Drunken Exquisiteness

Chapter 73: The universe knows Jiuxiaoqing

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In the spring of the twenty-sixth year of Shengwu, the Huailuan Earthquake shook. There are high waves in Xingshui, seeing strange lights and hearing sounds like thunder. Landslides and landslides, black water surges, ruined city walls and buildings, and residential buildings, urban and rural houses, pagodas and temples are all gone. Looking into the distance, there is no separation. Yue Qingyun, the county envoy, led the relocation of the people and escaped from Guo. He never killed many people, but only injured nine men, women and children.

The report was sent back overnight from Huailuan. The earthquake in Huailuan yesterday knocked down a corner of Lishan Mountain, and a long ditch more than ten feet wide was opened in the city. The houses of the people were severely damaged, and the original appearance of the city was hardly seen. However, because the county envoy Yue Qingyun mobilized the people to prevent relocation the day before, only nine people were injured. The nearby Xucheng, Qingchi, Mozhou, Hengcheng, Yuanji, Honggu and other counties all felt the earthquake, but it was relatively minor. Only two people were killed when the Town God's Temple collapsed in Qingchi County, and only the injured were seen in the others. There was also shaking in the suburbs of Beijing, but no one was injured.

In the early morning of the next day, the Emperor of Heaven read the report in the Tai Chi Hall, frowned, and sighed: "This is the end of my bow, the end of the political agreement, and an earthquake warning."

This is a rebuke from the king, but Feng Yan laughed and said: "The Sacred Heart is benevolent, wise to know the distance, clear to observe the subtle, follow the will of the sky, know the urgency of the people, and issue orders in time to respond to the disaster, which has made the people avoid it." It is really a blessing for Li and Shu to overcome the great difficulties." The words are like spring breeze, and they are justified, which was originally a disaster, but now it is considered a blessing.

The courtiers can't help but keep up with Sheng Delongze, the people are the first, the heaven and the man are connected, and the earth disasters are timid. The Emperor of Heaven stopped with a wave of his hand, and ordered 300,000 yuan in internal currency to be used for relief, free of tax and rent, and awarded Yue Qingyun, the envoy of Huailuan County. Qing Chen originally wanted to escape to Huailuan through disaster relief, and he could stay at least three or two months, far away from the center of Tiandu. The Emperor of Heaven did not agree, but sent the errand to King Zhan.

Qin Tianjian is still the most important department in the celestial dynasty, and everyone has rewards. Zhengqing Wu walked from Zhangji in front of the Zhaojia Hall, promoted to a first-level official, and rewarded fifty ingots of ingots and one hundred pieces of brocade and silk. Shaoqing Guanyue and Fu Qianfei each rewarded fifty ingots of Wenyin Tongbao and one hundred pieces of brocade and silk.

Wu Congzhao is a native of Bin County, Chenzhou. In the seventh year of Shengwu, he served as the priest of Qin Tianjian Zhengqing. For more than 20 years, he was very alienated in the court. Mr. Mo, who is both a teacher and a friend, strongly recommended him, and now he is thinking of resigning from office and wandering around. It's a pity that one of the two apprentices around me is not talented enough, and the other is ambitious, both of them are difficult to train, and it is a pity that they can't bear the great responsibility.

On this day, Wu Congzhao was in front of the Jiutian Qiankun Yi, and Guan Yue, the priest of Shaoqing, invited Sun Shi'an to see him. Wu Congzhao was a little strange, and said pleasantly: "The Taichang Attendant has not come to Qin Tianjian for a few days, please sit inside."

Sun Shi'an smiled and said: "I can't sit for a long time, this time I have something to trouble Mr. Wu." He took out a sealed letter from his sleeve: "The above two people's birthdays are horoscopes, and please ask Mr. Wu to calculate."

Wu Congzhao took it, and said casually, "Who wants you to come here in person?"

Sun Shi'an cupped his hands to the south and smiled. Wu Congzhao took out Zhang Ming's gold-backed note paper from the inside of the envelope. He knew it was from the Imperial Study Room, and he knew it already. He just asked, "What's the matter?"

Sun Shi'an said: "Marriage, marriage."

"Okay." Wu Congzhao nodded: "Please wait a moment, waiter Taichang." He ordered Guan Yue to accompany Sun Shi'an, and entered the hexagram room by himself.

There are two birth date characters written on the note paper: Renwu in November of the Renzi year, Yinshi quarter. Dingmao in the seventh month of Gengshen year, three quarters before the hour. The pen is strong, and it looks like it was written by the Emperor of Heaven. Wu Congzhao only thought that the horoscope for birthday was quite familiar, and he didn't think about it, so he thought about it.

When the hexagram came out, Wu Congzhao looked at it intently, but was shocked: Gan knows the beginning, and Kun makes things. In the hexagram, it is actually a sign of a potential dragon going out to sea, and a phoenix soaring in the nine heavens. He frowned and thought for a while, then got up and fetched the genealogy of the Ye family in charge of the Qin Tianjian, flipped through it, and said, "Yes!" Wang Shengchen!

King Ling, Wu Congzhao took a deep breath, and immediately flashed a pair of cold and deep eyes in his impression. Looking at it with cold eyes for more than twenty years, this is a master that people can't see through. If this hexagram is heard from heaven, the consequences will be unpredictable.

Over the years, King Ling's deeds in Zhan, Zheng, and Min have all been recorded before him. Wu Congzhao sat quietly in front of the hexagram, tapping his fingers on the table. Leaning a little, as if she had made up her mind, she picked up a pen and moistened the ink, and wrote on the paper: "Yao Xiang is in the middle, the husband and wife are peaceful, respect each other as guests, and the family is safe and innocent." The last stroke paused slowly, the ink was slightly bright, reflecting a clear luster, extremely clear and extremely dark, penetrating into the bottom of my heart.

"Do you know the beginning of the day, can Kun make things?" The light gray figure stood in front of the pavilion with his hands behind his back. Against the background of the surrounding spring, this side of the world has faded away from the hustle and bustle of bees and butterflies in the daytime, and there is a bit of silence in the night. silence. Mo Buping looked ahead leisurely and smiled meaningfully.

"Teacher..." Wu Congzhao raised his hand and flicked the few fallen flowers floating on the stone table, and said.

"Cong Zhao."

"Oh, sir." Wu Congzhao shook his head helplessly: "In Congzhao's heart, he always treats you like a teacher."

The corners of Mo Buping's mouth curled up slightly, and a clearly visible smile line appeared on his face: "I'm in a hurry to find me, so this is the hexagram?"

Wu Congzhao stood up and walked to his side: "The student has never seen such a hexagram of heaven and earth, so I want to ask sir."

Mo Buping smiled and said: "In terms of hexagrams, Cong Zhao, you are more sophisticated than me."

"Students don't dare." Wu Congzhao said, "Students know nothing more than superficial knowledge, so I hope you don't hesitate to clarify your doubts."

Don't you look at the starry sky in Pingyao: "Blue comes from blue and is better than blue. Since ancient times, you can't be too modest. In recent years, have you gained anything from astrology?"

Wu Congzhao looked up at the sky, the night sky was full of stars, vast and boundless. The vast and bright sea of stars is unfathomably deep, and it seems to contain endless mysteries in the universe. "Students verified the disaster in the sky a while ago," he said.

Mo Buping nodded, and fixed his eyes on a distant and bright sky star: "Maybe you know the Emperor Star?"

Wu Congzhao's eyes were focused, and the radiant stars seemed to have turned into a vast ocean, containing everything in the world, making people deeply addicted to it and forget to return. Suddenly, a stunning starlight suddenly appeared, and Wu Congzhao was startled, waking up from that wonderful spying: "The emperor's star is brightly moving, entering the Ziwei Heavenly Palace!"

"What else?" Mo Buping asked seemingly casually.

"Please enlighten me, sir." Wu Congzhao bowed and said, knowing all this, it's hard to predict further!

Under the starry sky, an imperceptible light flashed across Mo Buping's seemingly dim eyes. At that moment, his whole body had a domineering demeanor, and the deep shadows of flowers, branches and leaves around him were also slightly photographed, and he said slowly: "Lonely Stars dominate the world, overwhelm the crape myrtle seven fights, the sharpness that mortal light avoids, Jinyu clarifies. However, there are alien stars in full bloom, and they form a double star that dominates the palace. Now the momentum has been established, and no one can stop it!"

"Shuangxing Town Palace?" The hexagram passed down through the ages made Wu Congzhao quite astonished: "What happened next?"

Mo Buping expressed a trace of emotion in his words: "Double stars rule the palace, the old man has been immersed in the art of astrology all his life, but he has only heard about it but never seen this image. This is the magic of the number of days, tempting and deep. Hehe, Cong Zhao, Your hexagrams are getting more and more subtle."

Wu Benzhao seemed to be immersed in deep thought for a moment, and suddenly remembered something, and said, "By the way, the student's hexagram was divined by Sun Shi'an on the order of the Holy One."

"Oh?" Mo Buping looked up at him: "Have you solved the hexagram image?"

Wu Congzhao paused, and said: "Student... I understand. But the book only expresses the words of the husband and wife being peaceful and respecting each other as guests, and nothing else is mentioned."

The wind was blowing slightly, and the rich fragrance of flowers overflowed in the dense night. The tranquility was intoxicating. Mo Buping raised his slightly white eyebrows, and suddenly laughed freely: "God, God! How dare you make such a deceitful statement Up to heaven to listen?"

Wu Congzhao frowned and said, "The birth date of this hexagram should be from King Ling. Although King Ling is cold and solemn, he manages things upright and manages affairs wisely. He is clean but not feminine, proud but not narrow-minded. Although it is difficult for students to know him well, Just look at its appearance and don't want to mistake it with a hexagram."

Mo Buping smiled and said: "What's more, there are Jiangnan Luqian, crazy number one scholar Du Junshu, Nanshu Zuoyuansun and others who are dedicated to assisting, but if there are some rigidities, harshness, and inhumanity, they have almost made up for it."

Wu Benzhao suddenly understood something, Mr. has been out of Beijing for more than ten years, and it is not for nothing that he returned to Tiandu at this time! Immediately he said sincerely: "Cong Zhao wishes to follow the master."

"The old man is just following the sky." Mo Buping said flatly.

"Students know." Wu Benzhao said.

Mo Buping looked at the deep night, with a distant expression in his eyes, the forbearance in many places has now paid off, and the current layout must be based on the trend of King Ling suppressing King Zhan. Although Qin Tianjian is not involved in government affairs, it is of great use in critical times. I sighed in my heart, I remember the late emperor's kindness in my heart, I didn't dare to forget each other for more than 20 years, and I thought it was repayment to help the first prince to ascend to the Datong with all my strength!

Two days later, a decree of grace was issued in the Dazheng Palace: the chief assistant of the Wenlan Palace, the third division of Kaifu Yitong, the daughter of the Prime Minister of Zuo Fengyan, Feng Qingchen, the princess of Qingping County, and Princess Ling, the imperial conferment of the first-rank wife, On the auspicious day in May, Renshen was ordered to get married.