Chapter 25: The First Batch of Thieves
"How is Tang Qiuchi?"
"What else? You've been hungry for three days. β
"Washing dishes every day?"
"Of course, you fired all the dishwashers, and of course he was the only one who did it. β
"Good. Now he can eat. Three meals a day, there must be fish and meat, and no meal is missing. If he still wants to eat before going to bed, add another supper to him. β
"That'...... Will he die?"
Sun Yanyun held the birdcage in his hand, staggered, and walked towards the divination hall.
The left and right little guys separated the crowd and let Sun Yanyun pass. Look up and see an ordinary door face, there is no pretense, only a plaque under the eaves is written with the word "Bu Hall", the door is open, it can be seen that the furnishings are elegant and good. A gentleman forty miles away, with long eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and fairy wind and bones, stood at the foot of the Bu Pavilion steps, followed by a handsome young man with dark eyes, a filial young woman supported an old woman who was fighting with this gentleman, and he was going to kneel down when he spoke, and the gentleman hurriedly picked it up and said: "I can't stand it, I can't stand it." β
The old woman cried: "If it weren't for Mr., my son would still be missing, he would not see anyone alive or dead. He looked back and said to the young woman, "Your man's body was found by this gentleman, so kowtow to him for me." β
The young woman fell to the ground and couldn't cry, and the husband couldn't reach out, so the young man behind him helped her up, and said, "The young lady mourns and changes." β
Sun Yanyun looked at the excitement, and asked a businessman pointing at him: "Brother, what's going on?"
The businessman seemed to be crazy personally, and when Sun Yanyun asked him like this, he really asked ten questions, and he was foaming at the mouth. "You don't know, I happened to be here yesterday. The old woman is the little woman's mother-in-law, their family lives in the south of the city, the old woman's son has been missing for more than half a year, how can not be found, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are anxious, and the life is not settled, so the daughter-in-law has to plant some vegetables, the old woman comes out to sell, and the daughter-in-law has to sew and mend when the mother-in-law comes out to sell vegetables. It's not yesterday, Mr. Bu Guan just opened to send a hexagram, don't count the money in vain, the old woman is selling vegetables in the south of the city, so she also calculated a hexagram for her son, I didn't expect to really let this gentleman find it!"
"Where did you find it?" Sun Yanyun wiped the saliva that had been sprayed on his face.
"The gentleman said that he would let her go west, and the more abundant the water and grass, the more likely it is. Hey! He really found his son's body in the grass at the bottom of a wild mountain! He said that his son fell down while going up the mountain to chop wood, and hit his head on a stone and died! Do you think God is God?"
Sun Yanyun listened to the music and felt very interesting in his heart. At this time, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had left, and the crowd gradually dispersed, and Sun Yanyun asked the businessman again: "How many hexagrams did Mr. send yesterday?"
"It's not for sure, but there are a lot of people anyway. β
"Do they all say that the hexagram of the gentleman is accurate?"
"Hey, sometimes this hexagram is not something that can be fulfilled at that time, but a few people left after calculating the hexagram, and later came back to thank this gentleman. β
"Oh," Sun Yanyun stretched out his voice and said, "Then why is there no one looking for him to tell a fortune today?"
The businessman smiled, "You ask this, it's because this gentleman doesn't send hexagrams today, and the hexagram money is so high, few people can afford it." β
"Oh, how high is the hexagram?"
"Ten taels of gold per hexagram. β
Sun Yanyun raised his eyebrows.
The fortune teller got up to see off the last guest, but saw a big fat man about to step into the threshold, this fat man had a thick waist and a small head, and looked like a triangular nest.
The black-eyed boy who followed him to the right and left, with a dimple on his right cheek, couldn't help but give him a hand, almost not being pressed by him, and finally got him in.
Sun Yanyun gratefully shook the young man's shoulder, bowed his hand to the fortune teller, and said, "May I ask your surname, sir?"
"Exempt from expensive, surnamed Cen. β
"It turned out to be Mr. Cen, fortunately. Could you please give me a word test?"
Mr. Cen said, "Please be seated. β
The black-eyed boy made a lot of effort to get Sun Yanyun onto the chair.
"What words do you want to measure?" Mr. Cen handed over a pen and paper.
Sun Yanyun thought about it, wrote a word with a smile, and said: "Because I'm fat, let's test the word 'fat'." β
Mr. Cen didn't look at the words, only stared at Sun Yanyun's face for a while, and said, "Your family wants to do a happy event?"
"Ha Lu Ha, not bad. β
"It is your son who will marry his daughter-in-law. β
"Yes. Sun Yanyun's face bloomed with joy.
"You're getting ready to repair your house and get your bride married?"
"Ha Luha, you're right. β
"But," Mr. Cen said, "I'm afraid this kiss won't be able to happen for a while." β
Sun Yanyun immediately became nervous, "How do you say this?"
Mr. Cen looked at him, but did not answer, picked up the word "fat" he wrote and looked at it for a while, and said: "'Fat' is half a month, half a month is a loss, and it is dissatisfied. β
Sun Yanyun's face gradually became serious, and he said, "So what else do I have to be dissatisfied with?"
"Because you're not hard-hearted enough. β
"What do you mean by that?"
Mr. Cen smiled slightly and said, "If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself." β
Sun Yanyun was moved.
Mr. Cen pinched his fingers, frowned and asked, "You went out today with a total of seven servants?"
"Yes, there are eight of us, including me. β
"That's right. The word "fat" is also a month and a half, which means that the sun of this month, September 15, I am afraid that you will have the disaster of "eight people". β
"What is the scourge of the 'Eight'?"
Mr. Cen shook his head slowly and said, "The secret of heaven must not be leaked. Seeing Sun Yanyun's brows, he said: "But I can tell you that the disaster of these 'eight people' seems to be a disaster on the surface, but in fact, it is a good thing with you, and it may make you lose something in exchange for your dreams." β
Sun Yanyun frowned and pondered for a while, and his face turned solemn. Stretching out a pair of fat hands, he made a respectful gesture and pleaded, "Sir, you can help me make a hexagram again." β
Steward Di waited for a long time at the door of the Bu Pavilion with those little guys, and the autumn sun made them sweat, so Sun Yanyun was helped out by the black-eyed young man, and the two empty-handed little guys hurriedly stepped forward to take Sun Yanyun's arms and carried him down the steps.
The black-eyed boy bowed slightly and said, "Guests go slowly." He turned around and entered the divination hall, and asked the gentleman hesitantly, "What you just calculated is true?"
Cen Tianyao couldn't see any expression, stroked his short hair, and said, "The secret of heaven must not be revealed." β
When Sun Yanyun got out of the Bu Pavilion, he didn't say a word, but just walked along the streets of Nancheng, not fast, not slow, pacing in all directions.
Steward Di asked, "What did the fortune teller tell you?"
Sun Yanyun slowed down, shook his head, and said again after a while: "Escaped death." β
"What?"
Sun Yanyun still shook his head, and then muttered: "Five hundred to the east, rescue Wuyan." β
Wuyan? Does it mean that ugly girl in ancient times? Steward Di thought to himself, are you saving a very ugly-looking woman five hundred steps to the east? What do you mean? When he turned his head and saw that Sun Yanyun's face was not good-looking, he did not dare to ask.
The group walked five hundred steps east in silence and stood still on the side of the street. All walks of life on the street, noisy and mixed, people come and go, although there are not many women on the street, but there are also a lot, although they are not good-looking, but they are not ugly, and there is no fight and quarrel, how can this be found?
Sun Yanyun stood aimlessly on the street and was already upset, and caught up with the shopkeeper in the opposite shop scolding the guy. It is said that this is a very common thing, in the past, Sun Yanyun had to laugh a few times if he ran into it, but now he was so annoyed that he didn't scratch it, if he wanted to go, he was unwilling, he said he wouldn't go, and he was really troubled, so he had to look at the beauty and ugliness of the woman, while listening to the shopkeeper's scolding, and standing in the sun and sweating.
"You say that my shopkeeper lacked some virtue in his previous life! Why did he take care of you guys! Look at you, ah? One is delicious, the other is lazy, and the other is ...... Hey, why are you crying! You cry when I say something to you? You are the most hateful of these guys! You dare to cry? If it weren't for your pity, I wouldn't have taken you in! Go and go, cry at the door, don't bother me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man in coarse cloth clothes ran out of the store, rubbing his eyes with both hands, and began to cry silently.
It is estimated that Sun Yanyun is now sitting on his heart, but in order not to affect his major affairs, he decided to endure it. The little guy who was responsible for wiping the sweat around him was busy working, and at this time, a beautiful woman walked in front of him, and the little guy patronized and stared at her, and accidentally put the handkerchief into Sun Yanyun's eyes. Sun Yanyun immediately raised his hand very politely and gave him a brain melon spoon, then snatched the hand towel and wiped it himself, and threw his favorite bird and bird cage to Steward Di. ,
Sun Yanyun had been standing here for half an hour, he felt that the air was beginning to thin out, and then he felt dizzy, just as he was about to faint, the shopkeeper in the opposite shop suddenly rushed out.
The shopkeeper slapped the back of the head of the crying young man at the door, probably because he had just seen Sun Yanyun use this trick and then learn and sell it. The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "Little ancestor, you really came to the door to cry! You said that standing at the door and crying mourning, let me do this business! Hey, the more you cry, the more fierce you become? You can't speak, but you can cry? If you can cry like you can sell goods, it would be good! You still cry! I just said that you can't speak! And I didn't scold you for being a little mute!"
Sun Yanyun woke up suddenly, and the shopkeeper's words were like a sweet spring injected into his heart. Could it be that he misunderstood? What the fortune teller said was not "no salt," but "no words"! Ah, it is indeed a divine operator! Sure enough, it is a heavenly opportunity that cannot be revealed! Sun Yanyun felt that his efforts were worth it, and he almost wanted to shout: I, Sun Yanyun, have come back to life!
Sun Yanyun immediately rushed over and asked the shopkeeper, "This kid really can't speak?"
The shopkeeper rolled his eyes and said, "Of course, there is nothing to deceive here!"
The crying young man also took down the hand covering his face and looked at Sun Yanyun in puzzlement. The child's face was covered with tears, but he was very good-looking.
Sun Yanyun had a little more affection for this kid in his heart, and turned his head to ask the shopkeeper, "Then what are you doing to scold him?"
"What am I not doing to scold him! He can't speak, he can't take care of business, and he fights to make trouble for me, so who else will buy my goods?"
Sun Yanyun straightened his waist and said, "I'll buy it." β
"You buy?" the shopkeeper was stunned.
Sun Yanyun asked, "What are you selling?"
"Paint. β
"Good. Tomorrow I will be asked to send me two hundred buckets of paint. β
"Where?"
"Smoky Cloud Villa. β
Sun Yanyun happily rode home in the carriage. Since the god operator calculated the first thing correctly, it is possible to calculate everything after that, and since he has calculated that I escaped death, then what else do I have to worry about?
Sun Yanyun got off the carriage, walked up the steps, and crossed the threshold, but he didn't even let anyone help him, it seems that people are really in good spirits on happy occasions. However, doesn't it mean that you have to "die" before you can "live"? Sun Yanyun obviously didn't think of this.
After entering the villa, Sun Yanyun was so interested that he wanted to go for a walk in the garden, and the housekeeper Di, who had been encouraging Sun Yanyun to lose weight, naturally agreed, so the two walked through the house and walked to the back. When passing by the water house, Sun Yanyun suddenly saw a very neat young man, but his face was very raw, so he asked, "Steward Di, who is this child?"
Steward Di said: "His name is Xiaochuan, he is a newcomer to carry water, it turned out that the three people who carried the water did not know what to do together, and he happened to come to find something to do, I saw that he was very neat and stayed." β
Sun Yanyun nodded and walked towards the water room.
In fact, it is said to be a water house, but it is a large courtyard with three wells in the middle, and next to it are ten large vats half a person high, which are covered by thatched huts. The neat young man had resolute eyebrows, his upper body was naked, and he was drawing water from the well, the muscles of his arms were looming, and his back was covered with beads of sweat. Seeing that Steward Di accompanied a triangular fat man over, the young man put down the bucket and bowed.
Sun Yanyun smiled and nodded. Steward Di said, "This is our owner. β
Xiao Chuan bowed again and exclaimed with a smile: "Hello owner." β
Sun Yanyun was very satisfied, and said with his hands behind his back: "It's really hard for you, before those three people come back, the water in the whole villa will depend on you alone!"
Ogawa's smile was a little stiff, but luckily no one cared. He said very plainly: "It doesn't matter, I did it." β
Sun Yanyun was very happy, and said to Steward Di: "Before the three of them come back, give him four times the salary!" After speaking, he shook out of the water room horizontally.
Xiao Chuan turned from a stiff smile to gritted teeth, his legs were slightly bent, his palms were on the ground, and he held them in front of his chest in the shape of claws, and roared silently to the sky, with white teeth and a remorseful look.
Steward Di followed Sun Yanyun to enjoy the scenery of the garden, and Sun Yanyun suddenly asked, "Is there any news from Tang Qiuchi?"
Steward Di said: "Just as I was about to inform the owner, Huang Huihu came to report that Tang Qiuchi may still be in the 'wealth'. β
"What's going on?"
"Tang Qiuchi owes 'Caiyuan' 2.6 million taels, and on the surface, 'Caiyuan' let him go without pursuing it, because there were many eyewitnesses who saw Tang Qiuchi, but it may have been arrested before Tang Qiuchi returned to Yanyun Villa. After all, it's a casino, so how can anyone be allowed to owe gambling debts and not pay them?"
Sun Yanyun nodded, thought for a while, and said, "Then send two secret agents to take a look tonight, don't reveal your identity, just check if Tang Qiuchi is not in the 'wealth'." Well, I think, let's just let them dress up as two thieves. β
"Hey, Tang Ying. β
"What for? β
"It's been a day since this trap was made, what are you doing?"
"Catch the thief. β
"Where are the thieves?"
"'Wealth'. β
"Ha Luha, well, when is the thief coming?"
"The eighth day of September. Just tonight. β
"Huh, so sure?"
"Of course. β
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"Miss Yun Er isn't going to take the female champion exam, right?"
"Murong, why are you here?"
"Ask Miss Yun if she knows Sun Zhilan and Sun Zhihui?"
"Those two daughters of Yanyun Villa?"
"That's right. β
Please see Chapter 26, a thousand years of white clouds
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