Chapter 32: Old Man Zhang

Talking about gossip is really talking about gossip, which is literal. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Instead of chewing the root of people's tongues behind people's backs, to satisfy their own dark psychology.

Zhang Chenyang's grandfather is a very famous person, known as the iron mouth straight Zhang Daxian.

This fame and title is limited to a very small circle, and the specifications of this circle are at the top of the social pyramid.

Bagua can be called the oldest numerology metaphysics.

According to legend, it was created by Fuxi, which originated from the more ancient Hetuluo book, which was used by the ancients to deduce the development and change of the relationship between various things in time and space.

From eating and sleeping, to governing the country and securing the country, gossip is all-encompassing.

People who really have the ability to physiognomy are absolutely proficient in the most basic and ancient knowledge such as Bagua Zhou Yi and Hetu Luoshu.

Because no matter what physiognomy and life methods are learned, they all evolve from these ancient knowledge.

Zhang Chenyang's grandfather wanted to chat with Liu Xi about gossip, and his intention was obvious, which was to test whether Liu Xi had real skills.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway.

Old Man Zhang's attainments in gossip and Zhou Yi are profound, and there are few rivals in the world today.

As long as Liu Xi has a mouth, Old Man Zhang can see her depth.

Old man Zhang may be used to never being rejected, so he didn't think about it, he asked his grandson to ask Liu Xi about it, and Liu Xi would definitely agree?

"Not interested. ā€

Liu Xi lowered her head and flipped through the book, her voice without the slightest fluctuation.

Although her heavenly eye can see that Zhang Chenyang Heavenly Court has a clear spirit and nobility, and knows that the other party's family background is extraordinary, but so what?

No matter how expensive it is, what can it be, but it is just a mortal body, can it be the only true female disciple of the three generations of the Heavenly Dao Sect, Fairy Liu Xi?

"Not interested?"

Zhang Chenyang opened his mouth wide, dumbfounded, and was a little at a loss for a while.

His own old man would be rejected, which even he never thought about.

After being stunned for a long time, Zhang Chenyang showed a look of sudden realization on his face, and said, "I forgot to tell you, my grandfather's name is Zhang Yixian." If you are young and have not heard of it, the master who taught you to read fortune must know. All you have to do is ......"

"I said I'm not interested, if you don't stop chattering, I'll really beat you. ā€

Liu Xi interrupted Zhang Chenyang's praise for his old man, staring at Zhang Chenyang's eyes, he was already impatient to the extreme, and it was extremely dangerous.

As long as Zhang Chenyang dares to say one more word to annoy her, she promises that she will make the other party regret that she has a long mouth.

Who asked Zhang Chenyang not to open which pot to mention, she was already deceived by her master and fell into this world of the end of the law full of enemies. Frightened and helpless, lonely and helpless, like a little girl abandoned by her parents.

I don't even have a place to cry, and I can't do it.

Zhang Chenyang mentioned the master who taught her physiognomy in front of her, wasn't she looking for a draw?

Fortunately, Fairy Liu Xi has a large number of people, and he is not as knowledgeable as stupid mortals, otherwise Zhang Chenyang should be lying on the ground and wailing at this moment.

Zhang Chenyang once again blessed his soul, didn't say anything, put down the pretending book in his hand, and quickly disappeared by the wall.

My ears were clear, but it was time for the library to close.

Liu Xi put down the book in his hand and left the library.

……

When Mr. Zhang received a call from his grandson, he was playing chess with someone.

If a reporter sees this picture, he will definitely tremble with excitement, as long as he captures this picture, it will definitely become the headline of tomorrow's newspapers and Weibo.

Old Man Zhang is not famous to ordinary people, but the people who play against him are too famous. Especially in Fancheng in the past two days, almost everyone knows him.

It was Huang Wenbing, the leader of the anti-corruption team who single-handedly stirred up the political turmoil in Fancheng and single-handedly killed dozens of corrupt officials, large and small.

"She said she wasn't interested?"

After Old Man Zhang heard his grandson's words, his expression did not show the slightest anger. Holding the phone in one hand, he dropped the chess pieces in the other, and he ate six chess pieces of the opponent in a row.

"Since the little girl doesn't want to, then forget it. ā€

Old man Zhang hung up the phone casually, laughed, and fell like the wind: "Wen Bing, Dalong was slaughtered by me, do you still have the means to turn over?"

Huang Wenbing looked at the chessboard carefully, and reached out to take the chess pieces that Old Man Zhang had dropped: "Old Zhang, I made a mistake just now, take a step back." ā€

Old Man Zhang opened Huang Wenbing's hand and pretended to be serious: "The husband who has no regrets, how can he regret the chess?"

Huang Wenbing was helpless, grabbed a handful of chess pieces and sprinkled them on the chessboard to admit defeat.

"Absent-minded, you, or I'm going to win you, at least fifty hands. Old man Zhang touched the teacup and took a sip of tea.

Huang Wenbing showed a wry smile when he heard this, his current situation is sitting on the crater of the volcano, and the pressure he faces every day is huge.

"Do you regret it?" said Old Man Zhang lightly.

Huang Wenbing shook his head, and his back naturally straightened: "Of course not, if the country lives and dies, how can it be avoided because of misfortune." Elder Zhang, don't you know who I am?"

Old Man Zhang smiled faintly and did not answer, and a trace of complexity to see through the world flashed in Qingming's eyes.

"There are many divergent paths in the world, and we need to be cautious every step of the way. ā€

Huang Wenbing listened, and said seriously: "Thank you Elder Zhang for reminding me, I will keep it in mind." Always remind yourself to walk right, sit upright, and don't dare to make a wrong step. ā€

"That's very good. Old Man Zhang nodded.

Huang Wenbing said with a smile: "I was talking to Zhang Lao just now, but Chenyang? Speaking of which, I haven't seen this child for many years." ā€

"It's him, a useless boy, who is so ambitious all day long, but his eyes are high and low. He couldn't make an appointment with a little girl for his grandfather, and it was useless. Old man Zhang said.

"Ahem. ā€

Huang Wenbing almost squirted out the tea in his mouth, and after swallowing it hard, he asked with some curiosity: "You asked Chenyang to help you make an appointment with a little girl......?"

Old Man Zhang looked at him funny: "What do you think?" I heard him say that there is a little girl in the class who has some talent in fortune-telling, I want to meet him. ā€

Huang Wenbing became more and more curious: "What, your old man wants to accept apprentices? I heard you say before that you don't plan to accept apprentices, even Chenyang you haven't taught you, is it because you have recently changed your mind?"

Old Man Zhang waved his hand lightly and said with a smile: "There is still no plan to accept apprentices, after all, fortune-telling is metaphysics, and if you believe it, you don't believe it." People's fate is destined for three points, and seven points depend on themselves, where is it so magical?"

"Isn't your old man known as having a straight iron mouth?"

"What's the matter? It's just a rumor, a word to judge people's good fortune and misfortune, old man, I don't have that ability. But I heard Chenyang swear that the little girl had this ability. And seeing is believing, there are examples on the spot, which makes the old man a little curious. ā€

Old Man Zhang said, glancing at Huang Wenbing with strange eyes.

"Speaking of which, this matter still has nothing to do with you?"

Huang Wenbing wondered: "It has something to do with me, what's the matter?"