Besides, I walked around the table, looked left and right, and touched it with my hand, but I didn't find anything special.

This table, you say that it can be used to support the beggar, and it is not impossible to use it for eating, if you spread a piece of green felt, it is also good to play mahjong.

Zhou Dingcheng turned over, jumped slightly, came to the table, and laughed: "I haven't seen you do this for many years, but it is like yesterday, I will see if you have grown." ”

"He didn't do this business back then, can he trick me here?" Mrs. Zhao cleaned up and came over to watch the excitement.

Besides, he said, "Madam, then you still don't believe it." I must have believed it at the time. ”

"I didn't believe it at the time, he lied to me in other ways. Mrs. Zhao smiled slightly, and her face flushed. It seems to be ten years younger.

Zhao Junwu said: "No matter what aspect, I haven't lied to you, the conscience of heaven and earth." ”

"If I want to, I won't call it a lie, otherwise I can still live this life with you here. Mrs. Zhao smiled, looking at Zhao Junwu's eyes full of infinite tenderness.

It is not difficult to love for a while, love once, and it is not difficult to love vigorously or even landslide, but in the past 20 years, love is as good as ever, and there is no complaint or regret in poverty and loneliness, so it is different.

Besides, when I think of this, I feel a lot of emotion in my heart.

Maybe it's fate.

After the things were ready, Zhao Junwu blew out the oil lamp and lit a few faint candles. Then he began to chant words in his mouth, and he couldn't hear what they were, probably a mantra.

After reciting the incantation, he let him stand in front of the table, hold on to a brush stained with ink, and said, "You just think about what you want to ask, don't say it, just ask in your mind." Don't make any movement with your hands, and if you feel as if someone is holding the pen and moving, don't pay attention to it, let alone block it, and let it be. ”

Besides, he nodded, held the brush with his right hand, and did not hold the pen as he usually writes, but grasped the pen barrel with one hand, and then meditated on his own questions, of course, those doubts, what happened to his ancestors, what danger will there be this time, and what will be the outcome?

Suddenly, the mountain wind blew, making the white silk and red cloth rustle and flutter, and the candlelight was also swaying, as if someone was walking beside it.

Even if Zhou Dingcheng and Mrs. Zhao didn't believe this, they couldn't help but feel a little creepy at this time, and they both thought in their hearts: Don't have any ominous gods coming.

Zhao Junwu stood in the north, respectfully saluting, like a courtier worshipping the emperor. Something was still silently muttered in his mouth.

After a while, I felt that the brush in my hand really moved, and it was a dragon and snake, as if the pen was really attached to the magic. He was also shocked in his heart, looking around, but there was nothing.

About a cup of tea, the pen stopped.

Zhao Junwu asked respectfully, "Dare to ask which immortal has descended?"

A voice in the air said heartily: "I am Meishan Su Shi." ”

Besides, as soon as he heard these four words, he knelt down and bowed down. It's not that he believes in any god coming into the world, but that he worships Su Dongpo infinitely, and he can't help but bow down when he hears this name.

"It turned out that Su Changgong had come, dare to ask Su Changgong what priesthood he has in Tianfu now?" Zhao Junwu hurriedly asked.

There was silence in the air, and after a long time, Zhao Junwu straightened up and said, "Su Changgong has left." ”

At this time, Zhou Dingcheng and Mrs. Zhao dared to breathe a long sigh of relief, no matter how you don't believe it, the atmosphere on the scene still makes people feel oppressive and afraid.

"Besides, your fate is really not shallow, it turned out to be Su Changgong who came in person, and this dynasty has helped him countless times, and I have never heard of Su Changgong coming. Zhao Junwu said overjoyed.

Su Shi is the eldest among the brothers, so later generations call him the eldest prince, and his younger brother Su Zhe is naturally Su Cigong.

At this time, even Zhou Dingcheng, who had never believed in helping the beggar, was blindfolded, and looked at Mrs. Zhao with his mouth stammered, wanting to ask how this was done. Mrs. Zhao shook her head, and there was a half-believing look on her face.

However, the two of them kept staring at this scene with wide eyes, and Zhao Junwu really didn't move, just respectfully greeted God.

"Is it really Mr. Dongpo's coming?!" and he was in a dream.

"There can be a fake, Su Changgong said it himself. Look at the handwriting again, this style of painting. Zhao Junwu pointed to the paper.

Moreover, when I looked at the paper, it was indeed a large freehand painting, depicting a mountain with a rugged mountain road, steep steps, and many places were broken, and it seemed that there was no way to find it. Halfway up the mountain, the fog is filled, only on the peak, there seems to be a temple, and on the top of the temple, there is a ray of sunshine.

Besides, remembering the letter he wrote to the "Southern Prison" in front of the pomegranate before leaving, it seemed that it was really a commission from Mr. Dongpo to him!

Sure enough, Mr. Dongpo came to thank him.

However, this mission is only half accomplished, and we still have to continue to work hard, and we must let Mr. Dongpo restore his glory in the Ming Dynasty! This matter may really rely on the strength of Zhang Juzheng. Perhaps, it won't be long before Zhang Juzheng sees the letter I wrote.

Could it be that this is really predestined?!

This series of events made it impossible to believe it.

"Is it really Mr. Dongpo's coming?!" and couldn't help but repeat it in a whisper.

"Boy, I can't be wrong, no one dares to pretend to be Dongpo!" Zhao Junwu became proud.

Zhou Dingcheng groaned: "But, how can I not see Mr. Dongpo's painting style. ”

"Fu Ping is just a temporary idea of the eldest prince, intended to guide the maze, and the style of painting is not important. You see there are also four inscriptions on it. Zhao Junwu was in high spirits, obviously he didn't expect that he could really invite such a giant Wenqu star to come.

Moreover, if you look closely at the four inscriptions, it is: Maze is everywhere, the six gods are auspicious, the king is strong, and the emperor is prosperous.

"What do you mean?" Zhou Dingcheng looked at the painting and then at the inscription, which was still in the clouds.

"God's judgment is like this, it can't be interpreted as a common saying, and there are many places where you have to understand it yourself. Or they can't understand it at all, and when it comes to things later, they will understand. Zhao Junwu explained.

Zhou Dingcheng sneered at each other: "If you only understand it afterwards, then what are you going to do with Fuping?"

"You're raising the bar. In hindsight, I realized that it was because you didn't understand the verdict. Now that we understand it, it means that God is not wrong. Zhao Junwu said confidently.

And this character is also a copy of the Su style, not like it at all. Zhou Dingcheng found another fault.

"I told you that there are many factors that affect Fuping, and you can't judge it by the style of painting and font. Zhao Junwu was in a hurry, and the green tendons on his forehead popped out.

Mrs. Zhao smiled: "The madman deliberately provoked you, what kind of anger are you?" ”

Moreover, looking at this painting and the inscription on it, there is indeed very little style of Su Shi. As for the style of painting, Zhou Dingcheng is right, don't say that there is no Dongpo's brushwork, even the contemporary medium level is not as good, how can it come from Dongpo's pen?

Although the pen is in his hand, it is really not what he wrote or painted. Besides, I thought to myself, this alone is enough for God, and I really can't ask too much.

"Look at this painting, the meaning of this inscription, it seems to say that besides, the road ahead is a little difficult to walk, this mountain road is rugged, very steep, there seems to be no road in many places, and it is foggy and misty. In order to relieve her husband, Mrs. Zhao couldn't help but refer to the meaning of the painting.

"This thing can only be understood but not spoken. If you understand it as it is, it is wrong. Zhao Junwu explained.

"There's always something to tell. Looking at this inscription again, the maze is everywhere, and naturally there are too many doubts in my heart. The six gods are auspicious, what do the six gods refer to? It can't be the six Ding Tianjia gods, right?" Mrs. Zhao continued.

"How is that possible. The six Ding Tianjia gods are the ones who protect the Dharma Palace of the Son of Heaven. Zhao Junwu said.

According to the Taoist warlock, the place where the emperor lives is naturally the palace, which has become the Dharma Palace of the Son of Heaven, and is protected by the six heavenly gods day and night, in order to bless the health of the Son of Heaven and the peace of the people.

"But what else do the six gods say? which six immortals?" Madame Zhao pondered.

"It's hard to say. Just remember it first, maybe you can really meet it in the future, isn't it just to meet Su Changgong today? He is also a god, the Wenqu star in the sky. Zhao Junwu was in high spirits when he thought of this.

"What about the king and the emperor? Is the king a surname or a prince? This emperor must be the emperor, it seems that there will be a chance to face the holy pilgrimage in the future." Mrs. Zhao laughed.

"This king should be the prince, by the way, besides, isn't your senior brother the little prince of the Zhongshan Palace?" Zhou Dingcheng also came over to take a closer look.

"The Zhongshan Wangfu can't be counted, the prince in the divine judgment is the prince, referring to the real prince, and the county king can't be counted. Zhao Junwu said abruptly.

Besides, I thought to myself, King Yu was not only a prince, but also a prince. Could it be that if I meet King Yu, I will be strong, so when I meet the emperor, I really see the emperor?

At this time, he also sincerely believed in three points, although the doubts in his heart were still unsolved.

"Well, these are actually not difficult, in the future, it will be normal to raise people, enter the Jinshi, see the prince, and enter the palace to face the saint, here is just a pre-explanation. ”

Zhou Dingcheng waved his hand, and he was already convinced of this sentence.

"But is this a palace or a temple?" asked Madame Zhao suddenly pointing to the building painted on the top of the mountain.

Zhao Junwu and Zhou Dingcheng looked at it intently, and after watching it for a long time, they were speechless for a while.

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