First Secret Agent in History

The scumbag Jing Wubian is shouting every day to destroy Jing Zhongyue and regain the position of city lord. Of course, he wants to expand his power, and the recruitment order is still pending.

He is a scumbag, of course he can't recruit any talents, and those who seek refuge in Jing Wubian are cheaters, or use his prestige to pretend to be a jerk.

Who is Jing Boundless' favorite person? It's those strange people, if you can smash big stones in your chest, or pick up oil pans with your bare hands, you are guaranteed to be able to get food by his side.

And who is the best person around him? Warlocks of the Jianghu, those gods who proclaim lotus flowers on their tongues and claim to know the upper and lower worlds for five hundred years, are usually respected by him as honored guests.

So at this time, Jing Wubian was completely surrounded by some quack gods, and he was doing fortune-telling and casting spells there every day.

But this scumbag is indeed moody. He may treat you as a guest of honor one day, and throw him to the dogs the next day.

This child might have been born with a broken brain, and he is indeed a little neurotic.

Of course, Yun Zhonghe couldn't just send him to seek refuge in this way, that would be too unreserved, and Zhuge Liang still needs Liu Bei to visit the thatched cottage.

He needs to rise to prominence in the shortest possible time, become famous, become a god-man, and then be carried into the city lord's mansion by Jing Boundless in eight sedan chairs.

Yun Zhonghe said: "Master Xu, I need your support for this first step of my plan."

Xu Anting said: "Theoretically speaking, we need to report to Shangfeng to change the plan, but now the situation is special, so let's follow the authority for the time being."

Yun Zhonghe said: "In the next period of time, when I implement the plan, you don't have any contact with me, remember that any contact is not allowed. I must be alone and cannot be related to anyone, even if It's your Anting Inn that sells chickens."

Xu Anting thought for a while, then nodded.

Yun Zhonghe said: "Remember, even if I'm going to starve to death, freeze to death, or even be beaten to death, don't show up, let alone come to help me."

Xu Anting said: "Although this request is very strange, I will still satisfy you."

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The next day, Yun Zhonghe's first step plan officially started: Jiang Taigong went fishing, anyone who wished to take the bait!

In the most remote place in the streets and alleys of Cracking Wind City, a fortune-telling booth appeared.

The entire booth was very simple, with only a straw mat and a white cloth signboard, which read: The best fortune teller in the world, only one hexagram per day, ten taels of silver for each hexagram, if the calculation is not accurate, ten taels of silver will be posted upside down.

Yun Zhonghe pretended to be a physicist, sitting cross-legged on the straw mat with his eyes closed.

He did not choose a popular and busy city, but chose such a remote place that few people passed by for half a day.

And his appearance is not good. Other fortune tellers are all fairy-like, but he is sloppy, without the slightest temperament of a god, his hair and beard are messy, and the coarse clothes on his body are also torn. Covering her incomparably handsome face, she was a poor beggar.

For two full hours, only five people walked past his fortune-telling booth.

"This beggar must be crazy, he will starve to death sooner or later for ten taels of silver."

"Fortune-telling is not in a busy city, but in this place where dogs don't shit, my brain is flooded."

"I bet, within ten days this beggar will starve to death here."

A whole day passed, and Yun Zhonghe's fortune-telling stall was not in business.

Xu Anting once visited secretly, and then left quietly.

Because Yun Zhonghe said that for a long time to come, he could only go to Xu Anting, and Xu Anting could not go to him.

And Yun Zhonghe said very decisively, even if he looked like he was going to starve to death by the side of the road, absolutely leave him alone.

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The first day passed.

Only a dozen or so people passed Yun Zhonghe's fortune-telling booth, and they all predicted that he would starve to death in ten days.

As the sky was getting dark, another person appeared at Yun Zhonghe's booth and handed Yun Zhonghe a steamed bun.

What is the most important thing in life? Spine, do not eat the food that comes from the sigh.

Yun Zhonghe picked it up and ate it up, eating it cleanly. This is not pretending, but really hungry.

Today's fortune-telling business is so bad, and I didn't even get a single copper coin, so of course I can only starve.

"Brother, you can't do this." The beggar said: "Fortune-telling should be done in crowded places, and one hexagram can't exceed ten renminbi at most. You're losing your mind and going crazy with ten taels of silver for a hexagram." ?”

After Yun Zhonghe finished eating the man's buns, he just closed his eyes and meditated, ignoring him at all, with an air of aloofness.

The beggar said: "What should a fortune-telling business do? You should first show someone a fortune teller for free, and if you tell him that disaster will happen within a few days, he will ask you how to solve it. At this time, you can collect money."

Yun Zhonghe glanced at him, there are really good people everywhere, the game is free, the props charge money, and the advanced business philosophy of later generations is just like that from a beggar.

Yun Zhonghe said: "Since you understand this truth, why don't you go to fortune-telling, but beg?"

The beggar said: "Damn it, there are hundreds of fortune tellers under Fengqiao, the competition is too fierce. Besides, it's too tiring for fortune tellers to put on airs. It's better to be a beggar."

Yun Zhonghe glanced at the beggar, and sure enough, his face was full of greasy food.

The beggar said: "A big event is coming. The Southern Zhou Empire and the Daying Empire are fighting for the land of no man. In this magnificent era, it is a good opportunity for us beggars to show our ambitions."

Yun Zhonghe was stunned, didn't realize that such a beggar also has great ambitions? He couldn't help asking: "How to make a big picture?"

The beggar said: "The more chaotic the world is, the more weddings and funerals there will be. For red events, go to congratulate others, and for white events, go to mourn for others, and promise to eat delicious food and spicy food every day. Brother, quit this fortune-telling stall. If you have no future, follow me." Wouldn't it be nice to be a beggar?"

Well? ! Is this what you call a big picture?

"I won't go." Yun Zhonghe sneered and said, "The sparrow knows the ambition of the swan!"

The beggar sneered: "If you starve to death in the future, don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

On that day, Yun Zhonghe slept on the straw mat in the booth and slept on the street, fortunately the weather was not cold at this time.

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the next day!

Yun Zhonghe's fortune-telling booth still had no business at all, and no more than ten people passed by all day.

Desolate, desolate and miserable.

Another day without food.

In the evening, the beggar came again and handed Yun Zhonghe a big cake.

"Brother, fortune-telling really has no future, follow me to be a beggar." The beggar invited again.

Yun Zhonghe closed his eyes again and ignored him coldly.

The beggar sneered and said: "Then you will starve to death here. I got half a tael of silver today, so I went to play with women."

Then, he really took out a piece of broken silver from his bosom, threw it in his hand to play with, and walked towards the brothel.

At night, Yun Zhonghe slept on the street again.

Damn it, it's getting a bit cold, and it's a bit cold to lie on the straw mat and sleep.

The first step of Yun Zhonghe's plan was not going well, and there was even a risk of premature death.

But Xu Anting actually listened to Yun Zhonghe's words, and didn't come to see him, nor did he come to deliver food.

Day, people are going to starve to death.

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On the third day, Yun Zhonghe's fortune-telling booth was still empty, and he was so hungry that he was dizzy.

And the beggar didn't come today, so no one brought him food.

His image as an extraterrestrial expert is almost unbearable. Jiang Taigong is fishing, and those who wish to take the bait, is it possible that my hook is too straight?

Yun Zhonghe can read minds, and he can perform miracles as long as a customer comes to tell a fortune, shocking people's hearts.

In this way, if he spreads it to ten, ten to a hundred, his divine calculation will become famous in the whole city of Cracking Wind.

And Jing Wubian likes these gods and gods the most. When he sees such a genius, he doesn't need to be carried home in a sedan chair to plan his usurpation.

But there isn't even a single guest, it's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, she can't let someone pass by, so she can force someone to tell her fortune, right? This is too contemptuous and does not conform to his god-man style.

Seeing that the sun is about to set again, another day is about to pass. Now the night is getting colder and harder.

God, please send me a guest, any guest will do.

As if feeling Yun Zhonghe's prayer, when the sun was setting, his fortune-telling booth really patronized a customer.

This person was full of flesh and blood, fierce and domineering, followed by seven or eight people, each holding a knife. Yun Zhonghe could tell at a glance that this group of people should be hooligans, and the leader should be the leader of the hooligans.

The hooligan leader glanced at the signboard and said with a sneer, "A fortune teller, ten taels of silver? Are you crazy about money?"

Yun Zhonghe said indifferently: "I have already opened my eyes, and every hexagram I calculate is a leak of heaven's secret. I can only do one hexagram a day, and of course it is very expensive."

The hooligan leader said: "I am covering this street. You are here to tell your fortune. Have you paid the protection fee?"

Yun Zhonghe said: "No, and I don't plan to hand it over either."

The rogue leader sneered, "Do you know what the consequences are if you don't pay the protection fee?"

Yun Zhonghe said: "I don't know."

The hooligan leader said: "You got your legs broken, and you were thrown into the rubbish dump to die. I think you are penniless, and you must not be able to pay the protection fee, but the rules can't be broken. Come on, give me his stall." Yes, break his legs."

Immediately, a few hooligans rushed up, intending to smash down Yun Zhonghe's booth and break his legs.

Yun Zhonghe said: "This hero, how much is your protection fee?"

The gangster leader said: "Ten taels of silver a month."

It's really a lion's mouth, and a small business can't make more than ten taels of silver a month.

Yun Zhonghe said: "How about this? Let me do a fortune telling for you, it happens to be ten taels of silver, how about treating it as protection money?"

"Hahaha..." The hooligan leader laughed loudly and said, "You are a charlatan. I have seen eight thousand or eight hundred people, and dozens of people who broke their legs personally. I don't understand the routine. You lie It’s okay to lie to others, but trying to lie to me is really blind.”

Yun Zhonghe was overjoyed, it was finally about to open.

And the gangster leader in front of him is simply the best client, he can make a name for him, and all the gangsters in the entire Cracking Wind City can be regarded as boundless lackeys.

Next, it's time for him to perform miracles with the world's number one magician. He promises to make these hooligans in front of him bow down and worship him, and then help me make a name for myself.

Yun Zhonghe stroked his beard and said, "If I'm right, you just need to kowtow to me and shout, sir, I'm wrong. If I'm not right, even if I'm even a little bit wrong, you'll not only break my legs , How about breaking my hands too?"

The hooligan leader narrowed his eyes, looked at Yun Zhonghe and said: "Interesting, I want to see what tricks you, a charlatan, have. Brothers, push him to the ground, ready to break his legs and hands at any time. "

Immediately, several hooligans stepped forward and stretched Yun Zhonghe's limbs and pressed him to the ground. As long as an order is given, it will be broken with an iron rod immediately.

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