The day of fortune-telling for the dragon

Hua Jue didn't wake up smoothly this time, he was already weak, and after being drunk, he blew the wind in the courtyard, unfortunately, he contracted the cold and developed a fever.

Xuanlong stayed with him all day and night, and Hua Jue fed him food and water when he woke up.After Hua Jue woke up from the wine, she immediately protested: "Well, I can eat it by myself."

Xuanlong glanced at him: "You can also let me feed you, can't you? Since you can, then you can pamper me a little bit."

Hua Jue: "..."

Is this dragon acting coquettishly with him?

Hua Jue vaguely recalled the events of the past few days in a haze, and realized that after she had been molested by this dragon, she didn't dare to look at Xuanlong when she saw him again.

When Xuanlong was feeding him, he almost bit his own tongue, and his face was as red as a cherry on a tea table.Xuanlong knew that he was shy, but he didn't point it out. He just held the bowl solemnly, and pointed out: "This sea bass dish is specially prepared for you. You are so thin, you need to eat more meat. If you think If you are tired, here is a stewed vegetable soup with butter and fruit, which is added with almonds for flavor. You should also eat more rice, porridge will help you digest quickly, and drinking porridge all the time is not good for your health."

Hua Jue didn't go out these few days, and was fed a little fat by him. Although she was ill, her mental head seemed to be much better than before.Xuan Long was very satisfied, and he had corrected his attitude recently, and asked someone to let Hua Dabao come to visit him, along with the white-haired parrot.In the past, he regarded Hua Dabao as his rival in love, but now he tells himself that this will soon be his "brother-in-law". As for Sang Yi, he heard from the city lord of Jiangling that this young military division is still copying military regulations and has no time to go out.Once Xuanlong's obstacles in love were cleared away, he felt comfortable all over.

He told Hua Jue when he was awake: "I will take you back to Huanguan in a few days, and you can bring your own people with you. On the Double Ninth Festival, I will take you home."

Hua Jue asked Hua Dabao to follow her.It's just that the illness has not healed yet, but Xuanlong left home earlier than him, stayed up day and night, and returned to Pingshan again.It was rumored that during the construction of the palace, something was dug out when the construction started, which caused the progress to stop for a while. Everyone was asking, but no one knew what it was.The Sanqing Guoshi who was hiding behind the scenes never showed up, nor did he give an explanation.

Seeing that the Double Ninth Festival was approaching, Hua Jue and his party officially set off and returned to the Jiangling Music Square.First, he brought an unrelated person, and second, he planned to raise a bird in the house. He thought that the crime of fleeing before would be dealt with to death, but he found that the nuns were very polite to him. , and even asked him to recuperate from his illness, and he didn't need to see guests until the ninth day of September.

Hua Jue thought he was lucky, but Xiao Fenghuang wrote to him: "It should be that dragon who has made some connections and has already settled you down. Now that you are half the master of Ziyang Palace in the future, who would dare to marry you?" bully you?"

The little fat bird flew around the room randomly, and then ran around.Sometimes, Hua Jue could still hear the gossip it brought back: "I just went to the next room to take a peek for a while, and it turns out that the guy next door is wearing a waist every day, and his internal organs are about to burst. Now he is going to drink medicine to cure his illness. I won’t live long. Back then, everyone admired Chu Gong’s waist, but my waist was not as thin as his, and I envied him very much for being able to wear the feather coat that I couldn’t.”

"The guy downstairs is stabbing the villain! But it's okay, since you are now under the order of the Phoenix, these usual small troubles are not even small troubles, don't worry."

"And that nanny... Do you know what 'Friends of the Bronze Mirror' is? I saw two nanny that day..."

Little Phoenix writes hard every day, and writes many new things it thinks to Hua Jue, which are nothing more than some unseen or unseen stories in the Huanguan.

The little fat bird wrote: "You have to know that there are tigers, leopards and wolves around you, and they may harm you at any moment."

Hua Jue asked: "Then, is it possible that the people in Huanguan harmed you back then?"

The little fat bird shook its head, indicating that it didn't know either.

Hua Jue once asked if it cared so much about this place, whether it still had thoughts about this place.He remembered that when he first met Little Phoenix, the broken and deformed human figure also stopped in front of the tall buildings and mansions of Lefang, and did not go for a long time.

"Naturally I miss it. I spent my best years here." Little Phoenix sucked the crushed cherries that Hua Jue gave him, and finally showed him the paper seriously: "But what I like is The Jiangling of 20 years ago is not the one in the illusion now. Although there is no difference, you are not me, and that dragon is not my husband. The past can’t come back, and my vision has been lowered for a lifetime. Although I have done many wrong things, I still miss myself at that time. Do you understand this feeling? No one can deny a person's life, not even myself."

Hua Jue doesn't understand.But he thought about the grand scene of the year: one daughter, one day of Chongyang auction, the beloved one paid the highest price ever, and welcomed him into the mansion gracefully. The long-term dependence, the bewildered ending after throwing it away, can indeed be called infinite scenery.

He stroked Little Phoenix's fur: "Got it."

Hua Dabao lived next door to them, served tea and water every day, and turned a blind eye to all kinds of posing or pure and elegant people in the Huanguan.

Occasionally, Hua Jue would dress cooler, and Hua Dabao would come over to criticize him: "Brother! Don't be fooled by these people outside! They are all coquettish bitches!"

So Hua Jue put on her own clothes comfortably, and no longer dressed up by the servants in Huan Guan. She braided her own hair and tidied up the room as usual. Hua Jue dressed a bit more seductively, but was finally dismissed by Hua Jue.

During the period, several letters came from the palace, all of which were written by Xuanlong himself, to the effect that Chen said that he was too busy to come and see him, and actually missed him very much.Hua Jue accepted the bottom of the box, but didn't take it seriously.

The closer it is to Chongyang, the more excited the people in the hall will be.Every Chongyang Festival is the time when newcomers enter the museum and old ones leave. The old and the new alternate. Those who will not leave for the time being are worried whether there will be particularly eye-catching newcomers to steal the limelight in the future. Where to worry.Those who have passed seventeen in the restaurant will be counted as old people, and they are not as good as those tender and green children.

Hua Jue knew that Xuanlong would come to pick him up, but she wasn't worried about it at all.He had been lazy in the room for several days, and when he was about to continue being so lazy, he was dragged away by a young lady on the same floor, saying that it was something urgent.

"What's the matter?" Hua Jue has been here for so long, and only a few people are familiar with her.This young man is the same age as him, and the name of the card is Fengge. He has never been popular, but he can get by.Others are afraid and jealous of Fenghuang, but this person often invites Huajue to play cards.The fruits that Hua Jue fed to Xiao Fenghuang and the fruits from the sea market were also sent by this person.

Hua Jue was thinking about the favor of these fruits, so she left with him.Little Phoenix lay on Hua Jue's shoulder, passed all the way, and suddenly flew away. After a while, he brought a piece of paper to show him: "Oh, I forgot. The team went to fortune-telling."

Hua Jue asked: "Then shall I go too?"

Little Fenghuang was not good at writing, so he just arched him with his fat neck, signaling him to follow.

Feng Ge said: "Everyone is queuing up for fortune-telling today, and the people who come here are still the same batch of arithmetic swindlers a few years ago, who are not allowed at all. But I found another way, do you want to hear about it?"

Hua Jue was stunned: "Another door? You mean..."

Feng Ge lowered his voice, tugged at his sleeves, and whispered in his ear mysteriously: "I heard that His Majesty is going to build a residence palace in Jiangling and a reading warm pavilion for the future prince, so he specially sent a national teacher to come to survey Fengshui, you have you heard of it?"

Hua Jue thought for a while: "Taoist Sanqing?"

Sanqing?Isn't that eyebrowless?Hua Jue took it for granted, and suddenly felt that it was not mysterious, she only smiled and followed Feng Ge to quietly walk out of the gate, and waited downstairs.

According to Feng Ge, the hexagram of a national teacher is hard to find, but I never see outsiders, it is no easier than his famous daughter.Hua Jue thought that if she was idle, she was idle, and it was not easy to save her companion's face, so she waited with him.The two guards covered their heads and covered their faces, and only wore thin clothes, waiting downstairs, which became a scene.

When the time came, a dilapidated and narrow carriage passed by the back door, and a short man jumped out of it, his whole body was tightly wrapped, with only a pair of eyes exposed: "Is it Mr. Feng Huang and Feng Ge?"

"It's us." Feng Ge greeted him familiarly, and moved forward.Hua Jue looked at her for a long time, and the more she looked at her, the more she looked familiar, and she felt that the person in front of her was probably Wumei herself.

"Master Sanqing?" Hua Jue asked.

The dwarf spoke, and it really was the eyebrowless voice.He raised his mask, wrapped himself up tighter, and denied, "I'm not. Master Sanqing never sees outsiders, so I'll pass the message on his behalf."

Hua Jue was a little surprised: "Aren't you?"

Eyebrowless glanced at him suspiciously.Hua Jue had met him once before. Although she was wearing a mask, Wumei probably still had a little impression of his voice.The young man seemed to think his voice was familiar, and wanted to lean over to take a closer look at him, Hua Jue immediately shut his mouth, and the atmosphere turned cold for a moment.

Feng Ge saw that this situation was not right, so he smoothed things over by the side, and asked with a smile: "I'm so unworthy, I want to see the national teacher in this life, so as not to dirty the eyes of the adults, it's just this time to watch fate, what are we going to do?" What to do?"

Only then did Wumei come back to his senses.He was wearing a dirty gray robe. It seemed that the road was bumpy, and his manner was a little tired. He leaned on the railing of the carriage, groped in the carriage for a while, and finally managed to pull out a stack of creased paper. Article: "Both of you write down the horoscope of your birthday. After the Sanqing Guoshi has finished the calculation, I will copy the result into a letter and send it to you."

He looked down and found that he forgot to bring the pen this time, and bowed again: "I have to trouble the two of you to get the pen by yourself."

"It's okay, it's okay." Feng Ge was about to order the little boy to go up to get the pen, but Hua Jue stopped him, and took out the judge's pen from his sleeve: "I have it, so I'll use this one."

Feng Ge let out a "huh", said "good brother" and began to write carefully with a pen.Wumei watched from the side, and only slightly praised: "My lord, this jade pen is quite fine."

Hua Jue took a careful look at Wumei's expression, and seeing that he was calm and at ease, he was focused on waiting to collect the characters, and didn't pay much attention to the judge's pen, so he couldn't help being surprised again.

20 years later, Wumei can see that the thing in his hand is a judge's pen, but 20 years ago, he can't recognize it, but it seems that he is not good at learning, and he has not formally practiced metaphysical physiognomy; otherwise, with his attainments , will never ignore this fetish.Except for people like Hua Jue who walk wildly, they need a good master to lead them away if they want to mix well.

Hua Jue would not be surprised if he was by the side of the national teacher and taught by the national teacher.

When it was his turn to write, Hua Jue thought for a moment before writing.Feng Huang didn't tell him his birth date, so Hua Jue retold it according to the time and the fate that Feng Huang gave, pinched out about a moment, and wrote it down.Wumei didn't say much, quickly put away the things written by the two of them, and then hurried into the carriage.The dilapidated and muddy wheels creaked and drifted away slowly.

"Just wait at ease, it will take about three to five days." Feng Ge told Hua Jue, triumphantly said: "This kid is short of money, so he can make some small money with this. I heard that the money he gets is going around to buy medicine. Maybe there is someone in the family. Seriously ill. As long as you give enough money, he can ask the national teacher to tell your fortune... Don't let this matter out."

Hua Jue stopped in her tracks and asked, "Why does he have such a great ability? What if the national teacher doesn't want to? I think this child...is only twelve or thirteen years old."

Feng Ge lowered his voice and pointed to the top of his head: "Although it is said that he is a national teacher with infinite scenery, but once I met a servant from the capital who was drunk and told me that... although this national teacher was Your Majesty is very favored, but his temperament is simple and easy to deceive. He doesn't know much about these things in the imperial court, so it is inevitable that he will be used by people with intentions. Once he leaves Ziwei Terrace, he will still be regarded as a pawn with no power to restrain the chicken by others. How much autonomy can be expected from him?"

Hua Jue said with a sneer: "I won't let it go." But something seemed to be touched in the bottom of my heart, and a kind of uneasiness gradually arose.