Chapter 108 Fortune Telling

Qu Chunfeng hadn't returned to the fishing house for a while. The tables and chairs inside were covered with a thick layer of dust. He looked around and found signs of being rummaged through, and the walls had been carved with a knife.Got a rune pattern——

It is the contact code of Tianyimen.

Qu Chunfeng guessed that Mingxuan and the others had come to find him. He calculated the time, frowned, walked out of the house and went directly down the mountain along the path to the market in the town.

Quanzhou is located in a remote area, and the market is the only lively place. Vendors are scattered on both sides of the road, shouting constantly. Because of the war, the price of rice has more than doubled, and people's livelihood is very difficult.

Qu Chunfeng originally only ordered Mingxuan and the others to disguise themselves as poor people and station at the foot of the mountain, but he didn't know how to find them. He was about to go to the governor's office in Quanzhou to inquire about the situation. When passing by the West City, he saw a fortune-telling stall crowded with people., couldn't help but walked over and took a look.

The fortune teller was dressed as a Taoist priest. He looked about 20 years old, but had a long beard. He had a piece of dog skin plaster on the left side of his face. He was telling the fortune of a girl with his head shaking: "Looking at the horoscope of the girl's birth date, there was a bump in her childhood, which was dangerous."Life, just get over it and you will be in good health. You are born with water, and the young master of the Jin family is born with fire. If you get married, it will be insoluble in water and fire, which is very wrong."

The girl sitting across from me was both happy and worried when she heard this: "What you said is really true. When I was a child, my family slipped and fell from the mountain and almost hurt their lives. Fortunately, I was saved by a barefoot man and survived. They all said that youIt’s a divine prediction, and the slave family still doesn’t believe it, but it turns out it’s true.”

A few days ago, a group of Taoist priests suddenly appeared in the town. They set up stalls to tell fortunes. They judged the yin and yang of the five elements, measured the feng shui and the Liuhe. The calculations were all accurate, and the hexagrams were all correct. They seemed to be like living gods. People who came to predict fortunesThere are countless people, and the queues can stretch from East Street to West Street.

Qu Chunfeng watched quietly from the side. When everyone was almost gone, he stepped forward with his sword and sat opposite the fortune teller. He pressed the heavy black iron sword on the table with a clang.He only said two words: "Fortune telling."

The fortune teller was counting the coins with his head down. When he heard this, he said without raising his head: "What's that?"

Qu Chunfeng said with no emotion in his voice: "Think about what my incompetent junior brother is doing."

After hearing this, the fortune teller finally realized something was wrong. He subconsciously looked up and saw Qu Chunfeng sitting opposite him. He jumped up from his chair as if he had seen a ghost and shouted in panic.Said: "Master, master, master... senior brother!!!"

This person is clearly Mingxuan.

Qu Chunfeng narrowed his eyes silently: "I asked you to take your junior brother to station at the foot of the mountain. What are you doing?"

As a senior brother, there was no doubt about his majesty. Mingxuan knew something was wrong just by looking at his ugly face. He hesitated for a long time and did not dare to sit back again. He stood aside timidly and stammered an explanation:"Senior...Senior Brother, it was you who asked us to disguise ourselves as civilians to avoid being discovered."

"Bastard!" Qu Chunfeng slapped his palm, causing the table to shake twice, "Did Master teach you the art of Kanyu numerology, Yin Yang and Five Elements, and asked you to come here to set up a stall to tell fortunes?!"

Mingxuan was frightened by him, and unconsciously took a few steps back to avoid accidentally hurting himself. He bravely defended himself in a low voice: "Elder brother, you asked us to pretend to be common people. We don't know anything else, so we can'tIt would be even more embarrassing to go to the dock to carry big bags.”

Taoist priests only know those things about gods and ghosts, so what else is more suitable for them than fortune telling?Catch fish?

Qu Chunfeng was angry: "You!"

Although this is the truth, it would be too humiliating for the disciples of the Dangtang Tian sect to actually set up a stall to tell fortunes in a busy city. It would be too humiliating for the sect to spread. Qu Chunfeng looked ugly, but saw Ming Xuan surreptitiously looking at him next to him, like a thief.Mouse, his anger has subsided a little.

This is a busy city. Qu Chunfeng didn't want to attract attention, so he took the sword back and stood up from the stall: "Where are Mingyi Mingchi and the others?"

Seeing that he didn't look angry, Mingxuan cautiously came to him and counted with his fingers: "That's a bit far. The third junior brother is telling fortunes on East Street, the fourth junior brother is telling fortunes on South Street, and the fifth junior brother is telling fortunes on North Street.By the way, I went to check the feng shui of the Yuan's family in the town, six...six sixty-six, hey, brother, please let go, it hurts, it hurts!"

Mingxuan's ears were almost torn off by Qu Chunfeng, and he was so anxious that he jumped on the spot: "Senior brother, senior brother! I was wrong! I was wrong!"

Qu Chunfeng let him go with an expressionless expression, and said in a cold voice: "Three days have passed since the half-moon period. I think you don't want to die anymore, but you still have the intention to set up a fortune-telling stall here?!"

Mingxuan rubbed his ears and whispered: "Elder brother, I went up the mountain to look for you, but you were not there. Besides, if we want to die, it depends on whether the emperor will give it to us. We can live as happily as we want."

Qu Chunfeng looked at him hesitantly after hearing the words, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't. He silently clenched the sword in his hand, with a rare trace of struggle on his face, and finally took out a sword from the Qiankun bag.The white medicine bottle was placed on the table and made a dull sound: "This is a month's supply. I have something to discuss with the governor of Quanzhou. You must not act rashly and wait for the news."

The Tianyi Sect does not belong to any official office in the imperial court, and only obeys the orders of the emperor. However, most of them are skilled in mystical arts and are proficient in the magic of Qimen's armor, which is really scary. Emperor Zhaoning is afraid that they have evil intentions, so he keeps using poisonous poison to control them.You need to take the antidote every half month, otherwise your energy will be exhausted, your bones will be broken, and you will die.

From Tianyi Sect, from Hong Guanwei to the outer sect disciples at the bottom, all have been poisoned by this poison.

This search for the shark's traces and the art of immortality was expected to last for a long time, so Emperor Zhaoning gave half a year's worth of antidotes and handed them all to Qu Chunfeng for safekeeping. Seeing that the half-month period was about to pass, Mingxuan and the others had not yetTake the antidote, so he rushes back to shore.

Mingxuan took the medicine bottle, threw one into his mouth, and chewed it twice like chewing jelly beans: "Brother, what are you doing with the governor of Quanzhou? I will go with you. By the way, these days youWhere have you been? Have you found any traces of the shark?"

Qu Chunfeng paused when he heard this, then returned to normal. He walked on the crowded street without looking back, and only said one word: "Nothing."

Mingxuan had no doubt that he was there, and he didn't even bother to pay attention to the stall. He followed him and said, "Senior brother, how can we return to Beijing to recover?"

Qu Chunfeng said that there are no sharks. He believed it, but he had to believe it, but the emperor had to believe it. Emperor Zhaoning's health had been deteriorating recently, and he was already going crazy to seek immortality. He would probably feel that Tianyi Sect was not doing things well, maybeWhen they die, they will be buried with them.

Ming Xuan murmured in his heart that if he hadn't been poisoned, he would have stopped serving the emperor, and he might as well have his fortune told here.

Qu Chunfeng was in a state of confusion, thinking about countermeasures in his heart. When he saw Mingxuan following him, he frowned and said, "Send them the antidote, don't follow me."

Mingxuan: "Senior Brother, I'm not following you. Third Junior Brother is setting up a stall on the street in front. I'll deliver medicine to him."

Qu Chunfeng: "..."

The search for the elixir of immortality for the emperor was very strict, and nothing was revealed to the outside world. Wu Xianrong, the governor of Quanzhou, was also anxious every day, like ants on a hot pot. It was good to find the shark, but if he couldn't be found, he would be implicated.what to do?

Wu Xianrong found it even more difficult when special envoys were sent from Beijing to inquire about the situation. It would be great if he knew about the situation. The problem was that he didn’t know about it at all. There was no movement from the Imperial Preceptor and others. He sent people to inquire several times.Nothing was found.

On this day, Wu Xianrong was scratching his head and scratching his head at the secret letter from the capital. His hair was bald and he was scratching his head with ink on his pen. He didn't know how to reply to the letter. Suddenly, the official from outside suddenly ran in and announced: "Sir! Your Excellency!"

Wu Xianrong was getting annoyed when he heard this and threw the Hu pen in his hand over. It landed on the floor tiles in the hall and splashed ink all over the place: "You bastard, what's the fuss about?!"

The Yamen servant was out of breath as he ran and pointed outside: "Sir... Your Majesty... the Imperial Master is here and is waiting outside. Please follow me down quickly!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Xianrong stood up from his seat: "Who did you say is here?!"

The yamen servant panted and said: "Master, sir, he is waiting in the inner hall."

Wu Xianrong's face was filled with joy, and he hurriedly walked out from behind the desk, grabbed the corner of his official robe and ran out in a hurry: "Hurry, hurry, follow me to meet the imperial master!"

Qu Chunfeng was sitting and waiting in the inner hall. The maid served some tea and fruit snacks and then stood aside respectfully to wait for instructions. In the middle, there was an auspicious beast copper incense burner with a plume of green smoke coming out from the beast's mouth. The smell was refreshing.

Qu Chunfeng glanced at the tea cup and saw that the glaze on the cup wall was pleasant, the porcelain white was delicate, and the price should be quite high. The tea brewed in it was also of high quality, similar in quality to the palace tributes. He thought to himself that Wu Xianrong's life was miserable.Happier than the emperor.

Not long after, Wu Xianrong hurried over. He straightened his clothes at the door first, then took a breath, walked in, saluted Qu Chunfeng, and said: "Your Majesty, Wu Xianrong, I don't know that the Imperial Master is here.", Don’t be surprised if you miss the welcome from afar. I wonder what the Imperial Master Yu Zun’s orders are when he comes here?”

He actually wanted to ask if the shark had been found, but he didn't have the courage to ask. Knowing too much was not a good thing.

Qu Chunfeng looked at him quietly and saw that Wu Xianrong's eyes were darting around, looking completely restless. He didn't say anything more and just asked: "Have you received any letters from Beijing these days?"

His breath was too cold, and he held a high position, which inevitably made Wu Xianrong feel a little afraid. Hearing this, he replied honestly: "His Majesty sends special envoys to send secret letters every day, and he attaches great importance to the shark.The official is stupid and doesn’t know how to answer, so he asks the state master for advice.”

After speaking, he winked at the attendant outside the door: "Go and get the secret letter from my desk."

The attendant nodded in agreement and hurried to get it. He came back within a short time with a thick stack of secret letters in his hand. Wu Xianrong took it from his hand and put it respectfully in Qu Chunfeng's hand: "Your Excellency, please take a look."

Emperor Zhaoning was much more anxious than Qu Chunfeng imagined. However, in just a short period of time, he actually sent thirteen secret letters in a row, with similar contents. He just wanted to know the situation of the elixir of life. Although Wu Xianrong was flattering,The flattering person has been an official for many years and is somewhat clever. He didn't say too much. When he replied, he was just vague and didn't reveal any substantive information.

Qu Chunfeng looked through the letters one by one. He saw that the handwriting on the first few letters was familiar, and he was afraid that they were written by Emperor Zhaoning himself, but the rest were ghostwritten by others. He felt something strange, so he turned back to the front to read, and he vaguely noticed the clues.

As the king of a country, Emperor Zhaoning's writing was naturally sharp, but if you look closely, the handwriting looked weak and even trembled in many places, which was clearly a sign of serious illness.

Qu Chunfeng shook the letter paper and smelled a very faint medicinal smell between his nose, squinting silently.