The morning sun was bright but not too scorching. Under the shade of the trees, a breeze blew gently in the pavilion. In the large courtyard, there was no bustle of youths reading and walking in the past. At this moment, there was only Li Ru, Chen Jue, and the others sitting around the table in the pavilion.
Jing Beihou swept his eyes up and down Li Xiao several times. When Li Xiao timidly smiled at him, he pulled the corners of his mouth.
This little girl was as soft as a breeze caressing a willow. Her pair of big watery eyes sparkled when she looked at people. Her facial features were very delicate and beautiful. Looking carefully, it was actually the most beautiful girl's face he had ever seen.
Just like this, she gently smiled at people. In her shyness, the corners of her eyes were upturned, revealing a bit of seductive charm — after she grew up, he didn't know what kind of enchantress she would be.
Jing Beihou looked at Chen Jue again. He couldn't figure out what the youngest third-rank official in history meant.
Although it was widely rumored in the capital that this person was unreliable and eccentric, although the Emperor wasn't young, he was definitely not muddle-headed. To be able to place such importance and trust in a young person … Chen Jue couldn't really be a madman.
He drank a mouthful of tea and turned his head to look at Prince Six.
Since these people entered the pavilion, Prince Six rarely spoke. At this moment, he was also drinking tea quietly, as if he had something on his mind.
He looked at Li Ru again. This Mr. Li was very knowledgeable. His brain was also one of the smartest people he had ever seen. He was completely unlike other teachers who were old-fashioned and rigid. Instead, he often revealed an inner wisdom, making people feel that he was unfathomable.
Today, Chen Jue definitely didn't come just to show off to them such a little girl who could tell fortunes.
Jing Beihou also didn't believe Chen Jue's nonsense about superpowered people. Therefore, he touched the teacup and looked around. After a few breaths of time, he opened his mouth and said, "Let's just calculate it. Recently, I've been a bit uneasy. How about a Ping An hexagram?"
These words were said to Chen Jue.
Li Xiao nodded at Jue Chen and took out the three copper coins from her pocket. They were the tools of her 'performing arts'.
Under Jing Bei Hou Wu's dignified gaze, Li Xiao extended her weak and boneless little hand and shook the three copper coins on the table.
The copper coins collided and spun, scattering on the table with a clatter.
After the copper coins stopped rolling, Li Xiao lowered her head and looked at the three copper coins on the table.
Her long bangs covered her eyes and eyebrows. Bystanders could only see her tall nose, her tightly pursed red lips, and her delicate chin.
In this moment of silence, everyone felt a trace of anxiousness.
Everyone stared at the copper coins on the table, but no one could see anything wrong with them.
Li Xiao counted to fifteen in her heart before she raised her head and said to Jing Beihou: "Houye, can I look at your palm?"
Jing Beihou impatiently twitched the corner of his mouth and handed his left hand to Li Xiao.
A big man like him was the most impatient with this kind of thing.
Li Xiao extended her finger and pried open Jing Beihou's finger.
At the moment of contact, a scene of Jing Beihou's future appeared in her mind —
The hall was filled with the sound of crying. A woman who looked to be about the same age as Jing Beihou pulled Jing Beihou and cried until the sky turned dark.
That woman threw herself into Jing Bei Hou's arms, her mouth wailing incessantly, her body falling straight down. Jing Bei Hou used his hand to support that woman's waist, but his own hand was trembling so much that he could not exert any strength.
"Lian'er … … Lian'er, she … …" Furen cried and finally fainted.
There were many people in the hall, mixed with the men's surprise and anxiety, the women's pale and crying, and there were also soldiers wearing official uniforms in the room.
She also saw Wang Yi … …
Li Xiao frowned. She raised her head to look at Jing Beihou. She wanted to speak, but she was somewhat worried.
Her line of sight fell on Chen Jue.
"Jing Beihou, how do you explain this divination?"
Chen Jue pointed to the three copper coins on the table. When he spoke to Li Xiao, his voice was as slow and gentle as possible to give an encouraging message.
Knowing that this little girl was timid, he didn't want to scare her.
His coaxing tone made Jing Beihou look at Chen Jue again — — This Lord Chen, at this time, knew how to restrain his hostility.
Li Xiao shook her head.
Jing Beihou's face sank.
Li Xiao showed a hesitant expression.
"It doesn't matter, just say it."
Jing Beihou opened his mouth first. He wanted to see what Chen Jue and this little liar wanted to do together.
"The Marquis's wife should be a … round-faced, fair-skinned woman. She … she should be about the Marquis's … height." Li Xiao gestured with his chin. This height, among women, could be considered very tall.
Jing Beihou didn't expect Li Xiao to talk about this first. He nodded. What she said was right. Could this be calculated?
But he casually thought: His Furen wasn't some eldest daughter who was raised in a boudoir and rarely showed her face.
Knowing his Furen and knowing his Furen's height was completely nothing.
Street play, hmph!
"You … …" She recalled the scene she saw. Jing Beihou's clothes were about the same thickness as today. It should be something that was going to happen in the next few days. "Marquis, who is Lian'er?"
Jing Beihou's face almost turned green, and his whole person suddenly stood up.
He was still questioning, but when he heard this, he instantly became uncontrollably excited.
A daughter's name, except for the people who served the daughter in the inner courtyard when she was still in the boudoir, her parents and brothers, and her husband, no one knew.
This wasn't a child's play!
When a woman was young, few people knew her name!
How did this little diviner know???
Chen Jue couldn't possibly know!
No one in Dali Monastery would know!
He clenched his fists and suddenly got angry. He turned his sharp eyes and glared at Chen Jue. "Chen Jue, what do you mean?"
Chen Jue was also shocked by Jing Beihou's appearance. He frowned and didn't pay attention to Jing Beihou. Instead, he looked at Li Xiao with the same doubts in his eyes.
"Chen, Jue!" Jing Beihou gritted his teeth word by word.
Zhang Tang, who was sitting behind Chen Jue, was frightened by Jing Beihou's appearance and shifted his butt. Thinking that Jing Beihou was also a person who fought in the battlefield when he was young, he was famous for his bad temper.
Jing Beihou wouldn't suddenly get angry and hit people, right?
Chen Jue wasn't afraid. He shook his head and motioned for Jing Beihou to calm down. "You should believe that she is a powerful diviner … … This is Li Xiao's divination words. I also don't know what it means."
Jing Beihou clenched his fists and sat down again. He impatiently knocked on the table. "What is the result of the divination?
You almost said it all! "
Li Xiao thought of Jing Beihou's appearance when he learned the bad news. She also couldn't bear it, but still said: "This divination is extremely ominous. It is a death divination.
In the next few days, someone from the yamen will come to inform you of Lian-er's death. "
Since it was someone from the yamen who came to inform, then … … it was most likely an ominous death.
Although Li Xiao's voice was soft and sweet, the words she said were like a heavy blow, making Jing Beihou's complexion more and more unsightly.
"Lian-er is the name of my married daughter. How do you know?" Jing Beihou's pair of fierce eyes stared at Li Xiao, his heart anxious and uneasy.
His heart was full of anger, making his face turn red. There was no longer the ridicule and indifference when he ridiculed Li Xiao for talking nonsense.
The one he loved the most since childhood was this daughter!
"The person who died in the divination has a deep relationship with you. It shows that the left and the right are pitiful.
This is the mystery of unraveling the divination. "Li Xiao said as if it was true, but in fact, she was vague.
Jing Beihou could no longer sit still. He stood up and hurriedly said: "Farewell."
As he spoke, he turned and walked out of the pavilion.
"Where is Hou Ye going?" Chen Jue also stood up.
"The Assistant Minister of Rites fu." Jing Beihou answered without turning his head.
His daughter was the Assistant Minister of Rites Zhang Yu, who was married to him. Now, she was pregnant with her second child.
Prince Six and Li Ru sat steadily, watching Jing Beihou leave. No one stopped him.
This calm attitude of watching seemed peaceful and natural, but faintly strange.
When Jing Beihou turned a corner, left the garden, and walked towards the front porch, Prince Six put down his teacup, his line of sight falling on Li Xiao.
Li Xiao also withdrew his line of sight and suddenly met Prince Six's eyes.
Just this glance was like being stared at by a viper. The hairs on her back suddenly stood up.
She couldn't help but widen her eyes. Her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by someone, unexpectedly throbbing with pain.