Chapter 211 Fortune Telling
"Isn't he misogynistic?" Feng Qingyi said.
Xu Linghe asked: "What is misogyny?"
Feng Qingyi: "It's just distortion, derogation of women, and hatred of women."
"It shouldn't be a problem if he hates women. After all, he really likes the women in the flower house." Xu Linghe said sarcastically.
Feng Qingyi patted her shoulder, "Okay, let's not talk about him anymore, it will affect our mood. Let's go shopping."
The two of them were wandering casually on the street, and Feng Qingyi suddenly saw Qianjue who was being watched.
"Let's go over and take a look." Feng Qingyi pointed in his direction.
Xu Linghe nodded, "Okay, let's go and take a look."
Feng Qingyi and Xu Linghe came into the crowd. Qianjue looked up and saw Feng Qingyi and waved to her.
"Little girl, come here and help me!"
Feng Qingyi looked at Xu Linghe, "It must be about fortune telling!"
Xu Linghe nodded, "Yeah."
Isn't he a creative person? Why do you work as a fortune teller part-time again?
Remembering the last time he made money by painting blindly in Taolin, I don't think it's strange to see him like this now.
Feng Qingyi waved his hand towards Qian Jue, "No, no, I have to leave first."
Xu Linghe: "Qingyi, do you know him?"
"Don't you know him? He is Qian Jue." Feng Qingyi said.
Xu Linghe looked back and said, "Qianjue, isn't that from Wenyuan Pavilion? Why are you setting up a stall to tell fortunes!"
"Maybe he just cheated when he was bored." This seemed like something he could do.
Xu Linghe asked: "How did you meet him? I heard that his paintings are worth millions of dollars, and he is Zhao Yiqing's master. When I saw him today, I didn't feel like him."
"His paintings are really great, but as for the people, that's another story."
After walking around with Xu Linghe again, the two separated.
Feng Qingyi was about to go back when he found Qian Jue following him with a fortune-telling flag in his hand.
"Little girl, you are so unloyal. You don't even want to help me."
Feng Qingyi: "Why did you go to tell your fortune?"
"It's not like I'm too busy every day. It's too boring to stay in Wenyuan Pavilion, so I came out to do a side job to make a living." Qian Jue said slowly.
Feng Qingyi: "Are you just here to show off?"
"How are you talking? If you don't believe it, I will tell you a fortune." Qian Jue said.
Feng Qingyi: "Okay, then you can help me calculate how many points I can get in the final exam?"
Qian Jue: "...How do I calculate this? This can be changed by external forces. Change it, otherwise I will calculate how many people are in your family."
Feng Qingyi rolled his eyes, "Does this still matter? Is this how you deceive me?"
Qian Jue: "Although I'm not as good as Guang'an, I can still tell the good and bad. You little girl doesn't know what to do, so don't talk nonsense."
"You don't want to say that my hall is dark and there has been a bloody disaster recently!" Feng Qingyi looked at him.
Qian Jue stared at Feng Qingyi carefully and said, "You have indeed had bad luck recently. You won't suffer a bloody disaster, but you will still have minor bumps and bruises. You should pay more attention to it."
"Just talk nonsense!" Feng Qingyi only thought that he was talking nonsense.
Qian Jue: "Girl, why don't you spend some money to eliminate the disaster?"
"Don't fool me." Feng Qingyi said.
Qian Jue: "If you regret it later, don't come to me crying. It will be too late by then."
"Bye, let's go." Feng Qingyi waved to him and left.
In the Tianqi Military Camp, Qin Yuchuan held a letter from Sheng Jing in his hand.
Namu Qi stood aside, "Did your Majesty say anything?"
"Nothing." It was just a greeting.
Yan Chi said: "The scouts sent news that Rong Sheng, the military advisor from southern Xinjiang, is coming back."
Qin Yuchuan raised his eyes, "Rong Sheng?"
Yan Chi: "It is said that the first few battles were commanded by Rong Sheng. If he comes back, we will not be as smooth as before."
"Murong Yi doesn't have much strength. We expected them to change their generals and command." Namu Qi said.
Qin Yuchuan: "Has the specific situation of Rong Sheng been found out?"
Yan Chi: "According to the investigation, he belongs to the prince of Southern Xinjiang. It was the prince who sent him to assist Murong Yi this time, but there seems to be a disagreement between the two."
"It was also because of a dispute with Murong Yi before. Neither party could convince the other, so he left."
"There were heavy losses in southern Xinjiang some time ago. The military general was very dissatisfied with Murong Yi, so he invited Rong Sheng back."
Qin Yuchuan thought for a moment and said, "I understand. You all should step back first and pay attention to the news in Nanwucheng. If there is any news, please report it in time."
Yan Chi nodded, "I understand."
After everyone in the tent dispersed, Qin Yuchuan looked at the defense map.
He had thought a lot about this war. Although these battles had been relatively easy, he never imagined that everything would go so smoothly.
Although Rong Sheng has never heard of his name, it can be seen from the past few battles that his strength is extraordinary.
It seems that the next battle will not be easy.
Peking University, classroom, a few minutes before class.
"Qingyi, what's wrong with you?"
Shen Hanyue looked at Feng Qingyi limping into the classroom and quickly walked over to help her.
Feng Qingyi said softly: "I just sprained my foot on the stairs."
Shen Hanyue: "How about the teacher and I take a leave of absence and help you go to the infirmary."
Qu Jingqiu and Lou Xi also came over to check on her condition.
Feng Qingyi: "It's okay, it's not a big problem, it just hurts a little."
"Why are you wearing sneakers that hurt you?" Qu Jingqiu said.
Feng Qingyi sighed, "I accidentally stepped on the air when I was going down the stairs this morning, and that's it. You all go back and sit down. I'm fine."
Could it be that Qian Jue really was right, and his luck has been bad these days.
Shen Hanyue looked at Feng Qingyi's ankle and said, "You seem to be a little swollen. You should go to the infirmary later."
Feng Qingyi: "Let's go after class. I don't want to move now."
"If it hurts, just say it." Shen Han became more worried.
Feng Qingyi shook his head, "I used to stumble a lot when dancing. I'm used to it. It doesn't hurt if I don't move. Don't worry."
After class, Shen Hanyue helped Feng Qingyi to the infirmary to get medicine.
Feng Qingyi talked about what Qian Jue said yesterday, "Yue Yue, I met a fortune teller on the road yesterday. He said that I have been having bad luck recently, and he asked me to lose money and avoid disaster."
"So you didn't give me money, did you? You don't look like someone who can be deceived so easily!" Shen Hanyue said.
Feng Qingyi shook his head, "I thought he was a liar, so I didn't take him seriously. As a result, he sprained his foot today. You said he can't really figure out anything?"
"Why do you still believe this? You're just careless. Don't blame any strange force. Be careful in the future." Shen Hanyue said.
Feng Qingyi nodded, this time it was probably just a coincidence.