On April 17, it rained again yesterday, and Taishi Shuyuan was temporarily shrouded in a cool and humid air, which soothed a lot of restless emotions.

Yu Shu only listened to Academician Sima Kui's astrological lecture yesterday, and it was the seventh day, and this afternoon he came to Mozhai to listen to Fang Zijing's thaumaturgical lecture.

As the earliest origin of thaumaturgy, Qinqi, calligraphy and painting must be talked about by an elderly gentleman to have a taste, Yu Shu was deeply impressed by the Longma River diagram in Fang Zijing's first class, and looked forward to seeing what calligraphy treasures could be seen today.

However, Fang Zijing was not ready to make a tirade today, so he handed each of them a piece of willow paper, and called them forward one by one, and asked people to dip the ink flowers in a fishtail inkstone in front of him to write, making it clear that the frame was to test their words.

The first one to go up was a twenty-year-old male Yi teacher, Fang Zijing only asked one sentence before he raised the pen:

"What do you want to ask?"

As one of the thaumaturgies, word measurement is very common, but most of the Yi customers who set up stalls on the street are selling dog meat with sheep's heads, which is not real, but in the big Yi Museum, a Yi master who knows this art is often arranged, and it can also solve the confusion in the hearts of some special guests.

can sit here, of course Fang Zijing will not be a showman.

The male teacher thought for a while and asked, "The student lost a piece of his waist last month, because he liked it very much, can you ask if you still find it?" ”

Fang Zijing nodded, signaling him to write a word casually, it is difficult for a good woman to have no rice cooking, no matter how strange the word is, first of all, you must know what people ask, and then watch people write, in order to have a fortune calculation, just a headless word to take, the gods can't see the clue.

The rest of the students were not far away and watched from the side, Yu Shu saw that he wrote a word "Xun", nothing else, but the ink color was slightly different from ordinary ink, not black, not jet black, but slightly viscous blue-black.

She guessed the little inkstone. It's a bit of a doorway.

Fang Zijing took the words in front of him, looked at them carefully for a while, and then said:

"The art of word measurement covers all kinds, and some of them are head-dressed. Some are connected, some are pierced, some are split, some are added, and some are subtracted. If you think you've heard of it, the Northern Yishou Wenchen family is good at the art of word measurement. There is also a strange science of word measurement handed down by Wenchen Yizi in the past, which is not enough for outsiders. ”

He first said a digression, the speaker was unintentional, the listener was intentional, Yu Shu heard about the Wenchen family, and then remembered Wen Shao'an, who enrolled with her this year, and I don't know how it is now, which academicians have been worshipped.

"The old man has been immersed in thaumaturgy for decades. There are no less than 100 thaumaturgy I have seen, and there are 18 kinds of fusion, including one word test. Although it is not enough to talk about Wenchen, it can also be used, and there is a saying about all the words and things asked, except for life and death. ”

Yu Shu, like everyone present, heard Fang Zijing say lightly that he had eighteen kinds of thaumaturgy, and all of them palpitated.

Thaumaturgy is hard to find, and those who win it all cherish themselves, and the reason why the family can gain a foothold. One of the most fundamental conditions is to have a family tradition of thaumaturgy. Others can master one of them, thank God, this unsurprising old man in front of him has fully integrated eighteen kinds!

Fang Zijing looked at these young faces with reverence on them, he didn't mean to show off, but to motivate. If you don't have the heart to learn, you will have the qualifications to be good, which is a waste.

As he spoke, he handed the willow paper to the male master opposite, and the iron mouth was straight: "The word 'Xun' is open and closed, can be dismantled or reduced, and there is a square inch of land below, and it is not far away." As the old man expected, what you lost was not picked up, and you should go back and look for it in the resting place, and within three days, you will be able to find it. ”

The male Yi Shi showed joy on his face, but he had no doubt about Fang Zijing's statement, and after thanking him, he stepped aside, and then stepped forward with someone else.

Yu Shu watched from the sidelines, Fang Zijing measured the past word by word, unambiguously, but the result was that some people were happy and some were worried, she stayed until the last one, and then stepped forward and asked an inconsequential matter:

"Si Tianjian made the seal, my operator seal has not been sent so far, I bother the academician to help me take a look, when it will be delivered."

After that, he wrote the word "wait" on the paper.

Fang Zijing glanced at her, his expression was the same as Fang Cai, but when he read her words, it obviously took some more time before he gave her an answer:

"In less than three days, just wait."

Yu Shu nodded and stepped back.

A total of fourteen students came today, one by one, a class passed, originally a group of people were immersed in what Fang just asked, and Fang Zijing dropped two sentences, but it was like throwing a brick into the pond-

"From now on, until the end of the year, if any of you can be absent and studious and diligent, the old man will teach him the thaumaturgy that he uses today."

Rao is a child of a family and has inherited the family inheritance, and when he heard Fang Zijing's promise, he couldn't help but get excited.

This is thaumaturgy, which is too much?

Compared with the restlessness around her, Yu Shu seems calm, it's not that she is not moved, it's just that she has the law in her hand when she is in trouble, and she sees that there will be a day when she will make up for it, how can she have the heart to covet others again.

"Okay, let's disperse today, go back and prepare black and white, and we'll talk about 'chess' in the next talk." Fang Zijing leaned back on the chair and waved his sleeves at a group of disciples, but at the end of his words, he stopped Yu Shu:

"Leave the rest of the operator, and the old man has something to do for you."

Everyone looked at Yu Shu with envy, knowing that Lu Dao had done a good job of what the academician had explained, and after a long time, he would have private guidance.

Yu Shu also learned some rules of the Taishi Shuyuan from Xin Liu's mouth, and knew that it was a good thing to help academicians work, so he stayed honestly, and when the people were clean, Fang Zijing turned around and took a foot-long brocade box under the bookcase, handed it to Yu Shu, and said:

"Qinglan is not here today, you help the old man run an errand. A few days ago, the old man got the Tao to solve his doubts and understood a star technique, this is a thank you gift, you will send it instead. ”

“”

"What are you doing in a daze, don't go quickly, don't forget to come back and reply." Fang Zijing didn't care why Yu Shu looked strange, stuffed the gift box to her, and lay down on the rattan chair next to him to close his eyes and recuperate.

Yu Shu was very helpless, and said in her heart that she was so good at "luck", obviously she had avoided Jingchen, but everything was related to him.

Every time she saw him with a cold face and turned a blind eye to herself, could she feel better.

No matter how entangled Yu Shu was, he left with the box.

Fang Zijing clasped his arms with both hands, opened his eyes and watched her back disappear. With a soft snort, he said to himself:

"It's hard for the old man not to step on this troubled water."

***

Yu Shu saw an elderly student on the road and asked. learned that Jingchen had been lecturing in the incense house on the edge of the garden in the past few days, so he looked for it.

The garden of Taishi Shuyuan is not very big, there are few strange flowers and plants, but the gardener is diligent, and the spring and summer alternate, it is also a scene of prosperity.

Yu Shu looked all the way and was blocked by the hanging branches. I picked up two small flowers, smelled them and smelled them, and then put them in my sleeve.

Xianglu was on the stone mountain, Yu Shu climbed up the stairs, and halfway through, he heard a familiar voice from above, and listened carefully, it was Jingchen who was lecturing. The voice was clear and unvariated, and it was easy to recognize:

"It refers to the seven passes, all of which are Yunken Pass, Shangxian Pass, Zichen Pass, Shangyang Pass, Tianyang Pass, Yusu Pass, and Taiyou Pass. Corresponding seven stars, greedy wolf, giant gate, Lucun, Wenqu, Lian Zhen, Wuqu, and broken army. ”

Yu Shu was on the last few stone platforms, and was hesitating to go up, when suddenly Jingchen's voice fell, and another cold female voice sounded:

"I heard that Maoshan Taoism has a 'number of Chong Jiu', which is used for stargazing, and can be generous, the academician is from the mountain gate, can you explain it to me?"

The woman's voice made Yu Shu stunned for a moment, and then his face sank. Because the person who spoke was Ji Xingxuan, who made her "worry" every day recently.

She took two steps back, and stood on the steps, listening to the questions and answers between Jing Chen and Ji Xingxuan above, and the astrological knowledge involved. Deep or shallow, whenever Ji Xingxuan asked, Jing Chen was puzzled.

This kind of harmony between teachers and students made Yu Shuting's heart feel stuffy, and he felt cold without wind.

Thinking that Jing Chen really broke off her past relationship with her, knowing that Ji Xingxuan had a grudge against her, he was a long-cherished enemy, but he could guide her so carefully, even if he promised her that he wanted to stay away from Ji Xingxuan's scourge, I am afraid that he would forget it completely.

Should she praise him for his dedication as an academician, or be angry at him for not being trustworthy.

Thinking that at the beginning, he was still the nerd who knew nothing, and she also imagined what it would be like for him to recover his memory, point out the stars and moon with her, and talk about metaphysics.

Maybe what she once expected was just the idiot who would never leave her, not the Taoist who is now in the beautiful scenery.

Yu Shu stood silently for a long time, a little self-deprecation in his eyes, and after calming down, he stepped on the mossy and cold stone steps, walked up to the incense house, stretched out his hand to brush open the curtain, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the situation in the room-

I saw that the room was spacious and bright, and on the soft mat, Jing Chen, who was wearing a long lap of jujube yarn, was sitting cross-legged there, holding a roll, and two seats away, sitting alone with a touch of goose yellow slender woman.

The curtain fell, and both people in the room could hear it.

Jingchen had already noticed that someone was eavesdropping outside the house, but he didn't care, but when he looked up, he saw the person walking in, and the scroll in his hand couldn't help but tighten.

Ji Xingxuan also turned his head, and when he saw Yu Shu walking in, his eyebrows raised slightly, a sneer crossed the corner of his mouth, he held the ground, stood up, and waved his hand to Yu Shu first:

"The female operator is polite."

Eat a trench and grow wise, she was attacked by Yu Shu once on the stargazing platform, and she made a fool of herself in public, where would she give Yu Shu another chance to find faults.

Yu Shu glanced at her slowly, didn't bother to answer at all, walked forward, bent down and put the gift box in his hand on the bookcase in front of Jing Chen, and said:

"Academician Fang instructed me to come and send a thank you gift to Daozi, and thank you for solving his doubts not long ago."

Jing Chen's eyes drooped and watched her put down the box, a touch of red fell from her cuffs inadvertently, but it was an acacia blooming on a courtyard tree.

Yu Shu didn't pay attention, put down the box, said goodbye, turned around, walked in front of Ji Xingxuan, who bowed his head and saluted, lifted the curtain and left.

Ji Xingxuan saw the difference between them in his eyes, his eyes moved, he saluted Jing Chen, and said goodbye.

"Thank you academician for your explanation today, the students went first."

"Hmm."

Ji Xingxuan walked out of the incense house, stood on the steps, and saw that Yu Shu had just gone down not far, so he lifted the corner of his skirt and followed quickly.

In the room, Jing Chen gently picked up the enchanting acacia flower, smelled the sweet fragrance, was stunned for a while, slowly stood up, walked to the window, and threw his sleeves down.

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