to laugh face to face because they were afraid of Young Master Zhang's power, while Zhang Shitou and Xie Banxian opened their mouths wide and dared not say a word for a long time.On the contrary, Young Master Zhang was already mentally prepared. Seeing Xie Banxian's appearance, he had confidence in his heart, so he quickly excused himself and said, "Don't worry, young master. Just kidding—how is it? Is the business going well recently?"

"Thanks to the young master, the business is not bad." Then Xie Banxian heaved a sigh of relief, and hurriedly apologized with a smile: "If the young master wants to ask about marriage and wealth, please feel free to ask." Turned around and left, not far away, there was a huge laughing sound behind him, and he could vaguely hear someone laughing and saying, "I don't even know my own name, but I want to be the champion? Did you get beaten at the pier the day before yesterday?" Got dizzy and haven't woken up yet?" Even Zhang Shitou complained in a low voice beside him: "Young master, you're making a big joke—everyone in Linqing City doesn't know that you haven't studied since you were a child, and even yourself I can’t even write my name, so how can I take the exam for the champion?”

"Who said I can't write my own name? Master, I can write the three characters Zhang Haogu in simplified Chinese characters!" Young Master Zhang murmured in extreme depression, swung his fan again, and resolutely shouted at Zhang Shitou, who was giggling beside him. : "Shitou, go, continue to find the next fortune teller."

A little clown appeared in front of Xie Banxian, Young Master Zhang learned a lot, and instead of directly asking those fortune tellers if he could pass the first prize, he recalled the story of Zhang Haogu's promotion to the third rank, and he searched for fortune tellers all over the street. The stalls try their luck, and every time they encounter a fortune-telling stall, they always turn around three times, waiting for the fate-teller to appear.But still the same sentence, the reputation of the former Young Master Zhang is too good in Linqing City, almost everyone knows that Young Master Zhang is illiterate, and the fortune teller is not a fool, of course, he will not make fun of himself to say that our new Young Master Zhang is not good. One subject is sure to be the number one in high school, so the four legs of Master Zhang and Zhang Shitou are almost broken, but no fortune teller said to our Master Zhang, "Oh! This man, you have colorful eyebrows. , Two eyes with spirit..."

After wandering around for more than an hour, Young Master Zhang, who had been pampered for two lifetimes, gradually lost his strength. He found a pier on a bridge that had not been fully repaired in Linqing City and sat down, shaking his fan and resting while thinking in his heart, "Could it be Zhang? Hao Gu’s story is fictional? Otherwise, why didn’t the fortune teller who said I would win the first prize show up? Or maybe it’s not time yet, but today is the 26th of the first lunar month, and the exam is about to start. If he doesn’t show up again, I don't even have time to rush to the capital? Damn it, is it true that the story about Zhang Haogu in the cross talk is all fake? In history, there was only a young rich man named Zhang Haogu. There is no connection at all. Upgrading to the third level?"

Young Master Zhang was already in a bad mood, but Zhang Shitou, who was shopping with Young Master Zhang, didn't know what to do, so he came up and asked, "Master, didn't you say that you came out to find a fortune teller today? Why did you find so many fortune tellers?" Just wandering around beside their stall without asking any questions?" Eldest Young Master Zhang was annoyed, he waved his fan and didn't bother to pay attention to Shitou Zhang, but Shitou Zhang took a step closer, and asked with concern: "Master, the doctor said that your brain is hurt. The injury, could it be because of this? Or, I will send you to the doctor to have a look?"

"Get out, don't bother me." Young Master Zhang was in an extremely bad mood, and kicked Zhang Shitou with his leg.Although Young Master Zhang and Shitou Zhang grew up together, the kick was not very strong, but in order to calm Master Zhang, Shitou Zhang retreated more than a dozen steps in an exaggerated manner, yelling, "Oh, Master! , Your martial arts are really getting better and better, and you will be the one who is the smallest..." Before Zhang Shitou finished flattering Zhang Shitou, Zhang Shitou suddenly felt as if his ass had hit something. The cry also rang out, "Ouch! Don't you have eyes when you walk?"

"Straight mother thief, bump into you lightly, what are you screaming for? Are you trying to rip me off?" Zhang Shitou knew he didn't bump too hard, so he didn't care, and turned around to look at the situation, but after seeing it, Zhang Shitou couldn't help Somewhat dumbfounded, it turned out that the man he bumped into was very thin and small, less than three feet tall, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, three parts looked like a human and seven parts looked like a ghost. At first glance, it was almost the same as a macaque—to be precise, the length He has to compete with Wu Dalang, a celebrity from Shandong.So although Zhang Shitou's impact was not heavy, it knocked him on his back.Zhang Shitou had no choice but to go up and lift up the sharp-billed monkey's cheek, and politely apologized: "Sir, I'm really sorry, I really didn't see you just now, you didn't fall, did you?"

"It's okay, it's okay." The sharp-mouthed monkey cheek was quite reasonable, seeing Zhang Shitou's condescending attitude, he didn't pursue it further, and stood up with a wave of his hand.Only now did Young Master Zhang and Zhang Shitou discover that this sharp-billed monkey cheek was holding a fortune-teller's cover, on which besides a gossip was drawn three words 'Song Tiezui'—these three traditional characters Two of them are the same as the simplified Chinese characters, so Young Master Zhang even guessed and understood.

"Huh? Could it be that he is the fortune teller I was destined to be?" Young Master Zhang's extremely disappointed heart started to stir up again.But the monkey-cheeked Song Tiezui didn't even look at him, turned around and helped a white-haired old man onto the bridge, and walked past Young Master Zhang.Young Master Zhang was angry, cursed to himself, and was about to go home for dinner, but Song Tiezui and the old man stopped by a wooden pile again, pointing at the wooden pile used to build the bridge, whispering mysteriously in the old man's ear muttered.

"What are you doing?" Young Master Zhang was extremely curious, and cautiously leaned over to eavesdrop, and vaguely heard Song Tiezui whispering: "Old man, you can go to those craftsmen who built the bridge for help, and ask them to write the card with your son on it. The name talisman is pasted on the top of this wooden post. In this way, the craftsman only needs to hit this wooden post with a hammer, and he can take away the spirit of your unfilial son who beat his old mother. After ten days of knocking, your An unfilial son will..."

"Soul calling!" Young Master Zhang came to his senses.The memory of the former Young Master Zhang once said that the warlocks of this era have a kind of thaumaturgy. By performing tricks on the victim's name, hair and clothing, he can make the victim sick or even die, and steal the victim's soul essence. To use it for his own use——Song Tiezui asked the old man to put his son's name on the bridge pile today, which is clearly a kind of soul art.Thinking of this, our young master Zhang felt angry, and he said that you are a charlatan, and instead of coming to tell the young master's fortune that I won the first prize in the exam, he went to lie to a poor old man. His conscience is worse than mine. Let you taste the power!

"Living god, you taught me to do this, what if my son really dies?" the white-haired old man asked weeping.Song Tiezui replied with a smile: "Don't worry, old man, as long as your son sincerely reforms his mistakes and is filial to you and your wife, you can burn the other talisman I gave you into ashes, put it in water and drink it, He'll be healed."

"A living god, really a living god." The white-haired old man thanked him a thousand times, and left crying after thanking him again and again.Young Master Zhang remained silent until the old man walked away. The extremely unhappy Young Master Zhang rushed up to stop Song Tiezui, first hit him hard on the head with the fan handle, and then grabbed his collar , smirked and said: "What a monster, how dare you use the soul-calling magic in our Linqing City to instigate your father to harm your son? Come on, I will go to the yamen with the young master!" Understanding it, he also shouted: "If you don't want to go to the Yamen, it's fine - bring the hush money!"

"Dude, did you hear that?" Song Tiezui asked calmly after being beaten, he just asked with a foreign accent.Young Master Zhang said with a sinister smile: "So what if I hear it? Shitou, come and help Young Master, I will catch this monster to the Yamen."

Zhang Shitou promised that he would mention Song Tiezui when he came over, but he never thought that Song Tiezui said again: "Wait a minute, old man, please listen to Song to finish the story first?" Young Master Zhang snorted coldly: "What are you talking about? I don't believe it, young master. Can you name a flower?"

"Brother, do you know why that old man called his own son's soul so cruelly?" Song Tiezui smiled and said, "Because his only son is in his twenties, and he is still idle all day long, eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, and doing all kinds of evil. .”

"What's wrong with that? I'm not the same, young master?" Young Master Zhang asked confidently.Song Tiezui said with a smile: "My man, your family background allows you to play like this." Among other things, this Tang Bohu's spring palace painting fan in your hand is enough for one or two families to eat and drink for a lifetime Don't worry. That old man makes a living by farming. Can his family afford such a son? What's more, his son abused his parents. Yesterday, because he didn't get any money from his mother to gamble, he took his mother with a stick I was beaten up severely, can you do such a thing, brother? So what if you hurt such a son once or twice?"

Young master Zhang thinks about it carefully, it is indeed the case. Although he has been bad enough to have sores on the top of his head and pus on the bottom of his feet in his two lifetimes, he has never done anything to abuse his parents. Lesson learned.But Young Master Zhang didn't want to stop there, and asked Song Tiezui viciously: "Even if this is the case, can you tell the old man to turn his unworthy son into the yamen?"

"Brother, things are not easy." Song Tiezui said with a smile: "If his son is directly sent to the Yamen and released with dozens of boards, his son will hate his parents even more?" Speaking of this, Song Tiezui Sighing, he said with a wry smile: "Besides, this man, do you really believe that there is a soul-calling magic in the world? Even if there is, I don't know how to do it."

Young Master Zhang froze for a moment, then asked again: "Then are you lying to that old man?"

Song Tiezui shook his head and explained with a smile: "Actually, I just want to scare the old man's unfilial son. After the old man uses the spell, I will go to his son's ear and let his son know about it. He believes in ghosts and gods a lot. After his son found out about this, he was frightened into a sickness even if he wasn’t sick. If I make another idea, let his son go home to honor his parents, beg his parents to forgive him, and get rid of his evil spirits. Maybe he can use this It is a long-term solution for his son to change his past and treat his parents kindly from now on."

Hearing this, Young Master Zhang couldn't help feeling a little admiration for Song Tiezui. This tactful method of persuasion is indeed more effective.Having figured this out, Young Master Zhang let go of Song Tiezui's collar, and snorted, "You're still a little clever, but if you dare to lie to me, Young Master, I will definitely let you sit in prison!"

"Don't worry, brother, Song did this not once or twice." Song Tiezui replied with a smile.Young Master Zhang snorted again, and then shouted at Zhang Shitou: "Shitou, let's go home for dinner."

At this point, the matter should have disappeared, but the bad thing was that Song Tiezui was about to leave, and suddenly he touched the head that had been beaten up by Young Master Zhang——Song Tiezui felt angry immediately, I said in my heart that you are really ruthless, you knocked on the head indiscriminately, regardless of good and evil, and almost broke Master Song's head!No, I have to make you suffer!Thinking of this, Song Tiezui hastily greeted Young Master Zhang: "This old man, please stop, Song has something to say?"

"What's the matter?" Young Master Zhang turned around and asked lazily.Song Tiezui said with a smile: "Man, I see that you have colorful eyebrows and sharp eyes. You can be a pillar of the country. If you go to Beijing to catch up for the exam, you will definitely pass the exam."

"What did you say?" Young Master Zhang was struck by lightning—this passage is related to the future and destiny of Young Master Zhang, and Young Master Zhang has reviewed it no less than a hundred times in his memory, but now a truly destined fortune teller said in front of Young Master Zhang After saying these words, Young Master Zhang still felt his breathing stopped, his heart almost jumped out of his chest, and there was only one thought left in his mind, "Could that story be true, can I really become an official?"

"Yao Dao surnamed Song, what nonsense are you talking about?" Zhang Shitou was not happy, thinking that the young master is going to Beijing to catch the exam?The young master doesn't know a single word, so what test do you take?But just when Zhang Shitou was about to settle accounts with this nonsense Song Tiezui, our young master Zhang suddenly pushed him away, and asked Song Tiezui excitedly: "You said that if I go to Beijing to rush for the exam, I will definitely be able to do it." Did you hit it?"

"It's a joke, it's not bad to trick this silly boy into Beijing for nothing." Song Tiezui, who was slapped by Young Master Zhang at the beginning, was secretly happy, and said proudly: "As long as Young Master enters Beijing, I will guarantee you to be among the top three." , after you win, I will drink your wedding wine."

"Okay, I'll give you a good word, young master, I'll go to the capital this time." Young Master Zhang closed the fan gracefully, slapped the handle of the fan on his palm, and shouted: "Stone, give him two taels of silver."

"Young master—!" Zhang Shitou howled like a pig, thinking that the young master's brain must have really gone wrong. This fortune teller surnamed Song was clearly lying, and the young master even rewarded him with money?And it's still a sky-high price of rewarding two taels of silver?

"Stop talking nonsense, just tip if you tell me!" Young Master Zhang snorted.Zhang Shitou had no choice but to take out two taels of silver as ordered, stuffed it into the hands of the smiling Song Tiezui, and said through gritted teeth: "Take it, this is a reward from our young master!" Lowering his voice, he gritted his teeth even more and said: "If the young master doesn't come to Beijing, it doesn't matter if I give you the two taels of silver - if our young master listens to your nonsense and really goes to the capital, I will smash your stall later!"

"That's your young master being stupid, doing my ass?" Song Tiezui muttered in his heart, took the money with a smile, and Anan made up his mind that when the old man's unfilial son was punished, he would leave immediately and continue Traveling all over the world, there is nowhere for Young Master Zhang to find someone to settle accounts.

"Shitou, let's go home." Finally found the destined fortune teller, our Young Master Zhang immediately became in a good mood, and planned to go home and carefully consider whether it is really a trip to the capital.Over there, Zhang Shitou followed with a sad face, and the happy young master Zhang walked away. Zhang Shitou ran back quickly, grabbed Song Tiezui by the collar, and asked in a low voice, "Song, what's your name?" Name? Live there?"

Song Tiezui is a wandering sorcerer, naturally he was not afraid that Zhang Shitou would come to him, so he smiled and replied truthfully: "My surname is Song and my name is Xiance, and I live in the Hengtong Inn in the city. If this little brother wants to find me, you can always Come to the inn." But it's a pity that the young master Zhang, who was immersed in ecstasy, has gone far away, and we haven't heard the name Song Xiance from Song Tiezui at all.

(End of this chapter)