Shi Yiguang lowered his head, looked at his name and muttered: "Bingwen, Bingwen, when the time comes, you won't be wrong." While muttering, Shi Yiguang flipped to the last piece of cloth.

"Concubine, long... What does a concubine grow? Shi Yiguang raised his eyebrows and looked up at Mr. Sun in front of him.

"Qing." An Yang, who was in the car, said softly: "Qing is the moon (pronounced the same as 'ang': I) is the Qing of the stars." Changqing is the word of the master. ”

"Changqing?" When Shi Yiguang heard this, he looked up at Mr. Sun who was sitting in front of him, and exclaimed, "You actually called 'Changqing' such a beautiful name?" ”

Mr. Sun slowly drove the horses with the reins of the horse, turned his head to look at the scene in Shouchun City, and said slowly: "What, can't you?" ”

"Absolutely." Shi Yiguang said, folded the cloth in his hand, and couldn't help muttering: "I can't imagine that you are an old man who turns over a bear like this." She muttered as she handed over the cloth in her hand.

"What flip bear?" Mr. Sun turned around and took the cloth in Shi Yiguang's hand into his arms, looking puzzled.

Shi Yiguang leaned back, sat by the car door and looked at the surrounding road: "It's nothing, praise you." As he spoke, Shi Yiguang suddenly pointed to a place on the street, glared at him and said in surprise: "Look, there's a fortune teller there!" ”

Mr. Sun followed Shi Yiguang's gaze, and sure enough, he saw a person sitting under a low bridge on the side of the road, holding a bamboo banner in one hand and pinching his fingers in the other. The word "life" written on the banner with a large seal is impressive.

"How much money do we have?" Shi Yiguang's gaze moved from the fortune teller, and he looked at Mr. Sun, who was driving the car in front of him, and asked.

"Your mother gave you that little, bought you a set of men's clothes and it was gone." Mr. Sun said, turning his head to look at Shi Yiguang, his gaze sweeping over her.

Shi Yiguang followed Mr. Sun's gaze, lowered his head and swept the linen clothes on his body, raised his hand, pinched the inferior linen, and mentioned: "Just this ragged linen?" She raised her head and looked at Mr. Sun in disbelief: "Spent all the money my mother gave me?" ”

"The remaining little bit, in exchange for the ant nose money of the Chu State (Note 1), is enough to eat a meal of millet rice." Mr. Sun continued slowly, then hit his horse, turned a corner, and walked to the bridge where the old fortune teller was.

Mr. Sun drove to the bottom of the bridge, held a whip in one hand, bent his legs and put it on the wheel, looked at the old gentleman who was about to finish divination under the bridge, lowered his body slightly, and said: "This priest (Note 2) may be on the same line as me?" ”

The old gentleman sitting under the bridge looked up and looked at Mr. Sun, twisting his beard. White flowers' hair, white flowers' beard, and white flowers' eyebrows.

At this glance, it looks like a master of the Tao.

"What do you want to occupy?" The white-bearded old man looked up and looked at Mr. Sun sitting in the carriage, holding a banner in his hand, and the wrinkles on his face made it impossible to tell his age.

Mr. Sun lowered his body, stretched his neck, lifted his hand holding the reins of the horse, and pointed to his face: "Occupy my appearance, can you be rich and rich." ”

The white-bearded old man listened to Mr. Sun's words, and also stretched his neck and leaned closer: "When is your birthday?" ”

"In the twelfth month of the fourteenth year of King Kang, Jiayin was on a peaceful day." Mr. Sun replied without thinking about it.

Hearing this, the white-bearded old man raised his hand that was twisting his beard, pinched it, his eyes swept over the carriage behind Mr. Sun, and his eyes fell on Shi Yiguang, who was wearing linen, and then turned his head and said leisurely: "Be rich and noble." ”

Shi Yiguang leaned against the door, heard the words, turned his head and lifted the curtain, looking at Anyang who was wearing a gray brocade robe. This old man is quite accurate.

When Mr. Sun heard this, he withdrew his outstretched neck, struck the horsewhip in his hand, and slowly pulled the front of the car and turned his head to walk.

"Hey, you haven't paid yet!" The white-bearded old gentleman looked at Mr. Sun, who was about to leave, and got up to chase after him.

Mr. Sun turned his head, looked at the old man who caught up next to him, and snorted from his nose: "You are full of nonsense and still want money, believe it or not, I opened your stall?" ”

The white-bearded old man listened to Mr. Sun's words, blew his beard, quickened his pace, grabbed Mr. Sun's sleeve and said angrily: "How can you slander me?!" I think you just don't want to give money! ”

Mr. Sun's body was crooked by Whitebeard, and he almost didn't fall off the board. He stretched out his hand, grabbed the wheel, and steadied himself, he turned his head to look at Whitebeard, and his eyes glared: "You want to die!" ”

As he spoke, he shook his arm pulled by Whitebeard, turned his head and glanced at him: "You are not from Chu." As he spoke, his gaze swept over Whitebeard's body: "Defend people, use divination to divide people." Scold! Saying that, Mr. Sun paused and looked at Whitebeard: "Zhou has a law, and it is a capital crime to be a diviner who is a soothsayer." ”

With that, he turned around slowly and rode his horse down the road.

Shi Yiguang took the bamboo roll, the carriage passed by, stretched out his hand to hold the bamboo roll, and made a gesture to scare the white beard, and frightened: "Dare to go to us, eat your dog gall." ”

Whitebeard's frightened head shrank, and when he saw Shi Yiguang's eyes glaring, he wanted to scold.

"Capital offense!" Shi Yiguang grabbed the car door with one hand, stretched out his head and poked out, turned his head to look at the white beard who was already behind him, and the bamboo scroll in his hand raised a little higher: "Cut off your dog's head!" ”

The whitebeard behind him took the banner and stepped back, Shi Yiguang snorted and turned his head.

Will turn around, the car will stop. Shi Yiguang turned his head, put the bamboo scroll in his hand in his arms, and looked at Mr. Sun with a puzzled expression: "Why did you stop?" ”

As soon as the words fell, he looked at Mr. Sun's sweeping eyes, and his face was full of coldness: "No respect, no strength." ”

"Huh?" Shi Yiguang was even more puzzled, raised his hand and pointed to the white beard behind him: "You said him?" ”

"You're a child, and you're not too old to be young. No matter how old he is, how can you be sarcastic at will? Mr. Sun turned his head and looked at Shi Yiguang's face, which was as serious as she had never seen before.

Shi Yiguang didn't dare to talk back like the sun, his body couldn't help but sit upright, looked at Mr. Sun and replied cautiously: "But he's a liar!" ”

"He is a person whose character is damaged, and if you don't respect your elders, your virtue is at a loss, regardless of how he is, you should be yourself, be cautious in your words and deeds, the so-called self-cultivation." Mr. Sun sat upright, turned around and looked at Shi Yiguang, with a serious and old-fashioned face.

Looking at Mr. Sun's appearance, Shi Yiguang pursed his lips and didn't push back.

Such a small doll of his own, in a foreign country, will give up when he says so. Don't dare to offend.

Besides, I didn't care about it when I did it, but now I am being lectured by Mr. Sun. Come to think of it, it does seem to be unindoctrination. I don't know the elder, and it does seem rude.

Thinking of this, Shi Yiguang picked up the door of the car, turned his head to look at the back of the car, and then looked back at Mr. Sun: "He's gone." After finishing speaking, he added with an innocent face: "The shadows are gone." ”

"Then you have to apologize too." Mr. Sun had a straight face, holding the reins of the horse in one hand, and looked at Shi Yiguang coldly.