Lord Zong didn't want to directly despise him for being stupid, so he just acted like an elder and yelled at him to drink more tea to avoid choking.
"I heard from Zong Ling that you are good at magic and fortune telling. Then can you tell me what my fate is?" Lord Zong tried hard to communicate more with the younger generation.
"No, we are not destined to be together." Xiao Cunyu glanced at him and shook his head.
"Fate?" Lord Zong felt that these two were illusory.
"It's fate. My cultivation is not high enough, so I can't calculate the fate of people who have no fate with me. In addition, royal relatives can't be counted either. There are not many dignitaries who can be counted. Uncle Zong, if you want to calculate, you can resign first. When you are ordinary and mediocre, I will give you a good price." Xiao Cunyu said happily.
She said this entirely for the sake of the future.
What if she becomes too famous in the future and the emperor asks her to enter the palace to calculate her life span?
So we still have to set the rules in advance like those masters.
Lord Zong could only smile at Xiao Cunyu's nonsense and said nothing else. He wanted to ask him about the affairs of the academy, but when he thought about the fact that this kid's grades were not even as good as his son's, he didn't want to hurt this junior's feelings.
"My son keeps saying that he wants to learn from a master, and his mother keeps sighing all day long because of him..." Lord Zong was hinting at something.
His son has recently become interested in Taoism. Every time he has a holiday, he goes to Nantai Temple, saying that he wants to be a mysterious master like Xiao Cunyu.
"Don't worry about that. He doesn't have the talent. He can only study for another ten years. When he reaches the age of thirty, he will be able to get on the right track. There is no need to rush." Xiao Cunyu said calmly.
Master Zong opened his mouth to retort, but found...
If my son can make some progress in a dozen years, that would be pretty good.
After all, you have wasted so many years. No matter how hard you work, you can't rise to the top in just two or three years.
His son is not smart enough, not even as smart as Zhou Jingmao of the Zhou family.
"Based on your understanding of Ling'er, what can he do in the future?" Lord Zong asked curiously.
"You, as a father, don't understand, so how should I know?" Xiao Cunyu was not polite at all.
Want her to tell your fortune? Pay her?
This Lord Zong seems to be even more stingy than Zong Ling. Moreover, the future is in her own hands. Although it can be seen from the fate, if she says it out loud, many variables will be lost. Especially for someone who believes in fate like Zong Ling, what if he doesn't want to make progress after listening to her words?
She can calculate the disasters of recent years, marriage, short-term future, lost items, etc...
Life is too long, and she will not reveal the secret unless there are very few variables.
Lord Zong was retorted by her words and was so angry that he didn't want to talk anymore.
If this were his son, he would definitely be punished for speaking so rudely.
But... my son also said that Xiao Cunyu is a good talker and is good at offending people, but he is not a bad person and is quite loyal.
Thinking of this, Lord Zong had no choice but to control his temper.
After waiting for a long time, someone outside came to report that Qian Li Niang's relatives had been invited over, and there were also a number of witnesses and evidence, which had now been dragged into the court.
"Mr. Xiao Qilang, please." Lord Zong smiled.
"You're welcome." Xiao Cunyu grinned, took two steps, and turned back. "I've made a great report and solved a strange case. Shouldn't I get a reward?"
There should be some reward in the form of silver, right?
"Yes, but he's not a famous bandit or a fugitive. The most he can offer is five taels of silver. You come from a wealthy family, how could you possibly look down on him?"
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