Chapter 9, there used to be a fearful son, whose surname is He--

In order to save food at home and eat more at the same time, Xinyi really plans to wait for Mu Fangjin to treat guests to eat steamed buns, so she went on the road with only one "little secret" in her arms this morning. But after more than half of the morning, she didn't see Mu Fangjin's figure. This time, she finally understood what it means to look forward to wear.

But in the end, it was not Mu Fangjin, but Mr. He.

Mr. He cried with a sad face, but brought very sad news: Mu Fangjin has left Jizhou City this morning!

It is reasonable that this Mu Fangjin left Jizhou City, and the pain should be Xinyi, who can no longer eat, not Mr. He, who hates this "little man" who is almost to the bone. To be honest, this doesn't make sense.

Xinyi stared up and down at the man in front of him and looked at the expression on his face suspiciously, which did not seem to be pretending. But Mu Fangjin is far away from him, which was originally a good thing for Mr. He, but why is he unhappy now?

Before Xinyi could talk, he sat down on the bamboo stool in front of him and spit out bitter water.

To talk about this matter, it's still the trouble caused by Mu Fangjin - a few days ago, it was precisely because the girl who was lied to death by Xinyi pressed Mu Fangjin, which was a little deterrent. But this time Mu Fangjin saw that he was going to leave Jizhou. Obviously, he was not prepared to let Mr. He continue to feel better, and actually added fuel to these things. Zhi gave it to Mr. He's wife.

Although this small report is not important, it is bad that Mr. He's wife Tian is a famous female tiger in ten miles and eight townships, and her temper is famous. What's more troublesome is that Tian is the precious daughter of a gentry in Jizhou. Tian is the only daughter. She has been soaked in a honey pot since she was a child, and she can't stand any grievances. Presumably, the He family also felt that it was not good to turn against the field staff, so they have been conniving it. Mr. He was not afraid of her. He just couldn't be beaten or scolded, and he had to pay attention to it. Or the daughter-in-law would cry and run back to her mother's house, which would make a big head.

Xinyi has heard so much and generally understood two points. First, I'm afraid that Mr. He has relied on himself, regarded himself as a think tank, and left everything he couldn't do to himself. The second is that Xinyi may not be able to specialize in fortune-telling now, and she has to work part-time to mediate her parents.

I don't know if he is in double positions this time. Can he give him some more money?

"Sir, what should I do about this?" Mr. He is obviously more anxious than the last time he saw him. There is a tough woman in the family who is stronger than the tiger. I guess the Tian family's deterrent to Mr. He is even stronger than Mu Fangjin. I can't imagine that Mr. He is not only strong outside, but also afraid of his wife.

Xinyi scratched his head, "Son, I'm just a fortune teller. I'm afraid I'm willing but not strong enough..."

"Sir, don't say that! I know that my husband is clever, and I must be able to come up with an appropriate way to persuade my wife!" Mr. He grabbed her sleeve as if he had caught a life-saving straw.

The corners of her mouth twitched, "The prince can really laugh. What can I do next? Mr. He is your wife. You can't think of any way. Where else can you solve it?"

"But you must have a way! Sir, you must save me! Sir!!"

"...Seriously, son, you didn't shout so loudly when I said you had a ghost on your shoulder two days ago."

Mr. He wiped a handful of bitter tears, "Sir, this is obviously different."

Yes, it seems that I really underestimated your wife's combat effectiveness.

Xinyi took a wink at Mr. He and pulled his hand. He had no choice but to say, "Sir, it's useless for you to hold him like this. I really can't think of a way."

"Mr. is so smart! Why don't you think about it!"

"...Think about it..." Before he could think of a few words, Mr. He suddenly realized something and suddenly reached out to his waist, touched it for a while, and actually took out a large silver ingot of ten taels and stuffed it into her hand.

"Sir must save me this time!!"

Half of what Xinyi said was stuck in his throat. He looked down at the heavy silver ingot in his hand, and then looked at Mr. He with a lot of snot and tears. The two looked back and forth three times, with a flash in his eyes, and his empty hand suddenly patted the bamboo table in front of him: "Oh! What should I do! Such small things are naturally at hand, and there is no mistake!"

"Sir, are you serious!?" He suddenly turned into a look of expectation, as if Xinyi sitting in front of him was the savior.

"How can I speak falsely? Don't worry, prince. There must be a way." As she waved her hand, the other side naturally stuffed the silver ingot into her arms.

"Oh, that's good." Mr. He was relieved when he heard this, "I don't know what you have come up with?"

Xinyi didn't come up with anything, but he was in a hurry for the cashier to agree first. She touched the stubble on her chin and asked speculatively, "The young man... The wife of the family is jealous. I'm afraid the prince has few concubines."

When Mr. He heard this, he was slightly shocked: "That's right. There is only one concubine in the family, and she has been bullied by Tian several times..."

... So I don't understand what your motive was to flirt with me that night!?

Although on the surface, it was just a simple relationship between a fierce woman and a weak man, Xin Yi recalled that Mr. He's tone that night was also very proficient. Is it possible that he also concealed something else?

"...serge, let me ask you more questions." She hesitated and said, "Does Madam usually take care of you going out to steal this kind of thing?"

His face changed and he said awkwardly, "Madam Tian is not in good health. Usually, she will only be caught by her a few times."

"...what about then?" Xinyi asked, but seeing that Mr. He had lowered his head without saying a word for a long time, he couldn't help but frown and said dissatisfiedly, "Sir, if you don't say it, please forgive me for your incompetence, but return the money."

When Mr. He heard this, he hurriedly waved his hand, "Sir, don't worry! This... I'll talk to my husband first..." Mr. He is a dead brain, and his stomach is not as crooked as Mu Fangjin. I don't know when he has forgotten that Xinyi is a fortune teller. Instead, he has made a lot of tricks.

It turned out that Tian was a tough woman, but her body had never been good. Maybe she was angered by this lustful Mr. He. She lost her temper for three days, and her body was often ill, and sometimes she could only let him do nothing outside. But it was in these days that I don't know where a magic doctor came from. In just a few days, Tian's disease was completely cured, which made Mu Fangjin make a fuss and complain fiercely in front of Tian. Nowadays, Tian is not sick. How can he tolerate Mr. He's behavior? If he doesn't make much noise, he is really sorry for her violent temper.

"Sir, I have told you everything. Sir, you must save my life!" He cried and said, "Now my family is in a mess. If Tian goes to his father's house again or escapes back to his mother's house, I will really have no place to die."

...Don't you deserve it? Her eyebrows trembled. If you are angry, you have to take people's money. At least it is her professional ethics. She sighed "Alas", "I'm afraid the prince will often snare his wife, right? Even if you are sick, there is little care?"

"...If you see her, sir, you won't want to go."

Hearing such a real answer, Xinyi stretched out his hand solemnly and patted him on the shoulder with a slightly sympathetically. I generally understand. In fact, it's easy for you to please your wife..."

"How about it!"

"...go to her room for a few more nights."

His face collapsed in an instant, and his face was dished, "This...this...this is too difficult for people."

Xinyi patted him on the shoulder again, "There is still a stupid opinion on this."

"Sir, please speak quickly!"

"Actually... women, it's the same when the lights are turned off."

“......”

Mr. He's mouth twitched for a long time, and finally stood up from the small bench, arched his hand awe-inspiringly, turned around and strode away. His back had a tragic feeling that "the wind is bleak and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return." Zhuangshi, you should take care of it, Zhuangshi. If this move is easy to use, remember to come back and give some money, Zhuangshi!

Xinyi looked at his back gradually disappearing into the flow of people, and then withdrew his sight, shook his head and sighed, dusting the floating dust on the table. She once again reflected on whether she had spread the employment too widely and how to tell fortunes from the beginning, but now it has become a advice to people. In fact, these two are not the right way.

Or, this fortune-telling is originally psychological counseling, and she hasn't missed her job?

She struggled there for a long time until she was a little hungry. Only then did Xin Yi realize that he was afraid that he could not wait for Mu Fangjin today. When he was hesitating to eat the steamed bread in his arms to satisfy his hunger, he suddenly stood in front of the stall.

Xinyi looked up and saw a tall and slender figure wrapped in a blue gown, with dark-patterned wild geese on his clothes, simple, elegant and outstanding. Looking at it, he saw his thin lips squeezed. He looked at himself condescendingly, with a pair of peach blossom eyes smiling and angry, but his lowered eyes were very disdainful, which made him feel a little more lonely.

She doesn't know what the prince in front of her is. Although he is a handsome man, isn't it equivalent to messing with Mu Fangjin again if she rushes forward for no reason?

"You always watch what I do." He opened his mouth, which dispelled her doubts - the voice was low and full of masculineness that she had never heard before.

"It doesn't mean anything else. They are all guests. Why don't you come and settle a fortune?" She quickly smiled and persuaded him to sit down. "Please sit down, son?"

"Hmm." Instead, he snorted disdainfully from his nose, as if no matter how smiling Xinyi greeted him, he would not be happy to look at it. The man waved his long sleeves with a bitter fragrance of herbs. No need."

What are you doing here? Are you a signboard for me? She turned her head and looked. There were no one in the stalls next to her. Suddenly, she remembered the prince mentioned by the mother-in-law who sold potatoes yesterday, and she inevitably frowned, "Son... Did you come to see me yesterday?"

When he saw him sneering and nodded, Xinyi's face also froze.

Well, how dare this guy not come to tell fortune, but really ruin the scene?