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Knowing the yin and yang, fortune and misfortune, predicting life and death, and guiding those destined to cross the river of life.

The words on the banner were written by Su Shuying; her handwriting was flowing and elegant, with each stroke sharp and precise.

People passing by would stop and look at the little golden ball sitting there.

The old Taoist priest leaned forward and whispered something.

"This baby looks like a rich family's little princess, not a little Taoist priest in a temple."

"His clothes are covered in jingling gold! He's so rich."

"These days, even wealthy Taoist priests are going out and competing with us for jobs. It's really tough being a Taoist priest!"

The old Taoist priest, who lived right next to Renbao, was getting anxious when he saw that no one was buying into her stall.

"Little sir, how about I give you a shout?" Old Taoist Quanshi said, looking at Renbao who was eating jujube kernels.

"No need to lie down..." Renbao clutched his stomach, looking at him expectantly, "Grandpa Taoist, I'm hungry."

"What do you want to eat? I'll go buy it," the old Taoist priest said hurriedly.

Renbao got excited as soon as he heard about buying food.

She looked towards the bridge, where there were many food stalls.

"Amber candy, candied pumpkin, cloud cake, sugar twists," Renbao rattled off a long list of things he wanted to eat, as if they were precious treasures. "Iced cheese curd, pickled crab, clove-flavored pork knuckle..."

Gurgle———

A very loud swallowing sound.

The old Taoist priests all wiped their mouths.

Renbao looked at them and asked, "What was that noise?"

The old Taoist priests pretended to be nonchalant and looked away.

The old Taoist priest said, "Young sir, please wait!"

...

Madam Su and Su Chengxiao brought Dean Ming of Bailu Academy to the Su residence in North Alley.

"My lord, the old lady and the young master have arrived," the steward said respectfully as he entered the study.

Su Xuance was reviewing cases from the Dali Temple: "What are they here for?"

The butler said, "Accompanying the old lady and the young master is Dean Ming."

Pei Yuru happened to be bringing mung bean soup to Su Xuance when she heard this and couldn't contain herself any longer: "Let them in. I want to see what kind of mischief they're up to this time!"

"I'll go take a look, as you say, Madam," Su Xuance said.

Pei Yuru pressed down on his hand, a glint of shrewdness flashing in her eyes: "I'll handle it."

After entering the mansion, Madam Su looked around and felt increasingly distressed.

After the second wife left the Marquis's mansion, she did not live a life of poverty and hardship as she had imagined; instead, she soared to great heights!

With a tense expression, she was pushed into the main hall by Su Chengxiao.

"Mother," Pei Yuru called out softly, "My husband is too busy with official duties to come here. You can tell me what's on your mind."

Old Madam Su's eyes sharpened: "You've become quite powerful now, manipulating my son to distance himself from me and leave the Marquis's mansion to live a carefree life. If it weren't for you, the Marquis's mansion wouldn't have fallen apart."

Pei Yuru gave a cold laugh, not wanting to argue with her.

Her mother-in-law has always been like this: selfish, self-serving, and full of fallacies and heresies, always trying to shift the blame for the consequences she herself has caused onto others.

"Whatever my mother-in-law says," Pei Yuru said, picking up her teacup and taking a sip.

Seeing her stubbornness, Old Madam Su was so angry she nearly fainted.

Su Chengxiao smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, don't be angry. Where is Renbao? Today, my mother and I have come with some wonderful news."

Pei Yuru didn't believe it at all. She waved her hand and said, "Renbao isn't here. Please leave."

Su Chengxiao's expression froze; he hadn't expected her to be unwilling to even put on a show of politeness.

"Renbao is old enough to start her education, so I specially invited Dean Ming to come and see her. This is a tremendous opportunity." Madam Su took a deep breath to calm herself down. "Don't be angry with me and delay my dear granddaughter's studies."

Dean Ming entered with an air of superiority, glanced at Pei Yuru, and said arrogantly, "Madam Pei, I don't accept just any student. It was you who asked me to come because of our past relationship. Please call your daughter out, and I'll see if she's qualified."

Upon hearing this, Madam Su raised her chin with great pride.

Pei Yuru laughed in exasperation.

Those two old bastards are shameless!

"No need, my Renbao already has a tutor, Dean Ming, please go back as well." Pei Yuru's tone was somewhat cold.

Madam Su was furious: "Pei Yuru, don't be ungrateful! Renbao is the Little Celestial Master personally appointed by His Majesty. While he enjoys both honor and danger, he is also surrounded by dangers!"

She needs to hone her skills and refine them before she can go far.

Dean Ming's eyes flickered slightly. Little Celestial Master, Renbao? He wanted to teach this child!

"Marrying the wrong daughter-in-law can ruin three generations," Dean Ming said earnestly to Madam Su. "In this capital, besides myself, I'm afraid there's no one else who can properly educate your daughter."

"Yeah?"

A mocking voice came from outside the main hall, and a middle-aged man dressed in a dark robe, who looked like a butler, entered.

He clapped his hands, and the servant behind him brought in the writing implements.

"Madam Pei, the Grand Tutor specifically asked me to deliver the young lady's initiation gift," the Wei family steward said respectfully to Pei Yuru, then glanced at Dean Ming and deliberately asked, "And who is this?"

Dean Ming's face instantly turned a deep purplish-red.

The only person who could be called Grand Tutor was Wei Huaihao.

Could it be that Renbao's teacher was him?

Dean Ming lost his footing, his smile more like a grimace: "Is Renbao Lord Wei's student?"

The butler gave a half-smile: "Yes, in your eyes, am I qualified or not?"

boom!

The news struck the three of them like a thunderbolt.

Dean Ming replied in a flustered manner, "I wouldn't dare."

Madam Su and Su Chengxiao left in a huff.

As I was leaving the mansion, a carriage was parked at the gate.

Boxes of gifts were brought into the Su family home, making the mother and son extremely envious.

Su Chengxiao couldn't help but stop the servant and ask, "Which family are you from?"

The servant said, "We are servants of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, sent to deliver gifts and pay a visit to the young lady of the Su family."

Su Chengxiao's lips stiffened, jealousy and resentment surged in his heart, and a cunning plan also came to mind.

Before she fainted, Old Madam Su broke down completely, and only one thought remained in her mind.

Renbao! You must get her back to the Marquis's mansion!

Before Renbao could return to the old Taoist priest Quanshi to buy food, she started chewing sour jujube seeds and her teeth ached. She whimpered as she hugged Su Shuying.

"Little one, you can tell fortunes?" A man in his thirties, dressed in a brocade robe, stood in front of the stall, looking at Renbao, who was still acting spoiled, with great interest.

Renbao immediately sat up straight, a smile spreading across her fair and adorable face: "Yes! Do you want your fortune told?"

The man sat down and asked with a smile, "How much for a divination?"

Renbao exclaimed in surprise, as this was her first time setting up a fortune-telling stall and she had no experience!

But Uncle Hei had told her that her divination was very valuable! Treatment cost one hundred taels, so…

Renbao held up five fingers.

"Five taels?" the man asked.

Whoosh! The old Taoist priests who had been listening nearby were so shocked that their faces contorted in horror as they all turned to look at Renbao.

Five taels! They only charge ten coins for a divination...

They really are just little babies; they don't know how to be generous with their prices.

Renbao shook his little head.

The old Taoist priests breathed a sigh of relief; they still knew their limits, five coins was about right.

Renbao said crisply, "Fifty taels, no bargaining!"

Clang!

The old Taoist priests fell off their stools; anyone who sought her fortune-telling was considered a fool.

Immediately afterwards, they watched as the man pulled out fifty taels of silver: "Then I'll trouble you, young Taoist priest, to tell my fortune."

Whoosh! The old and young Taoist priests all gathered around.

They wanted to see how a fortune teller worth fifty taels of silver would be calculated for a three-year-old baby!