The day of fortune-telling for the dragon

Before Hua Jue could make a sound, Xuan Long had already left.The huge group of people was like water that was just about to boil, and after a while of noise, it immediately fell silent.

Xiao Fenghuang listened to the whole process from the side, and danced around many times in anger, while Hua Dabao simply found an old horse from the stable: "Brother, I'll go and explain it to the lord."

Hua Jue said, "Forget it...forget it. I'll tell him next time he comes back, and I'm not in a hurry."

He got up to pack his things, and ordered his servants to move the bed, quilt and clothes to Yousi Zhai, just as a change of place.The facts this time caught people off guard, Hua Jue couldn't help but smiled wryly, she thought it would be a reunion where she opened her mouth, but it ended with such a result.

There must be some sadness, but in the eyes of Mr. Hua Xiao, everything that can be resolved through communication is not a big deal.After packing up his things, he felt that he wanted to sleep again, and he couldn't sleep warmly in the drowsy time. Then he remembered that there was no fireplace in this room, and he forgot to burn the charcoal fire.This place of past thoughts is cold in winter and hot in summer, with a few empty rock walls that have never been repaired.

This place used to be the place where the royal family detained felons and captured prisoners, and several people died.Hua Jue didn't know about these things, she just had several nightmares while she was in a daze, and when she woke up, she felt that the surroundings were full of ghosts, and if she looked carefully, there were still dead spirits lingering outside the door.Little Phoenix crouched beside his pillow, his feathers bursting out, staring at them angrily.

Hua Jue hurriedly got up and touched the brush, drew the ground as a boundary, enclosed herself and Little Phoenix in the boundary where no outside objects could invade, and then fell asleep peacefully.After tonight, he started to have a fever again, the temperature was not too high, but it was so hot that the skin on his mouth was peeling and blurred.Hua Dabao went after Xuanlong's army, Hua Jue couldn't find anyone to talk to, and was extremely lonely.Little Phoenix wrote him one long letter after another, but Hua Jue also started to see things blurry, and could only pat its head each time.

One day Hua Jue woke up for a while, saw Little Phoenix squatting in front of him, called out "Hua Jue", and then called out "Jiaofeng".Hua Jue thought she had heard it wrong, but Xiao Fenghuang tilted her head again, called out his name, and said "sarcasm", with a little hope and joy in her tone, waiting to see if he could cheer up a little.

It always called it that way, putting the names of two people together made Hua Jue feel a little depressed, so she couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Fenghuang wrote: "I think I'm about to remember, and I have learned more and more words recently, maybe I can talk to you directly in the near future."

"Okay." Hua Jue said, "I'll wait."

The servants were anxious to death, Hua Jue would sleep for a day or two, and when she woke up, she would look sleepy, and she wouldn't drink water.Hua Jue saw that the old boss was so worried that his beard was turning white, so he managed to pull himself together: "I want to drink porridge."

The kitchen staff hurriedly cooked up 28 different types of porridge, ranging from meat to vegetarian, fish porridge, shrimp porridge, and assorted sweet porridge.Hua Jue was taken aback by this battle, felt very fresh, and happily took a spoonful of everything and put it into her mouth. After eating half of it, she couldn't eat anymore.

The person in charge saw that he was very energetic, and he knew that the prince came back and left in a hurry a while ago, the pair might have gotten into an awkward situation, and they wanted to ask but dared not, so they dawdled for a long time before asking: "Young man? , still... send a letter to the prince?"

Hua Jue thought about it, but she didn't bother about it: "You pass it on? I have nothing to say."

He really has nothing to say, he can't pretend that he is particularly miserable, and just wait for Xuanlong to come back to act like a good boy?Hua Jue thought for a while that the scene should be quite interesting, but she still thought about when Xuanlong would come back and waited so that she could speak clearly.The servants pondered his thoughts, but thought he was really eating, and looked at him with more and more distressed eyes.

The old boss thought he had a solution, so he asked the accountant in the house to let go of spending money to buy medicines, and even sent someone to find the young city master of Jiangling, and wanted to ask the prince about when he would be back.

Xie Ran said: "My lord is at the border of Liuzhao. There have been frequent wars recently. The little fifth lord is in command and dispatched troops. The soldiers in his hands are of the same line as the lord's. He will not come back until the battle is over. I estimate...about a month."

The military adviser next to him brought a cup of tea and interjected, "No, half a month. After half a month, it will be the flood season of Liuzhao. They can't fight into the city. When the mountain torrents come, they will withdraw regardless of whether they win or lose."

Sang Yi threw a dried date into the teacup, looked down at it floating in the green tea water: "Is that little boy sick? I'll go see him some other day."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was knocked down by the Young City Lord next to him.Xie Ran turned to look at him: "Now I'm the concubine, don't think about other people's ideas."

Sang Yi muttered: "I'll just take a look."

The manager listened with trepidation from the side, not daring to question the authority of the two, and told Hua Jue after returning that Xuanlong would be back in "between half a month and a month."

Hua Jue thought they were coaxing him, but didn't take it seriously, she would just laze on the bed every day, eat when she woke up, read the comic book, and fall asleep after reading it.

It's just that more than ten days have passed, and he hasn't finished reading a single book, but the servants are horrified to find that the time their playboy fell asleep this time has set a record, and he hasn't woken up for two days and two nights. up.

The last doctor checked Hua Jue's pulse, shook his head and said, "Young master's illness, I really can't find out the cause. Such symptoms are like congenital deficiency. There is a child in the west of the city who was born a few years ago. The symptoms are similar to your son's. It is from the mother's womb. Falling sickness. But Playboy has been here for so many years, how could he make a child sick?"

The people in the mansion sent the doctor out, only to hear one sentence: "Probably...you can prepare for the funeral."

The face in charge immediately turned pale.

Lang Zhong sighed: "It's a pity, such a young and handsome young master." He didn't take a few steps, but he was stopped by a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy.

That child was very strange. He had an immature and pretty face, but his eyes were stern and mature, like a sawtooth flower with thin vines slowly climbing out of a high wall.What's even more strange is that he was wearing a Taoist robe.The child's voice was so low that it was almost impossible to hear what he said: "What's wrong with him?"

The doctor asked, "Who?"

"The person you saw the doctor." The child seemed impatient, and threw something into the doctor's arms.The doctor touched it and saw that it was a piece of pure gold.

"My medical skills are shallow, so I can only say that your son's illness is similar to a disease of insufficiency." Lang Zhong said exactly what he had just said to the head of the mansion, but he didn't expect the child to ask him again: "Then what you said about the west of the city?" That child has deficient symptoms, can it be confirmed that it is consistent with his symptoms?"

The doctor has a good temper and doesn't care about him: "It's roughly the same, but the age difference between the two patients is too big, so there is nothing to compare. The boy in the family is only four years old, and I guess he won't be able to survive this winter."

"Okay, thank you." Wumei turned around to leave, but Lang Zhong reached out to pat him, put the piece of pure gold back in his hand, and left on his own.Wumei froze for a moment, looked back, and then ran towards the west of the city.

He can't enter the palace, but ordinary small households can still visit.Wumei thinks simply, at least he knows what the symptoms look like, so he can go back and tell Sanqing.The person Sanqing valued fell seriously ill overnight, and he couldn't figure out what was abnormal about Hua Jue.

Not to mention, he hasn't seen Hua Jue's face until now, and he doesn't know anything about his face or temperament.

Wumei just asked the address of the doctor's family, only to get a vague reminder of "by the river bridge".Seeing that it was still early in the sky, he still had time to search from house to house, so he went to inquire a little.It happened that he ran into some chattering aunts, and Wumei pretended to be obedient, and asked sincerely: "Excuse me, has any of the neighbors in the neighborhood given birth to a child with a weak disease in recent years? There is a little brother in my family who has The same disease, I heard from the doctor, I want to ask for a prescription."

The aunts and aunts saw that the child was dressed in shabby clothes and looked malnourished. When they felt sympathy, they immediately said everything: "Oh, how did this happen? You are talking about the Li family." , it’s under the abductor of the old city wall, you’ll know it when you go there.”

Another one continued: "It's useful. At that time, the Li family's child was also a weakling. He kept calling out that there were ghosts and ghosts all day long, which made it difficult for us to sleep in this area. It's just that their family got some medicine recently. The child's illness Unexpectedly, he was healed by accident, and now he can go to the ground!"

Wumei thanked him, and walked to the place the women mentioned to him.There was only one house at the corner of the old city wall, and he found it easily.

But he didn't get close, just glanced at it from a distance.Without brows and sharp eyes, he saw the courtyard door was wide open from afar, and there was a child bouncing inside, in good spirits, and he didn't look like someone who had been seriously ill.

Is it so good?

Wumei took a few steps forward, saw the child's face clearly, and then left.He silently recited the family's last name in his heart: "Li..."

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, his face darkened, he hurriedly rented a carriage and rushed to Pingshan.

Sanqing is making tea.When Wumei stepped into the tent door, she noticed that there had been some changes in the surrounding furnishings. Sanqing packed up all the things and put them in the box, throwing away all the useless sundries. Habit.

"Why are you back? Didn't I ask you to help me follow that little girl named Feng Huang?"

Wumei said: "What I want to talk about is about this person." He took the tea that Sanqing handed him, put it aside after warming his hand for a while, and asked seriously: "The last time I earned their money I didn't take a closer look at the hundred gold, what was the original name of the person you asked me to check?"

"He didn't write it down. Let's look at the eight characters. What we see is his current name, which is his name in the Huanguan." Sanqing said, "If you want to know his original name, I will do the math for you. That's right."

Wumei handed him the hexagram, her expression unchanged: "You count."

Sanqing held the copper coin and threw it out. He lowered his head and glanced casually: "The surname is either Li or Liu. His family should live in the west, with mountains and rivers... Let me see, um, there is a wall behind it. The wall...then The side should be the old city wall built in the past in Jiangling City, if you want to know his original name, just ask someone to find out where he lives."

"There's no need to check, I've been there, and the family's surname is indeed Li." Wumei frowned, "In this way, Fenghuang should be surnamed Li, and there is a younger brother who is three or four years old at home. The debilitating disease has only been cured recently. Coincidentally, Feng Huang himself is also seriously ill, and it is said that the symptoms are similar to those of his younger brother."

Sanqing immediately became interested: "Symptoms are the same? Are these two brothers sick from their mother's womb?"

Wumei shook his head: "This is the reason I came to you. I have seen his younger brother. He is thin and has a very strange face. The atrium is narrow and his eyes dodge without light, but Yintang is flushed red, with browbones and eye tails. The appearance of wealth and honor. This is the appearance of a sudden change of luck after being sick and lonely."

Sanqing smiled: "Is his younger brother good-looking?"

Wumei shook his head: "Three or four years old, how can I tell anything, such a child who is so thin that only bones are left."

San Qing fell silent.After a while, he fiddled with the three Liuyao coins on the table: "The appearance of time and fortune... This is not something that everyone can have."

He thought for a moment in silence, then suddenly said: "Go down the mountain and look at that person for me, I'll think about it."

Wumei stood up and nodded in agreement.Before leaving, he pointed to several mahogany boxes neatly piled up in the corner of the tent: "Are you cleaning? I can't see that you still have the strength to do this kind of thing."

"It's time to move." Sanqing stood up to see him off, "Before the ninth day of junior high school, remember to come back, we will move to another place, because a very important person is coming to Jiangling, we have to go to meet him he."

Wumei was stunned: "Who?"

San Qing said lightly, "Your Majesty the Emperor."