Chen Changsheng then asked again: "Chen remembers, weren't you guarding the White Pagoda before?" ”

The scholar said: "Now Xiaosheng is a staff member of the palace, doing things for His Royal Highness. ”

Chen Changsheng paused slightly after hearing this, he hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but glance at this scholar.

This scholar is so fearless, not afraid of this cause and effect, I think he has something to rely on.

As for what it was, Chen Changsheng didn't ask.

Instead, he changed his voice and asked: "It is said that Chen had a relationship with him in the palace back then, and after a long time, how is he now?" ”

After hearing this, the scholar said: "Your Highness is all right, Your Highness can have this day, and I have to thank Mr. for the cause and effect left back then." ”

"It was Chen's negligence at some point."

Chen Changsheng smiled, when the string music sacrificed himself to save Yan Ruchu, if it weren't for this, Yan Ruchu would have died in that fire.

But even if there is no Yan Ruchu, the rebel army will still appear.

Chen Changsheng said: "Actually, Chen admires your husband a little, and even counts such a thing." ”

The scholar shook his head and said bluntly: "Don't hide it from the immortal chief, in fact, Mr. didn't count that His Highness could survive. ”

Chen Changsheng asked, "Then why are only the children of the Yan family allowed in the picture scroll in the palace of King Yu?" ”

"Sir, it was true that there was a catastrophe in Dajing."

The scholar put down the teacup and said, "But in that catastrophe, Mr. calculated some variables, but those variables seemed to be blinded by heaven, so in the end, the subsequent calculations became a blur. ”

"Mr. was nostalgic for this world, so he left a painting here before leaving, if the big scene is really dead, and there is no bloodline to follow, then Xiaosheng should leave with the painting."

"I see......"

Chen Changsheng knew a rough idea in his heart, and it should be like this, if the monk can really calculate this Jiazi matter, then why do you need this heavenly way.

The scholar looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "Until His Highness entered Qingshan City, I also knew what happened from His Highness's dictation. ”

"The immortal chief should be a variable that the gentleman can't count."

After hearing this, Chen Changsheng said: "How can you see it? ”

The scholar said: "After Mr. left, Xiaosheng went through three trigrams for Dajing, one hexagram was before Beixiang raised troops, counting the fortune of Dajing Guoyun, but the result was a good omen." ”

"Then Beixiang raised troops, the border pass was defeated, and Xiaosheng had another hexagram, and the result was calculated, but it became a good luck and a bad thing."

"I went to Beixiang to break through the pass and enter, the hexagram of Xiaosheng's last hexagram has changed again, the big picture has gone, only the big murderer!"

The scholar looked at Chen Changsheng in front of him and said: "Don't hide it from the immortal, Xiao Sheng has never seen such a strange thing since he learned the way of divination with his husband, the hexagram is the destiny of heaven, and the destiny of the dynasty is not a joke, but the result of the hexagram is as uncertain as a person's face, and the rise and fall of the family and country seems to be only in one thought." ”

Chen Changsheng saw that the scholar was looking at him, he smiled and said, "Don't you think that Chen has such a great ability?" ”

The scholar said: "I just don't know what I think." ”

Chen Changsheng said: "Chen went to Beijing once, and he didn't do anything except meet some people. ”

The scholar pondered for a moment.

He didn't dare to make a mistake in front of Chen Changsheng.

He couldn't count what happened in the capital back then, so he had to learn a little from Yan Ruchu's mouth.

And among the many people Yan Ruchu said in his mouth, only this Mr. Tsing Yi is the most suspicious!

The scholar could only think of him.

The scholar pondered for a long time and said, "Xiao Sheng, can you borrow a piece of your belongings from the immortal chief." ”

Chen Changsheng shook his head after hearing this, but he didn't explain.

Seeing this, the scholar didn't dwell on it anymore.

He was really curious about the origin of this person, or whether it was that variable after all.

Chen Changsheng glanced at the sky and said, "Unfortunately, it's time for lunch at home, so Chen won't bother." ”

The scholar didn't keep it, but said, "I'll send the immortal." ”

"Don't bother."

After Chen Changsheng left the teahouse, he rushed home.

It is said that Yan Huanglou steamed some steamed buns today, all of which have a lot of meat.

As for the money to buy meat and noodles, it was naturally born by Chen Changsheng.

I was in a hurry to go back, but I was also afraid that Yan Huanglou would finish eating for him.

On top of the teahouse, the scholar watched Mr. Qingshan gradually move away.

His brow furrowed, and he always felt strange.

The......

I'm afraid it's not just a cultivator with a deep path.

If it is said that the original hexagram has nothing to do with this person, the scholar does not believe it.

Chenghuang stood aside and said, "Mr. Zhu, he's gone away." ”

"Hmm." The scholar came back to his senses, and after agreeing, he said, "You must remember not to disturb this gentleman. ”

"Mr. Bamboo, how dare the little god."

Chenghuang shook his head helplessly, he was afraid that he would not be able to see enough incense.

……

Chen Changsheng returned to the courtyard, and as soon as he entered the door, he smelled the smell of meat.

I followed the smell all the way into the kitchen.

I happened to see Yan Huanglou carefully holding a basket of steamed buns and placing them on the table.

"Huhuhu......"

Yan Huanglou blew his hand, and then heard a sound behind him.

"Chen came at the right time."

Yan Huanglou saw him and said, "You came here to smell it." ”

"Chen guessed that you would steal your mouth, so I came back to take a look."

"I, Yan Huanglou, am such a person?"

Saying that, Yan Huanglou snorted twice, and then called Chen Changsheng to come and sit down.

Twelve buns in one cage.

Yan Huanglou didn't care whether the bun was hot or not, he reached out and grabbed it, "I won't wait for you." ”

"Eat." Chen Changsheng said: "How long have you not been exposed to meat?" ”

Yan Huanglou didn't reply, just ate the bun by himself, and it burned his mouth in one bite, panting for breath.

It took a while to swallow the bun.

"Fragrant!!"

Yan Huanglou's eyes lit up, and he immediately devoured it.

Chen Changsheng shook his head, he tasted it, it tasted good.

"In my opinion, you can go and sell steamed buns tomorrow, and don't sell tea."

"Nope."

Yan Huanglou said: "Don't you know that in Qingshan City now, the blue sky and daytime that sell some food on the street will be robbed, and there are too many people who have no food to eat, and secondly, those officers and soldiers will often come to eat for nothing, and you don't dare to ask for his money, so you can earn a few pennies for tea." ”

Chen Changsheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it so serious?" ”

"Yes!"

Yan Huanglou said solemnly: "Wang Sanniang's man in the neighboring courtyard used to sell cooking cakes, his man was eaten white food for several days, and he couldn't bear it anymore and chased after him to ask for money, but the money didn't arrive, and he was beaten, and he went to the government to complain at noon, but as soon as he came back, he was killed at night, and Wang Sanniang became a widow." ”

Chen Changsheng frowned after hearing this, and said, "This group of people is so lawless? ”

Yan Huanglou shook his head and sighed, and said: "There are too many such things, and the government doesn't dare to care about these officers and soldiers, even if someone goes to sue, they will turn a blind eye layer by layer, after all, few of them have clean hands and feet." ”