Chapter 277 Nanxi tells the fortune of the master's son
The master had originally booked a flight for 5 p.m. that day, but Mr. Chen wouldn't let him leave and begged him to stay another day. Perhaps because he was in a good mood, he agreed.
The guests began to leave Shangzhou, even Shengsheng left. Only the master's family, relatives surnamed Wan from his hometown, relatives surnamed Jiang, and Secretary Liu, Baiyun, and Chang Nanxi remained.
Mr. Chen has stated that my guests will be exempt from accommodation fees. Naturally, Xu Ri will cover the expenses for Master's family and Bai Yun. I will only cover the food expenses for my relatives, Secretary Liu, and Nan Xi.
Yifan and I divided the work. He would primarily be responsible for accompanying relatives and Party Secretary Liu, and would rest in the afternoon. Tomorrow, my parents and Yifan would accompany us to Shangzhou. I would accompany Master's family and Nanxi.
Baiyun is a frequent visitor and does not need any company.
Xiaolin's parents and the guests who came to see them off rested for a while before returning home to prepare for the return banquet. After our family saw them off, we returned home to rest.
My mother was shrewd and said, "Only Long Boy has not come from Wuxiang."
My brother-in-law said, "I asked Xiao Liming to bring a red envelope."
As I sat there, I was thinking about someone: Shi Ting. I hadn't contacted him since arriving in Shangzhou. He should have known I was here, right? I'd told Mr. Shu about it once. Unless he hadn't been there since that acupuncture session, then...
By the way, why would he contact you? He's just a fan of Master.
It’s just that he was in a hurry to leave, and I felt a little sorry, otherwise I could have talked to him.
At this time, my sister called and asked, "Master, if you don't leave, what are the arrangements for dinner?"
"Mr. Chen is in charge."
"What time will you be there this afternoon?"
"Five o'clock, let them rest first."
"I'll come over later and go with you."
"That's unnecessary. Mr. Chen's dinner is carefully planned for every single person. If he doesn't invite you, you won't enjoy the meal."
"What are you talking about, Master Jiang Zuo Wan? I just want to take a look at the presidential suite. I don't want to eat." She emphasized the word "take a look".
I laughed out loud, "Absolutely. But, just take a look and then leave. They have something to discuss."
I rested for half an hour, and then my sister came over. I saw her carrying a bag of dragon fruit and asked, "We have a lot of fruit at home."
She glanced at me, thinking I was ignorant. She said, "I come here empty-handed? Give it to Master."
I doubled over with laughter. "He lives in the presidential suite, and there's all sorts of fruit there. And the quality is better than yours. By the way, you should go see the perks in the presidential suite."
I first took her to Rising Sun 1701 to rest. Then we went to Nanxi's room. We said we would go visit my master later. He said, "I'll sit in meditation for ten minutes. Come and wake me."
At 4:30, I called Nanxi's room, and then my sister and I left the room. In the hallway, we introduced them to each other.
We first went down to the first floor and then took the special elevator. After arriving, we asked the floor attendant to make a phone call inside and Sister Li came out to greet us.
Entering the living room, I introduced Chang Nanxi to Master and his wife. Master shook Nanxi's hand and said, "I've heard from Shanhong that you are a person of real talent and learning."
Everyone sat down, and my sister chatted with the master's wife, while the three of us chatted about some small things. Nanxi introduced himself as a Taoist monk who now lived in the temple and devoted himself to studying.
The master said, "It is good to study."
I added, "Nanxi's ancestors were fortune tellers. He is well versed in physiognomy."
The master then wrote down his son's birth date and asked Nanxi to calculate it.
Nanxi closed her eyes and I was also calculating in my mind.
Nanxi hesitated, looking somewhat uncomfortable. My master was such a shrewd man, so he stood up and walked towards the small reception room. I ran back twice, brought the teacup over, and refilled the tea.
Nanxi counted his fingers and said, "This fate is unusual. He will surely suffer misfortune in middle age. Only when he is forty-two will he finally break free from the shadows and see the sun."
My master has a basic understanding of physiognomy. I've also read the book Nanxi sent me, and I knew this person's birth chart indicated a calamity in middle age, but I couldn't predict the inevitable disaster. It seems the subtleties of physiognomy can't be expressed in words; they must be passed down orally to truly master it.
"Then push it more specifically," said the master.
Nanxi introduced this fate: Born with a shallow foundation, he can only survive by changing his surname and leaving his hometown. He was smart and bold when he was young, and only went to school at the age of eight.
I asked, "Why should we start learning at the age of eight?"
Nanxi said, "When I was seven years old, I fell seriously ill and almost died. From then on, my parents treated me like a precious pearl, holding me in their hands and calling me their treasure. I studied hard and my parents didn't have to worry about me.
At nineteen, he was blessed with good fortune. He leaped over the Dragon Gate and went to university. He wanted a wife as beautiful as Xi Shi, and dreamed of becoming a king. The prosperity that surrounded him was only a distraction from the money.
He hit rock bottom in middle age, but was helped by a noble man. He rose again at the age of forty-two and continued on his way to the end. He died at the age of seventy-five.
After Nanxi finished her calculation, I broke out in a cold sweat.
The master smiled faintly: "It is close to the iron plate algorithm, Nanxi, your family has a long history of learning and profound knowledge."
Nanxi said: "The reason why I don't want to learn fortune-telling is because if I tell someone right, and they don't listen to my advice, they will jump into the fire pit, and I will feel painful."
This remark struck a chord with the master, a sympathetic heartache. He had advised his son countless times, just like the Taoist priest in the story of Liao Zhai telling the scholar that the stunning beauty was a vampire or a hanged ghost, yet the scholar insisted on hugging her.
The master said, "Alluring things are covered in a layer of painted skin. Nanxi, you are right. If you can't persuade others, there is nothing you can do but let them fall into the trap themselves. If you can't persuade your own relatives, then the whole family will suffer."
Nanxi didn't know that the master was telling his son's fortune. He smiled and said, "I only have a rough understanding. If there are any inaccuracies, please correct me, master."
The master said, "It's very accurate."
At this time, Mr. Chen came in. We stood up and I introduced Nanxi to him. Just when I was halfway through the introduction, he laughed out loud: "No need to introduce, Shiyu's master, you introduced me to him last time."
He pressed down, motioning everyone to sit down, and then said to Nanxi: "Thank you for your support of Xu Ri. Shan Hong said that you are very knowledgeable.
I, Chen Yousheng, have been blessed with three things. Since meeting Lao Xiao, I've gotten to know Shanhong, Master, and Nanxi. It's truly been a journey of meeting great people."
After a few pleasantries, Mr. Chen told us about his plans: we will have lunch first, this time in the suite, and the guests will be Lao Xiao and Chen Xiaoxia from the public relations department, so that she can greet the two masters during the holidays and say hello, and sometimes invite you to stay with her.
We also invited Qing Ruo, the project manager of Bainiao Lake, who wanted to seek guidance from the masters on the construction of the scenic spot, as well as Shi Yu, Master Chang's apprentice.
Mr. Chen's arrangements were flawless, taking every aspect into consideration without leaving a single unnecessary person.
He made a phone call and asked Secretary Ma to notify the above-mentioned personnel to come for lunch at six o'clock.
So, the four of us chatted, and I knew that after dinner, Mr. Chen would definitely ask the master to tell his fortune.
After chatting for a while, I got up on the pretext of something and walked into the living room, only to find that my sister had left. Sister Li said, "Shuixiu is really not easy. I invited her to dinner, but she's leaving now."
I laughed and said, "She has such a big hotel to manage, and dinner is when she is busy. Plus, my brother-in-law has no time these days, so she actually wants to stay with you."
The master's wife said, "What Shanhong said makes sense. With both masters away, there will be chaos if something happens. It's better to keep watch."
Manager Ai came in and took a few waiters into the dining room and began to set up the place in advance.
The master's wife asked me to sit over there, took my hand and said, "Shanhong, thank you for your hard work. Uncle and uncle didn't go to accompany us. Please stay with us."
I smiled and said, "They'll be playing for a few days. I have time to go and join them."
"Good son, filial." She held my hand, looked at it again and again, and said, "When you first came here as an apprentice, your hands were calloused. Frying noodles was hard work. I told the old man that you must take him in. He's smart, but not cut out for manual labor."
My eyes moistened. Sister Li said, "Mom, stop bringing up the past."
I said, "I like to hear it. My mother often brings up the past when I wet my pants. I like to hear it too."
The master's wife smiled happily.
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