Missy, She Always Doesn't Seek to Make Progress.

Seeing Master Ciyun's face, Qin Liuxi did not make things difficult for Teng Tianhan, and drove back to the city with him. As for what he was asking for, he came here for his only son.

Qin Liuxi looked at his face carefully, and said: "What's wrong with your son? Your lord's face doesn't look like someone with a serious illness in his family, and the children's palace is not dark either."

Teng Tianhan was surprised: "Your Excellency will meet?"

"Why, Master Ciyun didn't tell your lord your ability about predestined people, and you just wait like this, because you are confident that you will be able to wait?" Qin Liuxi smiled.

Teng Tianhan said: "Although I have never lost my hair, I can be regarded as a half-disciple of Master Ciyun. When I was young, I also served Master for several years and listened to his old man's teachings."

Qin Liuxi took a look at the shiny rosary on his wrist, and said, "It turns out that I have a destiny with Buddha. Don't call me Your Excellency. I am the Taoist priest of Qingping Temple in Licheng. There will also be some face-to-face skills."

Teng Tianhan cupped his hands: "Master is polite." He said again: "My son is not seriously ill, but it is a weak disease brought from the mother's womb, and his temper..."

He paused, thinking of his son's behavior, there was a sense of powerlessness in his brows and eyes.

"So you want to seek medical attention?"

Teng Tianhan nodded.

Qin Liuxi was silent for a while, and said: "I have a technique, the Taisu pulse method, which can predict good fortune and disaster in the past, diagnose the father's pulse, and know the good or bad of the son. Do you dare to let me help the pulse?"

Teng Tianhan was stunned, the doctor he asked for was for his only son, but the other party wanted to help his pulse?

Teng Tianhan, who usually judges cases like a god and is known as the sky, rarely showed a different expression from his usual calm and indifferent expression. He looked at Qin Liuxi fixedly, and said: "Diagnosing my pulse can tell the good or bad of my son's fate?"

How strange is it to see the father and know the son?

Although Teng Tianhan has a relationship with Buddhism, he has been an official for many years, and in recent years he has been promoted to the Shaoqing of Dali Temple. He has seen many magic tricks, such as witches and alchemists pretending to be gods and ghosts, but he has never heard of them.

As for the child sitting cross-legged in front of her, she can only be called a half-grown child, and she can be her father.

This young alchemist really has that ability?

Qin Liuxi looked at him without dodging, and said, "Master Teng is a widower, right?"

Teng Tianhan's fingertips tucked into his sleeves trembled, but the expression on his face remained unchanged.

If the driver outside knew his background, he should also know that his deceased wife had been gone for many years, and the only son he had now was born by his deceased wife.

He held out his right hand.

Qin Liuxi smiled, took a slight breath, stretched out two fingers with one hand to stroke his pulse, while silently reciting the Taisu pulse formula in his heart, he pinched the formula with the other hand.

Taisu pulse method takes light, clear, heavy and turbid pulses as the main principle to discuss people. The light and clear pulses are noble, and the heavy turbid ones are cheap. Men mainly follow the liver veins, which is related to fame, wealth and honor. .

Teng Tianhan's pulse was light and clear, even if he had a minor illness, it was clear and not turbid.

He was born in a family, he was admitted as a Jinshi at the age of nineteen, and he got married when he was the crown. He started from a county magistrate, and climbed up step by step to the current fourth-rank Shaoqing. He is only thirty-two now, and his official career has not yet come. After all, before the year of knowing the destiny, you can worship the second rank.

Qin Liuxi didn't even open his eyes, holding his pulse with one hand, he told his origin and future.

Teng Tianhan's eyes shook.

"...the pulse is as slippery as a bead ball for no reason, and the fingers are fine when the fingers are heavy, and the fingers are smooth, but you, my lord, are three-part tonky slippery, which is mainly due to the lack of liver qi. Do you have a faint pain in the liver on weekdays? Even though you are busy with official duties, you must pay attention to liver detoxification and maintenance Otherwise, as time goes by, minor illnesses will turn into stubborn illnesses, and no matter how rich or noble, they will be accompanied by medicine all day long, and even the illness will be impossible." Qin Liuxi's voice was especially clear in the small carriage.

When Teng Tianhan heard this, his expression became more serious.

He really has some skills.

The Imperial Physician in the palace also gave him support, saying that his liver and spleen were not in harmony, and he had taken the medicine, but because of his busy schedule, he was concerned about his only son, so he didn't pay attention to health preservation.

Qin Liuxi pinched the formula, then poked it down, raised his brows slightly and then let go, retracting his fingers for a while.

Teng Tianhan handed her a handkerchief to wipe her hands: "How?"

"Two pieces of news, one good and one bad, which one do you want to hear first?"

Teng Tianhan's heart trembled, and he said, "Is it about my son?"

"My lord and your noble son are not close to each other, and you are not close to each other when you get along with each other on a daily basis."

Teng Tianhan retorted: "He lost his mother since he was a child, and he has a weak body, which makes his temper different from ordinary people. If his health improves, maybe..."

Qin Liuxi shook his head and said, "My lord, the pulse condition will not deceive you. You and the young master are not close to each other."

Teng Tianhan's face gradually turned ugly.

He understands what it means to have a weak relationship between father and son. Either the relationship between father and son is broken, or one person dies, or they are separated from each other.

"Another piece of good news is that your lord will marry a new wife, with a prosperous population and full of children and grandchildren." Qin Liuxi said: "Besides, your lord knows that there will be a murder in the year of destiny. If you can pass it, you can live a long life. Killing all of them will not make you happy." My lord is on the rise, reaching the sky in one step. Even if a cruel official can make you have outstanding achievements in government and be reused, it will also make you famous, harmful to the peace of the world, and you can abandon it at any time. Leave a thread in everything, so we can see each other in the future."

Teng Tianhan's back felt cold and his ears were buzzing.

Qin Liuxi's tone was very flat, but he was stunned to see the bloody storm that followed, which was shocking.

Teng Tianhan took a deep breath and asked, "Are you compatible?"

"Acceptable or inaccurate depends on whether the adults believe it or not. When I said that you and your noble son have a weak relationship as a father and son, I don't mean that his life is short, but that he and you, and even the family, have a weak relationship. It is not because of the young master's health." It's like this, it's fate." Qin Liuxi said lightly: "Don't worry, my lord, although this one is not well-known, you still have at least two children to love you."

So should I cry or laugh?

Teng Tianhan didn't know what to say for a moment. On the one hand, she said that she and her son were not close, and on the other hand, she said that she had a strong population.

That's right, Zhao'er is already seven years old, and the family already intends to renew him, and they have already spotted one person, and they will be brought in at the latest after the new year.

Teng Tianhan said: "No matter what, please ask the master to see my son?"

Qin Liuxi nodded and stretched out his hand.

Teng Tianhan was puzzled: "???"

"My lord, it's time to pay me the gold for your matchmaker."

Teng Tianhan came to his senses, and quickly went to find his pocket and purse, but found that he didn't have a purse on him, and it was all at the steward's place.

Looking into Qin Liuxi Qingcheng's eyes, he felt a bit embarrassed and embarrassed, and said: "I don't have any silver taels with me, after returning to the city, I will give it to you?"

Qin Liuxi withdrew his hand and said, "That's fine."

She thought for a while, and then said: "If your lord doesn't give the Gua gold, you can find me two useful craftsmen, and it will be worth the Gua gold."

"Oh? What craftsman do you want?"

"Know how to make candied fruit, with neat and clean hands and feet." Qin Liuxi said.

That's it?

Teng Tianhan thought he wanted some kind of powerful person, but as a candied fruit maker, does she like this sweet mouth?

It’s impossible to do 4 changes every day. After all, there are eight thousand characters. Zha Mo’s old arms are still sick and disabled around the shoulders, waist and back. ! !