1. Golden Drum Painting Angle (5)

Yongtong Bridge to the west, is the official road extending in all directions, at this time there was no one on the official road that was originally extremely lively, only the queen's frame and a group of people looked at the west to run, Xingzhen staggered in the carriage and pretended to sleep, the sweat on the body soaked the underwear, now it is very greasy, but there will be no palace maid in this time, underwear is not easy to change, An Dehai is still a man after all, it is always not very convenient, Xingzhen looked at the big clothes scattered on the car and lamented in her heart, sure enough, it is easy to go from thrift to luxury, from luxury to thrift, only a few years of hard work, It's such a mess when I change my clothes by myself. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

When Xingzhen was thinking wildly in her heart, a loud voice suddenly sounded from the sound of the wheels of the chariot horse, "Buddha Amitayus!" Look at the past to determine the future, and see the rise and fall of heaven," Hong Liang was full of vicissitudes of life, but the male voice drilled straight into Xingzhen's ears through the car curtain, "There is a fate to tell the fortune, no fate to go away, Amitayus Buddha!" ā€

Xingzhen's ears moved, her eyebrows raised, she lifted the curtain a little, and saw two figures in the distance on the edge of the official road in front of her, one tall and one short, the tall one was wearing a green coat, holding a whisk in his hand, and came to sing to the convoy.

"I practiced my body like a crane, and there were two letters under a thousand Panasonics. I came to ask Wu Yu and said, the clouds are in the blue sky and the water is in the bottle. ā€

The guard led by the guard was about to disperse the two, and the Taoist priest did not dodge when he saw the convoy coming, standing on the side of the road and whisking the dust around, his eyes staring at the carriage in the convoy, and his face was very calm. When the carriage approached, he wondered: "Strange, the sun has set, why is this coming from the east for another day and a month?" ā€

Xingzhen stopped the carriage and said something to Prince Gong through the carriage curtain, Prince Gong stared at the Taoist priest, and didn't say anything, so he let the guards in civilian clothes disperse, Xingzhen got off the horse, and the Taoist priest watched a young man in male clothes get off the carriage, his pupils contracted suddenly, and then he relaxed casually, and saw Xingzhen get out of the carriage. Then he nodded, "Buddha Amitayus, good donor." ā€

Xingzhen smiled and nodded with interest. Looking at the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi is about forty years old, and he seems to be in his fifties, looking at the black beard, he seems to be in his early thirties, and his sword eyebrows are in his sideburns. The eyes are blazing, there seems to be an inexplicable streamer in his eyes, holding a dust, which does not seem to be a dusty Taoist priest, but like a majestic god overlooking the world, and a Taoist boy who is carved out of white jade on the side smiles calmly. Xingzhen said to the Taoist priest: "The Taoist priest knows fortune-telling? ā€

"Poor Dao only counts luck, not fortune," said the Taoist priest with a smile and neither humility nor arrogance.

"What is luck and what is fate?" Xingzhen asked.

"Deyin is not far away. And the arch wood has accumulated; I hope that the gods are long, and they are not exhausted with luck. This is luck, nothing can not be forced, anything is already destined, this is fate. ā€

"Oh? Anyway, I'm very happy today, so I ask the Taoist chief to come and count a hexagram for me to see how my luck is. ā€

The Taoist priest stared at Xingzhen carefully for a while, and Prince Gong behind him was a little angry, "This lord has dragon eyes and phoenix necks." - Xingzhen had already changed out of the dragon robe at this time and changed into men's clothes, "It's a pity, it's a pity, if it's a daughter." It must be a generation of heavenly sons! ā€

Prince Gong was startled, and then became annoyed, "What do you mean by this?" Prince Gong said coldly.

"Boys and women, girls and men, yin and yang are reversed, and the wonder is endless. It's a pity, it's a pity. The Taoist priest shook his head and said a few words around his tongue, but did not answer Prince Gong's answer.

Xingzhen was startled, but smiled freely, "How can a Taoist priest learn from Yuan Tiangang and Xiangwu?" When Wu Zetian was still a child, Yuan Tiangang was surprised to see Wu Zetian's mother, Yang, and said: "Mrs. Fa gave birth to a noble son!" Wu Zetian's mother led her two sons, Wu Yuanqing and Wu Yuanshuang, to Yuan Tiangang, but Yuan Tiangang said at a glance that he could be an official to the third grade, but he was just the master who could protect the family, and it was not too expensive. Yang also called Wu Zetian's sister (later named Mrs. Han) to let Yuan Tiangang be the prime minister, and Yuan Tiangang said, "This woman is expensive and not good for her husband!" In the end, the nanny brought out Wu Zetian dressed in boy's clothes, Yuan Tiangang was shocked when he saw Wu Zetian in swaddling clothes, and said that she "has dragon eyes and phoenix neck, which is extremely expensive!" But he said regretfully: "It's a pity that it's a boy, if it's a woman, it will be regarded as the Son of Heaven!" ā€

The Taoist priest didn't refute either, "It's a pity that yin and yang have been reversed, the heavens are disordered, and the poor Dao is nothing, but I just know that one sentence will not be wrong, that is, although your luck wins, your fate is bumpy." ā€

"Oh, what's a rough deal?" Xingzhen chuckled in her heart and asked.

"Three flowers bloom, one lonely. That's all the poor Taoist said," the Taoist priest saluted to Xingzhenji, "Amitayus Buddha, noble people will naturally meet again in the future." Then he turned around and walked in the direction of Tongzhou with the boy beside him.

Xingzhen turned her head and watched the Taoist priest walk away, Prince Gong was a little annoyed, but he also felt that if he arrested the Taoist priest who was full of nonsense like this, he would lose his identity as a prince, so he was silent, Xingzhen glanced at the Taoist priest, turned around and got into the car, "I don't know what to say, but it hurts me to get out of the car and blow the cold wind for such a while, and I have a nervous disorder." ā€

The Taoist priest walked away, and the Taoist boy beside him wiped the sweat that he didn't dare to shed just now, with a frightened face, and said with a wry smile to the Taoist priest who was still calm: "The sect leader is really bold, he knows what the identity of those two people is, and he still says such big things in front of them." ā€

"Hehe, why be nervous," the Taoist priest strode forward, like a meteor, "What's more, how do you know I'm talking big!" ā€

The Taoist priest looked ahead with a determined expression, "That person is indeed a very powerful figure that is rare to see in a thousand years, do you think my sentence of coming from the east in one day and one month is bluffing?" Indeed, that is true! It's just that the yin and yang are reversed, and the person in the carriage is the sun, and the face is the rising sun, and the purple air is high! Although there is no emperor's throne, it can surpass the crape myrtle astrology," the Taoist priest sighed, "This sect has been inherited for hundreds of years, and it has been a trend of lingering, and it has been passed to the hands of this seat, and this seat has tacitly calculated the heavenly opportunity, and after thirty years, the great prosperity of this religion has fallen on this person, but now that I look at it, this heavenly opportunity has been disturbed again." ā€

"I don't know if it's evil or lucky?" The boy hurriedly asked.

"Thirty years later, the religion is booming, but it is a fire cooking oil, a fleeting moment of glory, such as today's machine changed, today this seat ventured to see the true face, this religion has a spring breeze, thick accumulation of slow rise," the Taoist priest said excitedly, no longer in front of that person just now calm posture, "Heaven will not die me!" ā€

"What should we do now, sect leader?"

"Wait and see what happens," the Taoist priest calmed down, gently waved the dust, and drove the small insects flying on the official road, "The extremely noble person, its calamity is also launched again and again, if you can't survive the calamity, the extremely noble person is also a person who died early, there is a big calamity now, if he survives safely, it will not be too late for this seat to give a big gift!" Boy," the Taoist priest instructed the boy, "let's go south and see if we can fish in troubled waters." ā€

"Yes!" (To be continued.) )

PS: Mid-Autumn Festival, Mr. did not receive the Boxing gift, asked the student what was the reason. The student asked his father and came back and said, "My father forgot." The gentleman said, "I'm going out to fight you, and I'm going to fight if it's wrong." His upper link is: "Han has three masters: Zhang Liang, Han Xin, Wei Chi Gong." The student couldn't get out of the next link, he was afraid of being beaten, and he cried to his father. The father said: "The right son is wrong, Wei Chigong is from the Tang Dynasty, not from the Han Dynasty." "The student told Mr. Mr. smiled: "Your father remembers the events of thousands of years ago very clearly, why did he forget it yesterday during the Mid-Autumn Festival?" ā€