Chapter Twenty-Three: Seven Days and Seven Nights
Outside the Makiyokan.
About half a street away, a few soldiers of the Duwei Yamen wrapped up a tea shed. Replace tables and chairs, and add utensils, stoves, and other items.
Zhou Tong sat on a widened, thickened, and raised chaise longue, tugging at his black-haired beard, and looked impatiently at the gate of the Wing Fang Pavilion at the far end.
Gongsun Zhixin changed into a plain robe, and sat at the tea table with a calm face to drink himself.
"Hey, are you really guarding like this, waiting for Mr. Wang to come out of the museum?" Zhou Tong slapped his chair suddenly, turned his head and asked Gongsun Zhi.
"Be at ease, follow the will of God. Gongsun Zhi drank tea and said lightly.
"Settle a bird!!"
Zhou Tong Huoran got up, the recliner rattled, he stepped in front of Gongsun Zhi, sat on the tea stool with a bang, picked up the teapot and drank it all in one go, and slammed it on the tea table.
"It's about to fall into the night, is Mr. Wang going to come out?" Zhou Tong asked Gongsun Zhi with a glare.
Gongsun Zhi sighed, put away the teaspoons, chopsticks, saucers and other things scattered on the tea table, and then said:
"How many times have I told you, the hexagram shows that if we wait for good news, it will be a good omen. If we can't hold our breath and act indiscriminately, it will cause accidents and turn into bad omen. ”
Zhou Tong frowned, so irritable that he wanted to attack. But he is a rough man, but he is not a stupid person, and he knows that Gongsun Zhi's divination technique is a trick of the edict, and there is no deception.
"Damn, that Oiran is not good at stubble! Mr. Wang has a handful of old bones, is it possible that he has to spend the night?"
"According to my hexagram calculations, it is unlikely that Mr. Wang will go out in three or two days......"
"Three or two days?
"I'm not Mr. Wang, how do I know if I can stand it?"
Zhou Tong and Gongsun Zhi stared at each other and were relatively speechless.
And so the night passed.
Wang Chong did not leave the museum.
Zhou Tong stared at the courtyard gate of the Makfang Pavilion with red eyes, like a stone statue.
Gongsun Zhi closed his eyes and sat down, but he didn't say a word.
"It's been a day and a night!Why haven't you come out yet?" Zhou Tong gritted his teeth, his fists clenched with a click.
"Be at ease, follow the will of God. Gongsun Zhi still closed his eyes and said.
Zhou Tong's eyes almost burst into flames, but he still forcibly held back.
So another night passed, and Wang Chong still didn't leave the museum.
Zhou Tong had already boiled his hair to the point that his hair was split, and his black hair was tangled. He carried a heavy copper and iron mace, and walked up and down the tea shed, restless.
"It's the third day!Is something wrong with Mr. Wang?" Zhou Tong asked in a hoarse voice, glaring at Gongsun Zhi.
Gongsun Zhi sat on a futon, closed his eyes and said nothing, and only after a while:
"Mr. Wang is a person of great fortune and good fortune, and he will be fine. You and I are at ease, and we will follow the will of God......"
Fourth night.
In the tea shed, in the tent erected, Zhou Tong snored like thunder. He woke up suddenly, grabbed the mace in his hand with a bang, and jumped to his feet.
Gongsun Zhi, who was sitting next to him, was also disturbed, and glanced at Zhou Tong inexplicably.
Zhou Tong looked at the deep night and the silence on the street corners, and couldn't help scratching his messy hair and beard, and looked at Gongsun Zhi blankly:
"It's been four days and four nights...... Mr. Wang still doesn't get out of bed?"
Gongsun Zhi rubbed his eyebrows tiredly and sighed:
"I'm not Mr. Wang, how do I know when to come out......"
"A certain family rushed in and asked what happened?" Zhou Tong said in a deep voice.
"The hexagram shows that you can't act rashly!" Gongsun Zhi shook his head.
"Hexagram, hexagram, hexagram bird!!"
Zhou Tong scolded, "Hao Lan is already frantically collecting sacrifices and achievements!
Gongsun Zhi was speechless, so he had to close his eyes and be silent.
Day 5.
There was a solemn atmosphere in the tea shed.
Zhou Tong put on soft armor, picked up the copper and iron mace, ordered the dozen or so soldiers who had been gathered, flew on the horse, pulled the reins, turned back to Gongsun Zhi and said:
"Hao Lan's movements are getting bigger and bigger, I heard that he has secretly prepared the 'Moon Sacrifice' in advance! Mr. Wang has not come out yet, and a certain family does not dare to disturb him, so he can only take his sons and daughters to inspect the state city to see if there are any merits to be fished. ”
Gongsun Zhi wiped his thin cheeks, nodded tiredly, and said:
"Okay, you should still have some Class-D case files in your hand, hurry up. If we can do it, we can do it quickly! If we can't catch up, let's think about it in the long run. ”
Zhou Tong let out a sullen sigh, beat his horse and rushed forward, leading the soldiers to gallop away.
Gongsun Zhi turned his head and stared at the gate of the Yuanfang Pavilion at the far end, bitter in his heart:
"Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang, if you don't go out again, we may lose badly......"
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Day 7.
The underground chamber of the Chenghuang Inner Ancestral Hall.
Hao Lan, Liu Liting, and Tanji monks, the three of them sat together and were discussing.
"Did you find anything?" Hao Lan asked Liu Liting in a deep voice.
Liu Liting shook his head: "Lao Wang hasn't been out of the Ming Fang Pavilion for seven days and seven nights, I can't find out the reason." Gu Mei is also a closed-door guest, I don't know what weird ......"
Monk Tanji frowned and said, "A Qinglou Oiran and an old man, what can he do?
Hao Lan snorted coldly and said in an accentuated tone:
"No matter whether he gets out of the Wing Fang Pavilion or not, he can't change the outcome of defeat! I have already informed 'Lord Shuibo' that as long as this 'Moon Festival' is a complete victory, Lord Shuibo will be able to depose his City God Talisman!"
"Oh, can you really be deposed?" Monk Tanji and Liu Liting both lit up.
"There are many doubts about his resurrection, and he is old and frail, and he can no longer afford to be the city god. This 'Moon Sacrifice' is going to hit him severely! His reputation is ruined and his merits are lost, and Lord Shui Bo has the absolute means to abolish him! Expelled him from Jiazhou!"
Hearing Hao Lan's affirmative words, Monk Tanji and Liu Liting were overjoyed. Their interests have been tied together, and they are both prosperous.
On the table in front of Hao Lan, many large and small jade foils had been laid out, shining brightly.
"All the case files have been prepared, and the 'Moon Festival' can be held tomorrow!"
"Inform Lord Zhizhou, and notify all the Earth Evil Monks to return to their positions!"
"We have a huge advantage in our hands, and we will make a strong presence tomorrow!"
"After the Moon Festival, Jiazhou City is our world!"
"Hahaha......"
Hao Lan, Tanji Monk, and Liu Liting, the three of them looked at each other and laughed.
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Day 8.
The closed courtyard gate of the Makifang Pavilion was finally quietly opened.
With a thin skirt in a palace shirt and a slender demeanor, with a smile, Wang Chong was sent out of the door of the Yingfang Pavilion, and Yingying said:
"Mr. Wang is very knowledgeable, and the little girl has benefited a lot in the past few days. If you have leisure in the future, I hope Mr. Wang will give me more guidance, and the little woman is grateful!"
Wang Chong's face was a little tired, and he nodded calmly in response.
At this moment, he was mentally exhausted, his limbs were sore, and he longed to fall asleep.
"Mr. Wang!"
"Mr. Wang!"
Zhou Tong and Gongsun Zhi, like two rapid meteors, rushed wildly.
"The Moon Festival has begun! Lord Zhizhou and the Jiazhou Disha Monk have all arrived at the City God Temple! Why did you just come out?"
"Don't hesitate, let's go quickly! No matter how late it is, we won't be able to catch up with the 'Moon Festival'!"
Zhou Tong was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, eager to pick up Wang Chong and hurry back to the City God Temple.
Gongsun Zhi also looked anxious and urged Wang Chong to leave quickly.