No. 443 Feng Shui Mandate
The fire was raging, with an alarming popping sound from time to time, and the wood was exploding. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
In the red leaf forest, Han Tang had a cold face, looking at the people who were fighting the fire like spilled beans, making the explosion frightened and jumping far and near, and the water splashed out seemed to immediately make the tongue of fire steam, and Wangge became a scorched building.
"Isn't it on fire, why is the concubine making such a fuss?" Mu Ziqi leaned against the big tree, crossed his arms and glanced obliquely.
In front of the pavilion, the concubine was not afraid of the splashing sawdust, but she was angry and anxious, scolding the old Taoist of Hongye Guan for being useless, and hundreds of Taoists were eating imperial food, but they were all blind, and they couldn't even see the fire, so they had to wait for her to put out the fire.
Han Tang turned around and looked at the palace building not far from the bottom of the mountain, "Have you ever heard of the dragon head of the Red Leaf Mountain?" β
Mu Ziqi pouted, "It's just a rumor in the market." β
Han Tang said no, "When Emperor Sheng Wen broke through the Northern Capital, changed his name to Zhengtianfu, and built his prince's mansion in this city, he already had the idea of suppressing the border of Nansong. But there is a master who predicts that he will have no hope of going south, saying that Hongye Mountain is like a fixed tail needle, and the territory of Dajin ends here, and it is extremely prosperous and extremely declining in his hands. β
Mu Ziqi smiled crookedly, "That's right, Emperor Sheng Wen loves beauties too much, and he doesn't know how to be famous." β
Han Tang's expression did not move, "It doesn't hurt that Emperor Sheng Wen loves beauties, but he will lose to his conceit." This person regards himself as a hero, but he doesn't see that there is no successor to him, and he only cares about expanding his territory, and he doesn't know how to enrich the country and strengthen the army. At that time, hundreds of thousands of people in the northern capital lived a rich and busy life, but now there are less than 100,000, and the depression has reached this point, how can there be a big country. β
Mu Ziqi shrugged, "The more conceited he is, the better, and give me the Iron Horse as a pawn." I will either not fight, once the war starts, from the north to the south, swallow the world in one go! And our tribes are not like these nobles who have ghosts in their hearts and really support King Wei. β
Han Tang nodded in agreement, but said, "No matter what, Emperor Sheng Wen will not be willing to accept this result. He found three masters to resolve the situation. The three of them divined the hexagram to the sky, and they all got a revelation, and after Emperor Sheng Wen ascended the throne, he moved the capital, so that Hongye Mountain could become the head of the dragon, and the head of the dragon would go south, and if there was the power of going south, he would be able to win the world. However, Hongye Mountain was originally the Nansong Emperor Mountain, and if you want to become the head of the dragon, you need to raise it for five years. Therefore, there is a magic circle in the red leaf view, and there is also a magic circle under the Wangge, burying the pottery statues of the eight ancestors of Dajin, and turning the Nansong Emperor into Dajin Dragon Qi. β
He walked to the edge of the forest and picked up a piece of pottery, "Seeing that it is about to be completed, and the formation of the dragon's head is in sight, I didn't expect that people would peek into the famous hall here, and a fire was burned." β
"Not an accident?" Muzi was surprised at this time.
Han Tangha smiled, "If it was an accident, it wouldn't have destroyed even the pottery statue, and the altar under the Wangge Pavilion was not burned by fire." Moreover, there is still something buried under the altar, and the eight ancestors of Dajin are crushing it, trying to make it impossible to turn over forever. β
Muzi asked something.
Han Tang's eyes alternated, "Emperor Hui's skull." β
Mu Ziqi paused his goosebumps, "Evil enough." To say that this emperor is already very unlucky, he enjoyed all the glory in the first half of his life, and in the second half of his life, he might as well be called Huazi, and he didn't leave a whole corpse when he died. But does it really work? β
A smile flashed on Han Tang's face, "Yin and Yang gossip can know the will of the gods, and feng shui takes turns, so you can test the will of the gods." God's will is not necessarily certain. If there is sincerity, heaven and earth can weep. β
Mu Ziqi trembled, trying to shake off the gloomy atmosphere, "Okay, I understand what Lord Han means." The Wangge was burned, the dragon head was burned, and Emperor Sheng Wen failed to move the heavens, so he was going to be unlucky. This is a good thing for us, why is the concubine so angry? β
"Because there are few people who know the real intentions of the Red Leaf Mountain Wangge, only the concubine knows about it among the concubines, and has the responsibility of guarding. Such an important place was destroyed, and of course the concubine was concerned, which was directly related to her sealing. In contrast, Chao Fengzhu's influence on Concubine Xian was not so great. When Han Tang said this, he finally tightened his brows, "Who could it be?" β
Mu Ziqi guessed, "Concubine Xian? The last time she searched for beads, her eyes knew that there would be movements at a glance. β
Han Tang said, "It's unlikely, Concubine Xian's maiden family is connected with Emperor Sheng Wen's fate, so she won't do anything to shake his imperial spirit." is completely different from the concubine Niangniang, but Concubine Xian believes in feng shui very much. β
"That's the people who came from Nansong, who knew that they were going to be unlucky today, so they attacked the west." Muzi guessed again.
"They-" Han Tang also seemed to be suspicious, but finally shook his head, "Your subordinates have seen them come here?" β
Muzi replied, "No." Who else would there be? It doesn't have to be San-"
"No, she has no way of knowing the purpose of this place, and her personality is big and transformed, and she doesn't understand the art of feng shui." Han Tang will not guess, "No matter who it is, it must be amazingly knowledgeable, knowledgeable, and nostalgic." β
Mu Ziheng suddenly shook out, "Nan Song and those people have already boarded the boat, and let them go out of the city according to Lord Han's instructions, but they really didn't go to the border, but went upstream." β
Mu Ziqi didn't know about this arrangement, "How did you let people go?" Can't find the map? β
Han Tang smiled and walked down the mountain, "Sang Datian killed people to take the picture, but Changfeng couldn't find it afterwards, so he could only guess that Sang Datian's jade was burned, but I think that the picture was in Sang Jienan's hands, and we can now be sure that Cui Yanzhi is the one who stole the pearl." Sang Jienan lived in the post house, it doesn't seem to be the private relationship between men and women as you do, but it is like two pictures in one, or even four pictures in one. After all, the other two pictures must be in Nansong, and Cui Yanzhi or Sang Jienan may get their hands on them. If so, they may already know General Zhao's secrets. We don't have to struggle with the map anymore, we just need to keep an eye on their whereabouts and be a yellow finch. β
Mu Ziqi said oh oh twice, "That makes sense." β
Suddenly, there was another pop.
Han Tang stopped and looked back at the fire and black smoke on the top of the mountain, "I'll go first with Ziheng, you stay in Zi Period, help me check if Emperor Hui's skull is still there, don't let go of any suspiciousness, report it to me." "I hope he thinks too much, and the person who set the fire has nothing to do with Sang Jienan and his party.
Mu Ziqi turned back in response.
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Wang Panlin looked at four pictures on the boat, and next to him stood Kunpeng.
Kun Peng observed him for a while, "The little mountain girl has been gone for more than half an hour, why don't you hurry up?" β
"Where are we going?" Wang Panlin hadn't even looked at the several large volumes of landscape maps that Kunpeng had brought.
"It's not easy. Wherever the little mountain girl goes, you go. Kun Peng didn't mean to see the two pinching each other, "I'll let people follow, do you want to tell you?" β
"Is Kunpeng Zhuang very idle?" Wang Panlin did not spit ivory in his mouth.
At this time, Jin Shen brought a few disciples in, "The people are back." β
Wang Panlin's tone rose at this time, "Found it?" β
The young man at the head held a box, and the box was carved with a fierce ghost face on all sides.
Kun Peng knew that these four ghost faces were used to calm the soul, and opened his eyes, "This isβ"
Wang Panlin didn't bother to guess, "Emperor Hui's skull." β
Now, you can go chasing the hill.