When they came out of Chengxiang Tower, it was already dark, and the two of them got into Lin Sujian's carriage.
On the carriage, Lin Sujian sat in the main seat, and Wen Chu sat on the side. She lifted the curtain of the carriage, looked out the window, and from time to time spoke out to give directions to the coachman outside.
The night is silent, the moonlight shines on the country road, which is trampled by horse hooves.
Lin Sujian suddenly asked: "I have never heard of such a powerful person as Taoist Priest Xiao before. Is Taoist Priest Xiao starting to set up a stall recently?"
Lin Sujian , looks like a carefree person, but his thoughts are much deeper than that of Zhang Chenghu.
Seeing him asking, Wen Chu's gaze remained unchanged. He looked out the window and replied calmly: "Yes, my grandfather passed away a few months ago. He is not very talented. He really has no ability and nothing to support himself. , I am pretty good at divination, so I set up a stall.”
It’s pretty good.
Lin Sujian chuckled softly, "The Taoist priest is really humble. Usually people who set up stalls to tell fortunes will probably go there again without repeat customers, but after hearing that you tell fortunes, many people will go there again. The second time, or even the third time, from this point of view, it means he has real skills."
Wen Chu only thought that he was being polite and didn't take it seriously.
Unexpectedly, Lin Sujian asked again, "The little Taoist master is so capable. I wonder where he came from? Who did he learn from?"
If you really wanted to ask her where she came from and who she inherited, she really couldn't tell. She did not join a Taoist sect, and the skills she learned were all taught by Father Wen. If she really wanted to say that, she really could not be regarded as a Taoist priest, and even being called a Taoist priest by others made her feel scared.
After hearing what Lin Sujian said, Wen Chu finally turned around and said, "I have no sect or sect. My grandfather taught me all the skills I have. I don't join the Taoist sect, but I do it every day." I want to wear Taoist robes and set up a stall to tell people’s fortunes. Does Mr. Lin know what I am doing like this?”
Lin Sujian looked at Wen Chu with a twinkle in his eye. A little curious, he said: "What does it look like?"
Wen Chu looked at Lin Sujian and smiled, "Of course he is a charlatan."
Wen Chu had no intention of talking to Lin Sujian Jane went around and around, this was the first time they met, and this man was quite unruly. He kept asking her questions, and simply stopped talking, leaving him with nothing to say.
Lin Sujian:.
After a moment of silence, Wen Chu thought he would not say anything more. Unexpectedly, he spoke after a moment: "But it is your ability to get everyone to call you 'Taoist Master', isn't it?" "
Wen Chu was slightly stunned. The man in front of him was full of sincerity in his words.
Compared with this, Wen Chu looked more and more like a villain. She choked at Lin Sujian's words, and the guard in her eyes finally dropped some. She pursed her lips and stopped talking, just He continued to look out the window and gave directions to the coachman.
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Song Yusheng stood in the courtyard, the moonlight shining on his white clothes. He was also wearing simple clothes that looked noble, and he was out of place in this dilapidated courtyard.
The injury that has been recuperating for more than a month is now much better than when Wen Chu first picked him up and brought him home. But it may take more time to heal in such an environment.
The night wind moved slightly, and the surrounding leaves rustled, which was particularly clear in the silent night. At this time in the past, Wen Chu would have returned home long ago, but today he did not return home for some unknown reason.
The sound of horse hooves gradually came from not far away, and there seemed to be wheels turning.
It's a carriage.
Song Yusheng didn't know who was coming, but this place was remote. Who else would come here except Wen Chu or someone she knew.
Just when he was doubting, the carriage had stopped in front of the courtyard gate.
On the carriage, Wen Chu and Lin Sujian said goodbye, "Mr. Lin, thank you for taking me home tonight. I'm here. Please be careful on the way back."
Wen Chu was about to get off the car. , Lin Sujian stopped her and said: "Little Taoist Priest, if I want to ask you for fortune telling in the future, can I come to you?" "
It's just fortune-telling. Lin Sujian seems to be more reliable than Zhang Chenghu, so Wen Chu will not shirk it, "Although I am not talented and have not entered the Taoist sect, I am an inconspicuous person. It’s a small road, but if you don’t mind it, you can come to me on the North Street of Baishan Town.”
It was dark inside the carriage, with only the dim moonlight shining through the window. Lin Sujian looked at Wen Chu and asked seriously: "Are you serious about this? Does it count for anything?"
Wen Chu was stunned for a moment. , Zhang Chenghu asked again: "Can marriage also count?"
The words on Lin Su's bamboo slips His expression was intriguing, but it was a pity that he was sitting inside, and the moonlight could not illuminate his face, so Wen Chu couldn't see clearly. She didn't think much about it and said, "Young master, among the best, there are plenty of peach blossoms even if you don't have to count."
< br>A person like Lin Sujian, with a good family background and a good life, is still worried about not being able to get married? Wen Chu thought he had nothing to say, so he turned around and jumped out of the carriage.
"Little Taoist Priest, you haven't told me what your name is yet."
"Young Master, just call me Wen Chu."
After saying that, he jumped off the carriage and walked to his yard.
Lin Sujian's eyes also moved towards her residence as Wen Chu got off the carriage and walked inside.
The yard is very simple, and is simply surrounded by a fence. The simple fence gate is better than nothing. Maybe a light kick can make it fall apart.
Wen Chu is not exaggerating, it is indeed broken.
In the yard, after walking up a few steps, I looked up and saw a young man standing in front of a simple and dilapidated hut.
The young man's white boots were on the ground, his white clothes were clean and dust-free, his face as white as jade seemed to pale in the moonlight, his eyes were indifferent and distant, and he seemed to be looking in his direction.
Even though Lin Sujian knew that he couldn't see her at all in his direction, she still felt that with just one glance from him, nothing could be hidden.
This feeling is really strange. Lin Sujian only looked at the two of them deeply, and after a long time, he opened his lips and said, "Let's go."
Soon, the carriage drove away from here.
Wen Chu did not expect that Song Yusheng would be waiting for her at the door. She took three steps and two steps up the steps, walked to Song Yusheng and asked, "Why are you waiting here? Are you hungry?"
Song Yusheng was very tall, and even though Wen Chu was not short, he was only as tall as his chin.
She didn't know why Song Yusheng was waiting outside, she just thought he was hungry.
“I see that the girl hasn’t come back for so long, so I am inevitably a little worried.”
When Wen Chu walked up to him, his eyes returned to their former warm and lustrous look, and everything just seemed like an illusion.
He is waiting for himself to go home.
No matter what the reason was, Wen Chu was inevitably touched when he heard these words. In fact, Song Yusheng's presence is quite good. At least if he is here, the family will gain some popularity.
Hey, but she has evil intentions. She doesn't care about his people, she only cares about his money.
After more than a month, the two of them got along harmoniously. Wen Chu also got a rough idea of Song Yusheng’s temperament. He didn’t have anything to say about him. It was just as rumored. Think of a gentleman as warm as jade, and be impeccable in his conduct.
Wen Chu thought, that's all, even if she had some agenda, she treated him very well, even better than she treated herself.
I only hope that Song Yusheng will not forget his kindness when he returns to the Song family in the future.
Song Yusheng looked away from where the carriage left, looked down at Wen Chu and asked, "Just now, who sent the girl home?"
Wen Chu had already walked into the house. Go, Song Yusheng follows behind.
“Today, two young masters came to me to tell fortunes. One is from the Taiyuan magistrate’s family, and the other is from the inspector’s family. After the fortune telling, Mr. Lin saw that it was getting dark, so he sent me away Back.”
The two officials, the prefect and the inspector, are not very big officials in Kyoto, but in a place like Baishan Town, they are considered high-ranking officials.
Coincidentally, Lin Ping, the ambassador here, was a student of his grandfather. When his grandfather was still alive, if Lin Ping went to Beijing to do business or report on his work, he would come to visit his grandfather. Song Yusheng also bumped into this person by chance. several times.
It would be a good idea to send a message to his father through Lin Ping, but Song Yusheng still trusted his secret guards more than Lin Ping.
If the secret guard does not find his whereabouts again, it will not be too late to find Lin Ping.
Song Yusheng stopped thinking about Lin Ping and thought about his son. He asked, "Aren't you worried that Mr. Lin is a bad person?"
If you dare to let someone take her home, you won't be afraid that she will get on the carriage and be taken away to be sold somewhere else, so be sincere.
Wen Chu said: "Probably not. Although he looks romantic, I don't think he looks like a bad person. Besides, what do I have to gain? What can he do to me? No evil thoughts can come true."
Born to be romantic.
Song Yusheng chuckled softly.
What else can you picture? If you don't care about the three melons and two dates all over her body, or the tattered Taoist uniform she wears, it's naturally her appearance.
He pursed his thin lips tightly and finally said nothing.
Even if she really cares about her appearance, what does it have to do with him?
The two of them washed their hands and sat at the table to eat. Even though these things were tasteless to Song Yusheng, he still found that tonight's dishes were a little different from usual ones. Just the presentation of the dishes is a bit more elaborate than the previous ones.
He keenly discovered that today might be a special day.
The light danced on one side, and the two sat face to face. Song Yusheng had not yet moved his chopsticks and asked, "Today is the girl's birthday?"
Wen Chufang wanted to take the rice out of his mouth. He was worthy of being a person who could win the first prize at twenty. He was so smart that he could guess all this in just one meal.
With a bit of a smile in her eyes, she nodded, said nothing, and just immersed herself in eating.
"I live entirely on the girl now, and there really is nothing I can offer. I can only say happy birthday to the girl." There was a faint smile in Song Yusheng's eyes, and his voice was clear and clear. , continued: "Well, if the girl has any wishes, you can tell me. If I return to the Song Mansion, I will definitely help the girl realize it."
Song Yusheng's words were a straightforward question to Wen What exactly did Chu want?
The house was small and the distance between the two of them was so close that Song Yusheng could see all of Wen Chu's expressions.
When the woman opposite heard his words, her eyelids trembled slightly, but the expression on her face remained unchanged. Song Yusheng lowered his long eyelashes and looked at the woman in front of him, but for some reason Wen Chu suddenly raised his head.
The almond eyes were so clear that the two people's eyes collided unexpectedly.
Song Yusheng’s fingers holding the chopsticks tightened unconsciously at some point.
Even though he knew that Wen Chu had designs on him, for some reason, he was still a little nervous about her answer at this moment.
(End of this chapter)
The author said: A gentleman's speech is as warm as jade. --"The Book of Songs·Qin Feng·Xiao Rong"