Ying Xuan stepped forward and said, "The news of the trouble is that Li Xuan is coming to visit." ”

The doorman arched his hand and said, "It turned out to be Mr. Li, but it's really unfortunate that Miss is not in the house today." ”

"Absent?" Ying Xuan immediately became suspicious, the man just left just now, you told me that Ziyu was not there? Coax the children!

The doorman saw the doubt in the other party's eyes, so he explained: "Miss is indeed not here, the little one doesn't dare to deceive, didn't he just judge the son in vain." ”

Well, yes, it turns out that he didn't see it either!

The doorman observed his words and felt that the other party was beginning to believe in himself, and continued: "Miss has been out for a few days, presumably she will return to the house in the next few days, or will Li Gongzi come back tomorrow?" ”

Ying Xuan nodded, he wanted to ask where Ziyu went, but after thinking about it, how could a small doorman know the whereabouts of his master, but maybe he could ask something else from his mouth.

"Let me ask you, who is that boy just now?"

"Li Gongzi doesn't even know him?" The guard's eyes were full of surprise, he never dreamed that there were still people in Chang'an City who didn't know the judge!

"Li is lonely and unheard, and I really don't know him." He said it beautifully, but he was extremely unhappy in his heart.

It's funny which onion and garlic he counts, and why I have to know him.

The doorman worshipped: "That is the young son of the judge of Jiaqi, the youngest son of the judge of the left side, the son of the judge left Chang'an for half a year, and just came back today, as soon as he returned to Chang'an, he didn't come back to the prime minister's mansion, so he came directly to find the lady, and he also said......"

The doorman gushed a lot, his words were full of praise, and when he came back to his senses, he found that Li Xuan had long since disappeared.

What a man! I didn't say a word before leaving, and after asking people, I didn't know how to thank you, and I couldn't compare with the gentle and elegant judge.

After thinking about it, the doorman spat at the backs of Yingxuan and the two.

Ying Xuan walked down the street bored, losing interest in everything around him. He turned out to be the son of Ju Jiaqi, and it seems that Ju Jiaqi's coachman does have the capital to show off.

The Western Han Dynasty has two prime ministers, left and right, with the right as the respect. Although he is only the left prime minister, on the surface, he is below the right prime minister Chen Ping, but in fact he is the real one person below ten thousand people.

The person at the top is naturally Empress Lu, and there is some inexplicable relationship between the trial and the queen Lu, which makes the trial even more unscrupulous.

If it's just a "second generation official", it's not so tricky. Tiger fathers have no dogs, most of them are just compliments from others, and almost all of the wealthy nobles are dogs.

At present, it seems that Juan Jiaqi does not seem to belong to this category, arrogant and domineering, bullying the weak and not related to him, but like a humble gentleman.

It's over, what if I don't even hate him?

Zhang Jing has been following behind Ying Xuan, facing the young master who didn't say a word, she had to admit that her ears were a lot cleaner, but she always felt that something was missing.

Usually, the words of the young master will never be broken. It's not about the special dishes of each restaurant, or about the fun places in Chang'an City. If you come across a stall selling novelties on the side of the road, you will even fight with the boss.

"It's not that I said, you clay man is too unlike, where is this face!"

"This little thing is carved pretty well, but it's not colored, it's a pity!"

……

Thinking of this, Zhang Jing couldn't help but smile, it turned out that it was these interesting words that were missing, and it had gradually become a part of her life.

Now, the young master seems to have changed a person, just passing by a small stall, the young master didn't even look at it. The young master should have encountered something troublesome, and I have to divert the young master's attention.

Coincidentally, when Zhang Jing couldn't figure out what to do, she just glanced up casually, and suddenly her inspiration flashed, and she thought about it.

"Young master, what does that person do?"

Ying Xuan looked in the direction that Zhang Jing pointed, and saw an elderly man sitting in a precarious position, surrounded by a few people.

"Let's go, go over and have a look." Ying Xuan was also a little curious, he always felt that this scene was familiar.

"Measuring words and divinations, measuring words and counting hexagrams, knowing the past and future with one word."

Ying Xuan heard the old man's shouting, lowered his head and laughed. What a big breath, I thought it was a master, it turned out to be a big fairy who measured words and counted hexagrams!

Not to mention, if you fall down one day, this is a good livelihood! In the history of the Western Han Dynasty, Ying Xuan knew a little bit, and when the time came, he would specialize in fortune telling for those famous figures in history, and he could also ensure that he had no worries about food and clothing.

"Why is Childe laughing?" The old man asked.

Ying Xuan cleared his throat and said, "Well, I think you are playing tricks, you know the past and the future in one word, and you are not afraid to laugh at other people's big teeth!" ”

"Ignorant children, untrustworthy, countless words for others, no mistakes, everyone can testify." The old man blew his beard and glared, vowing to maintain his golden signboard.

"Oh, if it's so powerful, how about testing it for me?" Ying Xuan scoffed.

"Of course, please write!" The old man adjusted his sitting posture and picked up the pen with a serious expression.

Seeing him so solemn, Ying Xuan beat a drum in his heart: As an atheist, he naturally won't believe in the trick of word counting and fortune telling, but if he talks nonsense and deliberately quibbles, then what should I do?

It seems that the choice of this word should be more cautious, the strokes can not be too many, if there are too many strokes, it will give him the opportunity to borrow words to play, hey, there is!

"I don't know many words, so how about helping me test this word?" Ying Xuan said and wrote a big "one" on the ground with his right foot.

The old man craned his neck to look at it, and asked confidently, "What does Childe want to ask?" ”

Ying Xuan groaned: "Well, ask me about my future!" ”

The old man wrote the word "one" on the bamboo slip, and after observing for a while, his expression suddenly became nervous, and he said to the others: "Today, the old man will measure this last word, and the others will go back first." ”

After sending everyone away, the old man got up and circled around Yingxuan, muttering non-stop.

Ying Xuan laughed and said: "I can't measure it, Mr. deliberately broke away from everyone, I'm afraid he doesn't want to make a fool of himself in front of everyone, right?" ”

The old man sat down again and said slowly: "I Ching says, one life is two, two is three, and three is everything. One is the lord of all things, and the son will inevitably have a bright future. ”

Ying Xuan was stunned for a moment, and the old man in front of him seemed to mean something else, and frowned: "Sir, can you say it more clearly?" ”

The old man said: "The son is out of the word 'one', and he is under the foot, is he going to be in the world!" ”

Ying Xuan looked left and right vigilantly, leaned on the table and whispered: "Don't talk nonsense, this is a capital crime, if it is heard, it will be killed!" ”

The old man smiled: "This is the son, you are here to test the word, I just talk about the word, the son does not commit crimes, what does it have to do with me?" ”

Zhang Jing walked over quietly and reminded in a low voice: "Something is wrong, let's go back first." ”

Ying Xuan has this intention, the old man's meaning is obvious, but one day he will be the emperor. How is this possible, the Han Dynasty will last for hundreds of years, and it is impossible for a Qin heir to be the emperor anyway.

The old man slowly closed the bamboo slips on the table, and said to the backs of Yingxuan and the others: "The old man will not be wrong, the son is just born at the wrong time." ”

Belch!

Born ahead of one's time? This person seems to have guessed my identity, can I really know the past and the future?

What about the cheat? I still didn't believe it, but after thinking about it, Yingxuan walked back violently.