The rebirth of the poisonous concubine is charming and sweet

Chapter 772 How did you do it?
Han Zhao answered, "What does Your Majesty mean?"

"Jiang Shu is good at everything, but one thing is that he loves Su Luo too deeply. I'm afraid he will be like Yan'er in the future, only willing to marry a woman. But how can this man who is an emperor have only one woman in his life? Woolen cloth!"

Han Zhao nodded, "Your Majesty is right!"

This emperor's harem is not only to enrich the nightlife, but also to balance the court.

Concubine Gao's rise was due, on the one hand, to her similar appearance to Jiang Yue, and on the other hand, it was because Emperor Yue needed someone to contend with the Lin family.

Once the Lin family dominates, the situation will be very unfavorable to Yue Huang.

The Gao family and the Lin family fought each other, and the Emperor Yue mediated between them, giving a jujube to one side, and a slap to the other side, and so on, the importance of him as an emperor became more and more obvious.

But now, the empress is dead, the crown prince has fallen, and the Lin family has completely withdrawn from the stage of history, so it is inevitable that the Gao family's dominance cannot continue.

So this time, Emperor Yue knew that Concubine Gao was probably framed, and he also acquiesced in this situation.

If Wei Yan becomes the crown prince, the Gao family cannot continue to be powerful.

If Wei Yan is not the crown prince, then the Gao family cannot be stirred up.

Jiang Shu, he also has Jiang Shu.

The more Emperor Yue thought about it, the happier he became, and he ordered: "You send someone to the Duke of Qi's mansion to send a message. Once Jiang Shu wakes up, let them send the letter to the palace as soon as possible!"

That was his son too.

In fact, he is his favorite son.

Han Zhao agreed, and went out to order the people below to do things.

When he returned to the room again, he found that Emperor Yue was writing something at the desk.

He hurried forward to help grind the ink, and said: "Your Majesty, your body has just recovered, don't work too hard, it won't be too late to do these things in a few days!"

Just as he was talking, Emperor Yue had already put down his pen: "I will just write a few words."

Han Zhao glanced at it, and there were indeed only a few words on the paper, which were two birthday characters.

Emperor Yue folded the paper and handed it to Han Zhao: "You go to Immortal Zhou and let him do the math, how will the descendants of these two people be!"

Immortal Zhou is a well-known fortune teller in Ye City. He is extremely accurate in fortune telling and has never missed a fortune.

But he also has a quirk, no matter who invites him, he will never leave the hut where he lives.

The reward for each fortune-telling is to take something from the guest.

Sometimes it's a hairpin, sometimes it's a bracelet, sometimes it's just a few small copper coins in a money bag.What he will take away depends on what he has a relationship with on that day.

Han Zhao got the emperor's order, and he didn't dare to delay immediately, so he hurried out of the palace with two horoscopes.

Others may not know it, but he knows very well that on the left side of this piece of paper is Fu Wang's horoscope, and on the right is Jiang Shu's horoscope.

When he arrived at Xianren Zhou's thatched hut, he had just woken up, his hair was disheveled, and he was picking the shit out of his eyes and holding it to his nose to smell, he was indescribably sloppy.

He glanced at Han Zhao and asked, "What do you want?"

"Count the descendants of the two children!"

"Wait, I'll have breakfast!"

This negligent attitude made Xiao Fuzi very unhappy.

Don't look at him as a little eunuch, but in the palace, except for a few big masters and Han Zhao, everyone else treats him kindly.

Xiao Fuzi pointed at Immortal Zhou: "My godfather is very busy, can't you count it first?"

Han Zhao's expression changed, he slapped Xiao Fuzi on the head, and said, "Shut up and wait here, how can Immortal Zhou tell his fortune if he is not full?"

After being scolded by him, Xiao Fuzi immediately became honest, and stepped aside in a well-behaved manner.

Zhou Xianren's son brought two large bowls of egg noodles and a plate of pickled vegetables, and the father and son ate it up.

This made Han Zhao not only sigh, a fairy is a fairy, there are actually ten thousand ways to get rich, but he is still willing to live such a poor life.

How did he know that this was because the father and son ate five catties of beef and drank two jugs of wine yesterday, and they haven't recovered yet, so they just dealt with it casually for breakfast.

After breakfast, Immortal Zhou wiped his mouth and stretched out his greasy hand: "Bring the horoscope!"

Han Zhao hurriedly handed over the piece of paper that he kept in his sleeve.

Picking his teeth with a bamboo stick, Zhou Xianren asked, "Which one do you want to count first?"

Han Zhao hesitated: "Let's count the one on the left first!"

Immortal Zhou stared at the horoscope and asked, "Did you write this horoscope?"

Han Zhao hurriedly said, "It wasn't me, it was written by my master!"

Immortal Zhou nodded, closed his eyes and began to count. After a while, he opened his eyes and stared at Han Zhaodao: "The identity of the owner of this horoscope is extremely precious, and there are many heirs in this life. There are three sons and three daughters." Don't forget it!"

three?

If it is an ordinary family, it is okay, but if it is placed in the emperor's house, it is a bit less.

Those of His Majesty who survived all have four children.

Han Zhao thought about it, and then quickly asked, "Then what about the one on the right?"

Immortal Zhou glanced at his face, closed his eyes and continued to calculate. This time, it took a longer time.

Han Zhao rubbed his hands, feeling very nervous.

If this Jiang Shu's heirs were not prosperous, His Majesty would definitely not have such thoughts.

After a while, Zhou Xian stopped calculating, slowly opened his eyes and said: "This young master's fate is also very precious, he must be a family member with the one just now!"

Han Zhao expressed admiration: "The immortal is worthy of being an immortal, and the two of them are indeed brothers!"

Immortal Zhou nodded: "That's right, this young master has many sons and grandchildren. I just calculated that there are at least nine sons, and I can't pinch any more. Manpower is limited, and sometimes we can't go too far." See through the secrets, do you understand?"

There are at least nine of them?
This was beyond Han Zhao's expectation. He smiled happily and hurriedly said, "I understand, I understand! Thank you Immortal Zhou for your guidance! Thank you Immortal Zhou!"

As he spoke, he took off the heavy money bag from his waist and placed it on the greasy table.

Immortal Zhou picked it up and weighed it, and there were at least 30 taels.

He smiled, opened the money bag, took out a silver ingot from it, and pushed the rest back: "That's enough, I've said everything I need to say, please go back!"

As he spoke, he opened his mouth wide and began to yawn, and he could still vaguely see the green onion wedged between his teeth.

Han Zhao got the answer he wanted, and left contentedly.

Only then did Zhou Xianren's son speak: "Father, you have cheated another one. I saw that the guest was very satisfied when he left. Why didn't you take all the money? Tell me how you cheated just now." ?”

Immortal Zhou knocked a chestnut on Zhou's son's head and said, "This is called watching people and watching people's minds, not deceiving people."

Zhou's son rubbed his forehead and shook his father's hand: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, so please tell me, dad, how did you make him willing to pay so much money?"

(End of this chapter)