From the Eastern Han Dynasty to the Jin Dynasty, more than 200 years of time, the palace has changed its owner several times, but the change of Luoyang City is not big, the palace city is located in the north of the city, there is Fanglin Garden in the north of the palace, there are Kim Yong City, Luoyang Lei and Jin Shi in the west, the south is the official office, and the east of the city is where the dignitaries live.

In the place where Yanghu Street and Jinyuan Street intersect in the east of the city, there is a house, which occupies nearly half of the place in Yongdingli, the main gate is open to the south, and the black plaque on the door is golden, and the word "Yangfu" is written. From the outside, the entire mansion is solemn and solemn, and there is no lack of majesty that the family should have.

Yang Xuanzhi, the owner of the Yang Mansion, is just a six-grade Shang Shulang, in this prominent capital, it is really an insignificant position, if it is not for the blessing of the ancestors, I am afraid that he would have been unable to live in this high-gate compound. His father Yang Jin, the official Zhishang Shu right servant, his great-grandfather was the famous Hanging Fish Taishou Yang Xu in the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Yang family, once infinitely glorious, to his generation, after all, it is in decline.

Yang Xuanzhi's eyebrows were deeply locked, and he sighed after the wide bookcase, he was unable to revitalize the lintel, he had high hopes for his son, and he gave birth to several of his sons, all of whom looked good, but none of them seemed to be promising, the eldest son Yang attached to the eyebrows and painted red, and after marrying a wife, he was not even willing to go out of the door. The second son, Yang Ting, was born with divine power, and he was thrown into the army two years ago, but in less than a month, he was sent back because of a fight, and his future has been hopeless since then. The third son, Yanghai, was born with a difficult birth, so his brain was not very bright, and he was never pinned on hope. The fourth son was smart and clever, but he died before he was three years old, and he didn't even have time to choose a name. Fifth, he had prayed to heaven when his wife was pregnant to give him a wise and capable child, and on the day of his wife's birth, he was so nervous that he didn't even know how to walk, but God seemed to like to joke with him, and what he asked for was a daughter, named Yang Xianrong.

If you have a young daughter after having a few sons, it will naturally hurt in a thousand ways, but in Yang Xuanzhi's opinion, this young girl is an ominous person, because after this girl, his wife and even the concubine have not given birth to other children, which makes him angry, and he seems to see the near future, this prosperous Luoyang City can no longer accommodate the Yang family.

Every time he thought of this, Yang Xuanzhi was upset, as if he had fallen into a bottomless black well, and Zhang Huang was at a loss but unable to do anything. was annoyed, but he heard a smile like a silver bell coming from outside the study, followed by a middle-aged woman's panicked voice: "Little ancestor, stop quickly, the master told you that you can't come to the front yard." ”

"Why?" A childish voice asked.

"The front yard is a place where men discuss business, you are a young lady, and it is not like running out."

"Why can't Miss Qianjin discuss business?" This immature voice revealed full of doubts: "I heard that the queen mother will go to the court, isn't the queen also a daughter?" ”

The distraught Yang Xuanzhi was already dissatisfied, and when he heard the conversation between the two, he was even more angry, he rushed out of the room and reprimanded directly: "Who taught you these bastard words? ”

The two people in the courtyard were taken aback, and the middle-aged woman hurriedly lowered her hands and stood in a hurry, and called out timidly "Master". And that girl is Yang Xuanzhi's young daughter Yang Xianrong, six years old, combing two horns, wearing a half-worn peach-colored cotton jacket, her fair little face is red due to the cold, and her round apricot eyes obviously showed timidity when she first saw her father, but it was also fleeting, she looked up at Yang Xuanzhi, opened her cherry mouth, and argued unconvinced: "It was the second brother who told me, and the second brother said that the current saint's brain is as stupid as the third brother, so he listens to the queen mother for everything." ”

When Yang Xuanzhi heard this, he was so angry that he trembled, raised his slap and called at his daughter's little face, and scolded: "Say such a head-losing thing, you are really a disaster, if you don't kill yourself, don't affect others." ”

The little sheep Xianrong was a little stunned by this slap, and it took a while to cry, although she was young, she also faintly felt that her father didn't like her, but most of the time, her father ignored her existence, and she had never done it like this today.

Yang Xuanzhi looked at the crying young girl, did not move at all, and was just about to scold again, but saw the second son Yang Ting swaggering over, and Yang Ting was followed by a thin man, the man wore a lacquered sarong crown, a wide blue robe, a thin beard on his chin, his eyes did not squint, and his expression was proud.

When Yang Ting saw his father, he immediately walked a few steps quickly, gave a family salute, and then said excitedly: "Father, I know a strange person outside. As he spoke, he pulled the man in front of Yang Xuanzhi, and said, "This person Feng Hang, looking at the words of the physiognomy, is extremely accurate." ”

Yang Xuanzhi frowned when he heard this, opened his mouth and scolded: "Isn't it a Jianghu Warlock?" Why do you lead everyone into your house? ”

Before Yang Ting could answer, Yang Xianrong, who was still crying just now, became interested, and didn't bother to wipe away the tears that were thrown in the corners of his eyes, so he raised his eyes and looked at the person named Feng Hang, only to see that he listened to the sarcastic words, but his face did not show a trace of annoyance, and he still looked arrogant. Yang Xianrong turned to Yang Ting and asked, "Second brother, is he the fortune teller you often tell me?" ”

Yang Ting smiled and nodded at Yang Xianrong, then turned his face to his father and said, "I drank with my friends, and one of them had some friendship with him, so he brought it over and tested it with several of us on the table, and there was no mistake. ”

"Hmph." Yang Xuanzhi asked disdainfully: "Then can you calculate your future?" ”

Yang Ting's face turned red suddenly, but he didn't dare to argue, and wanted to recommend one or two more, but Feng Hang stopped his words, squatted down in front of Yang Xianrong, and asked softly: "Are you the little lady of Yangfu?" ”

Yang Xianrong nodded and said, "Here is my little girl, you can know who I am at a glance, this doesn't show your ability at all." But my second brother had better do this, he admires you so much, you must have some means. ”

When Feng Hang heard this, he laughed a few times before he looked at Yang Xianrong again and asked, "Then, do you believe my words?" ”

"Let's talk about it first."

Feng Hang straightened his smile, carefully studied Yang Xianrong from top to bottom, from left to right, and then held her little hand in her hand and pinched it, suddenly stood up, respectfully gave Yang Xianrong a big gift, and turned to Yang Xuandao: "My lord, the revival of Yangfu is all in this woman." ”

When everyone heard this, they were all taken aback, Yang Ting didn't have to say anything, he was convinced of Feng Hang's words, and immediately said excitedly: "Father, father, did you hear it?" Since Xianrong was born, I looked at her appearance and said that this woman is extraordinary, you don't believe me, and now Brother Feng also says the same, it can be seen that Xianrong is by no means an idle person. ”

Yang Xuanzhi still frowned: "The warlock's words may not be credible. ”

Feng Hang raised the corners of his mouth, and did not take Yang Xuanzhi's contempt to heart, he squatted in front of Yang Xianrong again, and said softly: "You will be a rich and noble life in the future, but although there is a rich life, it is very difficult to get, your life is bumpy and wronged, and there are many disasters and difficulties," Feng Hang sighed as he said: "If it passes, the blessing will be in the second half of your life." ”

Yang Ting listened and hurriedly asked, "Sir, can you speak more carefully?" ”

"The fate of wealth is determined, and it is not up to anyone. After several honors and disgraces, he got his fate. Feng Hang stood up and said to Yang Xuanzhi: "The world is difficult, the young girl is innocent, please have mercy on the adults, don't miss her life." ”

Although Yang Xuanzhi was confused, he could see that Feng Hang was serious, and seeing that Yang Ting was full of reverence, he didn't dare to make a decision for a while, and listened to his last advice, but he was a little unhappy: "My own daughter, how can I mislead her?" ”

Seeing that Yang Xuanzhi was so stubborn, Feng Hang shook his head helplessly, leaned over and patted Yang Xianrong's shoulder, and said, "Do it yourself." Ignoring Yang Ting's repeated retention, he resolutely left Yangfu.