Three young people suddenly appeared outside the circle, disturbing everyone's conversation.

All the Confucian scholars frowned, obviously disliked the frivolous words of the leading young man.

"Sir, don't say it, so don't say it. Where did the slutty playboy come from? And he doesn't even know the etiquette?"

However, Izumo narrowed his eyes and looked at the boy, a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it. He didn't know the truth and the truth, but just looked at what he was going to do next.

I saw that the young man was scolded and didn't care. He walked up to him with a swagger and looked at Izumo across the hexagram table.

"Old man, why don't you say it?"

Izumo looked at the boy for a while and said in a deep voice: "My words are only for two kinds of people, one is a Confucian scholar who is studying, and the other is a good man who is seeking luck. I wonder which one is the young master?"

When the boy heard this, he raised his eyebrows and threw a corner of silver on the hexagram table.

"Then count on one divination!"

"What's that?"

"National destiny."

Izumo shook and frowned and said, "The Yuan Dynasty has become a natural power, and the country's fortune is booming. You don't need me, a bad old man, to pray for the country's fortune."

The boy grinned and said, "Who calculates the fortune of the Yuan Dynasty? Let's ask the sir to calculate the fortune of the Song Dynasty!"

When everyone heard this, before Mr. Izumo could react, the Confucian scholar below was already in an uproar.

"Bold! You are a madman, who was talking about the old dynasty in Yuandi, and what should the government do? Do you want to harm the sir?"

"Get out, you!" The young man pushed back impatiently, "How can you study after having a pig brain? It's embarrassing to see!"

After cursing, he turned around and smiled, "Mr. Izumo was listening to the current affairs under this tree for two years, but no official sent a visit to disturb him. I think this Nanjian Daling is either stupid or has a different relationship with Mr.!"

The Confucian scholars were all stunned and couldn't help but focus their attention on Mr. Izumo.

This hunchbacked old man who has been in a divination stall for two years lives in a broken house and wears thick clothes. How could he have a close relationship with Da Ling?

However, when the boy said that, people had to doubt it.

Since he came, he sat under this tree to listen to current affairs and state affairs. Everyone was still worried at first, so they didn't dare to say too deeply.

But after a long time, nothing happened, so I naturally became bolder, so everyone ignored why nothing happened.

Some Confucian scholars were full of doubts, "Sir..."

When the old man faced the inquiry of the Confucian scholar, the young man's joking eyes, and the hot eyes in the field, he was silent for a long time, and finally sighed and said to the Confucian scholars:

"If you have a distinguished guest today, I won't preach you anymore. Let's go back!"

It is no different to deny it and to drive away Confucian scholars.

The Confucian scholar left in disappointment while showing suspicious eyes.

The young man still smiled like he deserved a beating, and he looked like a domineering and evil person.

After all the Confucian scholars were exposed, Mr. Izumo looked up at the boy, and while cleaning up the stall, he asked intentionally or unintentionally, "Is the young master's surname Zhao?"

The boy nodded, "Yes."

"Become the fourth brother of the Wang family?"

Zhao Wei smiled unexpectedly, "Mr. Dieshan really has a clever idea, can he succeed? Even if I can guess who I am."

The old man also laughed, "It's not possible. I saw King Ning in Lin'an in my early years and was deeply impressed."

"Let's go!"

Holding the hexagram banner, carrying the hexagram box, and walking in front, "This is not a place to talk, let's talk to me at my husband's house."

Zhao Wei was stunned for a moment and wanted to continue to show off his dandy face, but he couldn't bear to look at Mr. Dieshan's hunched figure.

He whispered: "I forgive the younger generation for showing off as a playboy, and I cannot help the gentleman lift the banner."

The old man was stunned, stopped and looked back at Zhao Wei, and said something meaningfully, "I am quite impressed by the meeting with King Ning this time!"

Mr. Dieshan was deeply impressed by the first time he met Zhao Wei, and of course he was not a good impression.

That year, he went to his mentor Wang Yinglin's mansion to visit him, and he met the fourth son of the Cheng royal family's treasured daughter who teased the Wang family.

How could Mr. Dieshan not remember a twelve or thirteen-year-old child dare to tease the daughter of an official in the street?

And this time, at first, Mr. Dieshan thought that Zhao Wei came to him because he was entrusted by King Lu and asked him to come out to help.

But seeing Zhao Weina's behavior, I thought that his character remained hopeless and still looked hopeless.

But what Zhao Wei whispered had to make Xie Dieshan look at him with admiration.

"Showing people as a playboy" made the old man curious about what King Ning came to find him for.

......

Without saying gossip, Zhao Wei and the other two allowed Mr. Dieshan to walk in front with heavy objects on his back. The three of them were swaying across the market, without any responsibility.

It was not until after leaving the city and when there were few pedestrians, Zhao Wei hurriedly rushed forward, grabbed the old man's hexagram banner and bookcase, and carried it himself.

Because he was not far from home, the old man was not humble, so he just took a good look at Zhao Wei and suppressed his curiosity.

After leaving another cup of tea, he stopped at a thatched hut at the foot of the mountain and "arrived."

Xie Dieshan pushed open the wood door and explained: "There is another son at home who went to the mountain to pick tea and will not come back until sunset."

The three of them were sent into the yard and took the tea bowl himself. Unfortunately, there was no hot water, so only three bowls of sweet spring were poured.

Zhao Wei looked quietly from the side, and saw the old man's prophecy and stopping, and couldn't bear to disturb him, so he just waited for Mr. Dieshan to speak first.

Finally, he trembled three bowls of clear water to the three of them. Mr. Dieshan looked at Zhao Wei silently, as if he had enough courage to ask: "Where do you... come from?"

When Zhao Wei heard this, his heart tightened. He knew what the old man was going to ask.

Without answering where to come from, he said directly: "Sir, don't worry, the Song Dynasty is very good! The official family, Lu Prime Minister, Zhang Taiwei and others are all good!"

"call!!!"

After hearing this, Mr. Dieshan felt his whole body lightening and almost couldn't stand. Zhao Wei hurried forward to support him.

But I saw that the old man was already in tears and mixed with joy.

"It's good if you're there...it's good if you're there!"

Zhao Wei was moved. To be honest, he didn't know how deep the patriotic literati's feelings for the country were, but he was deeply moved by it.

At this moment, I didn't have to ask more questions, and told him about the recent situation of Song Ting and the details of South America.

"Don't worry, sir! The Song Dynasty not only has a good settlement, but also has sent its younger generations back to Song to preside over the war. It will take less than a few years to fight back."

"Okay, OK!"

Xie Dieshan applauded repeatedly and looked at Zhao Wei, "The prince Cheng Wang who did evil back then was already the only one who could stand by him!"

Zhao Wei said ashamedly: "The younger generation is still young and it is difficult to achieve great things, but he needs more help from a person like the old man."

Xie Dieshan smiled bitterly, "I'm a dead body, a corrupt learning, neither the ability of military books nor the courage of horses, what's the use for me?"

He smiled at Zhao Wei and said, "The Song Dynasty... I have to see you!"

The old man is not humble, but self-blame.

The reason why he lived in seclusion here was not to avoid the world, but to be disappointed with himself.

When the Yuan army first invaded, Xie Dieshan also abandoned his pen and joined the army like other patriotic righteous men, and sold his property to lead a rebel army.

However, only on the day he really led the troops, he knew what it means to be a scholar.

He is not that material at all! In this regard, he is far less capable than Wen Tianxiang and both civil and military officials.

Therefore, after the defeat, Xie Dieshan was discouraged and survived the deep mountains...

"What can I help King Ning?"

I only heard Zhao Wei say, "Yes! But I need to be humiliated by the traitor!"

"What?"

Xie Dieshan frowned and didn't understand for a moment, "What kind of humiliation of treason?"

Zhao Wei: "It's just a surrender to the Yuan Dynasty!"

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PS: There are so many trivial matters at home in recent days. I have to catch the train and go out for a long trip tomorrow morning. Although I dare not stop updating. However, the update time may not be sure. I will continue to write in the hotel and in the car. It will take 25 days to return to normal.

Please forgive me.
Chapter completed!