In 290 AD, the first year of Taixi in the Western Jin Dynasty.

The beginning of summer has passed, the cicadas are singing, and the rice fields are green and sparkling.

The land of the Central Plains is about to usher in another year of harvest.

This is the tenth year of the reunification of the three kingdoms, and the people who have been war-torn for a long time have been able to live and work in peace and contentment.

Luoyang City under the prosperous era of Taikang, although there are many shops, fluttering banners, and full of prosperity, it is shrouded in a sense of panic and uneasiness.

It has been quietly spread among the people: Emperor Sima Yan is difficult to get up.

Passers-by are in a hurry, cautious in their words and deeds.

Street vendors don't dare to shout loudly, but use their fans to drive away small bees and insects on their food, or talk to passers-by in a low voice, or keep silent to tidy up their belongings.

In the imperial city of Huayang Palace, there has already been a slaughter.

In addition to the non-stop patrols of the guards guarding the city, from the concubines and princes to the palace maids and eunuchs, they are required to be confined to their own residences, and they are not allowed to go out at will without a token.

However, all this silence was suddenly broken.

Under the scorching midday sun, a little eunuch held a white silk silk in his hand and trotted at a very fast speed, and the clothes that were collided by the wind made a sound, which sounded a little alarming in the silent forbidden area of the palace.

At the moment when he just stepped into the Hanzhang Hall of the Emperor's Bedroom, he was slammed into the door by a light, and he didn't see clearly who attacked him, and he didn't have time to make any sound, and the whole person fell on the silk silk he was holding, and the red blood quickly smudged the white silk silk, which was extremely dazzling.

No struggles, no convulsions, no breathing.

Silence returned to the Hanzhang Palace, and only the sound of the wick of the seven-star life-sustaining lamp crackling and burning became abrupt and clear again.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" A hoarse voice came out of the yellow curtain: "...... Jiulang, someone sent blood lamp oil to extend his life again? ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Xu Jiulang, who was standing in a dark corner, dripped the sticky blood on the Purple Void Sword into one of the Huayang Palace lamps on the golden brick floor in front of the dragon bed, and his movements were clean and neat.

Looking closely at this lamp oil, it is thick and dark red, and there is an indescribable weirdness, but the brightness of the wick does increase a lot immediately.

Seventy-seven forty-nine Huayang palace lamps, different sizes, are not ordinary oil lamps, but are made of good and pure bronze, and their shape is a kneeling palace maid holding a tray in both hands, because of its special structure, the wick does not move, the lamp wind blows can not be extinguished, no smoke and no dust.

The Seven Stars Life Continuation Formation is an ancient Dao Gate spell, which is to lay seven large lamps in the direction of the Big Dipper, and place small lights around it according to the life of the person concerned, praying that the Beidou communicates with the upper realm to achieve the purpose of prolonging life.

The coughing in the curtain grew louder and louder, and it took a long time for it to subside.

"Sure enough, I felt a little stronger...... cough cough cough ......"

"Those nephews of yours refused to come by themselves, but only sent a little eunuch to inquire about your life and death......" Xu Jiulang's voice could not distinguish emotion.

"Hehe, I'm afraid I'm pretending to be sick and taking their lives...... If there are 7749 people today, I can help my children and grandchildren to guard the country for a few more years...... cough cough cough ......"

"Zhuge Liang, who used this method last time, didn't succeed, the emperor should not have too much hypocrisy, he can delay as long as he wants."

This was said quite harshly, Xu Jiulang walked out of the shadows, the Purple Void Sword had been wiped clean and received on his back, the whole person was thin and straight, if it weren't for this official uniform, it would really have the posture of a bone fairy.

"It's all this time, can't you comfort me a few words?" Sima Yan didn't even get angry, just lay flat on the dragon bed and gasped, "I have asked myself in this life to be worthy of the people of heaven and earth, and the only thing I am sorry for is ......"

"You did your best." Xu Jiulang's voice lowered, and he could clearly hear his faint sigh, "Your Majesty, what you did was right." If it's not you...... The crown prince may not survive. ”

"Maybe it's fate." Sima Yan's breath became disordered again, and Xu Jiulang hurriedly stepped forward and gently lifted the curtain to check the situation.

The founding emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty on the dragon bed, Sima Yan, was not as thin as he imagined, but a middle-aged man with an extremely strong body, he fought all his life, even if he was seriously ill and bedridden, his momentum was still undiminished, but the blood that kept flowing from the corners of his mouth made people feel uneasy.

"Has the Grace Order been enforced?" He asked suddenly.

Xu Jiulang was stunned for a moment before he replied: "I've been doing it, but it also takes time, unless you're a son-in-law, you can't be a king, I think there are a lot of sons of these twenty-seven princes, how can they give up their fiefdoms?" ”

"I'm afraid I'm wrong, and I've buried a hidden danger for my heart." Sima Yan coughed again, "Jiulang, you have done a lot of things for me in Jingyang for ten years. If I can't pass this hurdle, you have to protect my heart...... cough cough cough ......"

"Your Majesty ......" Xu Jiulang knelt down straight.

"I know, and I'm sorry for you. You don't want to go down the mountain, how happy you are in Xiaoyao Mountain. But ah, you know that there is a lack of trustworthy people around me, so I disobeyed my ancestor and came out to be an official, and I did it for ten years. Kurou ...... Ahem, cough, cough, after I die, you can resign and go into hiding, but the Xuanji Palace is still your home, so that Xin'er can find you...... cough cough cough ...... You also know that the queen of the heart harbors evil intentions......"

“…… Everything is arranged by the emperor. ”

Xu Jiulang, surnamed Xu Mingxun, is the commander of Jingyang County, and he is an honest official with outstanding political achievements.

His other identity is the only descendant of the famous Sanqing Daoist and the only warlock of Emperor Sima Yan.

"Another heartfelt divination...... Look at my country too......" After saying too many words, Sima Yan was obviously exhausted and lay down again.

After Xu Jiulang said yes, he knelt in place and began to recite words with the turtle back and three copper coins he carried with him.

There are a total of six hexagrams, and the pattern of each hexagram needs to be recorded before the final hexagram can be formed.

This process was a bit long, and Sima Yan looked at him quietly with his head sideways, without speaking.

Inside the dormitory, there was an eerily silence.

Only the occasional crackling of oil lamps and the clashing of copper coins can be heard.

Gradually, the sound grew louder and louder, and nothing could be heard.

It's like a shout asking the sky, the heavens and the earth resonate, deafening.

It's just that when the last one appeared, Xu Jiulang lowered his head and wrote down the pattern, the door of the dormitory was suddenly kicked open, and there was an urn and shouted angrily: "Father, what are you doing?" What is the door closed at noon? My queen says you're going to die? He asked me to come and see you, and said that he would bring a white silk silk to give you a life......"

The strong wind followed this person's footsteps into the dormitory, and half of the seventy-seven forty-nine Huayang Palace lamps on the ground were instantly extinguished, especially the seven main lights, all of which were extinguished.

It was all dark in the dormitory, and even the midday sun was so strong that it didn't shine through.

Faced with this sudden change, Xu Jiulang's face changed greatly, and he immediately got up and drew his sword to stab this person.

But he was stopped by Sima Yan's shouting: "Jiulang, this is sincere!" ”

"Your Majesty!" Xu Jiulang also shouted, his voice full of despair.

"Life should be like this, don't force it." Sima Yan actually sat up again, his eyes shining, and he looked at the comer very calmly.

The person who came was almost carved out of the same mold as Sima Yan, but he was younger.

If he doesn't speak, he's no different from an ordinary person.

"It's not me who did it, it's not me who I am." He crouched on the ground and hugged his head, his huge ass pouting, looking extremely funny.

"Sima Zhen!" Sima Yan's voice was a little louder, "In the future, you will be the king of a country, and you will take on your responsibilities!" ”

"It's not me, it's me, don't hit me!" Sima Zhen still hugged his head, and even cried.

Seeing this scene, Xu Jiulang couldn't help but kick him, "His Royal Highness the Prince, you have to promise the emperor!" ”

"It's not me, it's not me!" Sima Zhen became more and more flustered, and suddenly stood up and turned to run, but he tripped over the silk on the ground and looked extremely embarrassed.

But this did not stop him, and shouted: "Don't hit me, don't hit me, it's not me, it's not me......" and stumbled out of the dormitory.

The light from outside the hall finally shone in, and it was clear that the wicks of several Seven Star Life-Continuing Main Lamps were soaked in blood lamp oil and could no longer be lit.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" Seeing Sima Zhen running out in such an embarrassment, Xu Jiulang wanted to chase him back, but after all, he turned his head and glanced at Sima Yan first.

"Forget it, he's always been timid, and he can't make any mess." Sima Yan's state was extremely good at this time, although the corners of his mouth were constantly bleeding, his whole face was smiling.

"Your Majesty!" Xu Jiulang seemed to realize something, and immediately knelt down at the emperor's feet, looked at him very nervously, and regardless of etiquette, he directly caught his pulse.

At this time, Xu Jiulang's hands were trembling, and he couldn't stabilize them at all.

"Back to light? Hehe, that's good. Sima Yan still smiled and said, "Tell me how the hexagram is." ”

"About the crown prince or the fortune of the country?" Xu Jiulang asked in a trembling voice.

"Let's talk about the national fortune first."

"After you go, the world will be in chaos for three hundred years."

"Hahahahaha......" Sima Yan's face suddenly turned red and laughed very loudly, "The world is still chaotic after all." ”

"Prince...... The hexagram is a bit strange. ”

"How?" Sima Yan raised his hand and laboriously wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He also found that the blood could not be wiped at all, and his voice gradually became hoarse, sounding very terrifying.

"There is a phoenix in the prince's hexagram...... This sixth line only solves the hexagram of the phoenix: the phoenix dances in the sky, and every evil turns into good fortune. Luan Feng Chongxiao...... But then because the prince came in, it has not been recorded completely ......"

At this time, the red and viscous oil from a fallen Huayang Palace lamp flowed into the turtle shell, and the wick burned strangely, causing the three copper coins to gradually turn red and blurred......

"That ugly woman Jia Nanfeng?"

"Feng is in the southeast direction, and I have never come to Luoyang City."

"What are these words? Could it be that there will be two queens? The light in Sima Yan's eyes gradually dimmed, and he supported his body with his hands, staring at the burning turtle shell.

Xu Jiulang, who was already in tears, looked at the emperor in front of him who was gradually losing his strength, and stretched out his hands to support him, "The hexagram shows that this woman is a phoenix life that comes out once in a thousand years, and it is unspeakably expensive." If the crown prince wants to keep the throne, he must marry this daughter. Can the Western Jin Dynasty maintain ...... again"

"Get her out!" Without listening to Xu Jiulang's words, Sima Yan used his last strength to shout out these four words.