Ya Qing stared blankly at the young man on the tree, the unfamiliar feeling lingering in her heart.

The young master used to have a gloomy expression, and there was no light in his eyes, like a pool of stagnant water, without the slightest waves. Sitting in front of the embroidery frame and embroidering peony repeatedly every day from morning to night, when the pain is depressed, the needle will stick to the pulp of the finger.

The color of the peony he embroidered was exceptionally bright and vivid. It was a rare embroidery genius in the Yun family. Ya Qing felt that it was because the little son's hard work was dripped on it.

Jiangnan Yunjia is famous for its fabrics and embroidery, especially its lifelike embroidery workers.

When it was the hottest a few decades ago, no one knew that any new embroidery from the Yun family would always be looted.

It's just that the wealthy juniors refused to endure hardships in these years, and the talents of the clan gradually withered, and the embroidery workers became worse from one generation to the next. After a long time, the excellent embroidery workers of the Yun family were sighed and forgotten, leaving only the fabrics that could be replaced.

Jingcheng Yunjia is a side branch of Jiangnan Yunjia separated by two mountains. Although the signboard has the word "cloud", the things it sells have nothing to do with Jiangnan Yunjia, until Yunzhi embroiders at the growth conference.

He is a genius who "returned to the ancestors" in the family, and his embroidery work can be regarded as a must, especially the embroidered peony, which is really "the country's "color" and heavenly fragrance.

Three years ago, the "Flower Blossom" season was famous in Beijing.

However, good people always have some tragic life experiences. For example, Yun Zhi desperately embroidered peonies just to save money for his father's treatment.

His father was the servant of the family, and he bought it from the street for two taels of mica, and his status was always low.

When he was young, he was able to win over Mica's heart because of his appearance. After giving birth, Mica was quickly forgotten by Mica in the backyard of the mansion, and he never even came to visit when he was sick.

Yun Zhi took needles from the age of six, and at sixteen this year, he still failed to keep his father after lighting the lamp and boiling oil for ten years.

Since Father Yun passed away, Yun Zhi seemed to have his spine removed, and his whole person lost his tenacity and anger.

Half a year ago, Ya Qing didn't catch a glimpse, Yun Zhi fell into the pool in the courtyard, and when he woke up, he was a different person.

Like a dead gray-brown old tree with tender green and green branches, it becomes fresh and alive.

I still remember the two days when he first woke up, he seemed to be insane, and it seemed strange to see everything.

Accidentally met a man with a pregnant belly in the house, his eyes widened in shock and he was gasping for air, as if he had been greatly impacted and stimulated, and he shrunk in the room for several days before recovering.

Ya Qing still remembered that when he sat cross-legged on the bed, his face was pale, as if he had lost the ability to speak, and he made an arc with his hands on his stomach, "He, he is sick, right?"

Ya Qing was stunned, "No, he is pregnant with a child, it should be eight months old."

"Pregnant, child, child?" The voices were trembling.

"Yes, we men are meant to give birth to life."

It's just that Yun Zhi was overwhelmed by bad health, and his menstrual period has been postponed until now.

The doctor said it was too late for him.

Only during menstruation can you have children.

Yun Zhi clasped the bedpost with both hands, knocked his white forehead on it, his phoenix tail was slightly red, his teeth clenched his lower lip, and he resisted not crying.

At that time, Ya Qing just felt that the young master seemed to have forgotten something until the first time he saw him climbing a tree.

It was as light as a cat, and the tiptoes jumped onto the tree trunk at such a point, and the startled Yaqing almost screamed.

He sat on it like today, looking into the distance, Qing Ling's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and his vision became distant.

He said he didn't want to embroider, he wanted to go to Jianghu.

Only then did Ya Qing realize that the young master had really changed.

He didn't dare to think deeply. After all, what the young master said the most in the past was, "Why am I born in the Yun family? If I live in a different way, I should be more comfortable."

The little son may be, he has changed his way of life.

"Little boy."

Ya Qing put his hands to his mouth and called him softly, "Come down quickly and be seen carefully."

Yun Zhi put away the drooping leg, and squatted on the tree branch with his unmanly legs apart, "Yu Qing, have you got anything?"

"I got it." Ya Qing was afraid that Yun Zhi would be seen like this, "Come down quickly."

Yun Zhi smiled, "Okay."

This smile is like a flower blooming in the early morning, fresh and clean with the cool "dew" water in the early morning, making people's eyes light up.

Yun Zhi was like a tender leaf of a pear tree with a pale blue color, as the wind spread out his arms and fell lightly from the branches of the tree.

Ya Qing raised his heart, and was relieved until he saw his body lightly land on the ground with his toes on his toes.

"The hem of a man's house can't be tucked into the belt, it's indecent." Ya Qing trotted out, bent over and stretched out his hand to tidy up the hem of Yun Zhi's clothes and put it down.

Yun Zhi didn't care about these details at all, he reached out and took the black box, his eyes twinkling brightly.

He was finally about to be free.

What's in the box is nothing else but... ashes from the bottom of the pot.

Yun Zhi was born in a family of martial arts. He is a rare martial arts prodigy in a century. He has longed to wield the sword like his father since he was a child.

However, when he was born, a fortune-teller came to approve his life, saying that before he was sixteen, there was a big catastrophe, and as long as he avoided it, his life would be smooth sailing.

The Yun family's parents are just this precious son, only the fortune teller's words are from, since he was a child, he never let Yun Zhi go out alone, let alone roam the world. The farthest place he can walk is the chickens in the backyard of his house. lock up.

Yun Zhikong has a strong martial art that can only be used to kill chickens every day, and he feels buried.

The fortune teller's words may be alarmist and not true.

Yun Zhi's patience broke out on the day his parents were away, and he sneaked out of the house with two clothes over the wall.

He stood on the wall of his own courtyard, looked into the distance, opened his arms and closed his eyes to enjoy, feeling that the aura of the rivers and lakes was already blowing towards him.

Yun Zhi jumped, and when he woke up, he was salvaged from the pool.

"..."

Not only did he fail to go to the rivers and lakes, but the fortune teller was right, and he fell into a world that was diametrically opposite to where he used to live.

In the two days after waking up, Yun Zhi's three views were washed back and forth, and now he is numb.

He originally wanted to keep his body in the Yun family for a while, but the plastered Yun family lord always "forced" him to embroider peonies.

Excessive!

Yun Zhi calculated, it was time to run away.

He used to learn some Jianghu crafts from the servants in his family, and today he is going to go over the wall to make some money.

Shi Qing was driven out of the yard by the old man waving his cane.

How uneducated!

After eating a plate of red bean cake, Shi Qing was full, and just went out to Babao Pavilion to get the customized hairpin.

The liveliness of the street is still there, and the morning market has been opened in the early morning.

If in the past, Shi Qing just thought it was novel and interesting, now every look at the past is filled with reluctance.

She really hasn't lived enough, and she likes this different world very much.

Why can't give her a chance to live...

She just wants to live, why is it so difficult.

When Shi Qing was halfway there, he suddenly stopped.

She saw a divination booth.

When there is no way out, only those who believe in fate will humble and devoutly pray to the gods and Buddhas.

The stall in front of her had just come out, and the stall owner dressed as a Taoist priest was not very old, but his face was painted black, and there was a little apprentice who was leaning against him.

It doesn't look professional.

Shi Qing put away his clothes and squatted in front of him to look at the lottery.

Yun Zhi had a well-dressed guest at its first opening today, and was a little nervous for a while.

On the contrary, Ya Qing, who was beside him, secretly tugged at his sleeve, implying that it was a fat sheep.

As long as they are slaughtered hard, they will have money.

At that time, you can take a sedan chair and go to the rivers and lakes.

Yaqing has little knowledge and does not know which place name "Jianghu" is, but since the young master woke up from falling into the water, apart from the madness that he didn't recognize his six relatives at first, the most frequent thing he talked about was that he wanted to walk in the rivers and lakes.

Whether you go to Jianghu or Jianghai, you always have money in your hand.

With money, they can hire a sedan chair to sit there. How tiring is it to walk.

If before, the little son would have some private money with his embroidered peonies.

Half a year ago, after falling into the water, he became mad. Except for the old master's medical treatment, the rest of the money was used by him to hire a doctor. Now there are only a few copper plates left in the money box.

Today, the two of them came out secretly, and the young master asked him to get some dust out of the pot, saying that he had the skill to make money and could make a lot of money.

Ya Qing also thought about it, no matter how good the embroidery of peony is, the big money belongs to the lord, and only the small money is left in the hands of the young master.

If there is no middleman like the lord, they can make a lot of money!

It's just that Ya Qing never imagined that the young master's craftsmanship was for fortune telling.

However, the two of them were lucky, and the first guest at the opening was dressed and looked good.

The decent Shi Qing did live up to his expectations, turning around and reaching out to ask Mihe to bring his purse over.

A heavy one.

She doesn't have much else but more money.

"Mihe, do you believe in fate?"

Although Shi Qing hid the transparent panel in front of him, but seeing it doesn't mean it's not there.

Mihe squatted beside Shi Qing and was stunned when she heard this, as if she had never thought about this issue.

If the plot wasn't activated, Shi Qing wouldn't even think about it.

She looked at the lottery box, "I believe in fate."

Shi Qing took out a piece of gold ingot and looked at the two "master and apprentice" on the opposite side, "Is this signature approved? I'm not allowed not to give money."

From the moment the gold was taken out, Yun Zhi's master and servant's eyes were all on Shi Qing's hands.

There are people who have a lot of money!

No matter how dark Yun Zhi's face was, it couldn't hide the light after seeing the gold in his eyes.

His eyes were clear, and without hesitation, "Exactly!"

Shi Qing weighed the gold ingots and smiled, "I like your confidence."

Yun Zhi picked up the lottery, "I'll shake one for you."

Shi Qing clasped his hands together, and looked at the lottery in the opponent's hand with a devout look.

Yun Zhi's eyes stared straight at the gold ingot in her hand.

He is so short of money.

If he didn't have the money to escape from the Yun family, sooner or later his failure to embroider peony would be revealed, and he might be burned to death by seeing through his identity.

In the past two days, the lord of the Yun family with rouge gouache has given him an ultimatum:

"If you're still lazy and refuse to embroider, I'll marry you off and eat plain rice at home!"

Let Yun Zhi take a sword and carve flowers, and let him embroider with a needle. You are embarrassing me, Young Master Yun.

At this moment, Yun Zhi "touched" his aching conscience and made up his mind:

Just cheat this time!

Feel sorry for her.

There is a trick to making money in fortune-telling, and almost all "experts" in the industry know it.

That is, at the beginning, you must not let the other party draw a good sign, otherwise who is willing to spend money to eliminate disasters.

You have to first say that her fortune is not good, the villain is haunted or there is a disaster at home. When the other party hears that she is scared and panicked, she is naturally willing to spend money to solve it.

The richer people are, the more they believe it.

Yun Zhi shook the lottery.

"Crack." The sign fell to the ground.

Shi Qing picked it up and looked at it.

[Signed words: Ming Dove competes for the magpie's nest, and the guests and hosts are mixed; ]

Under the sign, it means that everything is not going well.

Shi Qing was silent.

Yun Zhi was just around the corner.

He stared at the piece of gold, and before he could say the phrase "I have a way to crack it", he saw that the other party threw the sign back to him.

"?"

Shi Qing was expressionless and refused to accept the result, "No, count again."

"!"

How can there be such a sign!

Yun Zhi frowned, his dark face couldn't hide the clear surprise.

He looked blank, "Seeking for a sign is about sincerity and sincerity."

"My heart is too sincere." Shi Qing put the gold back in the purse and exchanged it for a piece of silver.

Party A is ready to withdraw the capital and put forward a new requirement, "Re-calculate."

She can't say no.

Yun Zhi hurt the piece of gold, and reluctantly shook it again.

"Crack." The sign fell off.

Shi Qing picked it up and looked at it.

[Signature: Let the boat return from the beach in the rush, what are the wind and waves? ]

Winning the lottery means that she can't do anything right now, and it's best to be quiet.

Oh, wait quietly to die?

Shi Qing looked at Yun Zhi, suspecting that he was an undercover agent sent by the heroine.

Yun Zhi's eyelids twitched, and sure enough he heard her say, "Let's count."

If she can't find a sign that satisfies her today, Shi Qing doesn't plan to leave.

She exchanged the whole piece of silver for pieces of silver, and then the next exchange should be copper plates.

Ya Qing looked stunned, and hurriedly pulled Yun Zhi's sleeve.

The more money people count, the more they count, the less money they count.

Looking at the few copper plates on the ground, Yun Zhi almost fell to her knees.

I met her today...it was my own bad luck.

Yun Zhi's fateful lottery.

There were only one or two sticks in the lottery tube. Yun Zhi couldn’t control himself when he went back to business. After shaking it five times, he sweated profusely. .

At this time, Qing was not satisfied.

The original gold has turned into silver, the silver has turned into broken silver, and the broken silver has turned into a handful of copper plates, and now there are only two copper plates left by her.

Seeing that Shi Qing reached out to pick up one of them, Yun Zhi's eyelids twitched, and he patted the back of her hand with an anxious sign.

Stay alive, sister...

"Give."

The tone was rather helpless.

Not to mention Yunzhi, even Buddha can be pissed off by such a devout "believer".

Shi Qing took it over to take a look.

[Signature: No, Jitai is just a short distance away, and a gentleman comes out of the mountain; ]

On the sign, whether it is a blessing in disguise or not, no matter what you do, it will turn into good luck.

Shi Qing raised his eyebrows, and finally showed a genuine smile on his face, showing off restrainedly, "Oh, I knew my fate was good."

"...Huh." Yun Zhi hotly tugged at his collar and fanned, his good upbringing restrained his urge to roll his eyes and swear.

If you look down at the wooden sign under your feet, you will not say such a thing.

The pot ashes on his neck were smeared to the collarbone, and with such a careless tug, the pale skin under the collar was too conspicuous.

Ya Qing responded very quickly, reaching out to wrap Yun Zhi's shirt, and winked at him.

Yun Zhi's face stiffened for a moment, and he retracted his hand embarrassedly.

He forgot what the shitty "women's society" it was.

Shi Qing and Mi He, who were opposite to the movements of the master and servant, didn't notice at all, they only had wooden signs in their eyes.

In the face of survival, a man is a fart!

Even if he was naked, Shi Qing didn't hesitate to take a look.

Mihe asked in a low voice, "Little Master, didn't you say you believe in fate?"

Not to mention Yun Zhi's master and servant, even Mi He was stunned by Shi Qing's "manipulation".

She looked at the seven or eight wooden signs on the ground.

This is called letter, life?

Who do you believe in?

Shi Qing flicked the copper plate into Yun Zhi's hand and stood up holding the sign.

The sun had just risen, and the sheen was shining behind her.

Shi Qing looked like a peach blossom petal at the end of his eyes, and the red clothes made the already flamboyant face even more beautiful, "Believe it, I only believe in my life."

Even if it's self-comfort, it's okay to be happy for a while.

Shi Qing was happy, but Yun Zhi felt that he was being tricked.

He looked up at the purse hanging on Shi Qing's waist, and his eyes flickered.

Busy for a long time today, although he only earned one copper, Shi Qing taught him a truth.

That is, people cannot speak their conscience.

Money is man-made.

Yun Zhi decided to go over the wall and steal her house tonight!

Her conscience won't hurt, why should she!