Liangchen and his second uncle agreed to meet in the afternoon, and nothing happened in the morning.

Ke Yinyue was in a hurry to go into the palace to serve Liu Shunmiao, so she left a key for Liangchen and told her to go out.

When I left, I looked at the good minister affectionately, like a beautiful wife.

Liangchen trembled and was a little uncomfortable. His relationship with Ke Yinyue was really hard to explain. It was stimulating, but it was also very dangerous.

If the two were in the countryside, once they were known, the pig cage would definitely be the burial place for Wei Liangchen to be the youngest child.

Fortunately, the sky was high and the emperor was far away, and Hou Baer returned to his hometown. No one knew what happened between him and Ke Yinyue. In addition, Ke Yinyue, the wife of Fengsheng, had a lot of "bad deeds", so the good minister was at ease and made a "investment" in advance.

It was also luck that I hit Hou Baer's unlucky guy without any hesitation, and then I caught such a big fish.

If it weren't for Hou Ba'er, how could the good minister have such a romantic encounter?

Things between men and women are sometimes very lingering, and sometimes that's the case.

It's too empty and lonely, and my husband can't do it. At the right time, a young man came to his home. He was in a fire and fire. How could that happen without water?

However, after sitting in the house for a while, Liangchen suddenly felt like he was being kept.

This feeling was very strong. After savoring the glance of Ke Yinyue before leaving, Liangchen shivered again, and two words subconsciously appeared in his mind - forbidden prickly.

Who is the prey?

With questions, Liangchen came to the street.

………

It’s okay for half a day in the morning, and I’m idle at home, so it’s better to go out and take a break.

The capital is very big, and the good ministers don’t know where to go. Anyway, they will run wherever they are prosperous.

Water flows to the lower part, people walk to the higher part.

In order to prevent getting lost, Liangchen carefully recorded the big and small streets he passed through, and also wrote down the prominent landmarks one by one.

After walking around, I unknowingly walked to Miaoying Temple in Fuchengmen area.

Miaoying Temple and Baita Temple not far away are famous temples in the capital. The incense is very popular, and pilgrims are coming and going to burn incense. There is a square in front of the temple, which is like a market, and everything is sold.

Liangchen wandered around aimlessly, and finally got tired of walking, so he found a corner with few people and sat down, crossed his legs, and looked at the life in front of him leisurely and leisurely.

After looking at it for a while, Liangchen's heart suddenly sank, and his legs crossed silently put down.

His mood became very bad because he thought about it thirty years later.

After a long time, Liangchen's eyes became clear again, and his gaze moved from afar to a near place.

There are two stalls about ten meters away from where he is, one is fortune teller and the other is writing letters on behalf of his family.

The fortune teller was an old man with a bunch of goatee beards, and he drank them from time to time. He looked very experienced and very well-informed.

The one who wrote the letter from home was a young man, wearing a Confucian robe, but there was a sense of resentment or coldness between his eyes and eyebrows.

In short, the impression of the good minister is not very good. Perhaps this is related to the unwillingness of young people. After all, it is not a happy thing to be a living by writing letters to others.

Liangchen glanced at these two people and did not pay much attention.

The fortune telling industry is the only one that has not been cut off for five thousand years, and it has been very long.

The profession of writing letters on behalf of others has disappeared in the previous life of Liangchen. Everyone knows literacy and has a developed society, how can this industry be passed on?

If you say fortune telling, Liangchen thinks he can do it, and if he wants to do it, he will definitely make a lot of money.

Because he will never tell fortunes to ordinary people. If he wants to calculate, he will calculate for the big guys he knows. With his understanding of the future, his fate will naturally be accurate.

However, I have to have a chance to do this. Sitting on the street, there is a big man who will come to tell fortunes. There is no limit on writing letters from home, but the investment is small, so the good ministers are too lazy to do it.

After sitting for a while, Liangchen decided to leave here and stalk to the area of ​​Kyoko Factory to see from afar what the high-ranking officials and nobles of the Ming Dynasty looked like.

If you are lucky, you might even meet a few "acquaintances". God gave you another chance and gave you a "amazing word". You might be able to turn over and turn yourself into the most awesome charlatan of the Ming Dynasty, and then cheat a lot of money to help your second uncle get in the palace.

This idea was good. Liangchen praised himself. After getting up, he was so meant to be misleading and slowly passed by the old fortune-telling stall.

He wanted to see if the other party would see him, and then he was shocked and said in a trembling voice, "This man only needs to be found in heaven, how many times can he hear on earth?"

Or he accidentally dropped the compass on the ground, and then his teeth trembled and could not speak for a long time. He would not tell fortunes for life. People asked him, but he answered, "The secret of heaven cannot be revealed, and the secret of heaven cannot be revealed!"

Unfortunately, this old man was not a god and had no reaction to Liangchen's experience. Liangchen was bored and deliberately stopped and coughed, which attracted the old man to look at him again.

When he saw this, the old man really responded. He called Liangchen and said, "Brother, I see that your Yin Tang is black. I'm afraid there will be a bloody disaster recently."

Um?

Play tricks for me?

Liangchen turned around and looked at the old man in a pretentious look of surprise: "Sir, don't scare me, I'm fine, how could there be any bloody disaster?"

The old man put on his beard and said solemnly: "I have been in Miaoying Temple for forty years, but I have never missed it. If you don't believe it, you'll go."

After hesitating, Liangchen finally approached the stall, sat down and said in fear: "I wonder what can I do to resolve this bloody disaster?"

"There is one way, but I'm afraid that the guy will not accept it." The old man looked like a master.

"Sir, please teach me!" Liangchen pretended to touch his pocket, "I wonder how much it costs?"

When the old man heard this, he waved his hand: "It's not a matter of money. I never ask for money to save people." He said he didn't want money, but his eyes were staring at Liangchen's pocket.

"No matter what, sir, must save me!"

Liangchen snorted secretly, unable to take out the hand that was put in his pocket, his eyes staring at the old man with a look of fear and fear on his face.

It’s strange that the old man waited for a while, but he didn’t feel disappointed when he didn’t see the money. Instead, he said slowly: “Actually, if you want to save yourself, there is only one way, but this method is harmful to you and cannot be easily done, so you should go.”

Liangchen hurriedly said, "Sir, don't worry, as long as this method can save me, I will do anything."

"well!"

The old man sighed, "Well, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. It is better to lose some foundation than losing your life... Brother, I will tell you this method to listen to. Whether you do it or not, and you will decide it yourself."

"Sir, please tell me!" Liangchen made a statement of scrutiny.

"This method," the old man paused and spit out four words: "Enter the palace with purity."

"Enter the palace with purity?" Liangchen did not carry it over in one breath.

The old man still said to himself: "I see that the young man should have great wealth in his destiny, but he must remove the six senses to act." After that, he looked at the good minister in a mysterious way.

This time it was Liangchen's turn to be stunned: Is this charlatan a real god or a fake god?

The old man was not surprised by this kind of gaze. He smiled slightly and took out a piece from under the stall and handed it to Liangchen, whispering: "If you are interested, this person can help you."

Liangchen took the film blankly and looked down. It clearly stated: "A hundred years of craftsmanship, Dongsi Hutong Xiaodao Liu."

"Hiss!"

Liangchen gasped and said in a silence: "How much kickback did Xiaodao Liu give you?"

“What is a kickback?”

The old man was stunned.

The good minister didn't answer him, so he raised his legs and left.

After he left, the young man next to the old man snorted and scolded the old man: "You are so careless, how can you cheat people for that little money?"

"It's all your business. You're not doing anything deceiving."

Old Man Hu ignored the young man. Seeing this, the young man was so angry that he couldn't do anything. He was so angry that he slapped the broken table in front of him. The pen, inkstone and paper were all shocked.

At this time, a middle-aged man rushed over and saw that the young man was really here. He couldn't help but be happy. He stepped forward and grabbed him and said, "Brother Wang, go quickly, go with me quickly. Eunuch Wang is willing to see you!"

"Ah? That's great!"
Chapter completed!