Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Avenue of Change
Being swept around by the two eyes of the Taoist priest who seemed to be able to see through everything, Qin Chuan was very unnatural, and said with a smile: "I don't know what to call it?" From that famous mountain and river? Where is this trip going? ”
The Taoist priest met Qin Chuan's gaze, and said with a slight forehead: "The poor road is clear, I cultivated in Maoshan when I was a child, and I have been traveling abroad for many years, and now the family teacher is in poor health, so I have to rush back." Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info”
"Excuse me, the donor's surname?"
After answering Qin Chuan's question, the Taoist priest looked at Qin Chuan and asked.
"The surname is Qin, and the single name is a Sichuan character."
"Qin Chuan?"
The Taoist priest thought for a while, and the light in his eyes suddenly became sheng again, and he was about to speak, when the man came up with two pots of wine and two plates of dried fruits on a tray.
Qin Chuan snatched the wine jug, and didn't use the wine glasses brought by the guy, he used Chu Yunfei to take out two teacups, filled them for Daoist Ran, and then poured a cup himself.
As soon as the wine was poured out, a smell of wine suddenly spread upstairs, and he couldn't help but praise the pale green wine in the glass: "It's a thirty-year-old bamboo leaf green." ”
After finishing speaking, he didn't give in, took a sip of the cup, squinted his eyes and slowly tasted the taste, and his face was extremely comfortable.
Li Mingfang was still a little strange and didn't bother for a reason, and said with a grin: "The monks don't speak, and the Taoist chief has been traveling abroad for many years, so how do you know that your master is sick?" ”
Ran slowly swallowed the wine in his mouth, opened his eyes and looked at Li Mingfang.
"Don't hide it from the donor, the poor road has been carefully studied since childhood, and there are many experiences, even if you are thousands of miles away, you can also deduce it."
With a "flutter", Li Mingfang couldn't help laughing.
Li Mingfang said in his heart: "It turned out to be a fortune teller and cheat money." ”
seemed to see through Li Mingfang's thoughts, and he was not annoyed, and said with a slight smile: "Don't you hear, the Tao is very Tao, Yi Yi is the most rational road in the world, and everyone in the world thinks that "Zhou Yi" is just a way of divination, but in fact, it is all nonsense. In ancient times, there were three "Yi", and "Lianshan" was headed by Gen, Gen Table Mountain; "Returning to Tibet" is headed by Kun and shows the ground; "Zhou Yi" is headed by Qian, and the sky is watched. Tianneng Zhou turns at four o'clock, that is, Yuan, Heng, Li, Zhen four words, but also for the spring, summer, autumn and winter weeks and repeated, indefinite, this is the week. Life and death are easy, and easy is infinite change. ”
"The avenue of "Yi", in the world, the people of the cycle of endless changes, all-encompassing, its use is deep and all-pervasive, far beyond the Liuhe, close in one. "Yi" is the ambition of the world, the industry of the world, and the doubt of the world, which is incomparable, which is the true meaning of "Yi". Yi Yidao, although the poor road does not dare to say to see the whole picture, but also has a lot of feelings. If the donor doesn't believe it, how about the poor way to investigate it for the donor? ”
Li Mingfang naturally didn't believe it, he could see much more of the iron mouth and half-immortal who were fortune-tellers, and he grinned: "Okay, just ask the Taoist chief to give me a study, even if I have a fortune in my life?" Let's see if I can cover my wife and son with good luck in the future. ”
Ran glanced at Qin Chuan, who was listening intently, and then turned his head and squinted at Li Mingfang with a pair of detailed eyes and said: "The fortune of the donor in the first half of his life is extremely ordinary, not only has no fame, but also has a little luck, although life is not hard, it is not easy. ”
Li Mingfang's family background is ordinary, just a little bit of money, and he has no achievements in fame, and he has only been a copywriter in the yamen for a few years for so many years, and then he is doing things in a foreign bank in order to earn a few more supportive families, and these Taoist priests are all right.
Li Mingfang still didn't believe it, and he didn't say whether it was accurate to say the first half of his life, and said with a smile: "Please also ask the Taoist chief to calculate my fortune in the second half of my life?" ”
As soon as Li Mingfang said this, he no longer looked at him but turned his gaze to Qin Chuan. It's just that although he looked at Qin Chuan, he was still talking about Li Mingfang's fortune.
"The donor's life ended as a copywriter and scribe, and he only had a small fortune. But...... ”
"The donor's fortune is reversed now, and Ziwei is shining, and she will definitely be distinguished in the world in the future."
"Good! Good! ”
Li Mingfang smiled at Qin Chuan and said: "Dongjia, I have a good reputation today, I didn't expect that my Li family's ancestral tomb will also be smoking, and it will be noble and prosperous in the future." ”
Although Li Mingfang looked happy, his tone was still ridiculous.
"The Taoist chief neither hexagram nor looks, can open his mouth to tell my Lao Li's life fortune one by one, Lao Li admires it."
The Taoist priest smiled faintly, took a sip of bamboo leaves, and fiddled with the teacup and said: "Fortune telling, face-to-face, birthday and eight characters, these are all easy roads, easy avenues are broad and profound, all things in the world rise and fall in turn, easy one of the ways is also contained in everything between things, good at this way, see the wind blowing leaves, rain and snow falling, spring hair and autumn withering, birds singing and warblers, all can know the number of heavenly principles, the rise and fall of luck." Even if you just rely on a person's name and character, or even just say a word casually, you can deduce it. ”
"A person's name can tell his luck?" Li Mingfang shook his head in disbelief.
The Taoist priest picked up the wine cup and raised his head to drink almost a glass of wine in one gulp, and said, "That's nature. Since everyone is born, they have their own name and character, and the Yili contained in this name and character has determined the fortune of the person's life to a certain extent, and the imprint of that name and character will always remain on him. Even if someone changes their name in the future, the original name and the meaning of the word, which is the imprint of sound and falsehood, will always linger. Therefore, those who are proficient in easy management, although they cannot judge the success or failure of everything at any time by virtue of a few numbers, can have a glimpse of the general trend of their lives. ”
Although the Taoist priest spoke smoothly and Yi Yidao was also thorough, Li Mingfang always didn't believe it. Seeing that Qin Chuan was still pondering his words, Li Mingfang's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Since the Taoist is profound, then ask the Taoist to use our owner's name to measure his fortune. The owner's surname is Qin Mingchuan, and the word is Minghong. ”
In his previous life, Qin Chuan had also seen the name of the word test, but he didn't believe it, Li Mingfang made fun of him, he just smiled slightly, picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp, and then leaned over and added wine to the teacup, and filled his own cup.
The Taoist priest squinted his eyes and glanced at Qin Chuan, raised his head and drank the wine that Qin Chuan had just poured in the teacup, poured the remaining residual wine at the bottom of the cup on the table, stretched out his finger and dipped some wine on the table and wrote the word Qin Chuan on the table.