Contentment with modest wealth

Chapter 205

The paper was shoved directly into Chen Ji's hand.

"Master, you truly have discerning eyes. I had indeed misremembered earlier. This is the correct birth chart. Please recalculate it, Master."

This birth chart is completely different from the previous one.

Not only are their birth times unrelated, but they are also more than a decade apart in age.

How could you get this wrong?
What the hell.

Chen Ji's gaze lingered on the paper for a moment, then he scoffed, "Why does my female Daoist keep toying with me?"

Madam Wei hurriedly said, "This time there is no mistake. How could I have tricked the Taoist priest again?"

"This birth chart and your female friend's birth chart are completely incompatible; there's absolutely no karmic connection for marriage between them." Chen Ji pulled a long face and pushed the paper back. "If they can't even get married, how can they have children?!"

Upon hearing this, Wei could almost feel the sweat pouring down her forehead.

People in the capital call this Taoist priest "Sai Banxian" (meaning "Half-Immortal Sai"). She didn't quite believe him before, but now he has made accurate predictions twice in a row!

He even calculated that they were not destined to marry!
If someone can predict these things so accurately, not only are they a demigod, but even a true god wouldn't be able to do it!

She immediately thrust the last eight characters of her birth chart into Chen Ji's hand, then pulled out a silver note: "I was wrong before, Master Dao, please be magnanimous and tell me where my misfortune lies."

Chen Ji said, "Let's put the disaster aside for now. Let me ask you, did you and this woman only have one daughter?"
"It is this daughter who was born in the Year of the Snake and is destined for wealth and honor."

Wei clenched her hands tightly and could only nod.

The people of Beijing are absolutely right!
"That will be troublesome." Chen Ji said, folding his hands.

"How troublesome?"

Chen Ji glanced at the crowd behind him, then looked at her intently before standing up: "Come with me."

Chen Ji led her to the alley behind, and then had a young Taoist priest follow with paper and pen.

There was no one in the alley, so no one could hear what we were saying.

Chen Ji took the paper and pen and handed them to Wei Shi: "You and he never bowed to heaven and earth; this is a tragic fate. Isn't it?"

Wei's face turned white then red, then red then white, and finally she nodded.

"It was this ill-fated relationship that brought disaster upon you. Your husband was destined for good fortune and was protected by the gods in the past, but in recent years his luck has been declining and his protective gods have left, so evil has come knocking on his door."

"Write a few more things down."

"First, his name and hometown; second, your name, date of birth and hometown; and third, your daughter's name, date of birth, and place of birth. The generational order and social hierarchy should all be clearly written down."

Wei was speechless: "Do I have to write my name too?"

“It must be written down,” Chen Ji said. “Each person must specify their birthdate so that I can perform the divination for you. Otherwise, with so many people born on the same day, month, and year, wouldn’t there be a possibility of miscalculation?”

"Could we use a nickname you used when you were a child instead?"

How could she possibly write down that person's full name?
She absolutely cannot write it!
Even if there are countless people in the world with the same name, no one would know that she has this relationship with him in private, and she absolutely cannot openly write his name!
“If it’s a childhood name, that’s fine too.” Chen Ji frowned. “However, we still need to add the date when you met him. Let’s just consider it the day you became sworn brothers.”

Wei's brow twitched.

Writing these things down is tantamount to laying everything out in the open. Especially Mingyi…

"What, you can't write it? How can I perform the ritual if you don't write it?"

When the Taoist priest asked her this question, she was startled, but she made up her mind instead.

Over the years, outsiders have seen her life as exceptionally glamorous, but they don't know that in private she lives like a rat in a sewer. Because of this relationship, she has to be careful everywhere, guarding against the Yan family, and she can't hold her head up in front of her own daughter.

Why would she do this?

Because she's afraid of dying!
The reason she submitted to him back then was because she was afraid of dying at the hands of the Chiang family.

Later, the Jiang family couldn't do anything to her, and he was afraid of dying at the hands of the Yan family. He was indeed quite capable; even if his divination wasn't entirely accurate, it was certainly eight or nine parts accurate.

She didn't want to die, having such a carefree life to live!
What is there about these things that can't be written?

Who knows who is who?

Moreover, he intended to use it for rituals.

It burned down in the blink of an eye, what could possibly go wrong?
She grabbed a pen, pressed the blank paper against the wall without saying a word, and quickly wrote as required.

Aside from family members, only people with very close relationships know about one's birth date and time.

Because it cannot be easily revealed, no one knows who she is writing about.

Who could possibly know the birth date of the current Grand Secretary?

Could this Taoist priest possibly copy it down from memory and then go around the capital asking around to compare it with other people?

Does he have that much free time?
Even if there is one, who would admit it if it wasn't written in her own handwriting?
She gave the paper to Chen Ji.

Chen Ji looked at the neatly arranged names and birth dates of the family of three on the paper, then folded it into a paper crane, held it with his ring and little fingers, and reached into his pocket to take out a tinderbox.

After receiving the tinder, he lit the paper crane, made a hand gesture, and began chanting incantations with his eyes half-closed.

Wei stared at the burning paper crane until she saw it turn to ashes, and then she relaxed her shoulders.

Chen Ji opened his eyes: "Has your daughter recently encountered an adversary?"

Madam Wei paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "That's right!"

Isn't that Lu Jia?
"This enemy harbors deep resentment; she's here to take my life."

Upon hearing the words "taking her life," Madam Wei's expression changed again.

Chen Ji asked, "Do you know why she sought to kill your daughter?"

Madam Wei bit her lower lip and slowly shook her head.

Even if she knew, how could she possibly tell?!
Chen Ji continued, "That's a pity. Your daughter has already been tainted with evil energy."

"To put it simply, at best it will ruin your reputation, at worst it will leave you dead in the streets. If you can tell me, I'll have a way to deal with it immediately."

Wei's teeth were chattering.

She might not know the small things her daughter did, but how could she not know the big things?
Even if Jiang Mingyi didn't say it, Guo Lu would have told her!
As soon as Lu Jia returned, she started arguing with everyone and everything. Mingyi first lost Du Mama, and then had some of her power over managing the household affairs taken away. She was clearly being suppressed by that girl Lu Jia!

She knew it! Every time she saw that girl, she felt a chill run down her spine. She really was a demon!
But after swallowing several times, Wei shook her head and said, "I don't know."

He then said, "I beg the Taoist priest to provide another solution!"

How can you talk about this?
Not a single word can be revealed!

After all, if a daughter is convicted of murdering her stepdaughter, the mother is definitely not having an easy time either!
After she finished speaking, she took out the remaining loose silver from her purse.

Chen Ji frowned: "What are you doing?"

As he spoke, he glanced at her wrist and temples.

Wei hurriedly took off a gold bracelet from her wrist: "I left in a hurry and didn't bring much with me. I will definitely go to Baiyun Temple to add incense money later."

Chen Ji then put the bracelet away and changed his tone: "Now we have to go back to the Taoist temple to set up an altar and perform a ritual. Come to Baiyun Temple early tomorrow morning to find me, and I will definitely have a way to break the curse by dawn."

"Don't make this public. Your daughter has been having a run of bad luck lately, and her enemies have powerful backers, making them very difficult to deal with. If this secret is leaked, I can't guarantee your safety!"

"As you command."

After glancing at the pile of burnt ashes, Wei agreed to all of them.