Chapter 29 third quarter

Time: At the beginning of Weishi, the second quarter (according to today's time, it should be one thirty in the afternoon). Location: at the entrance of Guanyin Lane. The third young master and Ning Xin'er hid from the rain behind the fortune-telling booth.The wind that comes with the rain brings a chill.Ning Xin'er couldn't help snuggling closer to the third young master.Was there really someone to take care of their business on such a rainy spring day? However, at the end of the long street, there was indeed a person, the scholar, with a book basket on his back, and the paper hat on his head was already limp, with water pouring down from his cheeks, but the scholar had no intention of taking off his hat .

The scholar didn't look sideways, and walked past the fortune-telling booth without taking a second look, but continued to walk forward, but the third young master suddenly stopped him and said, "Scholar, come here and take shelter from the rain." The scholar glanced at the third young master and said, "It's you?" "it's me." The scholar took a sip on the ground and said, "I thought you were such a great person. It turns out that you are just a stinky fortune teller who makes a living by deceiving people, even worse than me." "It's easy to say. It seems that the rain will last for a while. Come and take shelter from the rain."

The scholar raised his eyes to see the endless road ahead, made some calculations in his mind, and finally decided to take shelter from the rain before continuing on his way.After sitting down, the two of them had nothing to say.Ning Xin'er cupped her face and looked at the two curiously, always feeling that there was a wonderful connection between the two.The rain was getting harder and harder, and the raindrops hit the canvas roof, like thousands of horses marching in a hurry. The third son said faintly: "Students, there is nothing wrong with the bitter rain, so why not tell your fate for you."

The scholar said: "I don't believe this. It's predestined, so what's the use of counting?" The third son didn't seem to be in a hurry to complete the deal, so he stopped talking.There was another silence. The scholar suddenly broke the silence and said: "Since there is nothing to do, then you can count one for me." The third son said: "Do you want to look at the physiognomy, feel the bones, or test the characters and draw lots?" The scholar said: "Look at the phase." The third young master said: "Then show you a palmistry and stretch out your hand."

The scholar sized up the third son vigilantly, and finally put his hands on the table. The third young master said leisurely: "It's not this one, it's the other hand." The scholar said "Oh" and said: "Men left and women right." After finishing speaking, he took back his right hand and passed it over with his left. The third young master still said unhurriedly: "The other hand." The scholar said in surprise, "Both hands are here." The third young master said: "What I want to see is your third hand." The scholar jumped up from his chair as if on fire, and said angrily, "How dare you falsely accuse me of being a thief?"

The third son laughed loudly, and said: "You are not a thief, you are the king of thieves, Si Sankong who is known as the sky, the earth, and the man, Sikong Kongkong." The scholar sat down again, sighed, and said: "I originally thought that by dressing up like this, I could escape the young master's eyes. It seems that I was wrong." The third son said: "You clearly know that your unparalleled disguise technique can deceive all eyes in the world, except the third son. How dare you throw yourself into a trap?" Sikong Kongkong said with a bitter face: "I want to gamble once."

The third son said: "You still have time to escape." Sikong Kongkong said: "Where can I escape? No matter how far I escape, I will still be caught by you. I am too lazy to do such a futile thing. So, I simply won't escape." Ning Xin'er wondered: "So you two have known each other for a long time." Sikong Kongkong smiled wryly and said: "Unfortunately, yes. I thought I would not be recognized by the young master, so I took the initiative to find trouble at the little wine house just now, trying to make a joke with the young master. I didn't expect him to be fooled at all."

"You thief bone, I will recognize you even after being burned to ashes." "Young master is here to wait for Sikong Kongkong, there must be nothing good." "It's not a good thing, but it's not a bad thing either. You must have had enough of scolding me just now, and I won't scold you back. If you help me finish this, we'll be even. I want you to celebrate Come to the palace and steal a painting of Su Hanchen for me." "My lord, don't speak so harshly. It's not stealing, it's taking." "Okay, I want you to go to Prince Qing's Mansion and get me a painting by Su Hanchen."

"I have a lot of Su Hanchen's paintings, and they are not too valuable. If you want, I can give you one or two very generously." "Don't play tricks on me. If you tell you to steal, you can steal it. If you dare to refuse, be careful with your bones." "I've already washed my hands and quit this kind of business. Young Master, I'd better hire someone else." "You really don't want to do it?" Sikong Kongkong shook his head like a tumbler and said, "Absolutely not." "Have I ever been kind to you in saving your life?"

"You want to save me yourself, I didn't ask you to save me." The third young master smiled slightly and said: "Very good. Since you are ruthless first, don't blame me for being ruthless." Sikong Kongkong shuddered all over, hugged the basket tightly with both hands, and said, "What do you want?" The third son said: "Didn't you say that you have washed your hands in the golden basin? Then take out the things in the basket and show everyone." "It's just a few changes of clothes in the back basket, nothing to look at." "Since it's some change of clothes, why not take them out and have a look?"

Sikong Kongkong hugged the basket even tighter, and said: "Others can see it, but you can't." The third son smiled and said: "You can't hide it from me. There must be some rare calligraphy and paintings that you stole in this basket. You have two choices, either go to Qing Palace to steal paintings, or open the basket. The stolen goods inside, everyone Whoever sees it has a share." Sikong Kongkong sat on the bench, shaking like chaff, he didn't know whether it was cold or angry.After thinking about it, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Forget you, I consider myself unlucky. I will give you half of the things in this basket. Anyway, I won't do it." The third young master said: "It's not half, there are three of us here, so we should divide it into three shares. Xin'er and I will each get one share, and the rest will be yours." Sikong Kongkong blushed and said: "Third Young Master, you are going too far. You are just relying on your martial arts to be better than me, and you are bullying me honestly." "I bullied you, are you not convinced?" The third young master's voice raised slightly, Sikong Kongkong immediately became afraid and did not dare to speak out to refute. "How? Do you want to steal the painting, or do you want everyone to share the spoils?" "I'd rather steal the painting. What's the size?" "have no idea." "How about the content of the painting?" "have no idea." "What kind of paper is this painting on?" "have no idea." "About this painting, what do you know?" "I don't know anything. That's why I came to you." Sikong Kongkong was greatly satisfied after being praised by the third young master, and said: "It's no problem, leave it to me." After speaking, he ignored the heavy rain, got up and walked forward, and disappeared in the rain curtain in a short while. The third son said: "Xin'er, let's go back too." Ning Xin'er looked at the sky and said: "It's raining so hard, I don't want to walk, I want you to carry me on your back." The third young master had no choice but to carry Ning Xin'er on his back.Ning Xin'er excitedly held up the umbrella, turned the handle, and the water droplets, like the finely braided braids of young women from the Western Regions, danced in the bright white water and sky.