Therefore, according to the old legend, the ancient immortals demarcated the boundary into a mountain, and the name was the boundary mountain.

This mountain is ten thousand miles high, full of cliffs, extremely dangerous, when it is really a bird can not cross, the ape is also worried about climbing, since then the north and south are cut off, and each other does not come to the future.

The territory south of this boundary mountain, although it cannot be said that the land is lush and the materials are abundant, is still vast after all, and the mountain stretches for thousands of miles.

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In the southeast by the direction of the sea, there is a rather large country called Ningguo.

In the southeast of Ningguo, there is a big river named Shengjiang, there are many tributaries of Shengjiang, coupled with the geographical location extending in all directions, the merchant ships coming and going can be said to be endless.

Shengjiang Mansion is a commercial city rich in silk, along the two banks of the canal in the city, there are hundreds of silk shops, and there are also Goulan tiles, even if it is at night, it is a splendid lantern, a gold powder building, a floating wave of the painting boat, and a drunken gold fan.

This is the most prosperous place in the whole Jiangzhou.

And to the east of Shengjiang Mansion, over two mountains, down the river, through Xiling County, almost more than 100 miles, there is a small market called Xiaqiaoji.

The weather in June this year was still a little too hot.

At this time, it was noon, and the scorching sun shone down, and the skin was a little painful.

A young man in his twenties, sitting under a tree on the edge of a field, rested.

With a straw hat, a hoe and a pot of water beside him, and a book in his hand, he was fascinated by it.

It's really a bit of a busy taste.

"Brother Xiao Mian." At this moment, a somewhat rough voice came from the side.

"Uncle Shan." The young man grinned, turned his head and looked, it was a short black man, with a pair of bare feet, "Done with work?" ”

"It's too hot, take a break." The man wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, sat down next to the young man, took out a small bag in his arms, wrapped a dry food, he broke off half and handed it to the young man, "Eat some?" ”

"I've already eaten it." The young man waved his hand.

The man was not polite, he ate it himself, and while eating, he complained in his mouth: "Brother Xiao Mian, you said that this day, when will it be the head, if you continue like this, let alone the fields, people will pass out from the drought." ”

"In three or four days, it will rain heavily, and when the time comes, you will have to take precautions against some flooding, let alone three or five days in a row." Youth 1510 authentic.

"Really?" The man stared at the young man in front of him with a nervous expression.

"Still lying to you? After two or three days, there will be a strong wind. ”

"That's great! Hey, that's great! The man immediately grinned.

"In recent years, thanks to you." The man wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and said, "Saying that the wind is wind, saying that there is rain, and now that drought and flood have been prevented, the harvest is much better than before." ”

"The ancients said: The morning glow does not go out, and the evening glow travels thousands of miles. Many things have premonitions, and if you read more books, you will understand that there is nothing that is not God. ”

"That's because you have knowledge, but you can't change it."

"Brother Xiao Mian." Speaking of this, the man looked at the young man with some confusion and said, "You say...... You have a university question, why did you come to this place like ours? ”

The young man laughed: "Learning cannot be eaten as food, but if people want to eat, of course they have to grow food." ”

The man shook his head again and again: "I see, the teachers of those academies in the city are not as knowledgeable as you." ”

"Uncle Shan, you just praise me." The young man said, "It may be okay to fool you." ”

"Look at what you said!" The man also laughed with Hehe, and then got up from the ground, "I won't disturb you reading, go and tell the big guy the news first." ”

"Don't bother." The young man patted the mud on his hands, and despite the heat, there was no sweat on his forehead.

"I'll just rest for a while, and I'll be back soon."

"Going back?"

"Well, I'll pick some melons and fruits later, and I'll be ready to go back." The young man looked up and looked ahead.

Not far ahead, there is a stone arch bridge under which the gurgling water flows, and next to it is a small market with bluestone-paved streets, which are quite spacious.

The young man's name was Fang Mian, and his family lived near this small market.

On the river, there are many boats coming and going, busy.

Walking from the market along the river, you can see that there are many small stalls on the roadside, including snacks and snacks.

Fang Mian was familiar with the road, and walked to a small stall, the boss was a short and thin middle-aged man: "Boss Yu, a bowl of sweet tea, drink it now." ”

At this time, it is already afternoon, there are really a lot of people in the market, this weather is really a little hot and panicked, a small tea stall, many people sit here to enjoy the cool.

"Great! Mr. Fang, it's a little later than usual today. The boss raised his head, saw that he was familiar, and hurriedly greeted him with a smile.

"Well, I'm busy today."

Sweet tea is a feature here, the tea is fragrant, sweet but not greasy, it is a drink suitable for all ages, Fang Mian sometimes comes back from busy work, and also has the habit of drinking a bowl.

Fang Mian found a seat under the shed next to the stall and sat down.

"Brother Xiao Mian, this day......" As soon as he sat down, a strong man next to him came over to talk.

"Brother Liang, it's raining, it's already calculated today, it will rain in three or four days." Fang Mian spoke as he sat down.

"Well, I'm not done yet." The man grinned.

Immediately after, there was a kind laugh all around.

"Lao Liang, Brother Xiao Mian is clever, can I use you to speak?"

"That's it!"

"Hahahaha!"

The man surnamed Liang also patted his head and laughed: "That's, that's." ”

"Little Brother Mian, can you help me calculate, when will my mother-in-law give birth to a big fat boy for us?"

"Brother Wu, this is your own business, ask me what to do?" Fang Mian gave him a blank look.

There was another burst of laughter around.

It seems that Fang Mian came over, and the atmosphere of the entire tea stall became lively all at once.

"Little Brother Mian, Little Brother Mian!" Another woman in her forties walked over, with a slight anxious look on her face, "Can you please help me calculate, my husband went to Huaizhou with someone to do business, and a few days ago he sent a letter back saying that he would come back at the beginning of this month, and it has been almost half a month, is there something wrong?" ”

Fang Mian saw the other party's anxious appearance, and comforted him in a good voice: "Aunt Zhang, don't worry, I have seen Uncle Zhang's face, and there is no major disaster, I will calculate it for you to see if there is anything delayed on the road." ”

"Eh, okay, I'm relieved when you say that." The woman let out a sigh of relief and thanked her again and again.

Generally speaking, when Fang Mian sits idle at the tea stall every day, he will help people solve their doubts, calculate hexagrams or something, but he does it conveniently and does not charge money.

Speaking of which, Fang Mian is very different from others, he remembers his past life when he was a child.

In Fang Mian's previous life, he was not a person from this world, but was born in a place called "Earth".

In his previous life, there was nothing strange about his life, and after graduating from college, he returned to his hometown to become an ordinary Chinese teacher.

I attend classes diligently during the day, and in the evening, I use my spare time to buy some books to read after preparing for class.

However, Fang Mian often liked to read some ancient books in his previous life, most of the four books and five classics were read through, and some others were almost all familiar.

It is strange to say that in this life, the books I read in my previous life can still be remembered clearly, and some of them are even clearer than in my previous life.

It's amazing.

He simply transcribed the books in his memory, first, to avoid forgetting, second, to read books to relieve boredom, and also to cultivate temperament.

After a long time, most of the Four Books and Five Classics have been read, and they will naturally understand a little more than others.

As for fortune telling......

As the first of the Five Classics of Confucianism, Fang Mian naturally read it.

A little bit of fur, right as a pastime, it's really nothing to praise.