The autumn wind brings joy, and it is another autumn.

When I got up early to practice swords, I accidentally destroyed the seventh wooden sword. Ding Dang and Ding Zhenyuan finally went out to find a business that made money.

On the streets and alleys, there are people who open their doors to do business, such as ready-made clothing shops, tailor shops, teahouses, restaurants, inns, cooking cakes, jewelry, pawns, money shops, carriages and horses...

In the morning, he wandered around the streets, and almost every store had a business, and he had a general idea of ​​the store.

"These business looks good, but unfortunately, they are still too slow to make money. They need to fill in the sea of ​​gold and silver, otherwise they will have to live..."

When he thought of his and his sister's gray hair, Ding Dang shook, shook his head, and walked forward with great strides.

It was not until he sat in a teahouse facing the street that the bad idea still lingered in front of him and could not be gone.

Sitting in a seat near the gate, he ordered a pot of herbal tea. He muttered while drinking:

"What are you doing to make sure you make money without losing money and make huge profits?"

The old man sitting next to him heard this and smiled and said:

"How can there be so many good things in the world? You can still make a profit without losing money?

"If you have to say one thing, of course you are an official, and it is better to be a high-ranking official! As the saying goes, three years of Qing magistrates, one hundred thousand snowflakes. Isn't this a huge profit-making deal that can make sure you make money!"

Ding Dang's eyes lit up and he was a little moved, but he slowly finished a large bowl of herbal tea, left a few copper slots on the table, and then he checked out and left.

"I want to be an official!"

...

Under the night, the prefect's rear yamen.

In the study, the prefect was dressed in regular clothes, dressed like a rich man, sitting on the side of the table, with an agate bracelet in his hand.

A blind old Taoist sat opposite him, wearing a shabby Taoist robe that had been sewn and patched, with a bun casually tied up on his head, and used a branch that had cut off the bark as a hairpin.

However, the prefect dared not underestimate him. According to rumors, this blind man has opened his yin and yang eyes and can see things that ordinary people cannot see. Nine out of ten hexagrams are accurate, and it is very effective to calculate lost things and marriages. Even his future is only three years after a look. He is a famous fortune teller in a hundred miles nearby.

"Master, do you think about my official career? Can I have the opportunity to be promoted? I have been evaluated in the past two years, and my cousin also said that I would operate it for me. I heard that a chief minister in the state will retire tomorrow, and there will be a vacancy."

The prefect looked at the blind old Taoist expectantly, and without waiting for him to ask, he revealed the news first.

"Master, can this happen if you look at it?"

There was a silence in the study room, and only the sound of the blind old Taoist's knuckles tapping on the table was heard. It was neither anxious nor slow, but it was one after another, as if it was knocking on the heart of the prefect.

He didn't dare to urge him, but just waited patiently.

If other warlocks dared to show off in front of him, he would have let the servants throw them out.

But this one is different. This one has real skills. If he hadn't been to him, he wouldn't have climbed to this position so quickly if he hadn't been to him.

"Well... This matter cannot be said to be without hope, but there is little hope."

The blind old Taoist said calmly.

"It is already the limit to climb to the head of the government in your own situation. It is difficult, and it is difficult to force it to go further!"

Then, he changed his voice and said;

"unless--"

A well-maintained right hand spread out, stretched out five fingers, and shook it.

The prefect handed over a stack of bills with great thoughtfulness, all of which were secretly named silver bills of 100 taels. They were right when they saw the bills. The number was probably no less than a thousand taels.

This is the rule to ask this master for guidance. If you clearly mark the price, you will have to charge a fee if you are in the key.

After collecting the money, the old blind man became obviously a little more enthusiastic. He nodded and did not count it, so he put the banknotes in his arms.

"Actually, if you want to go further, the best way is to join the senior officials in the court, submit a letter of worship, and walk around more. The fifth-rank magistrate is quite good in the local area, but it is inconspicuous when you arrive in the capital. Of course, you are already doing this step, but your sister is looking for the right way!"

"The master's advice is that this is difficult to find! I have also been active many times, but I have never heard of it!"

The prefect was also full of bitterness and fell out when he found someone.

"I'll show you a clear way. The General's Mansion seems to be looking for white fox cubs recently. You might as well work hard on this."

The prefect was overjoyed. Who is the King of General? The Queen's brother, the king of the other surname who holds military power, is a real power faction who can compete with the national teacher in the court.

If you really take this path, not to mention being transferred to the state, it would be easy to become a Beijing official!

"Thank you for your advice from Master. I just don't bother the second master in one matter. The news about this white fox......"

Before the blind old Taoist could speak, the prefect took out a white jade box the size of a palm and handed it over.

"I accidentally got a precious water soul elite. I hope the master likes it."

The blind old Taoist looked happy and groped to open the box.

An irregular water-blue quartz lies quietly in a white jade box.

"Yes, it's the Water Po Elite, you're intent."

The blind old man accepted this generous gift with satisfaction.

"Since the magistrate gives such a generous gift, it is not easy for the old blind man to hide his own personal information. However, this white fox is not easy to find, and it takes some means."

He signaled the magistrate to come over, and the old blind man told him the key points.

Finally, he reminded him with concern:

"Mr. Prefect must not leak the news. If anyone asks, don't reveal that it was my blind man's idea, otherwise this matter will not work."

It seemed that he had said too much, and the old blind man regretted it. He hurriedly collected the information of today, refused the invitation from the prefect, and insisted on leaving.

After the old blind man left, the prefect sat in the study room and thought for a while, and called his trusted servant.

"Go and find out what the old blind man is?"

The prefect's face was not very good. He had a vague guess about the identity of this blind fortune teller.

"Don't touch him casually. Find out where he lives, where he usually goes, and who have met with him. It's best to do things in the past month. Be careful and don't leave it behind."

The trusted servant nodded obediently and asked:

"Master, do you have any other instructions?"

The prefect thought about it and felt that the money could not be spent in vain, so he ordered again:

"Go and find a few hunters for me quietly, and ask for the best one. Master, I want them to find a pure white fox."

Then, the prefect told his confidant the old blind man's advice.

The old blind man said just now that he had to act according to what he said in order to achieve his wish.

After repeated instructions several times, I confirmed that all the trusted servants remembered it, and the prefect asked him to leave.
Chapter completed!