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Chapter 276: Fortune telling

(The dragon and tiger converge, a little messy, you have to sort out your ideas!)

The capital has been the center of the world since ancient times, and the dynasty has been operating from generation to generation, and the heritage is profound and unfathomable. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info (《》)

The world is centered on the capital, so the center of the capital is the Forbidden City.

At dusk, the afterglow of the setting sun gradually fell behind the mountains, and it is believed that it would soon disappear completely, and let the night sweep up and cover the land.

In the Forbidden City, the melodious bells rang and spread, like layers of water waves, floating out. Although night has not fallen, candles have begun to be lit in various palaces.

In the Minghua Palace, the candle flame is like a lamp, shining brightly.

In the middle of it sat a monk, not tall, not fat, wearing a big red robe, on which countless delicate pictures and texts were drawn, and occasionally there was a faint flow of light, indescribable mystery and fantasy.

His face was full, the heavenly court was like a mountain, and he had three long wisps of beard, fluttering to his chest, but at this time he squinted his eyes, as if he was in a state of mind.

With him as the center, there was a circle of people sitting around, all of them wearing official robes, and their clothing patterns included bullfighting, flying pythons, and snakes, showing their high and powerful status.

Indeed, all of you here, either scholars or scholars, simply brought together the important ministers of the entire imperial court, and when anyone went out, they were all kneeling down and worshipping.

But now, they all sat respectfully and looked at the monk calmly. 《》

"Please ask Master Jizo to take a shot and calculate a hexagram for the world!"

In the silence, someone finally spoke, but it was Lord He Jiehe, a scholar of Wenhuadian University. He was about fifty years old, with a grim face and a look of clarity.

The master of the earth slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were like water, and he did not see joy or anger, and said, "This time the poor monk came from the west, but he was going to do something. I have received the grace of the Holy Lord, and I have been summoned to the city, and I will be appointed as the national teacher. It's just that the matter is big, but the poor monk never dares to agree, and is about to say goodbye.

Master He said in a deep voice: "Not bad. I have heard the master's reputation for a long time, so I specially asked the master to calculate it, and I know the ups and downs of the world. ”

Master Jizo bowed his head slightly, and said: "It's okay, it's difficult to be gracious, and the poor monk is a hexagram." ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and took out a bowl from nowhere, the bottom was round, and the whole body was golden, as if it was made of gold. The golden bowl was placed on the ground, and it smiled again, and with a flick of his hand, the originally empty bowl suddenly changed, and there were countless ripples, round by circle.

Laugh at!

Suddenly, those ripples condensed and turned into a bowl of water, scarlet as blood, and it was actually a bowl of blood!

Master Jizo has a long beard and no wind, and sighed: "The golden bowl is full of blood, and the blood is surging, this is the appearance of the great calamity, and the people in the world are in trouble." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was shocked and showed surprise. (《》)

Lord He Jie stomped his feet: "How should this be good? Master, what is the way to save me?"

Master Jizo said, "If I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell." To tell the truth, the poor monks came west to resolve this catastrophe. , and one person must be de-degreed. ”

An adult asked, "Who is so important?"

"Whew!"

Suddenly, someone in the seat stood up and shouted: "Don't ask the common people to ask the ghosts and gods, if there is chaos and turmoil today, the people are not living, and thieves are everywhere, and the blind people know that the common people are in trouble, how can it be solved by one person? ”

This person is tall and has a dark face, but he is Zuo Heng, the secretary of the Ministry of Works.

He Jie was furious: "Zuo Heng, you dare to be disrespectful to the master?"

Zuo Heng said: "Lord He, you keep saying that you are ordered by the Holy Decree to ask the master to tell the hexagram, but in my opinion, it is really a ridiculous thing, I think the Holy Lord is wise, how can it be the fortune of the country in one hexagram?"

He Jie sneered: "Then according to your wishes, I have falsely passed on the holy decree?"

"I don't dare, but tomorrow morning, I will definitely play the Ming Sheng, state the reason, and I won't accompany you now. ”

After speaking, Zuo Heng brushed his sleeves away.

"How can this be justified!

He Jie was puffing out.

Wu Yongbiao, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites next to him, persuaded: "Lord He, Zuo Heng has always been arrogant, why do you have to be like him? He dares to be disrespectful to the master and ruin the etiquette, tomorrow I will join him and cure him for his sins." ”

Master Jizo was not annoyed, and smiled: "Good, good, good." ”

He Jie hurriedly confessed: "Dare to ask the master, who is the person you want to transform, who is sacred?"

Master Jizo smiled: "It's not that the poor monks don't want to tell each other, it's just that some things are not easy to say. ”

He Jie said: "In this case, but please ask the master to act cheaply, if you need anything, just pass it on!"

Now the emperor worships the Buddha, the temple is greatly developed, this Tibetan master is also known as the Tibetan Bodhisattva, highly respected, when he came to the west, the saint actually wanted to invite him to be a national teacher, this honor is incomparable, but he resigned. Even so, its position in the emperor's mind is incomparable, and it must not be neglected.

Master Jizo said: "Thank you, my lords, it's getting late, but the poor monk is not good to stay in the palace for a long time, so he has left." ”

As he spoke, he drifted out of the palace.

The adults hurriedly sent each other off, and then came back and sat down, and there was a lot of discussion.

He Jie coughed dryly and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, the current situation is not optimistic, and I hope that everyone will work together to make a charter, so that I can return to the saint." ”

Zhang Meng, the secretary of the Ministry of War, said: "As the so-called troubled times use heavy codes, when the major state capitals are ordered to take strict precautions, those who dare to be thieves will be killed; those who have a mob will be guilty of the same crime." ”

He Jie nodded: "This method is good, hmph, recently Liangzhou, Zhangzhou and other places have come up, saying that there are thieves who not only occupy the mountains as kings, but also wantonly recruit rebellious people, pull the flag and try to rebel, it is really not rebellious, we must suppress it fiercely, and all of them will be beheaded to show the public, so as to set an example." ”

Wu Yongbiao said: "We can also increase the reward, so that those who harbor evil intentions will have nothing to hide." ”

"Yes, that's it. ”

He Jie was full of spirits, clasped his fists at the surrounding groups, and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, the Holy One ascended the throne, and immediately put things in order, and appointed us as ministers to assist the left and right." In this way, we will repay the grace of God!"

Their group of important ministers can be said to have come to the throne after Emperor Zhengming ascended the throne, as the so-called "one son of heaven and one courtier", and the original old courtiers have abdicated and returned to their hometowns.

"Liver and brain smeared on the ground, in return for the grace of God!"

They all fell to their knees, kowtowed, and shouted.

But it was said that Master Jizo went out to the palace, looked up at the sky, saw a star flashing, and immediately took out the golden bowl, stared at each other, and observed the hexagram: "There is a star drifting, it should be on the emperor's throne, or good, he came to the capital, but I don't need to run more." ”

With a flick of his wrist, he put the golden bowl into his arms, and did not hold a Zen staff, but walked with steps, and recited in his mouth: "Fighting is like a world of trouble, people's hearts are like ghosts, good and good!"

The red robe fluttered and went away.