Children look cheerful, not as innocent and lively as ordinary children, but young men around him are careless and queue up at the city gate to chat with pedestrians around them.
Two people are Wang Chan and Yang Zhu.
In an instant, two people, one big and one small, entered the city and walked along the long street of Gusu. If the Central Plains is different, Wang Chan has been to Gusu once, and this time it is a special flavor to return to his hometown.
Yang Zhu grew up in a village and occasionally entered the city, but he has never seen such a prosperous city as Gusu.
Gusu, the capital of a powerful country after Wu, is more energetic than the great city of Qi and Jin.
Wang Chan said to himself, "Do the ninth five-year plan and see the adults every day."
Yang Zhu listened to Wang Chan’s soliloquy and disdained, "Wang Chan, don’t fiddle with your divination. Get rid of the ink. You said you should go to the northwest. As a result, the cliff is in front of you in less than ten miles."
Wang Chan’s face is like kicking Yang Zhu’s ass, but the thought of Xiao Ye’s great strength and accidentally kicking this little boy to death is not that it’s been a vain effort these days, so he resisted the impulse to kick Yang Zhu to death
This little guy is so bad that sometimes his words are more poisonous than his.
He said, "It’s not because I jumped off the cliff. You were taken away by the ink when you were young. This divination of’ seeing adults for profit’ can’t go wrong."
Seeing adults has two meanings: one is to behave like adults, and the other is to be appreciated by adults.
Yang Zhu naturally has an adult demeanor, and Wang Chan took Yang Zhu all the way to chase after the ink and came to Gusu to calculate the Yang Zhu nobles in this city.
If you want to see this noble ink, you can’t take Yang Zhu away by force.
Chapter 26 Heaven often
Wang Chan and Yang Zhu Street wander around at will, but there is noise in front of them.
I saw a firewood arguing with a fisherman, and their faces were red and their necks were thick, which looked like they were going to fight.
The fisherman said, "What a gift! We have nothing to do with each other. You curse that I will cross the river in waves."
Qiao said, "There will be unexpected events in the future, and there will be no accidents when fishing in Jianghu."
The fisherman sneered, "It’s not so safe for you to cut wood in the mountains. Maybe the tiger will eat it tomorrow."
The firewood’s face shows color. "That’s not necessarily because I have a fairy to give me a lesson every day. It’s not good to do so." He said it’s true. Recently, a strange man appeared in the city, and his divination was accurate and abnormal because he was the first person who dared to ask for divination and did it according to it. That strange man deliberately gave him a lesson every day these days.
He also found some rare herbs in the mountains to repay him.
The fisherman said, "Aren’t you fooled?" Wu Renyong, a fisherman who doesn’t believe in destiny naturally doesn’t believe in firewood.
Yang Zhu said, "Wang Chan, it seems that some people in this city will divine divination, or we can get rid of ink when we ask."
Wang Chan held his hands and said, "I can’t even compare with Wu Chen of the State of Jin. How can there be someone worse than me here? I told you that you can find your noble in a few days."
Yang Zhu smiled and said something to the fisherman and firewood. His eloquence hindered Sven and he was embarrassed to take it out on him in a few words because he was a child.
And Yang Zhu got that answer he wan.
Looking at Yang Zhu, a few words solved the dispute between fishermen and firewood. Wang Chan said in his heart that this little articulate person is too narrow-minded. I haven’t played enough and I don’t want to find someone. Otherwise, this small one is a good choice
He has always prided himself on looking down on ordinary people, but there are only a few in his eyes. In his heart, his evaluation of Yang Zhu can be said to be quite highly of him
Everyone saw that the excitement was gone and dispersed separately.
Yang Zhu took Wang Chan to the south of the city.
When I got to the south street, I saw the crowd surrounded. Wang Chan fought with Kung Fu and took Yang Zhu to squeeze in. There, everyone was surrounded by a divination booth.
With hexagrams written on his face, I dare not be afraid of heaven and earth.
I’m afraid of a big dream.
Mr. Shugua is a young man dressed in a white robe with a sword hanging black as ink, which is like a fairy in the world
Wang Chan you see unexpectedly is Li Zhichang andao is really a way to go.
Li Zhichang said softly, "I’m not divining today. Please leave, and don’t let me personally send you away."
Hearing Li Zhichang’s remarks, these people suddenly left each other, and none of them stayed except Wang Chan and Yang Zhu. They must have learned their lesson before.
It turned out that the accurate deeds of Li Zhichang’s divination before were known by this group of people, and all of them came to Li Zhichang to ask for divination, and the fact that they did not believe in destiny and folk customs was knocked down.
However, Li Zhichang divines divination every day, sometimes more and sometimes less. Once you forget it, these entreaties are gone.
Someone tried to threaten Li Zhichang by rolling around in search of money, but it was very miserable by Li Zhichang’s means. Then the rectified family sued the government and didn’t pursue it. They gave the family a good beating.
No one knows that Li Zhichang has the means to offend him, so once Li Zhichang doesn’t divine, everyone will leave for fear of making Li Zhichang angry and become a teacher.
Wang Zen said, "So it’s you?" He never dreamed that this divination was actually Li Zhichang.
Li Zhichang smiled and said, "Don’t be ill, Xiao Wang’s younger brother." He lives in Suzhou these days because heaven and man feel that there is a Taoist predestined friend coming back, so he quietly waits to practice congenital divination for recreation.
Although his divination is as talented as the ghost king, it’s really a kill if he uses the heaven-man level to calculate some trivial things.
Wang Chan’s skin is better than meat. "Fortunately, he is still alive."
Li Zhichang looked at Yang Zhu and whispered, "I still have to thank Wang Xiandi for sending me a predestined relationship to escort me."
Wang Chan, why don’t you just, somehow, do something with Li Zhichang and Yang Zhu?
If I had known this, I should have let Yang Zhu go with Mo. Forget it. It’s a big loss
Yang Zhu looked at Li Zhichang curiously and said, "So you are Wang Chan."
"What noble people but we have a little fate" Li Zhichang spilled however way.
Wang Zen said, "Seeing each other is predestined friends. We should be close when we haven’t seen each other for a long time." He is almost as heavy as water, and he has worked hard to become a flying sword. He just wants to compete with Li Zhichang again.
Yang Zhu said, "Don’t forget that Mo will follow you at any time."
"I don’t care about this little thing. Let this youngest son go with Mo Dou." Wang Chan said.
Li Zhichang said nothing to Yang Zhu, "I don’t know the name of Xiaoyou?"
Yang Zhu said, "My name is Yang Zhu."
Li Zhichang slightly pondered that this predestined relationship was actually Yang Zhu, and he could not help but hesitate. Yang Zhu was indeed a Taoist figure, but it was far less profound than Liezhuang and Zhuang, and it was more self-contained.
Moreover, Yang Zhu’s concept of "pulling a hair and benefiting the sky" can be said to have brought Taoism’s emphasis on life to the extreme, and once it goes to extremes, it will not be biased.
Although he has not been hampered by his wandering days to the extent of Yang Zhu, he needs to know more about history, Yang Zhu’s ideas and Mohism. However, his sworn enemy will be known as’ If the words are not returned, the ink will be returned to Yang’, and even Confucianism will be pulled over.
No wonder two people arrived in the ink just now.
Li Zhichang is not afraid of ink and will not openly become sworn enemies with Mohism. Yang Zhu should have a great fate. Even if he doesn’t help him, I’m afraid he will have another chance to form his own family.
Li Zhichang said, "Yang Zhu, you were born a wizard, but you changed your mind. You naturally understand it, but you still lack a little essence. I will give you five thousand words of Taoist moral words, and our karma will stop here."
A sigh rang out, "Can Li Xiaoxiong not Yang Zhu Tao Te Ching?"
Ink dress, as always, is like a peasant, but it is ten feet away as soon as it appears
In the blink of an eye, it will be in front of Li Zhichang.