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"Master is really a fortune teller!"
This time Shen Qianhua couldn't sit still anymore, and stood up from the futon suddenly, with horror written all over his face.
Regarding this matter, Shen Qianhua kept it a secret for a lifetime, and never told anyone about it. Unexpectedly, this Yuan Kun just showed him his palm, and then explained this matter in one word.
This, this is really incredible!
Seeing Shen Qianhua's behavior at the moment, regardless of whether it was her two wives or Shen Jiayi, they all came back to their senses. It seems that the Great Monk Yuan Kun guessed right again!
Because of this, even the three of Shen Qianhua's closest people didn't know about it.
"Shen benefactor, there is a definite destiny in this world!" Yuan Kun said indifferently: "It is destined that Shen benefactor will become rich after the age of 15, at least before the age of 43, his business will be prosperous and his relatives will be prosperous!"
This time, Shen Jiayi pretended to be half convinced, and said: "You are right this time, you have some skills! However, great monk, what you said is only what has happened. Would you like to talk about what's next?"
Yuan Kun was silent for a while when he heard the words, and said: "Benefactor Shen, the poor monk has something to say, I don't know if I should say it or not!"
As soon as Yuan Kun said this, Shen Qianhua was startled, and even his two wives clenched their fists nervously.
"Great monk, why are you so scary? Just tell me what you have to say." To be honest, Shen Jiayi was already a little annoyed, this old monk was really endless, one thing after another.
Yuan Kun clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and said, "Benefactor Shen, because you have to meet that noble man, your fate will be changed, even if you become a rich family in the future! It's just that you need to make a choice at this time, whether you are rich or not." If you are the best in the world, you will die alone; or if you stick to your ancestral business, your children and grandchildren will be full!"
"My son, the house is full of descendants?" Shen Qianhua's eyes almost popped out.
This was the pain of Shen Qianhua's life. He lived such a long life. The reason why he married one house after another was because he wanted a son to continue the incense and inherit the family business for their Shen family.
Unfortunately, since the day he took over the family at the age of 15 and married the first wife to now, Shen Qianhua has married the fourth wife, but none of his wives live up to expectations, not to mention sons, even daughters. No one can be born.
This is good, I have lived for more than 40 years, and I only have one daughter so far!
If Shen Qianhua was really asked to give up the opportunity to be rich in the world in exchange for a full house of children and grandchildren, he would really be willing!
"What does Master mean?" Shen Qianhua felt his whole body trembling, "Could it be that Qianhua still has a son and a half in this life?"
In fact, Yuan Kun knew what a fart, and it was obvious that he was fooling him. The family of four foolishly came together and waited to be cheated. Isn't that cheap?
"Benefactor Shen, if the poor monk's guess is correct, the noble man you met back then unfortunately passed away some time ago..."
Yuan Kun continued: "It is precisely because of this that your line of descendants is broken. If you want to continue, you can only choose one of the two!"
"Master, please clarify!" Shen Qianhua stood up and bowed to Yuan Kun, and bowed to the end, "If Master can let Qianhua give birth to another son and a half daughter, Qianhua is willing to repair the entire Baocha Temple for you!"
"Stick to the current industry, no longer continue to develop, and move the ancestral property to Yingtianfu and Beiping...cough cough..."
When he said this, Yuan Kun suddenly opened his eyes and coughed vigorously.
Shen Qianhua was listening to Yuan Kun's explanation, seeing this situation, he quickly asked with concern: "Master, what's wrong with you?"
Yuan Kun desperately rubbed his chest twice, his forehead was dripping with sweat: "Lord Shen, the noble man you met before is the reincarnation of the Buddha, and the poor monk told the secret, so he broke this body."
Shen Jiayi asked curiously: "Then why is the great monk sweating profusely?"
Yuan Kun was cursing Huang San furiously in his heart, but on his face he said bitterly: "The Benefactor Shen has a unique destiny. The poor monk vainly tried to spy on the secrets of heaven and suffered backlash. This profuse sweat is just a warning from the Buddha!"
puff!
Zhu Song in the meditation room almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, what kind of reason is this?
Isn't everything pretended by this thief monk?
"Then, about Qianhua..." Shen Qianhua asked cautiously.
"Shen Benefactor, let's make a choice on this matter as soon as possible!" Yuan Kun stroked his chest, "That's all for now, the secret must not be leaked!"
Yuan Kun's voice fell to the ground, and the entire meditation room fell silent.
The tangled look on Shen Qianhua's face seemed to be really considering this matter carefully.
Shen Jiayi had no expression on her face, as if she wasn't worried about this matter.
As for Shen Qianhua's two wives, they looked surprised.
After all, the idea that mothers are more valuable than children is deeply rooted in the hearts of women in the Ming Dynasty. If what Yuan Kun said is true, as long as they can have a son and a half in the future, they won't have to look at Shen Jiayi anymore .
"Master, Qianhua is willing to give up the opportunity to be rich in the world in the future, and move his family into Yingtian Mansion!"
Shen Qianhua finally made a choice. For Shen Qianhua now, silver is nothing but piles of white metal.
"May the Buddha bless you!" Yuan Kun's face was neither sad nor happy, and this meow was considered a success in deception.
After Yuan Kun said a word, Shen Qianhua gave him a huge surprise: "Master, Qianhua is willing to donate 3 taels of silver for the repair of Baocha Temple, and please accept it!"
3 taels!
Yuan Kun's face twitched, and he almost couldn't hold it back, showing ecstasy.
But in the end he held back and bowed to Shen Qianhua: "Amitabha, if this is the case, the poor monk will thank the benefactor Shen!" (To be continued.)
2 Chapter [-]
clap clap clap!
Shen Qianhua's family left contentedly, but at this moment Zhu Song, who had been hiding in the room, came out clapping his hands.
"Admiration, admiration!" Zhu Song had a smile on his face, "I just said a few words casually, and I got 3 taels of silver. I have never seen such a fortune-telling since I am so old!"
Yuan Kun sneered twice, and said: "I made the prince laugh! This poor monk is not lying. This Shen Qianhua has a full heaven, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. In his later years, he will definitely have a prosperous wealth and a lot of children."
"Really?" Zhu Song shrugged his shoulders, turned his head and said to the Jin Yiwei: "Tell Mu Su, send some people to stand against Shen Qianhua, and see if Shen Qianhua will do what Master Yuan Kun said."
"Yes, my lord!" The Jin Yiwei nodded respectfully.
Zhu Youxuan curled his lips, and muttered: "You said you fell in love with other girls, so why don't you send someone to follow them?"
"Youxuan, what did you say?" Zhu Song turned his head to look at Zhu Youxuan, very calm.
Zhu Youxuan trembled all over, thinking of his uncle's methods, he shook his head hastily.
"Master Yuan Kun, the discussion between the king and you is now settled. I have disturbed you a lot today, so please don't blame me, Master!"
After explaining his affairs and watching another good show, Zhu Song didn't have the heart to stay here any longer.
"Is the lord going to leave now?" Yuan Kun couldn't help Zhu Song and the others to leave quickly, especially seeing Huang San's seemingly plain but sadistic appearance, his whole body trembled.
"Okay, don't give it away, I know the way out!" Zhu Song waved his hand, signaling Yuan Kun to stop, and at the same time, secretly flirting with Huang San.
Huang San's eyes lit up, and he nodded imperceptibly.
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