Seeing that Tong Mingyue mentioned her young sister, Liu Wenyang couldn't help but praise: "You know that you feel sorry for your sister. It's rare to think of her at this time!"

Mingyue suddenly bit the candied haws and cried. Liu Wenyang couldn't help but be stunned, "It's so good, why are you crying?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooo!" Mingyue said with tears in her nose and tears, "Young Master, you don't know. Now I remember that I eat well and dress well. At this moment, I still have such sweet candied haws to eat, but my little sister at home has nothing, so I cried!"

Seeing him like this, Liu Wenyang patted his head and said, "Okay, don't be so sad. Follow me to do a good job and save more money. In the future, when you go back to Taohua Town to marry a wife, you can also let your family live a good life!"

"Young Master, you are wrong..." Mingyue said, wiping her tears.

"Wrong, what's wrong?" Liu Wenyang was puzzled.

"It is necessary to let my driver live a good life; but I will not marry a wife. I will serve you for the rest of my life in order to repay your great kindness!"

Liu Wenyang couldn't help but smile, "Okay, young master, I can take care of myself, but you don't need to sacrifice the rest of your life for happiness!"

...

Just as Xiao Tong Mingyue stopped crying, she stopped crying, but heard a faint crying sound not far away.

Liu Wenyang couldn't help but be stunned and couldn't help asking the little Tong Mingyue, "Mingyue, you are an expert in crying. And when you hear this crying, is it really crying or fake crying?"

Mingyue wiped her tears and said, "Young Master, you are asking the right person. The villain guessed. The cry must be really crying."

Liu Wenyang said: "Then tell me. What is the difference between real crying and fake crying?"

Mingyue said: "Meng Jiangnu cried on the stage to the Great Wall. Dou E cried injustice in the world. There were also women in the temple crying themselves through the filial piety hall. These were all fake crying, and every sentence was pressed on the stern eyes."

Liu Wenyang said: "Will it be women who are fake crying?"

Mingyue said: "The beggars on the street also cried a lot. They sang a few words and said one by one, and they were clearly pressing their eyes. Their crying sounds only hummed the word "hei" in the throat. Empress, madam, master, young master, others thought they were crying, but they were not crying. They were only humming their lotus flowers."

Liu Wenyang smiled and said, "Mingyue, you can't see that you are young, but you speak like the old world. But how do you know if the crying just now is really crying or not fake crying?"

Mingyue said: "It is easy to distinguish between real crying and fake crying. Real crying is uncontrollable for a moment, and there is no other way to cry loudly, so the crying sound is very rapid, with no pin eyes to press or syllables to divide. If you don't have any false crying, it's not the same. He wants to use the crying sound to arouse pity from others, so he has used a lot of effort to cry, sometimes high and sometimes low. Sometimes it's urgent and sometimes slow. When crying, it's not only miserable and pitiful, but also melodious, but it's even more exciting than the lyrics!"

Liu Wenyang didn't expect that this little boy Mingyue could make such a nonsense, and that he could tell so many things if he cried really and pretended to be a fake one.

As the two of them talked, their crying gradually approached. It was true that they were not fake. After crying for a long time, they were already a little screaming and crying. Many people were surrounded by voices in unison, saying they were pitiful.

Liu Wenyang and Mingyue were about to enter from the crowd, but they saw a man who looked like a hardworking man standing beside the pond, leaning on a dead tree and crying constantly, and a broken bowl was shattered beside him, and the rice grains were messy. You can guess without asking that it must be this hard worker who broke the rice bowl.

The guys watching the fun next to him could only keep saying "poor" verbally, but no one stood up to help give alms.

Seeing so many people watching jokes around him, the hard worker leaned on the tree and cried bitterly. The man didn't cry easily. It can be said that he was really sad.

Liu Wenyang asked everyone about the reason, and then he realized that the crying person was called "Wang Xiaoer". He lived in the city and made a living by pasting lanterns for others.

Originally, the Lantern Festival was about to be around, and the business of lanterns should be booming, but because of his straightforwardness, he offended the owner of the lantern shop and drove him away.

If he had some savings, like him, he could only support his life even if he didn't work.

However, Wang Xiaoer was a poor boy. His mother, who was over 70 years old, relied on him to support her. Today, she had no food to put into the pot. She took an empty bowl to her relatives outside the city to borrow rice. She finally borrowed a bowl of brown rice, and was about to go home to cook for her mother and son to fill her hunger. Unexpectedly, after heavy snow, she filled up the rugged road in the world. A depression next to the pond was hidden by white snow. Wang Xiaoer stepped down as a flat ground, but she stepped forward and fell forward. It didn't matter if she fell, and it would be fine to get up. The saddest thing was that the bowl of brown rice fell down with him, and it was broken. A large bowl of rice was spilled into the pool next to her, leaving only a handful buried in the snow.

According to Wang Xiaoer, the two of them had been hungry for a day and they were still able to support themselves at a young age. When they were old, if they were hungry, it would be difficult for them to survive.

Everyone gave him a thumbs up and praised him as a filial son. But the empty praise could not fill Wang Xiaoer's hungry belly. In the middle, there was a thin and black old man. Seeing him wearing a Confucian scarf, he looked at Wang Xiaoer and said, "The rice you knocked over can no longer be picked up; people leaned on the tree and could not fill your belly. Everyone has compassion, and a gentleman has the beauty of becoming an adult." After saying this, he looked at the people around him and said to himself: "It's no wonder that everyone is not rich, especially this

After the New Year, his wallet was empty, and he was powerless to save people." He stroked his short moustache and said, "I am just like you, I can't take care of myself and didn't want to deal with this matter. But how can I bear to see this bitter boy leaning on a tree and crying? The ancients said it well, Yu thought that there were drowning people in the world, but he was drowning people; Ji thought that there were hungry people in the world, but he wanted to imitate the ancients. Although he was not capable, he should generously donate money when he was using money."

Liu Wenyang nodded frequently: "I didn't expect that there would be such a kind person in Poyang City. This black-faced gentleman is a generous person. If he is not generous, I will be generous." As he said, he remembered his hard days in the past. His father Liu Da also borrowed rice to live like this. He used up his wealth to cure his illness. The two of them almost starved to death.

The old man said a few compassionate words, and called Wang Xiaoer and said, "Boy, you have met me fortunately. Come quickly and wait for me to help you."

Wang Xiaoer kowtowed to the old man, climbed up, and reached out to wait for him to give. The old man took out a small purse from the cloak, opened the purse. He inserted two fingertips to pick out two pieces of money and put them on the middle fingertips to try the weight. One was just right, the other seemed to be a little heavier, and still included it in the small purse. He took out a lightweight money, a total of two cents, and delivered it to Wang Xiaoer solemnly: "Bad boy, this two cents are saved by me. You can buy a sesame cake for temporary hunger. Then he went to the relatives to borrow a bowl of rice and cook for his mother. But you must be careful not to fall again. Let me let my wish of saving you." After that, he waved his sleeves and turned around and left as if he had done a good deed.

After the Black-faced Mr. left the venue, everyone started to discuss it privately. Some said, "This person is not frugal in his clothes, but his wealth is actually very rich. He relies on fortune telling to make a living, and is known as the two great calculations in Poyang County!"

Some said, "It turned out to be him, nicknamed "God's Purposer" and also called "Iron Abacus". However, everyone likes to call him "Iron Rooster". He is always a stingy person, and he never thought he would give money today!"

"What a charity! Didn't you pay for two cents when you saw it? Damn, I spent two cents and were there to fill in some generous donations!"

Someone said, "If I had known that donating two cents would be considered generous, so no one would do such a great charity."

...

A group of people were chatting here, and Liu Wenyang could hear it clearly, but it turned out that this thin old man was Mr. Qiu Er, one of the two great calculations of Poyang, who was one of the two great calculations of Poyang!

The "Sai Zhuge" who was as famous as Mr. Qiu Er was born at the wrong time, or was wrong with others, and was killed by Liu Wenyang. Now Mr. Qiu Er has become the largest fortune teller in the entire Poyang City.

However, like Sai Zhuge, Mr. Qiu Er is not a good person. Not only does he ask for more fortune telling, but he is more stingy, mean, and vicious. In order to make money to change Feng Shui for the rich, he even shoveled the ancestral graves of poor families. What's even more hateful is that this person is very lustful. He married four or five wives and concubines in a row, and worked day and night to practice evil ways. The youngest concubine was only twelve or thirteen years old. She could be his granddaughter, but was tortured by him so hard that she even had difficulty walking.

It is precisely by burying one's conscience and helping others tell fortunes and fortunes. Mr. Qiu Er has accumulated a lot of property and became a famous rich man in Poyang County. He knew that he helped others change Feng Shui and tamper with Yin and Yang, and he has committed many evil deeds recently. Sometimes he bought a turtle turtle and threw it into the pond to release animals, and sometimes he took out a small amount of money or gave it to the beggar next to the road. However, when there is a business of fortune-telling and Feng Shui, no matter how many people are harmed or how many families are harmed, he can do it. Therefore, there are two common sayings in Poyang City, which are called "The heaven is not afraid of the earth, but I am afraid that Qiu Er will dig your ancestral grave and your family!"

After hearing this, Liu Wenyang understood. Damn, he is greedy for money, but he still sticks to morality. He only helps others to observe the feng shui and never harms others. However, this guy ignores right and wrong. In order to make money, he can bury his conscience and even dig up his ancestral graves. It is simply a shame of the "viewing the realm"!

Then I thought that when I first came to Poyang City, I met these two masters. One of them was destroyed by me in a daze. As for this, one day I will fight him to see who wins and who loses...

While Liu Wenyang was looking in his stomach, Mingyue, who was traveling with him, suddenly picked up the broken bowl on the ground, then took out a piece of silver weighing seven or eight cents from his body and threw it into the broken bowl, and handed it to Wang Xiaoer: "Take this piece of silver and buy three dou of rice from the rice shop, and buy some vegetables for the rest, which is enough for you and your mother to spend the year. In the coming year, let's make a decision."

Mingyue's heroic act not only made Wang Xiaoer feel surprised, but even those who were watching the fun around him were also exclaiming in unison, and they were full of praise.

Wang Xiaoer was about to kowtow and thank him, but Mingyue pulled him away and told him: "Don't make trouble for this silence, you must know that your mother is looking at you taking rice home!"

Wang Xiaoer asked Mingyue's name again, and Liu Wenyang smiled and said, "You don't need to ask his name. He is my book boy, and I am his master. The master has never given charity, but he has given first. If you are grateful to him, just listen to him and go back early will be enough."

Wang Xiaoer took the money and put it in his arms, thanked him with gratitude. The people who watched the fun were all ready to part.

Suddenly, Liu Wenyang shouted behind Wang Xiaoer who was about to turn his head and leave, saying: "Come back!"

Wang Xiaoer gasped. He thought that Liu Wenyang had changed his mind and wanted to take the silver that Xiao Tong Mingyue gave away. This was clearly "a joyful pig bite urine and soaked in her air", so he held the silver in his arms in his hand and prepared to hand it over. However, Liu Wenyang smiled and said to him, "I ask you, how long will these broken silvers last for you?"

Wang Xiaoer scratched his head and said, "I can support you for two or three months!"

"What about two or three months later? You still have no job and live in vain. The mother and son are still hungry. Since ancient times, they say: You must see blood when killing people, and you must save them thoroughly. I think you have to help you!"

"Ah. But I don't know how you want to help me, young master?" Wang Xiaoer said in a daze.

Liu Wenyang smiled softly and said, "There are unexpected changes in the sky, and people have good fortune and good fortune every day. But many times people can change their destiny... I look at your appearance and have a real life of fire. I have a bad temper and are as easy as firecrackers. And because water and fire are incompatible, most of your bowl of rice will fall into the water and be fed to the turtle!"

When Wang Xiaoer heard Liu Wenyang say this, he couldn't help but choke up and said, "Young Master is saying very well! I also know that this is not good and it is easy to cause trouble. Take this for example, it was just because he offended the boss and was kicked out. There was no work, which caused my mother to be hungry... but I don't know how to change my bad temper!"

Liu Wenyang said: "If you can trust me, I can help you."

Wang Xiaoer hurriedly bowed: "I hope the young master will fulfill his wish!"

Everyone around was also very curious, not knowing how Liu Wenyang would help Wang Xiaoer "change his fate". So everyone stared at him with wide eyes.

Liu Wenyang said to Wang Xiaoer: "If you believe me, take the penny on you!"

Wang Xiaoer didn't understand why, so he took out a penny from his arms and handed it to Liu Wenyang. Liu Wenyang took the penny, pinched it up and down with his fingers, and then flicked it with his fingers, and the round money rolled between his fingers.

"Look at it and don't be distracted!" said Liu Wenyang.

Wang Xiaoer hurriedly focused on the rotating copper coin.

Liu Wenyang began to whisper in his ear. As for what he said, people around him couldn't hear clearly or understand, but it was precisely because of this that it seemed more mysterious and made them more curious.

"What is he doing?"

"I don't know!"

"Why do you look like you are casting a spell?"

"Yes, is this young man a Taoist priest?"

...

People muttered in a low voice and speculated.

Liu Wenyang saw that it was almost done, so he snapped his fingers in Wang Xiaoer's ear, awakening him from hypnosis, and said, "Okay, within at least three months, you will get rid of your bad habits of being irritable, take your time, and when you adapt to your habits, it will definitely help you in the future!"

That's right, in fact, what Liu Wenyang used just now was a simple hypnosis technique. He used his subconscious hypnosis to make him tolerate everything and stop rushing like a firecracker. This hypnosis technique was not profound in his previous life and was a necessary means for many psychologists to help treat people with "mania". Now Liu Wenyang is very suitable for Wang Xiaoer.

As for why Liu Wenyang did this, it is very simple - behavior determines habits, habits determine personality, and personality determines destiny!

Since you want to help Wang Xiaoer "change his fate", you must change his bad habits!

Wang Xiaoer didn't know that he had been subconsciously hypnotized by Liu Wenyang, and his temper would change a lot in the future. He just felt that the words Liu Wenyang murmured in his ears seemed to have been planted into his heart and were indelible; he also felt very comfortable all over, as if he had a good rest after doing heavy work.

Although I don’t understand what Liu Wenyang did to him, this feeling is very good. Therefore, Wang Xiaoer clasped his fists with great gratitude and thanked Liu Wenyang: “I thank my benefactor for help, but I don’t know the name of my benefactor?”

Liu Wenyang smiled slightly and said, "You don't have to thank me. Helping the danger and emergency are what our masters should have done!"

Wang Xiaoer was shocked again: "You are the master of the court, may I ask you..."

You should know that the Ming Dynasty is different from other dynasties. Because of Liu Bowen, Liu Zhuang's god-like appearance, the figures such as the Xiangshi Fengshui master who were originally in the middle of the ninth level directly rose to several levels. They were not only superior to others, but also won over by many powerful people.

Because of this, the people of the Ming Dynasty also had extremely respect or awe of these people, and this was the main reason why Liu Wenyang became famous so quickly. Due to the trend, he rode the wind again, and it was difficult to become famous.

Seeing so many people looking at him eagerly, hoping that he could claim his reputation. Liu Wenyang did not hide it and said bluntly: "In Xia Taohua Town, Liu Wenyang!"

I originally thought that these people in Poyang would not have heard of their names like fortune tellers, but he was wrong. When Liu Wenyang easily announced his name, he shouted loudly around him: "Oh my God, he is Liu Wenyang, the little Liu Shenxiang!"

"I finally saw the real person! I'm going to die for Zhuge, and I'll burn the locust tree and descend the dragon!"

"Liu Shenxiang, please help me and tell me a fortune!"

"Liu Shenxiang, please change my fate!"

"The God of Liu! The God of Liu!"

...

Everyone was extremely excited and pulled Liu Wenyang and almost teared him and ate him.

Liu Wenyang was stunned. He finally escaped under the protection of Xiao Tong Mingyue, but a huge question in his heart was, how could he be so famous?!

I have only been in Poyang City for less than two days, why does everyone seem to know their name?!

Incredible!
Chapter completed!