Chapter 67: Zhou Qingyun
Looking at the pattern of fate in his hand, it is clearly a portrait of great wealth and nobility. Su Qingmo frowned unconsciously. In the realm of metaphysics, the rich refers to wealth, and the noble refers to the powerful, but what the uncle said just now is that this old man Zhou started in business, that is, it has nothing to do with the powerful.
But his hand is like ...... Could it be that he was expensive in his later years?
She looked down again and looked at it seriously, and after making sure that there was no extra information on it, she smiled and said to him: "Master Zhou, you are a noble person, you are blessed." ”
"Really?" Master Zhou obviously didn't believe it.
Su Qingmo continued to smile: "That's natural, you have three sons, and the eldest son traveled far away and hasn't returned home for many years. The second son is a gambler and often gets into trouble with you. The youngest of them should have been in poor health since he was a child, frail and sick, staying at home all year round and rarely going out. I don't know if I'm right?"
Master Zhou was shocked when he heard this: "You...... How do you know?"
His youngest son has indeed been in poor health since he was born and rarely goes out, and most people think that it is his precious little son, so he is not allowed to go out, but he doesn't know that it is because his body does not allow it.
As soon as he was born, he was ordered by a high-ranking monk to fold the stars. This means that his son is short-lived.
Su Qingmo pointed to his outstretched palm and quipped, "Your secrets are all in the palm of your hand, and I saw it just now." ”
"This ...... How is this possible. In the past, those fortune tellers even read both of my palms, and they were not as evil as you said. Master Zhou obviously didn't believe her words, he stared at his palm, and he didn't see anything except those intricate lines.
"Master Zhou, you are a layman, so naturally you can't understand those, but in my eyes, they are like a book, a book about your destiny in this life. If the person who told you the fortune divination in the past did not say it accurately, it means that he did not understand your book. ”
"You ......" Master Zhou felt that her analogy was very mysterious, and after pondering for a while, he felt that what she said was indeed reasonable.
"Young man, do you really know how to tell fortunes?"
Su Qingmo shrugged his shoulders: "It's all obvious, isn't it?"
"Then you might calculate when the catastrophe in my child's life is?" The child's condition has been getting worse and worse lately, and he is really worried that he will have a day when the gray-haired man will send the black man.
Su Qingmo saw that Master Zhou's anxious expression didn't seem to be fake, so he said with a serious face: "I don't dare to guarantee this, I still need to see the fate pattern of your son's palm." Usually...... Yo...... Master Zhou, where are you going to take me?" she still hasn't taken a sign.
Master Zhou is an anxious person, as soon as he heard that he might have a way, he pulled Su Qingmo and left, and said as he walked: "The young man has to trouble you to go home with me again, you also know that my little boy is not in good health, and it is inconvenient to go out." Don't worry, after you have calculated the hexagram for my son, no matter whether the result is good or bad, I will not lose your silver. ”
When Su Qingmo followed Master Zhou into his family's mansion, he was really stunned by the various luxurious decorations inside, but then he regained his calm.
These golden and jade beams in front of you, five steps to the first floor, ten steps to a pavilion, the corridor waist is manback, the eaves are high pecked, each hugging the terrain, the building of the hook is indeed very good.
Compared with the perverted Qingchen Palace, it is still several grades worse.
The feet of the people are paved with jade, and the fish pond is also inlaid with pearls. All the furniture in the house is made of rosewood worth thousands of gold, and it is estimated that a chair leg is enough for ordinary people to spend for several years.
In terms of the luxury in his house, it is estimated that even the emperor's inner hall cannot be compared.
Maybe there are people who are richer than him in the capital, but those who dare not be so extravagant, before they have a powerful position like the national teacher, no matter how luxurious and luxurious the food and accommodation are, they can't surpass those nobles in the palace. Otherwise, there may be a catastrophe at any time.
Stop! Why do you think of him again? It's really poisoned enough.
Master Zhou, who was walking on the side, had been secretly observing the expression on Su Qingmo's face since they entered the door, and saw that her face was only slightly stunned at the beginning, and then returned to normal, and he was not surprised and looked at her differently.
In the past, even the nobles in the capital first came to his mansion, they were all envious and would praise a few words. And the young man in front of him, who didn't look very old, was so calm, thinking about the words she had just said to him with the hand elephant, Master Zhou secretly made up his mind that this person must be a very human being. He's going to have to woo him a bit.
Su Qingmo followed Master Zhou to a courtyard, and saw that several magnolia trees in the courtyard were blooming just right, and the fragrance of magnolia flowers came to the nostrils, which made people smell the spirit of the platform and be in good spirits.
Su Qingmo followed inside, raised her head slightly, lingering and sniffing the fragrance of flowers. What had been a quiet environment was interrupted by a cough.
Seeing that Master Zhou hurriedly stepped forward and lifted the thick curtain hanging in front of the door of the house and walked in, Su Qingmo glanced back again at the magnolia trees in the courtyard full of white flowers, lifted the curtain and walked in.
I didn't take two steps and hung a curtain in front of me, and I scolded in my heart: This person inside is a man, and he is not a big girl, why is he so keen to hang a curtain in the house?
Don't you know that it's not good for air circulation, and it's weird if you don't cough.
Lifting the curtain again, she had to get a glimpse of the room.
A small bronze stove on the table next to it is wafting wisps of white smoke from it, and there is a long pot of lush small plants next to it, what plant Su Qingmo doesn't know, but the few small purple flowers on this plant are also beautiful.
A little further past was a half-open window, Su Qingmo was standing not far from the window at the moment, as long as she turned sideways, she could see through that window the magnolia flowers hanging on the magnolia trees in the courtyard outside.
On the other side of the window, a thin man in a white undershirt was lying on a chaise longue, holding a book in one hand and holding a fist to his mouth with the other, and a dull cough came out again.
Well, she retracted her previous thoughts, the air in this room was very circulating, and this person's cough should have nothing to do with the air.
And not far behind him, a bed appeared, and Su Qingmo only knew at this time that this was the bedroom of the third son of Master Zhou's family.
In the man's bedroom, isn't it good for her to come in with a woman?
Oh, she almost forgot that she was dressed as a man now, and there wasn't so much attention to between men and men.
But she still forgot that when she was in the Qingchen Palace, she not only entered Liqing's bedroom, but also occupied other people's beds, which were men's beds!
"Qingyun, why did you get up to read again? The weather has not been very good recently, your tiredness like this is not conducive to your condition, Dad will help you go back to the bed and lie down to rest?" Master Zhou walked over and raised his hand to gently pat his back to help him relieve his cough, and persuaded him.
After a while, the thin man's coughing tone eased, and he raised his head and smiled at Master Zhou: "Dad, I'm fine." Anyway, this body won't be good even if it's lying in bed. Besides, the weather is good today, and I want to stay at the window for a while. ”
"Shut up, who said your body won't be good?" Master Zhou reprimanded him with a straight face, and then softened his tone and said: "Qingyun, Dad doesn't want to hear you say such frustrating words in the future, don't worry, no matter what the price is, Dad will try his best to cure your illness." In two years, you will be crowned, and when the time comes, Dad will help you choose a gentle and virtuous daughter-in-law to come back and take care of you. By the way, I will give birth to a white and chubby grandson. ”
"Dad, look at you getting farther and farther away. Zhou Qingyun smiled, probably a little emotional, and then a few coughs. After this cough passed, he saw that there was still a person standing in the room: "Dad, this is ......"
Master Zhou reacted at this time, and quickly introduced: "Oh, look at my memory, I almost forgot about the big thing, Qingyun, this young man is amazing, she can calculate the hexagram accurately, my father specially invited him to our house and asked him to calculate a hexagram for you." ”
"Daddy......" Zhou Qingyun knew that his father was worried about himself, but he had done this kind of thing no less than dozens of times over the years, and each time the result was to give a lot of money in the family to those who claimed to be half-immortals.
He turned his head to look at him helplessly. "With my broken body, what can even a person with great luck do? Isn't it good for me to stay in this Magnolia Garden like this all my life? Why do you always ......?"
"This son, I don't agree with your words. Su Qingmo, who had not made a sound, suddenly interrupted him.
Zhou Qingyun raised his eyes to look directly at him, and was obviously stunned for a moment when he saw Su Qingmo's big bright eyes, and then looked up and down seriously, there was still a little doubt in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth showed a kind smile: "May I ask this son's surname?"
Su Qingmo felt that his smile seemed to have a magical power, shaking her heart a little. I always felt that there was an aura on him that she couldn't help but want to get closer.
Finding that she was always staring at each other, she quickly looked away, her originally steady heartbeat began to speed up consciously, and her face was slightly hot, but her face was too dark for people to see clearly.
He bowed his hand and said, "Don't give your surname An, your name is Yun." ”
Zhou Qingyun raised his eyebrows when he heard this, as if he had thought of something, and there was a little smile in his eyes: "But the clouds of blue sky and white clouds?"
Su Qingmo was stunned for a moment, and then nodded: "Exactly." ”
"It's really surprising, under the surname Zhou Qingyun, clear mountains and green waters, blue sky and white clouds. I wonder what you're going to be like this time?"
Su Qingmo was stunned again, Qing? That's really a coincidence, doesn't his name also have a clear character?
"Just turned fifteen. ”
This time, before Zhou Qingyun could speak, Master Zhou on the side interjected: "What a coincidence, my family Qingyun has just turned sixteen." ”
After Zhou Qingyun heard this, the smile on his face was a little more, and he put the book in his hand on the couch next to him and echoed with his father: "I'm sure it's a coincidence." ”
Su Qingmo has some black lines, he is fifteen, he is sixteen, the difference between this is a year old, how can it be considered a coincidence?
"Zhou Gongzi ......"
Zhou Qingyun raised his hand to interrupt: "Stop, I think that judging from the many coincidences between us, we shouldn't be so unfamiliar." What are you talking about, Anyun. ”
Listening to his Dharma name being shouted by him in an almost gentle voice, Su Qingmo's heart unconsciously missed a beat.
She glanced at him, then quickly looked away, and she realized that just by making eye contact with him, her heart beat faster. Before she figured out where this strange emotion came from, she had better not look at him less.
"Weekly ......"
"Qingyun, just call me Qingyun. ”
“...... Qingyun. ”
Zhou Qingyun was satisfied, "I heard my father say just now that An Yun knows the art of divination?"
"Ahem...... Know a little bit about it. Su Qingmo was rarely humble. Coughing to cover up his unnaturalness, God, should his voice be so gentle?
It was the first time she felt that her name was so good.
Zhou Qingyun shook his head with a smile, expressing his disagreement with her statement: "If Anyun only knows a little bit about it, then you will definitely not be dragged here by my father in a hurry." ”
Su Qingmo was a little surprised, how did he know that he was pulled back by Master Zhou in a hurry?
"Your heel didn't come up. Zhou Qingyun pointed to the shoe on her left foot and answered her question.
Su Qingmo looked down, and sure enough, she quickly squatted down and lifted the heel of her shoes.
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