"That's how you inspect these facilities?" Emperor Chu raised his hand and pointed to the pool of blood that someone was scrambling to clean up over there, and his voice became more and more cold and sharp, "Such a blatant betrayal of my trust? ”

The Rite Department Scholar who was pointed at his head and scolded angrily secretly screamed in his heart, although he was the Rite Department Scholar, but his subordinates were responsible for that part of the work and did not include repairing and tidying up. Prepare prayers, three animals, sacrifices, offerings, and drapery...... Wait, that's what they're supposed to do.

Trimming or something, it's obviously a matter of the Ministry of Industry, why should this account fall on the head of him, the unlucky secretary of the Ministry of Rites.

However, Emperor Chu, who was slapped in the face, was angry at the moment, so naturally he would not distinguish with him which of them was whose duty. If you catch a punching bag, at least you have to scold it first, and then transfer the part of such a slap in the face in advance.

In fact, this will, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu, who was caught and scolded by Emperor Chu, should be glad that the Panlongzhu smashed and injured people after the ceremony ended.

If it happened in the middle of the ceremony, I was afraid that under the wrath of Emperor Chu, whether he could keep his head was still a matter of two words.

You must know that once the ceremony begins, there is nothing important that must not be stopped halfway. Not only can it not be stopped, but it is also impossible to delay the auspicious time.

Something like this that suddenly fell on a pillar and injured a person can naturally only be regarded as a small matter compared to a grand event like a grand ceremony to worship the heavens.

However, if this kind of bloody trivial matter really happened in the middle of the way, it would be an unlucky thing after all, and it would naturally cause Emperor Chu to be unhappy. It is conceivable that if this is the case, the fate of the Ministry of Rites is also obvious.

"Your Majesty, seeing blood in the ceremony is indeed not a good omen, but it is not necessarily a bad omen." After everyone finally knew what was going on, everyone was panicking, but suddenly someone slowly stepped onto an altar high above the platform of the square, looked up at Emperor Chu with a firm expression, and said these words solemnly and solemnly.

Emperor Chu's face was still ugly, but when he saw clearly who was the person who stood a higher level to persuade him, his face looked a little better.

Someone below already exclaimed in a low voice, "Huh? Isn't that the master of the circle of Ankokuji Temple? ”

Mu Xiaofeng has lived two lives, and he has no fate to see this world-renowned master of the Yuankong, but he didn't expect that at this moment, at the end of this ceremony, he was fortunate to see the true face of this monk.

But then she smiled sarcastically in her heart, seeing this master at this time, it is still unknown whether she is lucky or unlucky, so she is better to be cautious.

"Isn't it necessarily a bad omen?" Emperor Chu's eyebrows moved slightly, glanced at him meaningfully, and asked, "What did Master Yuankong say about this?" ”

"Amitabha," the gray-haired Yuankong Master solemnly announced the Buddha's name, and only then did he face Emperor Chu with kind eyebrows, "but all disasters are born in response to the situation." ”

"Born in response to the situation?" Emperor Chu raised his eyebrows, and his faint eyes turned an unreal weird color, but he calmed down and waited for Master Yuankong to speak.

"The appearance of colorful auspicious clouds is the right time; Then this dragon pillar smashed people and saw blood, which was born in response to the situation. ”

"But this momentum is caused by the sudden gathering of ferocious qi." As he explained, Master Yuankong quickly pinched his fingers as if he was calculating something. After a while, his distant and deep voice sounded again, "Now we must resolve this evil in order to enjoy the great good blessed by God." ”

For the words of a high-ranking monk like Master Yuankong, Emperor Chu still believed a little. He frowned and was silent for a while before asking, "I wonder what method the master has to resolve today's bad karma?" ”

"First of all, please find out who among these people who participated in the sacrifice, who is destined to bring yin and yang."

The Master of the Circle Sky spoke loudly, his voice was thick and distant, and he stood on the altar above the platform of the square, and his words naturally spread far and wide.

After Mu Xiaofeng heard his eloquent words in front of him, he gradually had a conjecture in his heart. It was precisely because of her conjecture that she was not very surprised when she heard this sentence now.

It's the mood that has been uneasy before, and it seems to be strangely calm and settled down because of the accident that the dragon pillar suddenly fell and injured people.

"First of all? Fate with yin and yang? The girl looked down, and no one else noticed the sneer, which was as weak as a mosquito's cry.

Because she kept her head down, no one noticed the faint sarcasm under the corners of her slightly curved lips.

She couldn't have imagined that even a high-ranking monk like Master Yuankong, who was indifferent to fame and fortune, would be involved in this kind of thing.

But on second thought, she felt that something was not quite right.

Although she had never had the opportunity to meet this enlightened monk, she had heard all kinds of rumors about this monk's praise from time to time.

If those rumors are true, there is absolutely no reason for this enlightened monk, who should be loved by the people, to be involved in any conspiracy and intrigues.

Unless, ......, what he's saying right now is true.

Thinking of this, Mu Xiaofeng's heart couldn't help but sink. Even the nervousness that had been relaxed would inexplicably hang again.

Over there, Emperor Chu had already asked slowly, "May I ask the master, how can you determine who among these people who came to participate in the sacrifice today, who is destined to bring yin and yang?" ”

Emperor Chu has been sitting firmly on the throne for decades, and his heart is naturally deep and sophisticated. Master Yuankong obviously threw out the "first" clause first, but he was still as patient as no one, and did not pretend to indifferently ask the master what "second" was.

Master Yuankong didn't answer him directly, but silently swept the people in the square under his eyes with a faint light of compassion and stability, and then said, "Your Majesty, if the poor monk remembers correctly, the number of people who came to participate in the sacrifice today is exactly one thousand and nine, right?" ”

But all sacrifices pay attention to meaning.

From the small fruit sacrifices to the large number of people participating in the sacrifices, these have strict requirements and exquisiteness. Either the "nine" with the largest odd number is chosen, or the single odd number.

And the number of one thousand and nine was obviously determined after in-depth study and scrutiny by several people.

This is not a secret, and it is not surprising that Master Yuankong knows about it. So, Emperor Chu didn't think about it, so he nodded, "It is indeed a thousand and nine people." ”

Master Yuankong slowly swept over the square with compassion in his eyes, and then said in a deep voice, "Then, the poor monk begs Your Majesty to let them each write down their birthdays and hand them in in a unified manner." ”

Hearing this proposal, Emperor Chu was stunned for a moment, and then looked at him in a little surprise, "What does the master mean—is he going to calculate who is the person with the fate of yin and yang from the birth date of each of them on the spot?" ”

After asking this, Emperor Chu's brows tightened a little unconsciously.

It is not difficult to prepare thousands of copies of paper and pen, but to calculate on the spot who is the person who is destined to bring yin and yang from these thousands of birthdays, I am afraid that this thing can not be done in a moment, right?

"If Your Majesty can trust the poor monk, please ask Your Majesty to just do what the poor monk asks."

Of course, Master Yuankong himself has a solemn appearance and a deep and distant voice, and his request will not make people feel aggressive. Listening to his voice, on the contrary, makes people feel a sense of peace of mind.

Emperor Chu's brows were still furrowed, his eyes were staring at him, and he did not immediately let go of his order.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, it won't take too long for the poor monk to find out the person who has the fate of yin and yang; The poor monk can assure His Majesty that the time will not exceed two quarters of an hour. ”

Emperor Chu secretly weighed it in his heart for a moment, feeling that these two quarters of an hour were still within the range that he could accept, so he nodded slightly in agreement.

"Amitabha, Your Majesty is Shengming." Seeing that Emperor Chu quickly made a will, Master Yuankong immediately clasped his palms together and praised Emperor Chu without humility or arrogance.

Everyone loves to listen to compliments, even if Emperor Chu is shrewd, it is no exception. In particular, the person in front of him who complimented him was the world-renowned Yuankong Master, who was just four words, but it made him feel extremely useful in his heart.

The dark clouds in his heart dissipated slightly, and Emperor Chu's face finally looked better.

Soon, Mu Xiaofeng and Mu Shaoxuan also got the paper and pen in their hands.

"Write down your birthday?"

When Mu Xiaofeng heard this will, he had a strange feeling in his heart. At this moment, she had a pen and paper in her hand, and she didn't act first as soon as possible, but subconsciously raised her head and looked at the white-eyed Yuankong Master from afar.

"What does this old monk want to do?" She glanced at it, then lowered her head thoughtfully, muttered in a low voice, and followed the movement in her hand, "Can it be that you can tell who has the dual evil of yin and yang directly from everyone's birthday?" ”

The thought turned, and her heart tightened inexplicably.

Staring at the words written on the paper, she couldn't help but squint her eyes slightly, thinking deeply for a while.

However, she was not allowed to come up with an ugly noon, so someone urged her to put away the paper in everyone's hand.

Under the nose of Emperor Chu, and under the sharp eyes of Master Yuankong's mercy, Mu Xiaofeng was sure that no one would dare to risk a false birthday to fool them.

It was herself, although there was a flash of this thought, and finally she honestly wrote down the real birthday.

After everyone's birthdays were handed in, the open Temple of Heaven in this large square, where tens of thousands of people were located, returned to the eerie and depressing state of silence before the ceremony.

Emperor Chu overlooked them from above, his cold and flickering gaze swept from time to time, and for a while, he revealed a powerful coercive momentum and swept over everyone in the square; After a while, he looked at the Master of the Circle Sky quietly, and occasionally glanced at the incense burning incense in the furnace out of the corner of his eye.

In a quarter of an hour, under the tense and suppressed waiting, or under the pressure of the powerful momentum, everyone gave birth to an incomparably long feeling from the bottom of their hearts.

Mu Xiaofeng was also a little nervous in her heart, but she put more energy on guessing Master Yuankong.

Since Master Yuankong counted everyone's birthdays in public, he said that this process must be very short.

The key now is, what is the second article that Master Yuankong deliberately sold Guan Zi without mentioning just now?

What is he going to do after he calculates who is the person who is destined to bring yin and yang?

At the highest point of the Temple of Heaven, what will the Ninety-Five Venerable be doing when the time comes?