Cheng Cheng's condition was far more serious than stated in the letter, and he once reached the level of confusion.

The famous Langzhong in Maruzhou have all been invited to see it, and some have carefully prescribed prescriptions, while others have vaguely told their families to be mentally prepared.

Mrs. Cheng refused to accept the reality, changed her depression with tears, and asked if there was a better doctor.

The results were disappointing.

There were dark clouds in Cheng's mansion, and Cheng Yuan was even more devastated, not only to organize the funeral of his eldest brother Cheng Xun, but also to take care of his seriously ill father and physically and mentally exhausted mother. It didn't take long for his complexion to become much haggard, and his entire body was thin twice.

Cheng Yuan regretted it more than once, if he had sent someone to take down Cheng Xun early and didn't give him a chance to kill himself by hitting the wall, maybe he wouldn't have died.

However, he also knew in his heart that Cheng Xun had already saved his will to die, how could he be so easy to stop?

"Erlangjun, someone handed over the post. ”

Cheng Yuan took a deep breath, trying to dispel the tiredness of a sleepless night, and he reached out to take the few greeting posts.

He glanced at the content of the post and the payment, and cheered up.

"Hurry up and lead Mr. Yuanjing and Mr. Feng to the side hall, I will clean up and go over, don't snub your guests. ”

Cheng Cheng, Feng Ren and Yuan Jing are colleagues, and they have a very good personal relationship, but Cheng Cheng is seriously ill at this time, and the other two naturally want to visit the house.

Cheng Yuan cheered up to receive the two, Feng Ren asked Cheng Cheng about his current condition, and Mr. Yuanjing always frowned, pondering something.

"My father vomited several times last night, and the high fever did not go away, and Lang Zhong used various methods, but it still did not work, but the condition became more serious. Cheng Yuan thought of his father who was lying unconscious on the hospital bed, and his eyes suddenly turned red, and when the other party was seriously ill and unconscious, he muttered "Da Lang", which shows how big a blow the death of the eldest brother Cheng Xun brought to his father, Cheng Yuan didn't even dare to sleep now, for fear that Cheng Cheng would be gone, "...... Thank you Mr. for visiting the house, if my father wakes up, the younger generation will definitely send a family member to inform the two of you as soon as possible. ”

Feng Ren sighed, remembering Cheng Cheng's dream a long time ago.

Cheng Xun's death has been foreshadowed!

Thinking of Feng Jue and Feng Jin under his knees, Feng Ren couldn't help but have the same hidden worries.

Feng Ren was about to speak, but Mr. Yuanjing on the side spoke, "I take the liberty of asking, can Gongliao know the eight characters of Wenfu's birthday?"

Cheng Yuan was stunned and shook his head suspiciously.

"I don't know, what does Mr. need my father to do?"

In ancient times, unlike other eras, people attached great importance to the eight characters of birth.

Every time a baby is born, the parents will write down the eight characters and lock the box prepared in advance.

Because the newborn child has weak yang energy, it is easy to provoke evil things, and locking the eight characters is to lock the child's "life".

When the child reaches the age of marriage, the parents will open the box.

Under normal circumstances, the birth date is only known to a few extremely close relatives.

Cheng Yuan is not among them as a son.

Mr. Yuanjing said, "Wenfu's illness is menacing, and the old man is worried about whether it is an evil obstruction-"

At that time, people were still very superstitious, and Mr. Yuanjing, as a capable old god, naturally no one doubted his words.

Cheng Yuan informed his mother of this, and Mrs. Cheng seemed to grasp the last straw and hurriedly wrote down her husband Cheng Cheng's eight characters.

Mr. Yuanjing got Cheng Cheng's eight characters, and frowned at a rough glance, and when he carefully calculated, his brows were even tighter to kill mosquitoes.

Mrs. Cheng asked worriedly, "Sir, what's wrong with my husband? Could it be that he is really possessed by evil spirits?"

Mr. Yuanjing pondered for a while, and then said, "If you lose your horse, you don't know if it's a blessing. Mrs. Cheng is relieved that Wenfu's serious illness is a good omen. ”

Mrs. Cheng was stunned.

The eldest son committed suicide by hitting the wall, and her husband's life hung by a thread-

Is such a tragic situation a good omen?

Her face changed, and Mr. Yuanjing hurriedly remedied.

"Mrs. Cheng, the old man told the truth. The eight characters of Wenfu are extremely dangerous. Mr. Yuanjing said, "Ke wife, Ke Zi Ke girl, according to the number of lives, people lose two sons and one daughter in middle age, and even lose their wives one after another after several years of hardship. This is the destiny set by God, and it is extremely difficult for mortal beings to change it. Wenfu is now seriously ill, precisely because his life has been changed by external forces, and the original dangerous life has been turned into a good fortune. With such a big change, anyone who can't bear it will naturally get sick for a while. By the end of the night, Fumisuke's condition should improve, and he will wake up at dawn. ”

Mrs. Cheng saw that Mr. Yuanjing was so sure, and her worry lightened a little.

"In this way, the husband will turn the corner?"

Mr. Yuanjing nodded, "Naturally." ”

Mrs. Cheng said, "The slave family is not from the Xuanmen, and I don't know the number of lives, but I also know that it is difficult to change my life......

Mr. Yuanjing said, "Life is difficult to change, but people with great luck are not among them. Those who conform to the destiny of heaven have their own preferential treatment. ”

With Mr. Yuanjing's assurance, Mrs. Cheng was also much more at ease.

Feng Ren's face was strange, and he asked privately, "Is what Mr. said true?"

Whether outsiders believe it or not, Fengren doesn't believe it.

Yuanjing's words were very suspicious, not like a fortune teller with a magic stick, but like a brainless army hired by Jiang Pengji at a high price.

What does it mean to "obey the destiny of heaven and have their own preferential treatment"?

From a political point of view, doesn't it imply that the mandate of heaven is on Jiang Pengji's side?

To go against her is to go against the number of days?

The emperor in history is also a urine, like to touch the porcelain immortals, there are always visions before and after birth, as if there is no vision is not the Son of Heaven appointed by God. For example, the crops in my hometown are one stem and nine ears, the night before I was born, the red light in the house is bright, and the mother dreams of hugging the sun when she is pregnant - this kind of mythical content, in-depth analysis is nothing but political propaganda and fooling the people.

Mr. Yuanjing smiled and said, "Naturally, it's true. ”

To tell the truth, he said it, and it was none of his business whether others believed it or not.

Don't say that others don't believe it, and Mr. Yuanjing himself doesn't want to believe it.

A fickle destiny is not a good thing!

Cheng Cheng's life can be changed by external forces, and the real true son of heaven may also be changed.

Feng Ren's brows furrowed, and the balance in his heart gradually tilted.

"Gai Ming'er will send you two pairs of eight characters, can you test it, sir?

Seeing the ending of Cheng Xun and Cheng Yuan's brothers, Feng Ren was also worried about his two bear sons.

Mr. Yuanjing said, "No need to send it. ”

Feng Ren blurted out, "Why?"

Mr. Yuanjing said in a stated tone, "Xiande wants to tell fortunes for Erlangjun and Sanlangjun, right?"

Feng Ren said, "The white-haired person sends the black-haired person, which parent in the world is willing to see this situation?"

"San Langjun should be the life of a rich and noble, but he has an adventure. Erlangjun is different, his career is bumpy and depressed. "However, their destiny has also changed. The old man's cultivation is limited, and he can't see what he will look like after changing his life for the time being. ”

"Their lives have changed?"

Fengren's mood is like riding a roller coaster, with ups and downs.

"Hmm. Mr. Yuanjing said, "But one thing can be assured, there is no blood disaster for the time being." ”

In other words, no matter how it ends, both should be alive.

Feng Ren's heart was inexplicable.

It took a long time to say.

"It's good to be alive—"

It's better than life and death forever.