Zhu Jianshen, the crown prince behind Leng Qiuhe, didn't want to wait here for a long time, and pulled Leng Qiuhe's clothes behind him, "Shaomin, can you believe the words of such a Jianghu warlock?"

As soon as the Xiangshi heard the prince's words, he was immediately unhappy, and said in a muffled voice, "This son, this is your mistake. The matter of the mandate of heaven has always been spiritual if you believe in it, and if you don't believe it, it will not work. Even if you don't believe it, don't prevent this son from discussing the number of lives with him, although this is a business under him. But surely what you are saying is not working, and how do you know that this little trick will not help you two if you don't give it a try?"

The crown prince Zhu Jianshen has never dealt with such a warlock, besides, people in this profession, whether they have real skills or chat with mixed rice, are all good at talking, and he suddenly made this scholar speechless. This is also true, when it comes to the number of destiny, who can say that it is really bluffing! In particular, there has always been no shortage of careerists in the royal family who believe in the destiny of heaven. It is said that the father also supported a mysterious Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, but he had not seen it.

Seeing that the prince no longer spoke, Leng Qiuhe smiled and said, "Sir, I am very strict with my friend's family education, and I have never been exposed to this kind of metaphysics. I hope you don't blame Mr.!"

Xiangshi smiled, "This is natural, I think this son also understands metaphysics." Then there will be no more detours in the next place, presumably Childe should know that people like me and others who make a living by fortune-telling, some things are also involuntary. ”

"Oh, I've never heard of this before, sir. "Leng Qiu River, the prince couldn't help but show a curious look when he heard this.

"It's not a secret, just like what this son said just now, the arithmetic of some charlatans is really flattering. But the reality is not what the world thinks. ”

"Oh, sir, you might as well go into more detail, and let me and the idlers open their eyes. Leng Qiuhe said thoughtfully.

The Xiangshi thought for a moment, as if thinking about it, before he spoke, "Well, since I am waiting to meet here, it must also be a kind of fate. I'll give these things to the two of you in the next place. In fact, today's warlocks can generally be divided into four types. First, there are people who don't know anything, and they just rely on a clever mouth to eat and drink; second, they are people who know a little bit about it, and their hexagram techniques are sometimes accurate and sometimes inaccurate, but it is generally difficult to measure the destiny of heaven; third, they are warlocks who are quite cultivated, and such people can measure the destiny of heaven relatively accurately; and finally, they are extremely thorough people who have studied this kind of technique, and this kind of person is already able to grasp the heavenly opportunities very accurately, but they do not often move around in the world. Xiangshi paused at this point, sighed and continued, "I guess the two of you have also heard that if a mortal casually divulges the secret of heaven, he will be punished by heaven. This is not a false statement, and those who have studied physiognomy know it, but some people are not even capable of being damned. Therefore, even if the last two kinds of people know the Mandate of Heaven, they don't dare to say it, and some people even deliberately tell the measured Mandate of Heaven in reverse, wrongly, and deliberately let go of the curse of Heaven, after all, if we don't open our mouths, it means that we have no food!" Speaking of this, Xiangshi smiled self-deprecatingly.

Leng Qiuhe and the others were still thinking about the meaning of Xiangshi's words, and Xiangshi spoke again, "Let's take it below, only three hexagrams will be divined in the next day, and only one hexagram will be accurate, and the other two hexagrams will either be inaccurate, biased, or the opposite." ”

When the prince heard this, he smiled and asked, "Listening to Mr., it seems that you are one of the latter two people, or are you originally the second type of person, and one of the trigrams is already good?"

Leng Qiuhe also had this thought, and couldn't help but look at Xiangshi. Who would have thought that Xiangshi would close his eyes and shake his fan and smile silently.

"I don't know if Mr. is full of trigrams today?" Leng Qiuhe asked.

"What a coincidence, it hasn't opened yet today. Xiangshi Zhan said with a smile, it seems that today's income is counting on the two in front of him.

"Then what is the general situation of the quasi-one of the three trigrams of the gentleman?" Leng Qiuhe asked again.

"Generally speaking, if you eat noodle soup at breakfast, then the third hexagram must be accurate, if you eat pancakes in the morning, the first hexagram will be accurate, and if you eat steamed buns or fritters at breakfast, the second hexagram will be accurate. Xiangshi shook his head and said the Tao.

"Ridiculous!" the prince was furious, and the man was obviously teasing the two.

"So, dare to ask Mr. whether it was noodle soup this morning, or pancakes, steamed buns, and fried dough sticks?" Leng Qiuhe was still asking.

"Childe asked why is this for? Could it be that you want to have breakfast tomorrow?" asked Xiangshi with a tilt of his head.

"Let's first determine the number of hexagrams your Excellency today, and then ask Mr. to count the three trigrams, and only recognize the correct hexagram. If it's true, I can't invite my husband to breakfast tomorrow. Leng Qiuhe replied with a smile.

"I'm really sorry, I have always had a bad habit of never giving the same person two trigrams in a day. There was cunning in Xiangshi's smile.

"You can wait under it. But first, please tell me what you ate this morning, and decide how many times you will count it. ”

"I'm sorry, because it didn't open yesterday, so I didn't have money for breakfast this morning. Xiangshi smiled and looked apologetic.

"You!" The prince was furious, this person actually toyed with the two of them three times and twice, and at this time, even Leng Qiuhe, who had always been mild-mannered, was so angry that his face changed, patted the case in front of him, and straightened up, "Since Your Excellency teased me, I still quit." But I believe that if Mr. is still so playful, I am afraid that he will not be able to eat a few breakfasts in a year!" After saying this, Leng Qiuhe walked away with the prince, leaving only the smiling Xiangshi guarding his hexagram stall.

Walking out of the distance, Leng Qiuhe raised his hand to open the folding fan in his hand, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, Prince Zhu Jianshen saw this and leaned over to take a look, and found that this was not the folding fan that Leng Qiuhe had held before, but it also looked familiar. took a closer look, and it turned out to be the fan in Xiangshi's hand just now, which seemed to have been replaced by Leng Qiuhe's unwittingly dropped the bag. In fact, along the way, the prince found that Leng Qiuhe's petty theft and practical skills are really a lot, and he has already sighed: He is worthy of being the first genius of the Ming Dynasty, today's literary champion, and the prince's young master Leng Qiuhe, who is really knowledgeable and talented!

But this time, Zhu Jianshen found that Leng Qiuhe was staring at this fan in a daze, and couldn't help but feel strange, pulled it over, and found that there was a poem on the back of this fan:

Jia Gongzi Zhuo Wangsun,

Go west, Mo Shen.

Huaiqian Liuxia store,

He asked Mo Qilip.

There are Yellow River carp,

The wine is the bottom of the pot spring.

Don't look back when you encounter something,

Look back and be scared.

"What kind of crooked poem is this?!" the prince was confused.

"This is not a crooked poem," Leng Qiuhe smiled and took the folding fan, "This is the real destiny!"

"Do you believe this?" the prince was dumbfounded, the dignified Ming Wen champion actually believed a crooked poem mentioned by a warlock who did not pass on the scriptures.

"This is the master's accurate hexagram today!" Leng Qiuhe said solemnly.

"That's how you believe that charlatan's words?"

"Brother Zhu doesn't believe it?" Leng Qiuhe smiled and unfolded the fan and sent it to the prince, "He made it clear in the first sentence that we both identities were identified!"

Zhu Jianshen looked down, and sure enough, the first sentence "Jia Gongzi, Zhuo Wangsun" really secretly understood his identity with Leng Qiuhe, it was obvious that "Zhuo Wangsun" referred to his crown prince Zhu Jianshen, and Leng Qiuhe would not bury the name of "Jia Gongzi".

"Could this person be one of those people?" the prince asked.

"No, he won't harm us!" Leng Qiuhe said with a swear.

"I can't say for sure," said the prince, "just listening to what he said just now, he doesn't look like a good person, let alone a good person!"

"In short, he didn't mean to harm us. Leng Qiuhe said with a smile.

"If he could really calculate the future, then he wouldn't give you the truth about this little thief who stole the fan. The prince smiled and joked Leng Qiuhe.

"This Brother Zhu doesn't know that this folding fan is specially prepared for us by the Xiangshi, and the poem mentioned above is also a proverb that has been prepared a long time ago. Leng Qiuhe smiled slightly, and said this sentence that surprised the prince.

"What? You know?"

"Of course, this person still has a relationship with Brother Zhu!" Leng Qiuhe said with a smile.

"I know, there are no people I know who are proficient in metaphysics!" the prince thought that Leng Qiuhe was joking with him again, and replied angrily.

"But he is indeed a master, you just met yesterday, and you may not know him yet. ”

"Who?"

"My brother. Leng Qiuhe said indifferently.

"What? is he Xiao Fei?!" exclaimed the prince.

"Shhh

"Is he really Xiao Fei?" the prince hurriedly whispered.

Leng Qiuhe nodded.