Marchioness Brothel

When Wu Chunfeng saw Jiang Xiaolou, he looked like a ghost, and said in horror: "Didn't I already say that I won't go to Xie's house again? The debts of the two of us are cleared. If you are rude again, don't blame me—"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Xiaolou smiled and said, "Today I just came to ask the chief of the road for help. There is no other meaning. Don't get me wrong."

Wu Chunfeng frowned, staring at Jiang Xiaolou suspiciously: "Help, you ask me to help? Could it be that I heard it wrong?"

The smile on Jiang Xiaolou's surface became thicker: "Naturally not." She clapped her palms, and several servants outside brought in two heavy red boxes. The lid of the box opened and Xiaodie instructed them to take out all the gifts one by one. Slowly, Wu Chunfeng's face changed. He saw ten gold ingots, twenty silver ingots, a pair of jade pillows, two sets of jade ruyi, four boxes of precious fragrances, four strings of jade beads, ten brocades, snuff bottles , Walking sticks, calligraphy, pearls, his eyes widened and widened: "Miss Jiang, what do you need me to do, you are willing to make such a big handwriting."

Jiang Xiaolou smiled slightly: "Please wait and walk away, so I can talk easily."

Wu Chunfeng stared at Jiang Xiaolou for a while, struggling fiercely in his heart. In fact, he could shut the other out because this woman is too powerful. Dealing with her is equivalent to hanging his neck on the waistband. He hasn't been like that. Courage, but... his eyes turned to two heavy boxes, so many gold and silver jewelry, if he can do things for Jiang Xiaolou, these things belong to him! After all, he did not resist the temptation of Treasure, so he nodded and ordered the two disciples who had been in the hall to say: "You go out first. I have something to discuss with this lady."

Jiang Xiaolou also waved his hand, instructing everyone except Xiaodie to withdraw.

Wu Chunfeng's eyes were like hooks, but his tone was still three-point vigilant: "What is it going to do?"

Jiang Xiaolou smiled like water: "This matter is of great importance. Those who succeed need courage and courage, and take great risks, so ordinary people will never participate. If the Daoist dare not answer, then I will find someone else. ."

Wu Chunfeng raised his brows and smiled and said: "Since I am doing this business, I am naturally prepared for everything. Anything that kills demons, judges feng shui, and relieves people from disasters is my ability. Tell me. , There is nothing I dare not take."

Jiang Xiaolou knew that Wu Chunfeng was a big liar but still approached him, proving that what she wanted to do was also a trap. Wu Chunfeng is not a stupid person, he is not afraid of what Jiang Xiaolou will do to him if he uses this handle. As long as there is money to make, he is not afraid of anything.

Sure enough, I heard Jiang Xiaolou said: "Wu Daochang helps people watch Feng Shui, have you ever heard of Qin Mansion?"

Wu Chunfeng frowned: "The Qin Mansion? Are you talking about the Qin family who left Tanhua Lang?"

Jiang Xiaolou nodded: "This is the only one in the capital, and there is no semicolon."

Wu Chunfeng triumphantly: "Their family can be regarded as my regular customers, especially the old man Qin is very superstitious, and often ask me to judge good or bad for him, but-how do you know about this?"

Jiang Xiaolou smiled softly and pleasantly: "The capital is so big, a truly famous Taoist priest can count it with ten fingers. In the past, Master Qin trusted Xu Daochang of Jingyuguan in the suburbs of Beijing, but after Xu Daochang ascended to the sky three years ago, Master Qin began to look around for new sustenance. Later, after being introduced, Mr. Wu became his guest, and often looked at good and bad for him. This news is not a secret, why can't I know? According to your level It is more than enough to deceive ordinary wealthy households. In addition to the Qin family, there are dozens of households that have regular contacts with you. Do you need me to register one by one?"

Wu Chunfeng stared at Jiang Xiaolou, a deep vigilance flashed in his eyes. I have seen Feng Shui for countless noble houses, not just a family in the Qin Mansion. Why did Jiang Xiaolou mentioned Master Qin alone? Could it be that what she was going to do was related to the Qin Mansion. The Qin family is regarded as the upstart in the rise of the capital, and Qin Si approached the prince again. Normally, he can't easily offend him. This is extraordinary... He murmured, "What do you want me to do, tell the truth."

The corner of Jiang Xiaolou's mouth curled up: "It's nothing, it's just a handy effort. It just depends on whether you are willing to do it for me."

Wu Chunfeng looked at the two boxes of gifts and hesitated: "I only help people and never harm others. If it is something that hurts the world and reason, don't ask me. I will never do it for you!"

Xiaodie snorted and mocked: "What a liar does so noble."

Wu Chunfeng's eyebrows glared, and he stood up suddenly: "Where do you have an attitude of asking others, I can't help you, please be smart!" He said he was about to leave.

"Five hundred taels." Jiang Xiaolou held up the tea cup, lowered his eyes, and said leisurely.

Wu Chunfeng snorted and kept walking.

"One thousand taels." Jiang Xiaolou gently scraped the tea lid twice to remove the tea foam.

Wu Chunfeng's back trembled, and his pace slowed down involuntarily.

"Three thousand taels." Jiang Xiaolou took a sip and finally quoted.

A word hit Wu Chunfeng's heel, making a sound! He turned around abruptly and immediately said: "This is what you said, three thousand two cents is a lot! As long as you give this number, no matter what you ask me to do, I will do what you want."

Jiang Xiaolou slowly smiled: "The Taoist leader is really immortal, extraordinary."

Wu Chunfeng waved his hand: "Don't ridicule me. Money can make ghosts grind. I can only drink northwest wind if I have a fairy style. My Taoist temple and those disciples will always maintain. Now that the price has been negotiated, you You might as well tell the matter, and I will discuss it for you."

Jiang Xiaolou threw a book from his sleeve and threw it in front of him.

Wu Chunfeng looked at it, and couldn't help but sink his face: "What does this mean?"

Jiang Xiaolou smiled like a flower, and his eyes were sharp: "Wu Daochang, you have to read carefully. This book is a book written by a great teacher next to the emperor of the previous dynasty. If you can't read this book thoroughly, it will soon It will be dismantled. Don't say you can't get three thousand taels. You may lose your life."

Wu Chunfeng stepped forward, flipped through his hands, and sneered: "I think there is something strange, but it's just some face-to-face tricks. I have learned all these tricks ten years ago."

Jiang Xiaolou had long guessed that he would say this, but quietly said: "True is also false and false is true. Inaction is where there is nothing. True is false, and false is true; true is false, and false is true. True. Since you are a liar, you naturally have the ability to turn falsehood into truth. If you only rely on that little family background, you don’t know real fortune-telling and you are not good at flexibility, and you will die if you meet someone who knows how to do it. awful."

After hearing this, Wu Chunfeng's expression became solemn, but he still couldn't defend himself: "Don't worry about this, I won't be easily seen through by others."

Jiang Xiaolou sneered: "The person I asked you to deceive is not an ordinary person. He has outstanding literary talent and upright temperament. He is a leading Chinese literary world and a model of Qinggui. If you are exposed in front of him, you will even connect me. I can't save you, wait for the dead body."

Wu Chunfeng's face became increasingly ugly: "Who are you talking about?"

Jiang Xiaolou looked at him straight, his dark eyes were bottomless: "Old Yang Ge."

Wu Chunfeng sat back on the chair, his knees trembling involuntarily: "Are you crazy or not? You know how old-fashioned the old man Yang Ge is, how can he believe these fortune-telling techniques! You... Tell me to die!"

Jiang Xiaolou's expression is normal: "It depends on your ability. If you still say something like before, this person has a good nose, high and straight, and that person has good eyes, red and phoenix eyes, and a high nose. It is the life of the rich and the noble... It seems that if you say these things, once you say it, Mr. Yang will be dismantled on the spot. This set of things should be put away.

Wu Chunfeng was sweating coldly. The fortune-telling skills he said were not entirely deceived. A set of face-to-face methods was passed down from his master generation. Jiang Xiaolou's fate was a lone star of the gods, and it was true. Nothing, he would not be wrong anyway, other people's fate was normal, and he could only use something universally applicable, carefully using everyone's psychology. But relying on these alone, if you want to win the trust of Yang Ge, unless it is raining red.

Seeing him in a cold sweat, Jiang Xiaolou smiled and said: "Da Guo Shi is a real master of physiognomy. He does not look at the appearance and bones of people. He only looks at the spirit and spirit of people. As long as people pass by him, it will be good or bad. He knows the life of misfortune and good fortune. Legend has it that the previous emperor brought three people to show him. He only looked at him and said to the emperor that the one on the left is not useful, the one in the middle is not available, and the one on the right can be used. Re-use. Later, the emperor appointed officials according to his judgment, and slowly discovered that the person on the right became the pillar of the country, and the person on the left was conscientious but lacking resourcefulness and could not be used as a big use. As for the person in the middle... The real treacherous villains, all day long, they only know that they can go up in the camp, and they don’t care about everything else. The great master can only make such a conclusion based on their standing and eyes, and it is also very accurate. A talent like him is truly deceived to the extreme. Do you understand what I mean?"

Wu Chunfeng has some doubts: "Why do you assert that he is cheating?"

Jiang Xiaolou explained: "A person's personality can change at any time. The Great Master only made basic judgments based on the appearance of the three people after gaining the emperor's trust. What he said remained in the emperor's heart. I am deeply impressed. No matter how they act in the future, the emperor will have subjective thoughts. Wrong or right, in fact, most of the time is between people’s thoughts. The emperor has recognized your loyalty and rank. Impressions cannot be changed. As a result, the original treacherous ministers will also become loyal ministers, and the original loyal ministers will always do some seemingly unruly actions. People like Da Guo Shi are the real experts. , To deceive a master, he is not deceiving people, but the heart. This book is his experience, if you can understand it, let alone Yang Ge, even your Majesty may not be able to go."

Wu Chunfeng disagrees: "Your Majesty? You really dare to think about it! I don't have the ambitions of yours. I just hope to earn some money and live my life safely! No, I can't take this round. You can find someone else! I just assume that you haven't been here today, and I haven't heard anything!"

Jiang Xiaolou just looked at him and smiled: "Since I have agreed, I should do it to the end. Of course I can go find someone else. As for you--" He said he intentionally stopped.

Wu Chunfeng was shocked. He knew that Jiang Xiaolou did what he said, and he was very likely to worry that he would leak the secret and eventually kill him. The woman's mind is so vicious, he is still careful. Thinking left and right, he had to nod his head and said: "Do you really have such a certainty?"

Jiang Xiaolou said: "If I'm not sure, how could I take the risk easily. Daoist, you give up lightly, don't you want those three thousand taels?"

Wu Chunfeng's face turned blue and white, and his breathing became heavy. After thinking for a long time, he made up his mind: "Okay, according to what you said, I will memorize this book firmly and apply it carefully, and I will never make a mistake. ."

Jiang Xiaolou stood up gracefully with a satisfied smile: "Not much time for you, only three days."

Wu Chunfeng was dumbfounded: "Such a thick book only gives me three days?"

Jiang Xiaolou sighed and said, "If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent. As long as the Taoist remembers this sentence, there will be no disadvantage." After speaking, she went straight out. Wu Chunfeng said loudly behind her: "You stop and speak clearly!"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaolou just turned his head and smiled gently: "Dao Master, I will see your results in three days."

After Jiang Xiaolou left, Wu Chunfeng suddenly covered his head, and said in pain: "I knew I shouldn't be so greedy. This time I got on the thief ship, I'm afraid I can't get off!"

Jiang Xiaolou got into the carriage, Xiaodie was puzzled: "Miss, why are you looking for Wu Chunfeng to lie to Yang Ge?"

Just relying on cockfighting and peace day operations, Jiang Xiaolou has completely held Yang Ge Lao in the palm of her hand. If she wants to provoke the relationship between Yang Ge Lao and Qin Si, she only needs to show her past and tell her the truth. Elder Ge is very likely to take the initiative to help. Jiang Xiaolou's expression was cold: "For no reason, even if Yang Ge was willing to intervene, he would just reluctantly do it. Qin Si is his student. He is already partial. If not, he would have helped him as early as the Guose Tianxiang Building. ."

Xiaodie scratched his head, his expression became more confused, and he muttered: "But that Qin Si is now an official, not the merchant in the past. It's not that easy if you want to pull him down."

Jiang Xiaolou glanced at the crowded street, his expression tending to be calm: "A person's shortcomings are like the tail of a monkey. When he is on the ground, the tail is invisible. You will not notice until he climbs up the tree. He has a red **** and a long tail. He looks ridiculous. The higher he climbs, the clearer he sees, the more people laugh."

Jiang Xiaolou’s words are not difficult to understand. The higher Qin Si climbs, his shortcomings will be exposed in broad daylight. As long as he finds enough reasons, it is not as difficult as he imagined to pull him down, Xiaodie seems to understand Nodded non-understandably.

Three days later, Jiang Xiaolou personally asked Wu Chunfeng, and he nodded in satisfaction when he saw that he had a good answer.

Wu Chunfeng said: "Now I want to come to the door immediately?"

Jiang Xiaolou laughed: "No, we need to wait for a favorable opportunity."

"When will you wait?"

"Wait until God looks at his face." Jiang Xiaolou smiled mysteriously.

Seven days later, a heavy rain suddenly fell in the capital. The rain was so heavy that it wiped out many houses in surrounding towns. The imperial court hastily decreed to appease and rebuild.

Hearing the news, Jiang Xiaolou deliberately came to the door with a gift. As soon as he entered the hall, he saw the dignified Madam Yang sitting with a sad face. Hearing the maid said that Jiang Xiaolou was coming, Madam Yang looked at Jiang Xiaolou and reluctantly smiled and said, "It turns out to be Xiaolou, come in and sit."

Yang Ge is strict in self-discipline and leads a very frugal life. As a heavy court minister, he is not open to cover, he does not prepare ice in summer, wear fur in winter, and do not undress in bed to handle official duties at any time. When he was in his forties, he still had no sons. Mrs. Yang persuaded him to take a concubine and have children, but he sternly refused. Later, when she saw Jiang Xiaolou, Mrs. Yang also had a misunderstanding at first, thinking that her husband was going to talk to him and was crazy, but gradually she understood her husband's wishes. Although they don't have biological children, there are many students. On weekdays, when you come to my condolences, it is also very lively, but there is no girl at home. In the past, many officials saw the loneliness of the old couple and sent their children to accompany them, but they were all expelled by the old man. He believed that those people had different plans. But he admired Jiang Xiaolou very much. On the one hand, she is beautiful and talented. On the other hand, she knows how to score and does not involve the overall situation. Unlike those people who talk about events in Korea and the rise and fall of the country, they are actually for For personal gain. The more Mrs. Yang looked, the more she liked it, and she often stayed with her for dinner.

At this moment, Madam Yang sighed and said: "You are here today, and I feel bored in my heart. Talk to me."

Jiang Xiaolou asked with concern: "Why is the lady upset?"

Mrs. Yang was full of sorrow: "A heavy rain yesterday washed away the graves of our Yang Mansion and disturbed the tombs of our ancestors. My adults don’t know how uncomfortable it is. No, it’s not light in the morning. I went to the cemetery after taking leave to see it. I’m afraid it will take a long time to repair the cemetery that has been washed out."

Jiang Xiaolou heard the words and groaned: "Madam knows it. I went all the way to Xie's house. A handmaid died in the house some time ago. Then he began to haunt the ghosts, and the people were panicked. I almost didn't dare to stay. Later, the Xie family invited a Taoist commander with profound magic power to come to the door to collect the soul personally, and the house was immediately stabilized. The tomb was washed away-I'm afraid that the feng shui is a bit bad, so it's better to ask the Taoist commander to come and see.

Madam Yang agreed, but hesitated: "You really said this to my heart, and I had meant it! Every year it rains to wash the tomb, and then spend a lot of money to repair it. It's hard work and hurt! Almost every year, our family is about to become a joke in the capital! But this old man has a stubborn temperament and always said that the ancestor's tomb should not be moved casually. Those people are just bluffing, not credible! Today When you say this, I want to make an idea, so I will ask the Taoist chief to visit the cemetery."

Jiang Xiaolou hesitated to say something but stopped: "If Elder Yang Ge knew that Dao Chief was attracted by me, Xiaolou was afraid that he would be angry--"

Mrs. Yang groaned: "What's so terrible about this, because he is too stubborn, and the graves of others are not destroyed. Why is there something wrong with the Yang family? It is not because of bad feng shui! Don't worry, I will bear it all and never let it go. You are to blame!"

Jiang Xiaolou smiled shyly. The Yang family's cemetery was located at the foot of Huchen Mountain in the suburbs of Beijing. It was a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers. It was considered a geomantic treasure a few decades ago. Now that many years have passed, the original high **** has become flat, and the terrain is too low, and it is easy to be attacked by wind and frost. Once it encounters heavy rain, it will either collapse or collapse. Of course, everyone will not think that the place is bad, but only that the Feng Shui is bad. If I changed to an ordinary family, I had already invited a wise master to look for a new place, but Yang Ge had a stubborn temperament and would rather die than he would. Only then would he continue to cultivate year after year, and he would be exhausted half to death.

Jiang Xiaolou nodded and said, "Since the wife agrees, then I will send someone to ask the chief of the road."

The first time Jiang Xiaolou invited, Wu Chunfeng had already visited. The second time Mrs. Yang sent a post to invite, Wu Chunfeng was in retreat. For the third time, Madam Yang sent a sedan chair to greet him, and Wu Chunfeng officially met with Madam Yang.

After Mrs. Yang sat down, she ordered her maid to serve tea, and said with a smile: "I admire Dao's name. I saw it today. It really is a fairy style and a well-deserved reputation."

Wu Chunfeng looks good, full of righteousness, and indeed has the capital to coax people. Jiang Xiaolou smiled slightly: "The Daoist Chief is really busy with his business, so it was so easy for Madam to get here."

Wu Chunfeng smiled and apologized to Mrs. Yang immediately.

Mrs. Yang shook her hand indifferently: "My family’s affairs, I must have already told the Taoist Master. If I can, I will show the Taoist Master to look at the piece of land personally. Please be sure to take a look at the land for us. What went wrong."

Wu Chunfeng smiled inexplicably and deeply: "Madam please, I dare not refuse."

At the critical moment, Mr. Yang just happened to enter the door. Hearing this sentence, he couldn't help but sighed: "Madam, who did you bring to the house!"

Jiang Xiaolou hurriedly stood up and apologized: "Elder Ge, don't be angry, it's mine or not."

Mrs. Yang interrupted: "Master, everything has nothing to do with Xiaolou. I heard that the Taoist master has a high level of mana, and it was so easy to invite him, just to take a look at the graveyard for us. Why are you so nervous."

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, as long as it is a high-ranking official or wealthy family, Taoist priests will often ask for divination and ask about good or bad luck. This kind of alien like Old Yang Ge is very rare. He looked up and down Wu Chunfeng, and couldn't help but mockingly said: "It's just a warlock of the rivers and lakes, how do you believe it, madam? Xiaolou, I really don't think you are such a smart girl, you will be deceived by this kind of person."

Wu Chunfeng didn't change his face, and his smile remained unchanged: "Everyone says that Yang Ge knows people and never talks to me, so how can I know that I am a liar."

When Elder Yang heard this, there was a hint of condensation in his expression: "If this is the case, you might as well take a look at me and see what my destiny is."

Wu Chunfeng glanced at him carefully and smiled faintly: "The adult has a full sky and a high nose. It is for the sake of good fortune and ranking among the three men."

Old Yang Ge sneered: "The street is full of people who do nothing. Many people have full sky and towering noses. Why can't they be in the picture?"

Wu Chunfeng shook his head: "It is not surprising that Ge Lao talked about the five sense organs alone, but when all of them are combined, they condense the wind and water, and the five elements flow smoothly. Therefore, the happiness and longevity are both complete and ranked among the three. The same is true. A nose cannot accurately judge good or bad without analyzing the overall appearance."

Hearing this, Yang Ge's face was full of frost: "Spoken words and expressions."

Wu Chunfeng sighed and said: "The whirling world, everything is accessible. Old Yang Ge can't let it go, of course, he can't see through, and even more can't believe it."

Elder Yang Ge turned his eyes and saw that there were two servants standing beside him, then pointed at them and said, "Look at me, where are these two people?"

Wu Chunfeng smiled and said: "The donor on the left has protruding eyes, his facial lines are too fierce, and his killing is too heavy. It will cause disasters over time. It is better to converge as soon as possible.

Old Yang Ge was taken aback. The man on the left was originally a butcher in the kitchen of the mansion, who was responsible for killing chickens and sheep, because he saw that he was clever and brought him by his side. It is said that the killing is heavy... it is not bad.

Wu Chunfeng continued to point at another person, and said leisurely: "This person is honest and honest, and his six roots are clean. Although he punishes his parents in his early years, he will be blessed after his middle age and enjoy his life."

Everyone looked at each other, but heard Mrs. Yang smile and say: "Quick, accurate, too accurate!"

Old Yang Ge's expression gradually became solemn, and the original sarcasm was also put away, and he said to Wu Chunfeng: "I was rude just now, please sit down!"

Wu Chunfeng shook his head: "Although I am good at Feng Shui, but Yu Xiang...but I know something."

Old Yang Ge put on a smile and said, "The Taoist doesn't need to be humble. Since you are so accurate, I would like to ask, since the face is fixed, what is the use of human effort? Do more blessings, Can the destiny be changed?"

Wu Chunfeng calmly said: "Destiny is destined, but life can be controlled by yourself. We pay attention to destiny, but it is not a conclusive conclusion. The so-called fate is difficult to calculate, and the most important thing is that a person's destiny can change at any time. A bad idea arises. , There will be evil rewards. When a kind thought arises, there will be blessings. Sometimes, the face of a person changes with the state of mind. The same pair of twin brothers, if one person does evil and the other does good, their appearance will be changed after 20 years Great changes will take place, and it’s almost like two people. This is the truth of mutual understanding. I just made a judgment on the fate of these two people, but it is not necessarily that accurate."

Jiang Xiaolou smiled and listened. This is a person she has carefully trained, and she is not bad at keeping it in the slightest.

"If a person of good fortune and retribution abandons good from evil and kills evil, his blessing will be compromised, and he will die on the streets in the future." Wu Chunfeng's eyes are full of bright, and said slowly.

The servant who was still complacent just now was sweaty as soon as he heard this. Another person seized the opportunity to ask: "Dao Master, how should I eliminate my sins?"

Wu Chunfeng groaned: "You killed too many animals, and the evil thoughts in your heart are constant. If you want to cut off the roots of evil, there is only one way. There is a broken-head bridge in the south of the city. If you don’t have the money to do the repair, you can do it. In short, you have to accumulate more blessings to eliminate disasters."

Elder Yang had doubts about Wu Chunfeng just now, but now he has three points to believe that ordinary Taoist priests speak gold and silver, and they will never teach people how to solve problems for no reason. Bridge repair is a great good deed... Thinking of this, Yang With a slight respect on the old face of Ge, he pretended to inadvertently ask a few questions.

After Wu Chunfeng had been trained by Jiang Xiaolou, these problems were not a problem at all. He spoke indifferently and solemnly, and unknowingly interpreted the image of a Taoist priest who is immortal and imaginative.

From beginning to end, Jiang Xiaolou didn't say a word, let alone persuade the old man to accept it. But Elder Yang finally obeyed Wu Chunfeng's will and moved the Yang family's grave to a place with good feng shui. Wu Chunfeng did a good job of calculating for him, saying: "As long as you settle your grave in this place, you will be safe within ten years, and the descendants will be prosperous."

Mrs. Yang felt unhappy after hearing this.

Jiang Xiaolou saw it in his eyes and took the initiative to say: "Dao Master, what you can say is wrong."

Wu Chunfeng said: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xiaolou was full of regrets: "Until now, the old man and his wife have no children."

Wu Chunfeng smiled and said, "Neither, nor does he not only have a son, but this son is already in this family."

After hearing this, the Yang family looked at each other, shocked.

Wu Chunfeng didn't say much, and walked straight to the west. Everyone saw it in their eyes, and they all followed. He walked into the garden, pointed to the window of a study room, and said to Yang Ge old man: "Your son is inside."

Old Yang Ge's expression changed, and Mrs. Yang was extremely surprised: "Is what the Taoist chief said is true?"

Wu Chunfeng smiled slightly, not showing his expression: "This kid can carry forward the Yang family. If Elder Ge doesn't believe it, you can give it a try."

At this moment, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy opened the door of the study and walked out of it. He has a handsome face and an innocent look, and when he sees Mr. Yang Ge, he immediately comes over to salute: "Meet uncle."

Elder Yang immediately helped him up, and finally made up his mind: "Don't call me uncle again, call me father."

Madam Yang burst into tears for a while, wiping her tears again and again.

Upon hearing this, the young man immediately fell to the ground: "Thank you uncle, no, thank you father!"

It may be a little strange for others to see this scene, but Wu Chunfeng was grateful in his heart. It turned out that Jiang Xiaolou had already inquired about Yang Ge’s elder brother, who had been expelled for insisting on marrying a lowly civilian’s daughter. Yang family. This elder brother died of illness many years later, leaving only such a son, but a year later, the boy's mother also passed away, so he had to join the Yang family. He is talented and hardworking in his studies. Mrs. Yang has always wanted to adopt him to her knees, but Elder Yang has always been grudged because his brother left home angrily and refused. After a long time, he slowly saw the young man's hard work, and he regretted it, but he couldn't step down.

This time Jiang Xiaolou pushed the old man along Wu Chunfeng's mouth, and Mrs. Yang also got a baby son, and everyone was happy. Elder Yang looked at his obedient and sensible son, his expression relaxed a lot, and turned to Jiang Xiaolou: "You are right, Dao Chang Wu is indeed a mana and worthy of admiration! Come, prepare for the banquet, I want to celebrate tonight. Something, Xiaolou—you stay too."

Jiang Xiaolou smiled and said, "Dare not follow your fate."

At the banquet, Mrs. Yang hugged the son she had just received and was very happy, and she couldn't see her with a smile. Old Yang Ge saw his old wife burst into tears, and regretted her stubbornness. It has been two years since this young man has been in his house, but because of his ties to his brother, he has always refused to let go of his embrace and accept this child. He never resented the slightest bit, and he was respectful and respectful. Even if he has never treated him with a good face, the other person is the same as before. Elder Ge was also very lucky to have such a step down today.

Jiang Xiaolou took out a hollow carved phoebe box and smiled and said: "Today, to celebrate the big rejoicing of Ge Bo, Xiaolou prepared a gift. The district is disrespectful, and I hope Elder Ge can accept it."

When everyone saw it, they saw a brilliant red carp placed in the box, the clear red jade gleaming under the candlelight, the original black spots turned into eyes, lifelike and amazing.

Mrs. Yang's eyes lit up and she couldn't help but exclaimed: "This carp is really well-conceived, superbly skilled, and wonderful!"

Jiang Xiaolou personally lifted the carp out, held it in front of Elder Ge, and said, "I hope Elder Ge will not refuse."

Old Yang Ge took a look, but shook his head again and again: "Xiaolou, you know, I won't accept such a valuable gift."

Jiang Xiaolou smiled and pointed to the carp's eyes and said, "It was originally a black spot, which made the value of this red jade plummet. I only spent a few taels of silver and bought it from the jeweler. Come out and hand it over to the jade craftsman to re-carve. Facts have proved that even a piece of waste jade can be turned into a treasure and a finishing touch as long as you know the bead carefully and carefully carve it.

This is a very special gift. Elder Yang looked at the carp without making a sound for a long time, his eyes were complicated.

Mrs. Yang groaned: "Look at you, what are you doing so serious? Xiaolou is not bribing, but just sending a red carp. This is a good sign, please accept it soon."

This carp was originally not of high value, but it was worth a thousand dollars after carving, but Jiang Xiaolou gave this gift on the day he accepted his son, and it was really rare. And Elder Yang really likes jade, Jiang Xiaolou always chooses the one he likes to send... Mrs. Yang said so. After thinking about it for a moment, Elder Yang nodded and said, "This time, not as an example." In fact, he I also like this red carp very much. The layman only sees the exquisiteness of the carp, but the insider understands its value. After careful carving, this flawed red jade is already worth a thousand gold, which can be called a great gift. .

Wu Chunfeng spoke, "Madam is a dragon?"

Madam Yang was taken aback, and immediately said: "Yes, I belong to the dragon."

Wu Chunfeng pointed to the red carp and said: "As the saying goes, a carp crosses the dragon gate, and as long as it crosses the dragon gate, it can become a golden dragon. The lady's zodiac sign is a dragon. There is another fake dragon. The two dragons will get hurt when they fight. it is good."

Jiang Xiaolou quickly apologized: "Madam, it's all mine. I didn't even think of this one."

Mrs. Yang smiled and said, "You are such a silly boy. What can I apologize for this little thing. Master, what can be done to resolve it?"

Wu Chunfeng pondered for a moment before he said: "Well, let me take the carp back for a few days, and then send it to his wife after he is relieved."

Old Yang Ge glanced at the red carp reluctantly, and said, "Okay, then I will ask the Taoist master."

Wu Chunfeng stood up and said, "Old Ge is serious."

After such an incident, Wu Chunfeng also became a frequent visitor to the old mansion. From initial suspicion to becoming convinced, Elder Ge slowly and often asked him to ask questions about good or bad.

On this day, Madam Yang was talking to Jiang Xiaolou, but heard someone outside exclaiming: "Madam, it’s not good!"

Madam Yang was taken aback, and saw Wu Chunfeng rushing in with an angry face: "Madam, that big red carp was taken away!"

Madam Yang stood up immediately, full of shock: "What did you say?"

Wu Chunfeng was full of guilt, and his face pale and said: "I used to make offerings to the carp in Taoist temple, but when someone saw him, he dropped fifty taels of silver and left with the carp! I couldn't stop it, abruptly. When he snatched the carp, he was really angry and rushed to his house to reason, but he was blasted out. I was really ashamed of me!" He just finished speaking, but he was so angry that he spouted blood. Fall back.

This scene frightened Mrs. Yang, and quickly ordered her servant to lift Wu Chunfeng down to rest, then turned her head to look at Jiang Xiaolou, "How good is this, how good is this!"

Jiang Xiaolou was also full of surprise, and comforted: "Madam, don't worry, let's discuss this matter slowly--"

Unexpectedly, at this moment Yang Ge rushed in angrily, and put a brocade box on the table as soon as he entered the door, his face was extremely strange.

Madam Yang saw that it was not the big red carp lying in the brocade box. She was shocked: "Master, why is this red carp in your hand?"

Old Yang Ge's brows couldn't help shaking, and he said angrily: "This little beast actually gave me the stolen thing as a gift he bought, and he kept saying how this red carp was carefully selected and sent to me for pondering! Bah, How rude you say this class!"

When Jiang Xiaolou heard it, his expression moved: "Old Ge, who is it that?"

Yang Ge was a little embarrassed on the old face, and it seemed a little hard to tell, "Who else is there except that little beast Qin Si?"

Mrs. Yang sighed: "Who am I? It turned out to be him! Just now, the Taoist said that the red carp was taken away by force. Who knows how arrogant Qin Si actually sent the red carp as a gift before turning around. Domineering, you are really shameless! Master, you had to choose from a thousand choices at the beginning to choose a pillar for your country, but you have chosen such a person, and you have lost your face, Master!"

After carving, the red jade is already completely different from the previous appearance. It is completely unrecognizable. It is not surprising that Qin Si cannot recognize it. It is human nature to borrow flowers to present the Buddha and take all the credits for himself. Qin Si bought it from Wu Chunfeng at a high price. After he took this red carp, he immediately offered to flatter him, where he wanted to get it, Jiang Xiaolou was waiting for him here!

Old Yang Ge's face was very ugly. He walked around the room, and the more he thought about it, the more resentful he became, and he kept saying: "Qin Si, Qin Si, Qin Si, Qin Si-little beast, really little beast! "As he said, he couldn't suppress the anger on his face, with a bang, his fist hit the table!

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