After accompanying the Son of Heaven to dinner, Zhang Yue bowed his majesty.

Walking out of Penglai Pavilion, it is already the willow tip on the moon.

A light in front of Zhang Yue stretched forward.

The stars are brilliant, and the bright moon hangs high.

Zhang Yue lifted his footsteps and walked down the steps of Penglai Pavilion, holding the sword of Bi Yao at his waist.

Looking up at Chang'an City in the distance, hazy in the night, Zhang Yue knew that tonight, Chang'an City would be very lively.

In fact, it's really lively!

In Doucheng, there is nothing that can be hidden from the gossip party!

What's more, it's still the matter of Zhang Chiyou, who is in the focus of public opinion!

"Confucius Country!" Yang Xuan was already angry, and almost wanted to raise his sword to cut that Erwuzai.

Pity......

He can't!

He couldn't even put that hatred into words.

Because that would only put you at a disadvantage.

Kong Anguo, no matter what, is also a descendant of Confucius and Miao, after the teacher.

Moreover, there is too much halo on his head.

Jinan Fusheng, Lu Shengong, and Er Kuan are all his teachers.

With the power of one person, across the three systems of books, poems, and spring and autumn, it has a great influence on both the modern and ancient literary systems.

He went to see that Zhang Zizhong, and no one could say anything no.

It's just that......

The embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed in an anthill!

Yang Xuan knew that he had to do something to maintain people's morale.

can't start before he starts, he fights himself, and as a result, before Zhang Zizhong comes to fight, he collapses.

There is no way!

Yang Xuan gritted his teeth, held the tip of the pen in his hand, and drew on the silk book one by one.

With every stroke, he felt his heart dripping blood!

However, he had to.

I also had to make this blood.

After writing the letter, Yang Xuan called his sister-in-law, handed it to him, and instructed: "You hold this letter and go to visit Mr. Xiahou in person......

"Just say: The neighbor is thick, and the king is thin!"

"Sir, you can't help it!"

After saying these words, Yang Xuan's whole person collapsed, sat down on the seat, and let out a long breath.

Xiahou Shichang had already sent someone to contact him two days ago.

It's just that this person's offer is too outrageous!

It's like a lion with a big mouth, and there is the greed of a snake!

When he opened his mouth, he wanted to take the fattest thing, and even tried to make Zuo Chuan (at least Yang Xuan) also attached to his name.

Of course, it was impossible for Yang Xuan to agree to him.

What's more, at that time, Yang Xuan was in full swing, and he felt that the soldiers were strong and strong, and he had the power to annex everything, so he naturally refused without hesitation.

However, now, Yang Xuan has to go to the door.

I hope that this old gentleman can come forward to speak out and support himself.

In this way, it may be able to offset the blow caused by Kong Anguo's rebellion.

Of course, the conditions that the other party started with were naturally impossible to agree to.

If so, why not bow your knees to that one?

At the very least, it is impossible for the other party to make such a move!

It's just that since there is a request for others, I also have to agree to some conditions from the other party.

…………………………

"Confucius...... It's really a Confucius country......" In Bowang Garden, Jiang Chong, who had been paying close attention to the situation, sighed and asked his disciple to open the window: "This move is tantamount to drawing wages from the bottom of the kettle, and the momentum that Zuo Chuan has worked so hard to create will be ruined in one fell swoop!" ”

Looking at the starry sky outside the window, Jiang Chong felt a strong sense of powerlessness from the depths of his heart.

Kong Anguo's Jianzhang Palace and his party will have a devastating blow to the prestige and morale of the Zuochuan School!

Even the descendants of Confucius chose Zhang Zizhong, and the others, I'm afraid, are ......

"Teacher......" Wei Xian stepped forward to support Jiang Chong and asked, "How should we deal with it?" ”

He thought for a while and said, "Do you want the disciple to go to see Kong Anguo in the starry night and persuade him to change his mind?" ”

"It's impossible to ......" Jiang Chong shook his head with a wry smile: "Confucius Guo, this person, it is impossible to persuade him to come back......

"Besides......"

"Even if you can persuade you to come back...... Jiang Chong lowered his head and sighed leisurely: "What's the use?" Fear...... At that time, the entire Confucian sect will become the laughing stock of the world! ”

Well, the hats of the three surnamed slaves, repeated villains, once they were buckled to the heads of Confucius's descendants......

Who will dare to go out in the future?

Aren't you afraid of being poked in the backbone!?

When Wei Xian thought of this, he also broke out in a cold sweat.

"Xian, ......" Jiang Chong said leisurely: "You will go to Song Street tomorrow and ask for me to see Qiu Gong......"

"Qiu Ziming?" Wei Xianhu asked suspiciously: "He's just a diviner, it's useful to find him?" ”

"Xian, you're still too young...... Jiang Chong smiled when he heard it: "Don't you hear that the rooster and dog thief can also have an effect?" ”

"What's the matter?"

"The power of the diviner is very great......"

The divination industry of the Han family is extremely prosperous.

The people of the world, whether rich or poor, cannot do without them.

Whether you are born, old, sick or dead, you need to consult them.

Among them, the best ones are well-known in the world, and their fame is comparable to that of Confucianism, and even the Son of Heaven often needs to consult them on some matters as a reference for temple fortune calculations.

Therefore, the more famous the fortune teller, the more important he is to his signboard.

They don't easily give people divination, and they don't easily make calculations.

Like those well-known diviners in the period of Emperor Gao, Empress Lu, and Taizong, there are even those who worship the marquis for 2,000 stones.

The Marquis of Minghen Pavilion Xu Cheng is even more of a woman, and the Marquis of the Guan, worshiped as a lieutenant official of 2,000 stones.

Qiu Ziming is the most famous diviner in Chang'an City after Xu Cheng.

Taking advantage of the successful prediction of the Dawan War, he has gradually become a well-known diviner in the world in the past ten years.

Even the Son of Heaven often consulted him about the results of divination.

Now, if the left pass is defeated, his golden sign will be smashed.

Jiang Chong knew that in order to maintain his signboard, this Qiu Ziming would do everything!

And the energy of the diviners is extraordinary.

They can not only influence public opinion, but even the court.

…………………………

Qili, the residence of the king of Changyi.

Xiahou Shichang, as usual, sat in the courtyard with the support of his disciples and protégés, looking up at the vast galaxy, looking for anomalies and changes in the sky.

By the way, I also taught some knowledge, some astrological knowledge, to my disciples.

It's precious!

"That's Angsu ......" Xiahou Shichang slowly pointed to the starry sky and said: "This star is the star of the Hu people, and the Lord is mourning ......."

"On the side of Aung Su is the ...... of Aldebaran"

"Its main soldier and side affairs are ......"

"Angsu and Bisu are the streets of heaven, Yidi in the north of the street, and Zhuxia in the south of the street......"

I have to say that Xiahou Shichang's attainments in astrology and astronomy are rarely matched in the whole world.

In the entire starry sky, there were almost no stars that he did not know and were not familiar with.

And for these twinkling stars in the starry sky, the ancient Zhuxia people gave them all kinds of magical characteristics a long time ago.

After hundreds of years of evolution in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, as for today, the Yin and Yang Five Elements system is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The starry sky has become five palaces, three walls, and twenty-eight nights.

After the ram school tinkered with it, the brain hole was opened, and now it was good, and the astrology was directly linked to the world.

The master of man has had, and the sky is different.

There are differences in the world, natural disasters.

It's okay now, in a few decades, a comet and a solar eclipse can make a prime minister commit suicide and apologize!

Just as he was explaining the astrology, a disciple respectfully walked up to Xiahou Shichang, bowed respectfully, and said, "Teacher, there is a guest visiting......

"Is it Yang Xuan?" Xiahou Shichang asked softly.

"Teacher's clever calculation......" the disciple bowed.

"Then invite him in......" Xiahou Shichang put down the book in his hand, and with the support of his two nephews, he slowly got up and ordered: "Wait for you to retreat first......"

"No!" The disciples hurriedly bowed again, and then pinched their clothes and retreated.

Soon, a young man was brought to Xiahou Shichang.

Yang Jinggong, the junior student, asked Mr. Xiahou ...... "As soon as this person met, he immediately bowed and bowed down.

Xiahou Shichang, before he served as Dr. Wang of Changyi, served as Dr. Taixue Shangshu for eleven years.

Although Dong Zhongshu was alive, he was overshadowed by it.

But after Dong Zhongshu......

The entire Ram School, there is no one who can suppress him anymore.

Otherwise, he would not worship him as the prince of Changyi and educate his beloved son.

And within Confucianism, even in the ancient literature school, Xiahou Shichang was very respected.

After all, his department is different from the muscular men in the Dong department, and they are shouting about what spring and autumn punishments are all day long.

The Xiahou family is more enthusiastic about 'very weird things in the spring and autumn'.

In the eyes of Xiahou Shichang, although not everything is certain.

However, human behavior will definitely affect the world, and then reflect in nature, celestial phenomena and disasters.

In later generations, he gave birth to the famous Shangshu Xiahou School.

One is more convinced than the other, the sky is affectionate, and the world is imprisoned.

This in turn stimulated and influenced the emergence of the Kyobo school of the I Ching.

Politics of prophecy has finally swept the world.

But now, the trend of obscenity is gradually declining.

The Dong family is fully recovering, moving towards the road of application to the world, and the theory of the three worlds is shouting loudly, and even the disciples of Xiahou Shichang have been affected.

Of course he was very unhappy!

Therefore, he has been waiting, waiting for Yang Xuan to come and ask him for help.

But......

Looking at the young man on the ground, Xiahou Shichang was a little dissatisfied.

"Is Yang Gong looking down on old decay?" He was slightly angry and asked, "Why don't you come and see me in person?" ”

"Mr. ...... angry" Yang Jing hurriedly bowed: "My father really doesn't dare to come to see Mr. in person, I hope Mr. will be considerate ......"

"The book of the pen of this father......" Yang Jing said that he presented a silk book in his hand, respectfully dedicated it to Xiahou Shichang, and said: "In addition, the father also ordered the boy to bring a sentence to Mr. ......"

Xiahou Shichang took the silk book and asked, "What words?" ”

"My father said: The neighbor is thick, the gentleman is thin, and Mr. Wang is aware of it......"

"Hehe......" Xiahou Shichang laughed: "You are the martial arts of the candle?" ”

"Don't dare to ......" Yang worshipped: "It's just that the lips are dead and the teeth are cold, and I hope that Mr. will check it......"

"I know...... Xiahou Shichang waved his hand and said: "Tell my father: In the past, Wei Xinling Jun stole the tiger talisman to save Handan, and the reason why Handan can be all is that Handan sticks to it!" ”

When Yang Jing heard this, he was slightly stunned, but he could only bow: "No! What does the gentleman mean, the boy will definitely convey ......"

Seeing Yang Jing go away, Xiahou Shichang leisurely opened the silk book, glanced at the contents on it, and threw it on the oil lamp on the side, burning it to ashes in an instant.

"Teacher......" beside him, a young Confucian student asked, "Do you really want to make a move?" ”

"Hehe......" Xiahou Shichang smiled: "Just wait and see what happens......"

This matter, although he really wanted to step on which Zhang Zizhong.

Suppress the Dong family.

But here's the problem......

Now it is clear that behind this heavy face stands the Son of Heaven!

He's doing the story of Lu Bushu!

Xiahou Shichang will really get involved when he is full of food and support.

Of course......

If that Zhang Zizhong is defeated and falls into the well, it doesn't hurt.

But here's the problem......

Now it seems that victory or defeat is between the two, so of course he has to wait and see.

As an expert in the study of disasters, Xiahou Shichang always remembers a sentence - if you do evil in the sky, you can still live, and if you do it yourself, you can't live!

Of course, there is still some encouragement and confidence for the leftist school.

"Build......" Xiahou Shichang looked at the young man and asked: "Tomorrow you will take me to pay a prayer, go to Taixue to meet Dong Yue, and ask Dong Yue to come to the house for a while......"

Taixue seems to be preparing to expand its enrollment.

He'll have to find a way to stuff more people in!