"Flowers fly, clouds float, years go by, I don't know how to return~~"

Within the high walls, in the garden, an old man sang a small song that had been popular in the Shendu recently, holding a copper kettle in his hand, leisurely watering the flowers like fire.

He was already very old, so old that his hair was snow-white, the back of his hands and face were wrinkled, and his purple clothes could not hide the thick twilight.

It's like an old tree, which has lost its flowers and leaves, withered its trunk, and may completely fall down at any time, but the voice is calm and powerful, a small song lamenting the loss of years, and it actually sings a magnificent and erect voice.

"Street songs, I didn't expect to be able to get the likes of the Son of Heaven?"

A voice suddenly sounded, and in the garden, a second figure appeared, and a man in a complicated robe slowly approached, standing in front of the flower garden, side by side with the old man, his eyes were leisurely, as if he was looking at the flowers, and as if he was looking at the old man.

"This song is composed by me, how can I not like it?"

The old Son of Heaven smiled, like an ordinary old man, talking leisurely, one hand seemed weak, but he held the kettle steadily, and sprinkled the water in the pot evenly into the flower garden, "Up and down, this song can be popular in the divine capital, and it actually supports my light." ”

"Does the Son of Heaven know about the streets of the Divine Capital?" The man asked again.

"I know everything." The Son of Heaven smiled.

"What about the drought in Yongzhou?"

"Clearly."

The Son of Heaven of the Great Zhou lowered his head, looked at the flower garden and said leisurely: "I am the country, and the country is the body of me, what happened in my body, how could I not know it?" The news of the drought in Yongzhou has reached the capital of God? ”

"The envoy of the Shenxing Taibao has traveled day and night to Yuntian, and has rushed from Yuzhou, and by the way, he also brought the people involved in the case."

The man said, took out a fold from his sleeve and handed it to Zhou Tianzi, "The inner court presented the fold as soon as possible, but because the Son of Heaven didn't want to be disturbed by others, he had to hand it over to me and I would hand it over." ”

"There's Uncle Laohuang."

Zhou Tianzi stretched out his hand to take the fold, the old right hand and the flawless left hand like white jade touched, the strong contrast made the Son of Heaven slightly distracted, and the palm of his hand did not hold the fold at once, and almost fell.

"I'm old," he sighed with helplessness, "Sixty years have passed like a big dream, and when I wake up, I am already dying, but Uncle Huang is still in his prime." ”

"The method of renewing life has been revealed, and the Son of Heaven will soon be able to return to its prime." The man put the fold in Zhou Tianzi's hand and comforted.

"Is it to be able to continue life, and how many years can it last?"

However, Zhou Tianzi showed a look of disgrace and looked at the flower garden, "It's like this flower, it seems to be in full swing, but now that the beginning of autumn is approaching, the yang energy is gradually harvesting, the yin energy is growing, and the yang will gradually transform into the yin sheng, and within a month, I will thank you." ”

"Until next spring, the flowers will still be blooming." The man replied.

"But the flowers at that time are not the flowers they are now."

Speaking of this, Zhou Tianzi seemed to have completely lost interest and threw the fold directly into the flower garden.

"Let Zhang Zhixuan enter the palace and explain the drought in Yongzhou to me. Plus-"

"You don't have to wait until next year, the flowers will bloom."

When these words fell, the weather of the gods changed.

It was a season when the yin energy was growing and suddenly reversed, and the yang energy became more and more vigorous, and the gods were inside and outside, and the flowers were in full bloom, in full swing.

This year's Shendu should not be able to see the flowers.

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[July 14, the year of the Lunar New Year, the month of Gengshen, the day has not passed, it is advisable to break ground, bury, sacrifice, burial, and avoid traveling······ 】

Jiang Li opened his eyes in the guest room of the county government's back house, and felt a headache as soon as he saw the "avoid traveling" displayed on the cause and effect set.

They stayed in Jingyun County for two days, waited for the people from the county government to come, escorted Ren Zihe's three clans to set off, and wrote a letter to Jiang Huaimin by the way, proving that he had merit, and then set off again.

As a result, on the day of departure, Jiang Li saw the words "avoid traveling" again.

In the last "avoid traveling", Jiang Li and others met Cao Yuanlong carrying Shuiyun, and then there was a series of follow-up things, and I don't know what will happen this time.

Jiang Li thought of this, and he had to make a divination before leaving.

He got up from the bed, washed, then sat down at the table, solemnly took out Emperor Wen's money and turtle shell, and began to calculate.

'What is the road ahead of us·······

With the goal of accounting silently in his heart, Emperor Wen's money was poured out of the turtle shell and turned on the table.

turn

Turning ······

The three copper coins kept standing and turning, and they didn't mean to stop.

"Shhhh

Jiang Li suddenly gasped.

Even if you encounter six products, you shouldn't be disturbed like this, right? Is this to meet the five pins? Or is it a four-pin?

Jiang Xuan hesitated, put away Emperor Wen's money, calmed down, gossip appeared in his eyes, and the Dao Fruit ability [Push Back Map] was fully displayed.

Re-occupation.

The copper coin fell, swirled in unison on the table, and then began to gradually stop, and it seemed that this time the divination went well.

But the gossip in Jiang Li's eyes became more and more profound, and the Son of Heaven looked at the Qi Technique as if he was watching fire, and he was already the first to notice the scene when the three copper coins stopped.

They'll stand!

Three copper coins will stand.

Seeing that the rotation gradually stopped, and the three copper coins had not yet fallen, Jiang Li gradually held his breath, waiting for the result.

"Virtuous brother!"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a handsome-looking young man walked in, "Are you up?" It's time to go. ”

Three Emperor Wen coins fell at the same time.

Jiang Li: "······"

He resisted the urge to gasp again, and added the shape of a dry branch and a star to his eyes, and stared closely at the long horse of the dynasty who entered the door.

"Brother Xian, this is divination?" Feng Manlou looked at Jiang Li and the copper coins on the table with a puzzled look.

"Long colt, senior sister has warned you, you must not violate your seniority."

Jiang Li said as he wrote down the pros and cons of the copper coin, and then continued divination again.

Now that we've started, let's move on.

Let's see what the result of my calculation will be in front of this one.

The first line has been decided, and then the second line.

Jiang Li shook the turtle shell, spilled Emperor Wen's money, and after the three copper coins went around on the table, he lay down directly.

This time, it was unbelievable.

But—

"Gala-"

Jiang Li exchanged for good deeds, and the turtle shell that had been used for nearly three years made a soft sound, and there was an extra crack on his back.

Jiang Li suddenly narrowed his eyes.

[Okay, Chang Wei, you still say you won't ······· No, it should be, okay, the wind is full of buildings, and you still say that you are not the dragon king? 】

If there are many accidents, then it is no longer an accident, but a fact.

Elder Tianxuan should have also calculated Feng Manlou, but he didn't find anything abnormal. With Jiang Li's ability, it shouldn't be a result that Elder Tianxuan can't even calculate.

However, Jiang Li can only suspect this person at present.

The second more.

I always feel like I can't concentrate, and my head is a little messy.

(End of chapter)