Thinking of this, Shi Yiguang nodded reluctantly, and took the hairpin into his arms: "Okay, give me one or two pieces of gold tomorrow." With that, he opened the curtain and looked out of the car.

"Ah, it's here." Shi Yiguang said, quickly turned back to put on his boots, and straightened his clothes. He bowed over the curtain and said dignifiedly: "I'm tired of the seniors to stop the car." ”

When the older groom heard this, he turned his head and looked at the upright and polite Shi Yiguang, and responded with a smile on his face. Hold on to the reins. Turn around and lift the curtain.

The carriage stopped, the curtain opened, Shi Yiguang sat upright, turned to Xiong Chao and nodded: "Then I will go back first, and go slowly on the road of Gongzi." ”

Xiong Chao looked at Shi Yiguang, who became dignified and upright in an instant, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, he coughed, suppressed his smile, and knelt at Shi Yiguang and saluted: "Mr. go." ”

Shi Yiguang got up, walked out of the car with a low body, and jumped down.

Seeing this, the attendant next to the carriage handed over a lantern. The lantern will be handed to Shi Yiguang, and the curtain will be lifted again.

The bear's head sticks out of it. He looked at the attendant and said, "Jingren, you send Mr. back." ”

"Yes." The attendant responded, stretched out his hand to take the lantern in Shi Yiguang's hand, gestured at Shi Yiguang to please, and said respectfully: "Sir, please." ”

Shi Yiguang turned his head, glanced at Xiong Chao, who was still looking at him with the curtain, and then turned around and followed the servant Jingren towards the dark street.

Xiong Chao looked at Shi Yiguang's figure, took a light breath, and then turned around and looked at the horseman: "Let's go." With that, he lowered the curtain and sat back in the car.

Xiong Chao leaned against the wall of the car and slowly closed his eyes.

Those brown onyx-like eyes came to mind again. Obviously I didn't apply any powder, why, why did I have a weird feeling. Those eyes with a little bit of streamer, why do you feel that they don't look like the eyes that a man should have?

Xiong Chao opened his eyes and shook his head vigorously, don't think nonsense! Bingwen is a real man, don't think about it!

A night is just a blink of an eye.

Shi Yiguang went to the Yin Mansion on the second day to ask for a tael of gold, and then returned home. Didn't stay long.

After she went home, she fed the little black dog, took the banner and went to the east of the capital, at the door of Chen Yin's house, and set up a fortune-telling stall.

Pedestrians occasionally stop and count a hexagram.

After that day, Shi Yiguang's days returned to peace. I went to Ling Yin's Mansion every morning, and squatted at Chen Yin's door in the afternoon to tell fortunes.

Autumn colors are getting stronger and stronger, and after the end of autumn, the winter solstice is another festival for this era.

On the day of the beginning of winter, it is an annual winter festival, and the king led the three princes and nine princes to welcome the winter in the southern suburbs, and also, it is to reward the dead and show compassion for the orphans and widows.

The day after tomorrow is the Winter Festival, and the remote state of Chu will also follow the Zhou royal family to celebrate this Winter Festival. This time on the festival, Shi Yiguang decided that no matter how much money Xiong Chao gave her, she didn't plan to go with her again.

As the winter season approaches, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the yellow leaves at the end of autumn have already been blown away. The bare patch on the branch is so bleak.

The jujube tree in Chen Yin's house was also blown away by the autumn wind, leaving only bare branches.

There are two days left to welcome the Winter Festival, these days, every afternoon Shi Yiguang is outside Chen Yin's house to set up a fortune-telling stall, three coins and one hexagram, the international price, plus the calculation is also accurate, but also popular. As the days went by, he also saved a lot of money that could be used in the Chu State.

On this day, Shi Yiguang set up a stall to tell fortunes, and a woman finished the calculation, but she felt that Shi Yiguang had collected too much money. Hard not to give.

"Auntie, I have three dollars here, this is still expensive?!" Shi Yiguang held the gossip stone in one hand and pointed to his gossip with the other: "Am I not a liar who walks the rivers and lakes?" My gossip and destiny divination, that is all inherited by the saints! ”

"You say that all the saints are all the saints?" The woman put her arms in her arms and looked at the short Shi Yiguang in front of her: "If you are really a saint, you will be here to tell fortunes and earn a living?" If you want me to say, one penny can't be more! ”

The child next to the woman was grinning, holding the woman's clothes with one hand, staring at the gossip in front of Shi Yiguang and the porcelain jar containing money behind him.

"A penny? Where have you ever seen a fortune teller for one dollar? The lowest hexagram is also three coins! Shi Yiguang adhered to the principle that the customer is God in business, suppressed his temperament, and looked at the woman with a big waist and said: "I have an international price here, and it is a good hexagram, and the collection is cheap." ”

"What's the International Fare?" The woman looked at Shi Yiguang and asked, with a puzzled look on her face. After saying that, he waved his hand again: "People's three dollars are people's homes, you are a little doll, I give you one dollar to see that you are pitiful!" ”

Shi Yiguang looked at the woman and snorted blankly: "You dead fat man, don't you look at Lao Tzu and are easy to bully?" ”

"What?" The woman listened to Shi Yiguang's scolding words, and didn't react for a moment what it meant.

She didn't understand it, but she could barely understand what the last two words 'bully' meant.

"Insulting you?" The woman looked at Shi Yiguang, who was small and weak in front of her: "If the old lady bullies you, she won't give you money at all." ”

Shi Yiguang stood up, looked at the extremely scoundrel woman in front of him, and laughed angrily.

"Dead fat woman, give money before I get angry." Shi Yiguang stood up and looked at the woman in front of him viciously.

On weekdays, she doesn't care about this money. But this lack of money is not the reason why others should bully her. If it was the nobles of the Chu Palace, she would not be unbearable for a while.

The dead fat woman in front of her with a big waist also wants to stand on her head and shit?

The woman looked at Shi Yiguang, who was not a little older than the person in front of her, but had a fierce face, and was stunned: "Are you angry?" What can you do when you get angry? As he spoke, he sneered: "Can't you come to hit me?" As she spoke, the woman looked at Shi Yiguang and rolled up her sleeves.

"My husband is a member of the government, how dare you do me?"

It turned out that there was an official in the family, no wonder it was so rampant. Shi Yiguang looked at the woman standing in front of the gossip.

Yaren, a petty official in charge of bows and arrows in the government.

Endure?

Shi Yiguang looked at the fat woman in front of him, and the rags and clothes on his body were mended and mended. Official? The ghost's official. She's so young.

She spat deeply.

She is really not afraid of officials, but the most annoying thing is to provoke ruffians and hooligans.

,,. She is not a wandering Jianghu person, she beat people, but she still has to squat at Chen Yin's door. Let a sleeping dog lie.

Shi Yiguang lowered his head, sat back again, suppressed his temperament, and said to the woman in front of him: "Get out." ”

The woman looked at Shi Yiguang, snorted a few times, and then pulled the little boy next to her and walked away.

Shi Yiguang sat behind the gossip, and the woman pulled the boy into the alley next to the house, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

It was overcast and a little cold. Shi Yiguang was wearing a blue-gray cotton jacket, and a fire in his heart didn't come out, and he was a little dry.

That's it, just a few dollars.

Shi Yi patronized himself comforting himself.