"Blood sacrifice, the blood of the prince?"

Emperor Qingming's face sank, "You want to sacrifice the prince and take the prince's life?" ”

When the prince is involved, even if there is a curse in front of him, he can't help but think about the conspiracy.

He can take the prince's life, but others cannot.

Wu Banxian shook his head, "It's not that I want his life, it's that I want him a bowl of blood every day, and after 7749 days, a bowl of blood every year." Sacrifice to the heavens with the blood of the dragon to show the emperor's repentance. In this way, the wrath of heaven can be appeased and heavenly punishment will be spared. ”

He looked at Emperor Qingming, his face was a little more serious and worried, "The emperor is still worried about whether you have a prince with three lives and pure gold." And one of the three gold needs to be a dog, and without the blood of the dragon son of the pure gold of the three lives as a sacrifice to the heavens, this dojo will be useless at all. ”

Emperor Qingming was worried about his son's mind when he was gone, and then his heart hung again. He didn't know the birth dates of the princes, and he didn't know what the natal character of each person was.

He went out of the palace gate and asked Wu Jian, "Is there a prince who is a dog?" ”

Wu Jian replied, "Back to the emperor, the third prince and the fourth prince are all dogs. ”

Emperor Qingming's brows loosened slightly, "Go and ask for their birthdays." ”

Wu Jian promised to step back.

While waiting for Wu Jian's efforts, Emperor Qingming asked Wu Banxian, "Why do you want a prince with three lives of pure gold, and he must also belong to a dog?"

If there is not enough reason to convince him, he will not believe it and be at the mercy of others.

Wu Banxian stroked the non-existent beard on his chin, and said slowly, "The earthquake is five lines of wood, the grand of the wood is the earthquake, and the gold is shaking the wood." The southwest is Kun, Kun is Yin, Dry is Yang, and Yin and Yang are mutually reinforcing. It is to suppress the person who is in the Kun position and Zhenmu needs to be the golden life, and the prince is the prince, that is, the prince of the golden life. The three lives are pure dry gold, and only when they are just to the sun can the earthquake be suppressed. ”

He paused, and saw that Emperor Qingming was silent and did not raise any objections, so he knew that Emperor Qingming had accepted this explanation.

He continued, "The dog's innate hexagram is Gen, and the Gen stops, which has the meaning of stopping the earthquake. On the other hand, why are ghosts afraid of black dog blood, the emperor knows, right? ”

At the mention of ghosts, Emperor Qingming pursed his lips and looked cold.

There were many killings, there were many people who died in vain, and in the dead of night, he sometimes thought too much. Even if you're not afraid, you're a little afraid of ghosts in your heart.

"You speak."

Wu Banxian said, "Dog blood is the bloodiest, the smell belongs to the lungs, the lungs belong to gold, and the ghost's soul belongs to wood, Jin Kemu, so ghosts are afraid of black dog blood." Since it is a heavenly wrath caused by killing, there must be a ghost resentment in it. Sacrificing to the sky with dog blood can not only eliminate the anger of the sky, but also suppress evil ghosts. ”

He let out a long sigh, "Why is the heavenly punishment an earthquake, the emperor should understand at this time, right?" The earthquake is wood, and the soul is wood. Earthquakes are caused by too many souls. ”

Emperor Qingming lowered the killing intent in his eyes and paced back and forth.

At this point, he has fully believed in Wu Daxian's hexagrams, every place is reasonable, and every place is accurate. Even if he has little knowledge of the I Ching gossip, he knows that he is very reasonable, and he does not force it at all.

It's just that after the misfortune is resolved, this person cannot stay.

Wu Jian came back, handed a piece of paper to Emperor Qingming, and quietly retreated again, closing the palace door.

There are no princes on the paper, only the birthdays of two people, and the third prince is in the second, which is exactly what he specially told Wu Jian.

He didn't approve it, and at this time, he desperately hoped that one of the two of them would be a golden life.

Emperor Qingming handed the paper to Wu Banxian, "Come and see, is there anyone who is Jinming." ”

Wu Banxian only glanced at it and pointed to the second one, "This is an excellent Sanqian Golden Destiny." ”

The third prince Zhao Yin.

Emperor Qingming frowned.

Lately he's been hesitating to take his life. Now that Concubine De is dead, the Cen family has fallen, and Jinshan is gone, he has almost no possibility of making a comeback. But in the end, it is still taboo, taboo that he still has the power left by the Marquis of Yongping.

If it is to sacrifice his blood to the heavens, then he can only keep his life for a long time. Moreover, you have to protect him well and not let him die.

Wu Banxian paced to the opposite side of Emperor Qingming, with the tone of a confidant brother, "The emperor feels sorry for his son, and he can understand the poor way, after all, he is his own flesh and blood." However, the poor road still has to say ugly things ahead......"

Emperor Qingming frowned, "What else, you say." ”

"The trigram is on the top and the hexagram is on the bottom, and it is combined into a hexagram without vain. The first hexagram of no vain said: No vain to auspicious. Whoever suppresses the earthquake will suffer unjustified calamities. From now on, this prince will definitely have many disasters and difficulties, and the rest of his life will not be satisfactory. ”

Wu Banxian's tone was stunned, "Moreover, in addition to taking blood and sacrificing to the heavens every year, he also needs to be guarded in Yuming Mansion, and he must not leave half a step for the rest of his life." In this way, the evil can be suppressed and the punishment of heaven can be stopped. ”

"In short, if the emperor wants peace in the world, he has to be ruthless and have a son. You can weigh it yourself. ”

As Wu Banxian spoke, he retreated to the back of the golden silk nanmu pillar without a trace, for fear that Emperor Qingming would beat him in anger.

Emperor Qingming's heart was relieved, pacing back and forth, thinking.

If the third prince ends like this, it is actually not much better than death. trapped him in Yuming Mansion, and there was King Jin nearby to seal the earthquake, but he was not afraid of any waves he would make.

Emperor Qingming said, "Okay, let the three princes sacrifice to the sky." I also want to ask, in this way, the queen can be at peace? ”

Wu Banxian sighed secretly, if he really let King Jin say right, it is not easy to make Emperor Qingming soft-hearted, but it is not difficult to make Emperor Qingming ruthless.

The more miserable the three princes, the more relieved Emperor Qingming was.

Seeing that Emperor Qingming was not angry, Wu Banxian came out from behind the pillar with a shaking head, "One dry and one kun, one yang and one yin, one son and one mother, the child and the mother are punished by heaven, and there is no better way to interpret the hexagram." There are three princes guarding the throne, and the queen will be safe and sound, and her life will be smooth. ”

At this point, Emperor Qingming's doubts were all gone, and his whole body was comfortable. The boulder, which seemed to have been pressed on his heart for more than half a month, suddenly moved away.

On the sixth day of the second month, at noon.

An altar is set up in the palace to worship the sky, in order to pray for the wind and rain of the Great Zhou, and the peace of the country and the people.

The third prince, Zhao Yin, sacrificed with blood.

After that, Kun set up a dojo and invited 7749 Taoist priests to do the dojo for 7749 days. The three princes take a bowl of blood every day.

Ah Xiu finally asked for the emperor's permission, carried a big food box, and went to the side hall where the three princes were resting.

She first stuffed a silver ticket for each of the guards of the Imperial Forest Army guarding the door, begging them to take more care of the three highnesses on weekdays, and then entered the side hall.

The third prince, Zhao Yin, was sitting on the edge of the collapse in a white middle coat, his lips were pale, and the flesh and skin of the knife wound on his hand turned outward, and he was not bandaged with medicine, so he was naked/exposed.

His dark eyes looked at Ah Xiu quietly, "You shouldn't come back." ”

Ah Xiu didn't say a word, put down the food box, brought out the same food inside, and put it on the low table on the couch, all of which were things to nourish blood and nourish the body.

She also took out the hemostatic medicine powder and the white cloth for bandaging from the cloth bag on her body.

Zhao Yin grabbed her wrist and stopped her busyness, and with the other hand stroked her flat lower abdomen, his tone eased, and asked in a low voice, "How many months?" ”

Ah Xiu's eyes were red, "It's been three months." ”

Writing this, I suddenly felt a little distressed about the three princes.

(End of chapter)