Chapter 7, seriously, don't worship me too much

"It means... it means... er." She looked at these words and repeatedly chewed and didn't know where to paste them. Until she saw the word "brother", her eyes lit up! Although I also know that this "filial brother" is estimated to be "filial piety", this sign means that fame is not good. But Xinyi suddenly thought that the night he first saw Mu Fangjin, when Mu Fangjin and Mr. He were close to each other, they were just like brothers. Why don't you use this word "brother" to cheat him? If the person in front of him really wanted to be frivolous at that time, Xinyi would have planned to make up his mind and hurt him fiercely. Although Mu Fangjin also gave him some color at that time, it would be even more beautiful to knock on a few taels of silver to compensate for the mental loss! Son, let me confirm one thing first. Xinyi looked nervously at the prince in front of him: "Dare to ask this prince if he feels that he has committed a villain recently?"

"That's right!" This seemed to have reached his heart, and the prince couldn't help echoing, "It's simply not going well recently! This little man is so pestering!"

"Oh, that's it." She deliberately hung up the man's appetite and made a sound there.

"What did you say?" Seeing this, he hurried to inquire. Sir, please talk about it?"

"Please listen to me carefully." She touched the stubble on her chin and pretended to be unfathomable: "Little people are younger people, and babies are happy and not villains. So this explanation is a little strange. I want to ask the prince if there has suddenly been a younger brother in the family recently and whether this younger brother has become an adult?

"First..."

Just as he wanted to speak, Xinyi shook his hand but stopped. "There is no need to say that it is the prince. It has been confirmed that it is such an adult brother who can become a villain and make everything go wrong."

The man meditated for a while, condensed his eyebrows into pimples, and looked left and right. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he quickly took out some money and stuffed it into her hand. Sir, it's a magic trick. Can you tell me how to break this villain? What should I do!?

"This is not difficult, but there is one thing that is a little troublesome." Xinyi looked at his nervous face and deliberately sighed, "This little man still has an adult to protect him. It's really difficult to clean it up once." She dragged the sound longer and glanced at the prince's look.

However, he saw that the expression on the prince's face became more and more solemn, and he hesitated to answer after a moment: "This adult means..."

Xinyi had previously seen that the young man was depressed. Presumably the "little man" in the family had colluded with his father to crowd out everywhere. If this is really Mr. He in front of him, if the villain is really annoying Mu Fangjin, everything makes sense - after all, this kind of thing is really like what Mu Fangjin can do. She shook her head without answering and spread a piece of white paper on the table. If you want to solve the problem, you still need to calculate the prince's current... fortune.

The prince picked up the pen and looked at the white paper and hesitated, "Do you dare to ask sir, what words are good to write?"

"Write the prince's surname to solve it."

He nodded, and the tip touched the ink and walked away. With a big stroke, it was the word "he".

Sure enough, it's not true.

She hooked a cunning smile at the corners of her mouth and touched her lips to cover it up. When he put down the pen, Xinyi spread the paper in front of her. He frowned and looked left and right, as if there were some flowers in the word.

"Sir, can you calculate it quickly? How about my last name? What on earth can be done to transshipment? Mr. He saw that she didn't say anything for a long time and asked in a hurry.

"You have to wait for me to meet." She waved her hand and motioned not to urge, "The prince's surname is 'plus', which means increase, and the next is 'bei', which refers to money. According to this, the prince should be a prominent family." She deliberately did not say that he was He Taishou's son, but just beat the curve to save the country.

Mr. He's eyes became more and more worshipful, leading him to a continuous nod, "What you said is very true! That's right!"

"But..." She pointed to many horizontals at the bottom of the traditional Chinese word "He" and said, "Sir, you see, there are many obstacles here, indicating that the future is full of ups and downs. I'm afraid there are not only villains, but also others.

"What...what is that?"

"Only women and villains are difficult to raise. They must be a woman..." She said this, leaned over mysteriously and asked with a straight face, "Mr. He, I have something to ask if you have any entanglement with any girl recently. I think you are dark. This is not a good omen."

"Yin...Yintang is black?" As soon as Mr. He heard it, he was anxious, "What woman..."

"Son, think about it. Did something happen that made this woman collude with the little man and hurt you?"

"...Yes, it seems, yes, it seems to be a few days ago..."

"Don't say it first, don't you think what I said?" As the main party, she naturally knew all the details, so when she told him about the matter, Mr. He's face changed instantly.

"Sir...sir is really a god!!" He was shocked, and the shout made the pedestrians around him stop a lot and looked at Zhuo Xinyi with a light face in front of the stall.

Xinyi waved his hand, "Don't be busy boasting. Don't you want to know what happened to the girl later?"

When Mr. He heard this, the expression on his face stagnated, "What, didn't my brother-in-law send her home that day? Isn't it?"

"Of course not." She pretended to be serious. "Just now, I calculated that the girl is no longer alive. I'm afraid it's precisely because of resentment that the prince was mean to her, and she committed suicide."

"Ah?!"

"So...scrightened!" She looked at Mr. He's shoulder, pretended to be shocked, and pointed to him and shouted, "This demon, you are wronged. Don't retreat quickly when you see us!"

Mr. He was so scared that his face was bloodless, and he jumped up with a "oh" sound. He patted himself on the shoulder randomly, but did not dare to look back. He just shouted, "Sir, help me! Sir, save me!!"

She originally wanted to "exorcise ghosts" for him again, but instead, she thought that her current job was a fortune teller, and it was not good, so she did not reach out her hand and just said, "Don't panic. This ghost is not a climate yet. At most, she will only collude with villains to make you trip you, and you won't have to worry about your life for the time being. "

"Really!?" He wanted to look at both shoulders, but he didn't dare to turn his head. He could only glance at them timidly, which was really a pleasant feeling.

"Natural." Instead of continuing to watch the joke, she nodded and motioned Mr. He to sit down again.

Although Mr. He sat down, he was also very uncomfortable like sitting on pins and felt. "Sir, I think I feel it... The cold back must be lying on my back, right!? Isn't that right!"

"Don't panic... calm down, calm down."

Mr. He is in a hurry to burn his buttocks. It's strange that he can calm down. Sir, tell me what I should do!?"

"This is also simple. Go home and pour a basin of black dog blood, and then burn candles and recite scriptures for a few days. The key is how to get rid of the villain." There is a saying that the enemy is a friend. No matter how bad Mr. He's behavior was before, but if Mu Fangjin doesn't clean it up in a day, she can't do this business for a day. In order to plan for a long time, we must show Mu Fangjin some color. As long as everything is naturally bright except for the villain.

"Well..." When he came here, he looked left and right again and whispered, "Is it possible... he ended up buying the murderer?"

"...how can this work?" She waved her hand with a black line on her face, "Sir, although that little man is superior to you, don't forget that there is another way to control him."

"What's the trick? Sir, come and listen!"

Xinyi approached and said in a low voice, "Son, don't forget that there is also the girl who committed suicide."

"Sir, don't mention this again. It was my adopted brother who threatened me a few days ago!"

"But the girl is dead, why didn't the prince blame this on him? If he really dares to tell others about this, you can drag the girl's death on him. Isn't this killing two birds with one stone? Xinyi smiled and said, "What's more, he is a royal historian himself. Although he doesn't know what he has to do when he comes to your house, he is afraid of getting into trouble in the final analysis, so you can tell him about it when you go back, and he dares that he dares not provoke you at all."

"This is...reasoning!" After saying that, he was stunned, "Sir, you can even calculate that he is the imperial historian!? Sure enough, he is a god!"

Nonsense, can't God fool you? There was still a smile on her face, "Sir, remember that the secrets cannot be revealed. What I told you today must not be told to others."

"Yes, yes! If it is really useful, you must remember it in your heart!" Don't just keep it in mind. I don't mind if you give me more money first. Xinyi said "give silver", "give silver" and "give silver" in his heart again and again, but until the end, he ran away like flying and did not stuff any more silver for her.

Although Xinyi felt a little lost, she sighed, but she took out the money that Mr. He had stuffed before from her cuffs. She felt that it was enough to eat for ten days and a half months, and her heart was quite balanced, not to mention that this was the most money she had made since she went out of the stall. She was so excited that even her footsteps when she went home were much lighter. When she hummed home, she knew that she had made a lot of money. If she didn't know, she thought she had been possessed by something unclean.

For example, Banxia, who was steaming steamed buns in the kitchen, when he returned to the house, he saw Xinyi holding Zizhu and turning around. Such an abnormal behavior scared him. He thought that he must have read it wrong, so he went back to the kitchen and opened the door again to look at it. Fortunately, Xinyi had put down the purple beads and was smoothing the wrinkles on her clothes. But what he never expected was that Xinyi turned around and saw him enter the house, but stretched out his claws to him. Holding Banxia in his arms, he turned around again, "Look, my sister made a lot of money today and came back and won the annoying guy surnamed Mu!"

... surnamed Mu? Who is it?

Although Banxia was a little curious and didn't have time to speak, she finally fainted in a circle and completely forgot what to ask. Only Xinyi's mind was full of praise for his delicious steamed buns over and over again, and he was really brainwashed and deliberately made her a bigger steamed bun for tomorrow's lunch.

The next day, they were safe all morning. It was when Xinyi thought he had defeated Mu Fangjin. Just after noon, the beautiful man from afar came slowly. Although she was still dissatisfied, she looked at the lunch packed for her chest and Banxia, and she breathed a sigh of relief - fortunately, she was also prepared!

But he saw Mu Fangjin stand in front of her stall, looked up and down twice, and the corners of his mouth twitched inadvertently, "Sir... Why is your chest only stuffed today..."

"What?"

"At least two of them are better..."

"But I can't finish the two." Xinyi patted the only raised 'little secret' on his chest, "My family is poor, and there are many brothers and sisters to raise, so we can't waste food." When she said this, she raised her eyes to look at Mu Fangjin and said with a treacherous smile, "If you don't like it, why don't you buy me another steamed bun and stuff it in?"

"..." Mu Fangjin looked at her with a black face for a while before gritting his teeth and popped out a word: "Buy."