Chapter 165: Asking for a Signature
"Why did you come here at this time?" Fang Shubing's expression was gentle, and the trace of unhappiness in his heart was also suppressed, even if this marriage contract was not what he wanted, it was his responsibility, and he had always been gentle and polite to Situ Yu'er.
If he can only do this in his life, if he has to marry Situ Yu'er as his wife, he will not complain, respect her, give her enough decency, and he can't be affectionate, but he wants to respect each other like guests.
Situ Yu'er didn't seem to know Fang Shubing's attitude, or she didn't care, as long as she could be the young lady of the Fang family, this person would be hers, and she would never be afraid.
"I heard that a very powerful fortune teller has come to Fengxiangjing recently, I want to go and see, can you accompany me?" The delicate female voice has a little end note, although it is not as soft and coquettish as their Yuezhong women, but it is difficult to refuse.
Fang Shubing was silent for a moment and nodded: "Okay." ”
Situ Yu'er seemed to be very happy and asked her subordinates to prepare the carriage, while Fang Shubing explained some things to Guan Yan, and then went out with Situ Yu'er.
Fengxiangjing has always been lively, the famous fortune teller is said to be a disciple of a hermit master, only a dozen days to Fengxiangjing, but has already broken out of a famous hall, it is said that not only fortune telling, but also a good medical skill.
Moreover, this person also has a quirk, telling fortunes, only in the tavern, so in Fengxiangjing for more than ten days, most of the time in the drunken fairy building, one of the largest restaurants in Fengxiangjing.
The carriage of the Fang family and the Situ family stopped in front of the Drunken Immortal Building, Fang Shubing and Situ Yu'er got off one after another, although the two had a marriage contract, but Fang Shubing acted very politely, without any transgression, which was even more praised.
"This is Master Zhang?" Situ Yu'er looked at the drunken man lying on the wine table in disbelief, looking like he was only about thirty, his face was flushed, he wasn't talking drunk, and he didn't look like a fairy at all.
Fang Shubing was also a little surprised, but he still said: "But all high-ranking people are always different from ordinary people, and this gentleman must be the same." ”
"Not bad, yes, there is vision, there is vision!" The drunk unconscious man suddenly raised his head and pointed at Fang Shubing, "Good looks, good bearing, he is a person who has a vengeance, but this is the ...... Hiccup......"
The man burped a big wine, and Situ Yu'er couldn't help but take a step back, and said with disgust in her heart: "Shubing, let's come back another day." ”
"I tell fortunes and never change the day! Who is going to come with the two of you? Word measurement? Palmistry? Or is it a draw? The rickety man stood up, his words were clear, he reached out and pushed aside the wine and food in front of him, and snapped a bamboo skewer on the table in front of him.
Situ Yu'er wanted to turn around and leave, but when she thought of what Daddy said, she looked at Fang Shubing again, and patiently showed a gentle smile: "Then ask for a signature." ”
That person is drunk like this, I'm afraid he can't even recognize words, how to measure words? As for palmistry, show your own hands to such people? Don't!
So only asking for a sign is the most direct and simplest, and shaking the lot requires piety, Situ Yu'er closed her eyes, and she looked quite attentive.
The drunken fortune teller smiled sarcastically, he was still the first time he saw the shake lot from the handkerchief through the bamboo tube, was he afraid that his bamboo tube would stain his hands? Cut, he's still afraid of soiling his bamboo tube, so it's just right.
Syllable!
The bamboo stick fell on the table, and the fortune teller lazily reached out and picked it up, squinting his eyes, just a glance, his eyes suddenly widened, and the whole person sat up straight in an instant, how could there be a trace of drunkenness!
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