Chapter 49 Angry Li Shimin!
Fang Xuanling followed closely beside Li Shimin and asked curiously, "Sir, does that fortune teller really have such magical powers?"

After the morning court, Li Shimin hurried back to the palace to change his clothes, and Fang Xuanling, driven by curiosity, decided to go with him.

Fang Xuanling's ears were almost worn out by the name "Xu Luo" these days. Even the wise and mighty Li Shimin praised the fortune teller highly.
Not to mention the usually serious Wei Zheng, who showed a rare look of respect when he mentioned Xu Luo. Fang Xuanling felt itchy in his heart, as curious as a cat scratching.

"Who on earth is this Xu Luo, and how could all these big guys become his fans?" Fang Xuanling pondered to himself.

Hearing that Li Shimin was going to leave the palace, he quickly seized the opportunity and volunteered to go with him to see Xu Luo's true appearance. Li Shimin would naturally not refuse, thinking that he would have to see him sooner or later, so he might as well let him open his eyes.

At this moment, Cheng Yaojin interrupted with a wink: "Hey, Master Fang, you've asked the right person!"

Fang Xuanling looked at him in confusion: "Oh? What do you think?"

Cheng Yaojin slapped his thigh and said mysteriously, "Xu Luo is not only good at fortune-telling, he also has so many secrets!

Take the Xuanwu Gate Incident for example, he knows the twists and turns behind it better than anyone else. Ever since that incident, it feels like there is a thorn in your heart that you can't pull out. "

Fang Xuanling was surprised when he heard this and nodded repeatedly. Thinking of how Li Shimin had been troubled by this matter after ascending the throne, he became even more curious about Xu Luo.

During the day, Li Shimin could still immerse himself in the complicated government affairs and temporarily put those troubles behind him. But when night fell, nightmares followed him like a shadow, always waking him up in a cold sweat.

They didn't believe in ghosts and monsters, not to mention the lies that the wronged ghosts of Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji came back for revenge. However, no one could bear it if it happened every night.

The people around him racked their brains for this and tried all kinds of methods, even inviting Taoist priests and monks into the palace to perform rituals.

Strangely enough, these tricks to exorcise evil spirits and avoid danger had no effect at all on Li Shimin's worries.

This heart disease needs to be cured by heart medicine. But no one knows where that heart medicine is.

At this time, Cheng Yaojin became excited and told the story of his adventure in Matou Village that night in great detail and vividly. Especially the words of the fortune teller gave Fang Xuanling and others goose bumps.

"That night, I dreamed of commanding millions of soldiers?" Fang Xuanling couldn't help asking, with an incredible look on his face.

Cheng Yaojin chuckled and nodded in confirmation: "How could it be false? We all heard it that night!"

Fang Xuanling took a deep breath, and his heart was stirred. These words sounded simple, but they were like a fire that ignited the long-dormant ambitions in their hearts.

Thinking back to our youth, who didn’t have great ambitions?

Time, like a butcher's knife, has carved them from rough men into slick veterans in the officialdom. Nowadays, who doesn't have an official hat, a good reputation, a house full of gold and jade, and a prominent position?

But the passion and enthusiasm of youth had disappeared. Cheng Yaojin's words were like sparks falling into a haystack, which rekindled the extinguished flames in everyone's hearts.

"Hey, this market expert, I, Fang, really want to meet him!" Fang Xuanling said cheerfully.

The group smiled knowingly and said nothing more. After a while, they arrived at the place where Xu Luo usually set up his stall, but it was empty, without even a ghost. Li Shimin couldn't help but frowned slightly. At this time, the vegetable vendor Wang Fu recognized him at a glance and came forward happily: "Hey, isn't this Mr. Li? Are you here to look for the Xu brothers today?"

Li Shimin took a closer look and recognized Wang Fu. He nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Xu didn't set up a stall today?"

Wang Fu sighed, looking helpless, and pointed to the distance with his mouth: "Look at those people, alas..."

"Look, ever since the Xu brothers became famous, their doors have been crowded with people. Every day, people line up to have their fortunes told. What's even more amazing is that recently, a bunch of young girls have lined up to ask for marriage!"

Cheng Yaojin teased, "Brother Xu must be so confused by all the trouble he's been doing. He hasn't shown up to set up his stall for several days!"

"I think he's probably hiding at home to get some peace and quiet!"

Wang Fu shook his head and sighed, seeming to be quite disappointed by Xu Luo's absence. Unconsciously, he had gotten used to the days when Xu Luo was around.

Ever since Xu Luo disappeared from the fortune-telling stall, Wang Fu's stall has also become deserted and no longer as lively as before.

"Hahaha, Mr. Xu is so lucky in love!" Cheng Yaojin laughed heartily, and he looked as if he had seen the funny scene of Xu Luo being besieged by girls.

Du Ruhui, Zhangsun Wuji and Fang Xuanling all nodded secretly with knowing smiles on their faces. Only Li Shimin frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly spoke.

"In that case, let's go directly to Mr. Xu's house to visit him!"

"Yes, why don't we just go to their door?" Cheng Yaojin smiled, and then a group of people set off towards the outside of Chang'an City.

In the past few days, Xu Luo has not set foot in Chang'an City. It's not that he doesn't want to, but he has a lot of concerns after becoming famous. Once upon a time, he just wanted to become famous as soon as possible so that he and his sister could live a life of food and clothing.

However, now, those women seeking marriage have made him realize the feeling of "people are afraid of becoming famous just as pigs are afraid of getting fat".

At this moment, a light breeze blew, just like the soft hair of one of those women gently caressing Xu Luo's face. Their eyes were like rippling spring water, and their lips slightly opened, as if telling of endless temptation.

Xu Luo's heart was moved, but he quickly calmed down. He knew that these were not what he should think about now.

On this day, Xu Luo was faced with a lot of troubles. People lined up in the streets and alleys to wait for him to tell their fortunes, especially those young girls, who came up to him one by one and insisted on asking him for advice on marriage.

At this time, Xu Xier was standing aside, holding her chin with her hand, smiling, and jokingly said, "Brother, I don't think they are here to tell fortunes, they are clearly trying to tell themselves to be admitted into your family."

She sat on a stone in the yard, sewing without stopping, and continued with a smile on her face, "Why don't you take advantage of the situation and pick someone you like and bring me a sister-in-law?"

Hearing this, Xu Luo raised his eyebrows slightly and put on a superior look: "Don't make fun of me. I don't want to be tied down by marriage now. Besides, how can I be interested in those vulgar women?"

After all, Xu Luo came from the future, and he didn't agree with the idea of ​​early marriage and early childbearing in this era. After hearing this, Xu Xier laughed so hard that her body shook with laughter: "Brother, you are not ambitious and want to marry a princess home, right?"
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