Chenghuang shook his head, observed for a while with some doubts, but found no abnormality, smiled a little self-deprecatingly, and continued to enjoy the incense of the people. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Chenghuang stopped paying attention to this, Situ Xing dared to open his eyes again.

"It's dangerous. ”

Situ Xing thought of some luck in his heart, but he didn't expect this City God to be so powerful, just a few peeps, and he felt it.

"Just the city gods of this remote town in Zhibei County have such might, and the prosperity of Shinto can be seen. ”

I didn't dare to peep into Shinto, and I was not interested in the Wenqi Wu who looked like a dead thing above the Academy of Literature, the Martial Temple, etc., and Situ Xing. Simply observe your own luck, and you have to be hard when you strike iron.

Lack of luck, in more talent, no matter how high the heart, it is inevitable that he will die young in the end.

For example, Wang Bo, the poet, is young, and there are thousands of atmospheres in his poems, and he is favored by countless people, thinking that he is the person who is most likely to impact the realm of poetry within a hundred years.

But unfortunately, the lack of luck, was burdened by fame, when crossing the lake, was envied by the dragon clan, killed in the water, died young, and made people sigh.

Although the human race also retaliated and killed the dragon clan's Tianjiao, but if he died, he died, no matter how talented he was in life, he was just a handful of loess after death.

A thousand years later, who will remember that the human race once had a Tianjiao named Wang Bo?

Thinking of this, Situ Xing couldn't wait to look at himself in the mirror, to be precise, the luck on the top of his head. Heaven has heavenly luck, earth has earth luck, people have luck, and each good fortune is closely related to luck.

Some people can rank among the three princes, and some people are poor all their lives, although they have the ability factor, but more of them are caused by luck.

If your luck is strong, you will be noble, and if your luck is declining, you will be poor.

There was a green qi with the thickness of a bowl rising above Situ Xing's head, and in his luck, there was a carp with a bit of illusory red that was shaking its head and tail.

As if sensing Situ Xing's gaze, the red carp actually nodded slightly at him.

Luck carp.

Qi luck is strong to a certain extent, and depending on the pattern, it will change the shape of different animals.

For example, civil officials, carp, elk, white cranes, and super-fine unicorns. The military attache is, roe deer, blue wolf, tiger, lion, Ni Jun, etc.

Carp is the initial stage of civil service.

If there is no great creation, breaking the limit of the life pattern, at most it will be a seven-rank county honorable pattern.

Situ Xing looked at his luck and couldn't help but smile bitterly, it seemed that he was thinking too much and expecting too much.

He is not the son of the era of luck.

Situ also understands that it is already very good to have such luck. Although he came from a prestigious family, he had been abandoned and expelled from a wealthy family, and the resources he enjoyed were very limited.

If it weren't for his own reasoning and condensing the magic sword and courage, I'm afraid his luck would be even lower.

What is that?

Situ Xing's face was a little surprised, and he saw that in the corner of the house in the dark, there was a trace of dazzling gold rising, condensing into the shape of copper coins and ingots.

Gold rises, and there must be gold and silver buried in the ground.

Thinking of this, Situ Xing's face couldn't help but be happy. Looking for hoes and other excavated objects, the soil layer is not too hard, and almost no effort was wasted, and a hole was dug.

After digging about three feet downward, Situ felt that the hoe had touched something hard.

Carefully remove the floating soil and light it with a candle. The contents of the pit are also fully revealed.

It's pitch black, with the smell of earth, and I don't know how many years of buried clay pots. Open the sealed mouth of the can to dissipate the smell of rotting air.

Situ was illuminated by candlelight, and he saw that there were silver ingots with the year name and neatly cast, to say the least, dozens of taels.

Except for silver. There are also hundreds of Kaiyuan copper coins in it.

Kaiyuan is the name of Dayu, and according to the time, this clay pot has been buried underground for hundreds of years. The vicissitudes of life, the world has changed, the owner of the clay pot has long since become a pile of white bones, and the descendants do not know where to move? If it weren't for Situ Xing's chance to master the method of looking for qi, I am afraid that this clay pot would have to be buried deep underground.

I don't know that the month of that year is the day of light.

"Money is the hair of a saint, and silver is the courage of a hero. ”

It is good to have money to do things, whether it is to buy some nourishing things or to buy books to enrich yourself. ”

Situ Xing took out the silver with some joy, and these floating wealth will be of great help to improve his life.

Yasheng Mengke Zeng Yun in "Mencius: Wholeheartedly": "Mencius looked at the son of the king of Qi from Fan Zhiqi, and sighed: Residence and qi are moved, and the body is nourished. The son of a man is not a man.

To put it simply, status and environment can change a person's temperament, and cultivation and self-cultivation can change a person's quality.

When Situ Xingxiu was taking the exam, after the master who presided over the exam raised someone to review the examination papers, he privately warned that it was advisable to cultivate his qi.

Fu Juren said euphemism, in fact, it means that although Situ Xing is talented, he is full of loneliness and anger and shabbyness, and he is not liked. Xiucai was able to pass the test entirely because Fu Juren loved and pitied his talents.

Wanbaosi is the largest pawnshop in Zhibei County, with five rooms in the east and west, Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum dotted among them, the wind blows, and the faint fragrance of flowers makes people feel happy.

On the wall of the pawnshop, there are many poems, calligraphy and paintings of ancient and modern celebrities, with dignified handwriting and elegant painting style.

Elegant, this is the first impression that ordinary people have of Wanbaosi, not like a pawnshop, but more like a meeting place for literati and artists.

But only the locals know that this is the most dirty place in the entire Zhibei County, because this is where the black market in Zhibei County is located, and dirty goods and invisible items can only circulate here.

"The old shopkeeper, his late grandfather was an official who worshiped the Wupin prefect, and his father was also the head of the county order. It's a pity that the family is in the middle of the road, and there is no way to continue, so I can only sell my ancestral property. Ashamed of our ancestors... ”

Situ was worried that someone would ask about the origin of the copper coin, so he had already made up a set of rhetoric. In this way, the court did not suspect it, and it was not uncommon for such a situation to occur.

There are still three or two nails in the rotten ship, not to mention the former official eunuchs. It is very normal to leave a little legacy to your children and grandchildren.

"Kaiyuan Tongbao, the thing of the previous dynasty, thirty taels of silver!"

After the court confirmed the authenticity of Tongbao, according to the rules of the industry, without asking the origin, without smelling the source, it was recovered at half price.

"Old shopkeeper, the price given is too low, right?"

Situ Xing's face was a little ugly, and he asked in a low voice.

"Look at Mr. is a scholar, my lord cherishes his talents, and will give you forty-eight taels. ”

Lao Chaofeng's mouth was about to open and he wanted to refuse, but he suddenly showed a listening look, and finally glanced at Situ Xing in some surprise.

secretly said in his heart, this scholar is good-looking, although he is dressed shabby, and he is not from a rich background at first glance, but he has an indescribable spirit.

Only people who read books to the bones have such a demeanor, no wonder the master sold him a face, sold a good fate, and bought it at a 20% discount.

"Okay! I'm selling!"

Situ Xing's face showed a look of confusion and reluctance, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and put his hand into the counter.

After getting the silver taels, Situ Xing did not forget to bow his hand to the direction of the dark room to express his gratitude. Let the businessman in the dark room nod secretly, this scholar is not only talented, but also understands the sophistication of human feelings, rare, really rare.

"Old shopkeeper, my bronze beast is my old man's favorite object, it is a family heirloom, it is said that there is a big secret in it, if it weren't for the fact that the master has been tight recently, he will definitely not pawn it. ”

Just when Situ Xing was about to leave with the silver two, a young man who was flowing in breath, brightly dressed, and carrying jade on his body held his head high, his chin turned to the sky, and he didn't look at the others.