21 Hanging
Therefore, when people are fine, they still need to read more, Dai Yue just relied on the ancient philosophical numerology books he had read before to disassemble the boss's word 'seeking wealth'.
In terms of the five elements, the word "seeking wealth" has the shape of "wood", wood, naturally it is to bear fruit, and the five elements of aquatic wood are naturally fruits. The word "seeking" is similar to this, and there is the appearance of "not eternal", the word "wealth" is only half of the "book", and there is the shape of "moving and selling".
I didn't expect the miscellaneous books I used to read come in handy here, if you want to gently break superstition, you can only fight poison with poison, and break superstition with superstition.
Dai Yue simply pretended to the end, and shouted at the boss: "Bold, dare to doubt this emperor, believe it or not, this emperor has received your fortune this year?" ”
The previous measurement was word-for-word, and the boss didn't doubt it, but just asked one more question for stability. Hearing that the emperor wanted to take back his fortune, the boss hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "The emperor is gracious, the villagers are just because the emperor suddenly came to the world, and he lost his words for a while, and asked the emperor to forgive his sins." ”
This boss is quite organized, why is he so superstitious?
What he said just now is 'seeking wealth', 'seeking' has the word 'mourning', 'wealth' is like a zigzag, asking for the front, so guess that he lost money last time, and 'wealth' is behind, and this year's fortune should be good.
Dai Yue pretended to glance at Fu Daoren: "For the sake of the ancestor, I will spare you for the time being, give you a year of financial luck, and get back the capital that was lost last year." ”
The boss graciously opened the bag and took out a wad of money to prepare to put in the wooden box. Dai Yue stepped forward and grabbed him: "This emperor is the first time to come to mortal, just to give kindness, not to be courteous. If you really have the heart, you can use part of the annual surplus to help the poor, and the emperor will be pleased to see it in heaven, and will give you wealth and luck year after year. ”
The boss could ignore what Dai Yue meant, and respectfully kowtowed to him nine times before getting up.
As soon as you open your mouth, you can explain the ins and outs of the boss clearly, and you don't need money to guide your fortune? The boss got up, and another middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks knelt down: "The emperor save me." ”
Dai Yue sat back beside Fu Daoren, and God was asking, "Who is kneeling?" ”
The middle-aged man was anxious: "Villager Li Botao, business has been losing money year after year, begging the emperor to show him a way to live." ”
Dai Yue made a mysterious 'uh-huh-hmm', but in his heart, he tried to disassemble the three words 'Li Botao' according to the measurement method of the arithmetic book, but the arithmetic book only occasionally dabbled in, so it took a bit of time, and he also had to organize some specious language to say the results of the dismantling, so that even if the dismantling was wrong, it was easy to explain. The one just now was just a big luck, but I can't guarantee that every time I hit a big luck, I will hit it.
The villagers below were waiting for 'Wenqu Xing' to speak, but Dai Yue was still just babbling, and finally some villagers couldn't hold back: "What is he doing?" ”
An older villager whispered: "Quiet, Wen Quxing is mobilizing his divine power to investigate Li Botao's affairs." ”
Finally organized the language, Dai Yue slapped the table: "You are a person with outstanding talents, why are you deeply trapped in women's sex?" ”
Li Botao shrank in fright: "This..."
In fact, the so-called deep fall in women's sex is just what Dai Yue observed when he was babbling just now, although Li Botao knelt respectfully, his eyes glanced at the lively little daughters-in-law in a few villages from time to time, but he didn't expect to be hit with one blow. As for the so-called outstanding talent, it is because no one will admit that they are fools.
Li Botao was told the central matter, and he didn't know how to explain it. Dai Yue naturally didn't bother more, and slapped the table again: "If you want to change your life against the sky, you need to stick to the yuan, change the past, and then go to the southwest to revive the family business." ”
"Emperor, do you mean that the fortune of the villagers is in the southwest?" Li Botao asked loudly.
Dai Yue didn't know if the southwest was right, so he had to slap the table again and bluff: "Do you need this emperor to say it again?" ”
Li Botao kowtowed: "No, no, the villagers just happen to go to the southwest provinces this year to do wholesale business, and with the guidance of the emperor, the villagers are more confident." ”
Fortunately, it's okay, Dai Yue waved his hand: "You can go." ”
Li Botao also took out a wad of money and looked at Dai Yue, and Dai Yue drank: "As before, if you have the heart, you can take out part of the annual surplus to support the poor, remember to quit peach blossoms, otherwise this emperor will not spare him when he sees it in the sky." ”
instructed the two of them continuously, leaving Fu Daoren aside, and both of them were Fu Daoren's gods of wealth. Seeing that the third god of wealth was about to kneel down to Dai Yue again, Fu Daoren couldn't sit still, got up and babbled and sang for a while, and then took Dai Yue's hand: "Emperor, the pious emperor of the villagers has seen it, go and report to the Great Tianzun, don't miss the birthday." ”
The young villager who had good things at the bottom laughed: "Hongjun Ancestor is afraid that Emperor Wenchang will rob him of his business, so he wants to drive him away." ”
"What nonsense," the elderly villagers around him immediately scolded: "Hongjun Ancestor's divine power is much higher than that of Wenqu Xing, how can he be afraid that Wenqu Xing will steal business?" ”
Dai Yue was thinking about how to use to perfunctory Fu Daoren, and when he heard the villagers' conversation, he immediately shouted: "Who is making a noise? ”
Everyone looked at the villagers who spoke just now, the older villager Fu Daoyi is Fu Daoren's brother, no matter what, he will also defend his brother, and the mythical Wenqu Xing and Hongjun Ancestor are not of the same grade at all, so Fu Daoyi boldly straightened his chest: "It's me who is talking, Wenqu Xing should go back to the sky quickly, don't delay Hongjun Ancestor to use his divine power to bless Liu Ji Village with a year of good weather." ”
Dai Yue smiled faintly: "Ancestor, what do you think of this person's fortune?" Although two people were hit in a row, the villagers at most just believed that there was really such a thing as Wenqu Xing, and if they wanted to dispel the authority that Fu Daoren had erected for many years, they had to fight with him with real swords and guns.
Fu Daoren glanced at Fu Daoyi: "I have mastered the eight characters of this person's birthday, it is a two-ox ploughing destiny, loyal and respectful, and kind-hearted..."
Fu Daoren, the fate of the brothers around him, has tried it many times, and now he has calculated it in front of the villagers. Taking advantage of his fate, Dai Yue swept the faces present. Fu Daoyi's son and daughter-in-law were all watching the excitement in the crowd, but they didn't see his wife Li Sigu.
Fu Daoyi's son and daughter-in-law both work in the city, and the two-year-old child is handed over to Fu Daoyi's family to take care of. Fu Daoyi is a person who is willing to work hard in terms of farming, but family trivial matters are basically not touched. His wife Li Sigu lit the fire alone to cook and take care of the children, and occasionally went to the ground, making her often complain bitterly, and sometimes she was annoyed by scolding, 'Lao Tzu has a rope and has borne out himself, let you, the old man and the young, drink the northwest wind'.
In addition, the relationship between Li Sigu's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is also very ordinary, her son and daughter-in-law work in the city and occasionally come back from vacation, and the two of them let Li Sigu serve like grandpa and wife. To outsiders, it means that the children are working hard outside, and it is normal to go home and enjoy it. But Li Sigu thought in pieces, isn't it as hard as she is at home? Why doesn't anyone share it? I have to serve the two old ladies from time to time.
Because he was used to thinking about it, his family never took Li Sigu's words seriously. As a middle-aged and elderly woman, Li Sigu is also a little superstitious, but she can't watch such a grand scene today because she wants to bring her grandson, and she must be extremely bored in her heart.
Fu Daoren finished pushing Fu Daoyi's fate, turned his head and looked at Dai Yue lightly, meaning to see if you have anything else to say.
Dai Yue babbled and applauded, and suddenly said, "Ancestor, let's see how this person's fortune is today?" ”
Fu Daoyi spoke first: "It's dark today, what else can I do?" ”
Fu Daoren said: "Today is the birthday of the Jade Emperor, and for ordinary villagers, the ninth day of the first month is not lucky. ”
"Otherwise, no," Dai Yue shook his head, but did not say the following.
Several villagers followed: "Emperor Wenchang, otherwise what?" Could it be that this old boy is going to go for peach blossom luck? ”
"No, no, no." Dai Yue continued to shake his head: "You see that he has a scarf around his neck, his neck is under his mouth, and the towel under his mouth is 'hanging', and someone in the family is afraid that he will hang himself today." "Before saying this, Dai Yue had already calculated, and Li Sigu, who was alone at home with children, would definitely be irritable again, 'Lao Tzu will end up with a rope, let your family drink the northwest wind'. Even if she doesn't hang herself, this can be explained in a far-fetched way.
"Fart," Fu Daoyi drank, "You're going to hang yourself." ”
Fu Lichun on the side was a little more sensible: "Uncle Daoyi, don't scold people indiscriminately, your house is next door, don't you know when you go back and take a look." ”
Fu Daoyi turned his head and left with a gloomy face, and a few villagers who were good things followed him and left.
Dai Yue and Fu Daoren were still babbling in the hall and refused to retreat, and suddenly a huge roar came from outside: "Come on, come on, someone hanged yourself." ”
Everyone scrambled to squeeze out, and Dai Yue saw the opportunity to pick up the wooden box containing the money and squeezed it out. No one has ever dared to take the money of the immortals, Fu Daoren and the apprentice were stunned for a moment, and then got up and followed: "Put down the money, put it down." ”
When the crowd followed the sound to Fu Daoyi's house, Li Sigu, who had hanged herself, sat on the ground and cried, and a rope was hanging from the ceiling fan, and several women surrounded her and kept persuading.
The villagers who came with Fu Daoyi before said loudly to the people who came after: "It's so dangerous, it's so dangerous, fortunately, Wen Quxing reminded me that when we just came over, the fourth aunt just put her head in the rope, you said that if it was a few minutes late, the consequences would be unimaginable." ”
At this time, the villagers turned their heads to look at Dai Yue, who was holding the cash box, and Dai Yue also exclaimed in his heart that it was dangerous, but he was usually more careful, but he didn't expect that he would save a life by casually talking nonsense.
Fu Daoren led his apprentices to catch up and grabbed the cash box and shouted: "Give it back to me." ”
Dai Yue laughed: "Are you Fu Daoren or Hongjun Ancestor?" It's not very effective today, I can't even see that my brother and daughter-in-law are going to hang herself, and I'm embarrassed to ask for money? ”
"Yes, yes, I can't see that human life is at stake, what's wrong with this Hongjun Ancestor today?"
"Hongjun Ancestor is not working, will the luck sent by his apprentices today be inaccurate?"
The villagers talked a lot, and they were very suspicious of Fu Daoren. A trace of hesitation flashed in Fu Daoren's eyes, and he didn't know whether to snatch the money or not.
"Oh," Dai Yue shouted: "Today, my Emperor Wenchang went down to Pudu to uphold justice, Hongjun Ancestor is not lucky, he should not collect money, this money should be returned to the villagers." ”
After all, the money was given voluntarily, and in the face of the immortals, the villagers were a little unconfident, and no one stepped forward to take the money.
Dai Yue shouted again: "Whoever puts the money, who registers and takes it, what is there to do with Emperor Wenchang." ”
He Yuanhai, who was the first to release the money, heard this and leaned over: "It doesn't matter if you get the money back? Hongjun Ancestor will not blame? ”
Dai Yue drank: "Do you want it?" ”
"Yes, yes." He Yuanhai is a rare submissive.
Dai Yue called: "Brother Lichun, take paper and pen, everyone who takes money must register." ”
When they heard that they were going to get the money back, all the villagers who had just released the money gathered around: "Give me back my money." ”
In order to avoid causing robbery, Dai Yue shouted: "Stop for me, register and receive money one by one." ”
Fu Daoren said weakly: "This money is mine, if you take the money, you are not afraid of Hongjun Ancestor?" ”
Dai Yue sneered: "Hongjun Ancestor? You ask him to come to me, and I'll be there at any time. ”