"Mr. Song's words are wrong, Liu Bei is Liu Jingzhou's clan, and he is the emperor's uncle, the Cai family, and a famous family, how can he say the same? Which is more important, pro-righteousness, Mr. can distinguish himself. Zhuge Liang said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Song Zhong didn't expect Zhuge Liang to be so young and so sharp-toothed, and he didn't know how to refute for a while, at this time, he saw the younger Wang Baoyu, who was still leaning on the door frame, so he sent all the evil fire to Wang Baoyu, and asked sharply: "Who is this son?" The old man doesn't see the busybody. ”

Damn, Wang Baoyu almost scolded him for being an old immortal, Zhuge Liang hurriedly stopped him with his eyes, and then said lightly: "This is Wang Baoyu, the son of Wang Lianwang's husband, and now the best man of the emperor's uncle." ”

Oh! Song Zhong was surprised, and then asked puzzledly: "Yifu is my old friend, but why have I never heard that he still has such a son?" ”

"How can you make up boring things to fool Mr.?" Zhuge Liang said unhurriedly.

Unexpectedly, Song Zhong snorted with his nose and said, "There are many boring people in the world, not to mention treacherous people like you!" ”

"Old man, do you dare to say that you know everything in the world?" Wang Baoyu couldn't bear his temperament and spoke disrespectfully.

"Baoyu, don't be rude to Mr. Song." Zhuge Liang pretended to be stern and reprimanded Wang Baoyu.

"Where did you come from with such a peculiar accent?" Song Zhong asked again.

"Where you come from, where you go." Wang Baoyu rolled her eyes and said casually.

"This is quite meaningful." Song Zhong was so confused that he even praised one.

"Mr. Song, why are you here in Fancheng?" Zhuge Liang asked the right question.

"Liu Bei wrote down the document to return Fancheng Xinye at Liu Jingsheng that day, and the old man came this time just to ask Liu Bei, why didn't he fulfill his promise and delay returning it?" Song Zhong asked seriously.

"Baoyu, last time you went with Uncle Liu Huang, did you have this matter?" Zhuge Liang's face sank, and he asked very unhappily.

", there's no such thing." Wang Baoyu is such a reliant person, and immediately resolutely denies it.

"Mr. Song, maybe I'm mistaken!" Zhuge Liang said to Song Zhong.

"How can I be mistaken, but the document I saw with my own eyes is indeed Liu Bei's handwriting!" Song Zhong said in annoyance.

"There is no basis for what you say, take it and take a look?" Wang Baoyu stretched out his hand and asked.

"This, with me, I'm afraid it will be lost." Song Zhong was so angry that his beard was curled, and he glared in defense.

"Aren't you talking in vain, you don't have any evidence, you want us to leave this place, it's too much to treat yourself as a dish!" Wang Baoyu said disdainfully.

"I want to meet Liu Bei, Liu Bei is a self-proclaimed relative of the Han family, how can he turn his face and deny it?" Song Zhong said angrily.

"Hehe, what the most expensive person our Uncle Liu Huang is, how can I see a person like you?"

"Baoyu, don't be rude." Zhuge Liang pretended to reprimand Wang Baoyu again, but he also snickered in his heart.

"Humph! The angry old man, being so dishonest, calling him the emperor's uncle in vain. ”

Song Zhong clutched his chest and took a few steps back, his face was very embarrassed, and his face was red, he was afraid that he had a heart attack.

Zhuge Liang hurriedly helped Song Zhong to the side and sat down, personally handed over a cup of hot tea, and said, "Sir, calm your anger, you can discuss something slowly." ”

"What kind of discussion, since the document has been made, it should be kept, and like this, won't it make the world laugh?" Song Zhong continued.

"Excuse me, sir, but Liu Biao sent you here?" Zhuge Liang asked.

"Exactly!" Song Zhongdao, his eyes wandered, obviously not confident.

"Hmph, you rely on the old and sell the old, you are a liar, and you complain that others do not keep your promise!" Wang Baoyu said disdainfully.

"I, I'm telling the truth!"

Song Zhong is a cultural person in the end, and he was provoked by Wang Baoyu, and the beads of sweat fell off, and he kept wiping it. Seeing this, Wang Baoyu was even more aware of this, and asked again: "I'm afraid Mrs. Cai sent you." ”

Song Zhong was silent for a while, Wang Baoyu pinched his fingers again, and pretended to say: "Last time I went to see Liu Biao with Uncle Huang, I have calculated that he will definitely not live today." ”

"Ridiculous, you dare to curse the lord to be dead, and you are clearly looking for death." Song Zhong said angrily, and he was about to hit Wang Baoyu when he picked up the cup.

"Mr. is angry, Baoyu is young, his words are missing, and he still looks at Haihan." Zhuge Liang continued to sing whiteface.

"Such an arrogant child, the old man will definitely teach him a lesson!" Song Zhong refused to give up.

Wang Baoyu was not in a hurry to dodge, and asked, "Old man, when you came, you may have seen Liu Biao?" ”

"But I haven't seen it." Song Zhong chirped and finally admitted, but still defended: "Liu Jingzhou is seriously ill, and outsiders are inconvenient to disturb from time to time. ”

"Your old man also knows that Liu Biao is seriously ill? How many days you haven't been on the ground, how much you eat and drink every day, how much you sleep, how many times you see a doctor, do you know everything? ”

"What is this for?"

"I mean, you don't know anything about Liu Biao's current condition, how do you know that he must be alive?" Wang Baoyu looked at Song Zhong's suspicious face, and further put forward an idea: "I heard that you can "Zhou Yi", why don't you calculate whether Liu Biao is alive or not?" ”

"Calculating the life and death of the lord is disrespectful."

"Are you not good at learning and don't dare?" Wang Baoyu continued to provoke.

"In the book "Zhou Yi", the old man recited it backwards, and made notes for it, how could he not be fine, and calculate it." Song Zhongzhong was angry, and finally agreed.

Just waiting for this sentence, Zhuge Liang and Wang Baoyu looked at each other and smiled slightly, and then, Zhuge Liang immediately ordered to take the yarrow, and at the same time brought the incense case and other things, the old Song Zhong obeyed the rules, burned incense with his hands, and prayed to the sky for a long time before sitting cross-legged on the ground and seriously dividing the yarrow.

For this kind of hexagram method, Wang Baoyu always felt that it was too verbose, but he didn't say anything, just watched quietly, the old man turned the yarrow in his hand upside down, grinding for a long time, and finally became a hexagram, and asked for a bamboo slip and painted it on it.

""Earth Tiantai", small to big, Ji, Heng. The Lord will be free of care! Song Zhong looked at the hexagram and laughed.

The hexagram "Earth and Tiantai" does seem to be a good hexagram, but the "Book of Changes" pays attention to the word flexibility, and there is no fixed pattern for everything. ”

Wang Baoyu means that the sixty-four hexagrams of the Book of Changes echo the specific season, the so-called time and place are favorable, first look at the time of the day, the same is true of the Book of Changes, should not be the hexagram of the season, which is more exquisite.

"How could I not know that the hexagram "Tai" is in response to the rainy season." Song Zhong said arrogantly.

"What time is it?" Wang Baoyu asked.

"It's past the summer solstice."

"The water of heaven enters the earth, it is the hexagram of "Tai", and now that the water is full, how can it enter again?" Wang Baoyu then asked.

"This ......," Song Zhong choked for a while.