The young man in red looked at Zhu Nanshan's hands. They were very rough and strong hands. He looked very manly.

The calluses at the tiger's mouth are very obvious. When the five fingers are brought together, the side of the index finger that touches the thumb, the left side of the index finger close to the first joint of the palm, the inside of the palm, and the pads of the four fingers all have thin calluses to varying degrees.

The young man in red carefully touched the calluses on Zhu Nanshan's fingers, and then concluded, "Nanshan, you are such a rough man."

He raised his hands and looked at them. They were a pair of snow-white, slender and pink hands.

It belongs to the hands of a noble prince who was a scholar of this era.

The fingers are relatively delicate, and there is an obvious callus on the first joint of the middle finger. He raised his head and looked at Yuan Wense: "The callus on his hand is not the same as mine?"

Yuan Wense smiled confidently and nodded with a folding fan: "The calluses on your palms are very different. Brother Nanshan's calluses tell you that he often holds weapons such as swords or guns and sticks.

In addition, when he walks, his steps are very steady and his foot is very stable. He should be a martial artist. He has been exercising his muscles and bones under the guidance of his family since he was a child. I guess his horseback skills should be good."

Yuan Wense didn't even raise her head and waited for Nanshan to confirm, because for her, this was an obvious fact.

Yuan Wense then pointed at the thin calluses on the fingers of the young man in red, "You can tell at a glance that you write. The areas where the calluses are formed are where the brush is held. It seems that this little brother must be good at handwriting.

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The young man in red clapped his hands and exclaimed in surprise, "Yes, yes, that's right, it turns out you can really see it on your hands. If you don't explain it, we will think you are the one with the magic. If you explain it, I think...

I can understand it every time."

Zhu Nanshan also said: "With my body shape, others can see a difference, but with Xiao Yuan's appearance, few people can see that his handwriting is particularly good. I used to think this was his talent, but now I know

, he works hard in private, I am afraid he is no less than me."

The young man in red said: "I said that my father asked me to practice calligraphy when I was five or six years old. You still don't believe it. My calluses are really nothing. The girls would also take care of my hands in normal times. In addition to

Calluses, otherwise the knuckles would still be thicker."

His Royal Highness was also very interested, but he did not stretch out his hand for others to judge.

But other people didn't have this worry. They all stretched out their hands, compared each other, and then laughed at each other. Whoever's handwriting is bad is because there are too few calluses on the fingers.

But in this way, everyone is very convinced of Yuan Wense's words.

Because Yuan Wense was not only able to deduce the results like an ordinary blind fortune teller, but he also explained the process.

Although this makes her a little less mysterious, it makes her more powerful.

Zhu Nanshan said: "Thanks to this young master for his teachings. When three people are walking together, there must be my teacher. This sentence is correct."

His Royal Highness also smiled and said: "Let your people go down. Mr. Tong has great talents. Such exquisiteness is an insult to Mr. Tong."

"yes."

When His Highness the Crown Prince speaks like this, it is easy for people to have a favorable impression of him, and they also have the illusion that they are being valued by His Highness the Crown Prince.
Chapter completed!