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Qingzhou is undoubtedly the most colorful place in Jiang Yangsheng's 16,000-mile journey with Lao Kong, and it is also a place that Jiang Yangsheng misses the most, not only because he became penniless like a beggar after going out of Qingzhou, but also because Jiang Yangsheng became a poor egg after walking out of Qingzhou, and there was nothing valuable on his body。

It is said that it is the most nostalgic place, it is nothing more than a delicacy that has not been eaten since childhood to the second son, called 'stir-fried shredded pork with pickles', no one may believe it, and this kind of farmhouse dishes that are difficult to get into the elegant hall will naturally not appear in the meals of Beilai Wangfu, so it is not uncommon for Jiang Yangsheng to have never eaten since he was a child, but it is precisely this kind of pickled fried meat that makes Jiang Yangsheng have an endless aftertaste, which is more addictive than those delicacies of the mountains and seas.

In the late autumn season, the entire streets of Qingzhou are depressed, the popularity is bleak, and even the originally lively streets seem a little deserted.

An old blind man sat leisurely on the cold street, the old blind man was almost old, but the whole person did not have a trace of the twilight taste of dying, except for the gray hair and the folds and markings on his face, he was articulate and articulated.

The old blind man has a very poor reputation for fortune-telling in ten miles and eight towns, almost all know that this is a bastard old man with a mouth full of carriages, the old man has a very strong ability to observe words and colors, as long as he talks to him a few words, he can estimate how bulging your pocket is, so he began to try to grab money from his hands, if he meets a woman with a weak and crisp voice, maybe the old man will be cheeky to touch the bones of others, no one in Qingzhou City will not find him to tell his fortune, looking for him to tell fortunes is nothing more than those situations, either promoted to make a fortune, or a catastrophe is coming, or there will be a disaster of blood and light, the results of those who come to him to tell fortunes can be imagined, but where in this world are so many natural and man-made disasters, the old blind man doesn't have a golden mouth, and the words he says are naturally not proverbs, let alone auspicious words, and over time the business will be cold.

The most talked-about thing is that a woman led her three-year-old son to come over to tell her fortune, the little baby kept silent, the old blind man was full of nonsense and said that your daughter will definitely marry into a big family in the future, the old blind man originally wanted to say a few auspicious words to please a festive, maybe the woman Taoist family will reward herself with a few more pieces of silver, but she doesn't know that the fart is patted on the horse's hooves, and the person is obviously a son but says that he will marry into a big family, and the shrew who is unforgiving has been scolded from morning to dark.

Notoriously in the local area without customers, many people gloated and waited to starve this old guy, but in a few years they did not see the old blind man starving to death, but the oily face was full of energy, and the whole person was alive and revealing a breath of rejuvenation and rejuvenation, people in the city can't deceive, the old blind man can deceive outsiders!

The old blind man's feet are not very good, and the good feet are taken advantage of by some young fortune tellers, and he is a dying old fortune teller who naturally can't grab the young man who is in the prime of life and wants to show his skills in the divination line.

There is a flag leaning down in front of him, on which is a sentence written by the old blind man, "Therefore, the old man passed on the fairy arts, and won the purple bucket through the stars", the handwriting was crooked, and the writer also intended to tease the old blind man.

In this kind of cold weather, the streets are sparsely populated, and the old blind man is listlessly leaning against the cold wall behind him and dozing off, and suddenly wakes up and feels that someone has come to his stall, and the old blind man quickly straightens his clothes and clears his throat.

"What do you want to count this distinguished guest?"

"Push numerology. ”

The old blind man pondered for a while, and then he said leisurely: "This... This is a bit time-consuming and laborious, the old man has to spend his own Shouyuan to calculate this gentleman, but the old man is now about to have little Shouyuan left, this gentleman, you see?"

Jiang Yangsheng glanced at the old blind man, and said in his heart that when he cheated back then, he said that he had little longevity, but he was stunned to live until now, thinking that the 'longevity is not much' in the mouth of this old man is a mantra.

Jiang Yangsheng said angrily: "If it doesn't work, I'll go to another stall." ”

When the old blind man heard this, he hurriedly got up and said: "I see that Mr. is also a straightforward and hearty person, so the old man will spell out the self-destructive longevity yuan for you to calculate, and please say the eight characters of the birthday." ”

The old guy was righteous, and he was carrying the bones of the fairy wind, and there was a serious meaning between his words.

Jiang Yangsheng said truthfully, and then sat on the bench opposite the old blind man and waited.

I saw the old blind man muttering to himself for a while, and then kept pretending to pinch his fingers and frown, and after a long time, he said: "Sir, this is a good numerology, learn and excel, think that Mr. will be rich and noble in the future, and now he may not meet the talent, and he will meet the noble person in the year of no accident, but there is a big catastrophe in his life, and it is impossible to avoid it, so he can only ask for more blessings." ”

Jiang Yangsheng smiled at the corner of his mouth, but he pretended to be excited and hurriedly said, "Please also ask the old gentleman to save me!"

The old blind man looked embarrassed, and said: "Originally, when I pushed numerology for Mr., the old man had already lost a lot of longevity, and now he is even more exhausted, and he has not lived for a few years. ”

"The old fairy must save me, money is not a problem. ”

Jiang Yangsheng said with a crying voice, but the corners of his mouth were teasing.

As soon as the old man heard the word money, he immediately cheered up, he really never thought that he was blowing a bunch of nonsense, and the people in front of him actually believed it, and they did this business 'three years without opening, opening for three years', there was a fledgling who had just stepped into the rivers and lakes was pit by the old blind man with some white flowers, and the old blind man's beard was almost cocked with the heavy silver of white flowers.

It's obviously a lie, but the old blind man is a serious deception.

Jiang Yangsheng is a master who is not bad for money when he is young, and his life is good, so he has developed a second son of arrogance, and he doesn't need to deliberately perform at all, and he is a stubborn arrogance to do it casually, and the old blind man can naturally detect Jiang Yangsheng's wealth and nobility that does not seem to be fake, and he is now talking to Jiang Yangsheng.

The old blind man fished in the deep water, thinking that this young man who took the bait by himself was a fat and beautiful master, and he secretly wondered in his heart how to phrase it to put a long line to catch a big fish, and then pit him hard and then told the old man to go home to spend his old age in peace.

He cleared his throat, then leaned back, leaned against the corner, put on a lazy look, and said: "As long as Mr. can avoid this inevitable catastrophe of fate, you can sing all the way, and the career will no longer be difficult. ”

The corners of Jiang Yangsheng's mouth hooked a hint of banter, and said in an exaggerated tone of gratitude: "You are really an old immortal, if I can become the second-grade minister of the court, when the time comes, I will invite the old immortal to go home and worship as the ancestor of the Three Qing Daoists." ”

The corners of the old blind man's mouth twitched, his snow-white beard was slightly upturned, and he didn't care about Jiang Yangsheng's sycophancy.

"The old man may not be able to wait for the day when you are promoted to the second rank of the master, if you give the numerology to the sky, it is estimated that the old man will report to the Netherworld at the end of this year. ”

Jiang Yangsheng took the opportunity to say: "Old immortal, you must live until that day, you are my great benefactor, and I will give you fragrant and spicy food when the time comes." There is no pathos in the tone, and it does not seem to be fake.

The old blind man rolled his eyes, he said it so bluntly, this stunned boy even understood the reason, how can there be a reason not to charge money in the fortune telling business! This kid spoke with a stupid air, like an elm pimple.

"Old blind man I just want to spend my old age in peace, people want to return to their roots when they are old, but unfortunately, I don't have much ability in this life, and I have no children and no daughters under my knees. ”

The old blind man sighed, then shook his head and said: "I came out to eat a mouthful of food, in this world, it is not easy for an individual to live, whether it is evil or good, whether it is loyalty or treachery, what he does is beneficial to himself, but looking at the entire history book, he is just a fame and fortune, after all, he can let others read and comment on the reasoning, how can he have the final say? ”

The old blind man leaned against the cold wall behind him, his white eyes were cloudy and unusually moist, and his face was full of gloom.

When people are old, the first half of their lives accumulate good deeds and virtues, and the second half of their lives will suffer less sins, the first half of their lives will do more evil deeds and debts, and the second half of their lives will suffer more living sins, which people are not like this, literati bury themselves in the sea of books, nothing more than want to take the opportunity to enter the official career, continue to study and operate, want to achieve fame and fortune, let yourself suffer less crimes, military generals kill the enemy at the border, nothing more than want to exchange military merits for high-ranking officials and then worry-free in this life, but how many people in the world get their wish? Scholars have no merit in their lives, and they have become old showmen, and the soldiers want to make meritorious contributions but die on the battlefield and no one cares, read the sages and sages and read the old and dead Xiucai lifters, and the soldiers who died on the battlefield with horse leather shrouds, which one will remain in history for centuries?

Although I know that there are not many people who can go down this road, there are still countless students in the huge Zhou Dynasty who have studied hard for decades, vowing to read poetry and books to sell emperors, and there are countless generals who have died on the battlefield after hanging their heads on the battlefield.

Life is just a moment, compared to the panic history books, it is just Sumeru mustard seeds.

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