Chapter 6 Meng Jin, an old man
Hanoi County is subordinate to Sizhou, and to get to Wancheng, where Zhang Xiu is located, you must pass through Cao Cao's territory --- Henan County.
Although the management of Henan County is not strict, it is still inconvenient to take fifty cavalry to swagger through the city.
It was with this in mind that when he left Hanoi County, Zhang You instructed Zhang Yi and his party of fifty people to go to Xuzhou in disguise, first, to explain their whereabouts, and secondly, to report safety in advance, presumably Lu Bu was very anxious when he received the news of Zhang Yang's death.
The dead are gone, the living are always more important than the dead, and Lu Bu is still a treasure for this only daughter.
As a result, only Lu Lingqi and Zhang You were left in the team of fifty-two people.
This trip is not a war, and the small number of people does not make much difference.
It's just that Zhang You ignored one point, the end of the Han Dynasty is not the later generation, no matter where the future generations go, they can always find it by navigating.
And the end of the Han Dynasty was different, the house leaked and rained overnight, and Lu Lingqi was not a master who could recognize the way.
"I knew that I should have left Zhang Wu behind." Zhang You muttered secretly, the journey in the past few days had been all by Zhang Wuzhi's road, and the road was smooth.
This also gave Zhang You the illusion that the ancients could know the way.
"Lingqi, do you know the road?" Zhang You still asked a little reluctantly.
Lu Lingqi shook her head.
Fortunately, Sizhou is not a remote place, and the two are riding horses, and soon, the two met a middle-aged man dressed as a priest on the official road.
"This old man dares to ask where this is?" Zhang You dismounted and asked.
For this title, Zhang You is also regarded as following the local customs. In this era, due to various reasons, the average life expectancy is generally not high, and it is beyond the average level to live to middle age. It seems that there is nothing wrong with calling the last sentence.
The middle-aged Fang Shi raised his head and glanced at Zhang You, who realized that his left eye was white, and he should be blind. In addition, Zhang You could faintly feel a bit of dust from him.
"Hey, weird, it's long overdue." He muttered.
The middle-aged man seemed to be very interested in Zhang You: "Are you willing to let someone count a hexagram for you?" ”
Lu Lingqi frowned slightly, warriors only believe in themselves, not ghosts and gods, and they naturally don't like strange things like fortune telling.
She said: "We don't count our lives, we just ask for directions, of course, how much baht you want, we will give it." ”
The middle-aged man twisted his beard: "Excuse me." ”
"What's this called?"
"Mengjin, belonging to Henan County, Sizhou."
"If we want to go to Wancheng, how should we go?"
"The two of them rode horses, went straight all the way, and they could get to Luoyang before dark, and Luoyang went all the way north along the official road, and within five days, they would arrive at Wancheng."
After asking the question, Lu Lingqi opened the money bag and said bluntly: "How much baht do you want?" ”
The middle-aged man didn't answer, but continued: "You should have died." ”
was cursed to death by someone in a good manner, Lu Lingqi was naturally unhappy, she put away her money bag, the meaning is obvious, since you curse me, the money will not be given to you.
Hearing these words in Zhang You's ears, it was tantamount to a thunderstorm, no one knew better than him, if it wasn't for his own mistake to cross over here, whether it was Lu Lingqi or himself, he would definitely be more than lucky.
He himself is a staunch atheist, but when such an unthinkable thing happens to him, his heart will inevitably be shaken.
Zhang You said: "My husband said before, would you like to count a hexagram for me?" ”
"Yes."
"I don't know how much my husband's fortune-telling costs?"
"It's not expensive, it's not expensive, it's just a hundred dollars."
Zhang You frowned, although because Dong Zhuo made a small amount of money, the inflation was very strong, and a hundred yuan could be exchanged for one stone of grain.
You must know that one stone is equal to one hundred and twenty catties in the Hereafter.
This is by no means the word "merely".
Fortunately, Zhang You just got a big ticket, and there is no shortage of money in his pocket, and he also has doubts in his heart, so he weighed it a little and made up his mind: "Then there is Lao Lao, I don't know what Lao Lao needs to know?" ”
Normally, there are prerequisites for fortune telling, and there are many different birthdays for face to face.
Zhang You has not studied either, most of the fortune tellers in later generations are charlatans, who would bother to care about this.
The middle-aged man waved his hand again and again: "No, nothing." I can see at a glance the old man, if you want to take a closer look, if you don't tell you to be a thief, you still have to get my consent. ”
Zhang You didn't say a word, and the middle-aged man also began to close his eyes and pinch his hands.
"The battle of the great world is treacherous."
Leaning slightly, he exhaled a cloudy breath and uttered eight words.
"Brother-in-law has calculated something."
"Thou knowest about sealing Zen."
"Does he think I have the fate of becoming an emperor?" Zhang You muttered secretly.
"The top of Mount Tai worships the Emperor of Heaven and is ordered by the sky."
"No, no, no, no." The middle-aged man stroked his beard and laughed and said three times before he spoke: "Send you the four characters 'Sai Weng lost the horse'." ”
With that, he walked forward without looking back. Sing as you go:
"You know I don't know, you don't know I know. I know the good and the bad, but I don't know the one, two, three, four. ”
I didn't see how fast he walked, and after singing the four short sentences, he disappeared.
When he walked away, Lu Lingqi asked, "What is the nonsense of that fortune teller?" ”
Zhang You didn't hear anything substantial from the mouth of this fortune teller, so he put this middle-aged man and the charlatans of later generations into the same category. I smiled bitterly in my heart, "I think too much."
He also laughed at the words of the middle-aged man.
"Don't talk nonsense, can you call it a fortune teller?"
"Then you gave him back two hundred baht."
One hundred baht is for asking for directions, and the other hundred is for fortune telling.
Zhang You scratched his head in embarrassment: "The right is to spend money to buy a lesson." ”
Lu Lingqi nodded, and then spoke: "However, he still has some real skills. ”
This time it was Zhang You's turn to be strange: "Huh? ”
"At the speed he just had, I couldn't do it."
"You mean, he's better than you?"
Lu Lingqi thought for a while before replying: "Not necessarily, some Fangshi may not be outstanding in their own strength, but they just like to study strange things and specialize in one piece." ”
She understood what she meant, maybe he was studying the ability to run, and the others were three-legged cats.
The sky was getting dark, and finally a city appeared in the eyes of the two, the walls of this city were still tall, covered with moss, and it looked a little old.
The door is cold, and there are occasional people coming in and out, and they also look lifeless. If it weren't for the city gate, there were two words engraved with bright and dangling words. Zhang You never imagined that this would be Luoyang, the once prosperous imperial capital, ---.
In any case, the path of middle-aged people is not wrong.
"Here, Dong Zhuo has been harmed a lot." Zhang You was moved.
"If it weren't for Dong Zhuo's arrogance, how could my father oppose him." Lu Lingqi snorted.
At this time of chaos, the two people who left Hanoi County finally came here.