A good rain poured Chang'an City wet on the outside. Under the torrential rain, the water mist was thick, and the inside and outside of the city were hazy.

The dragon king of the Jing River was covered with clouds at the time, thundered at noon, rained from time to time, and stopped raining when Shen, and got three feet and forty points of water, changed him by an hour, and restrained him by three inches and eight points.

In the shop on West Street in Chang'an City, Yuan Shoucheng sat in it.

At this time, the sun had already poked its head out, the sky was like a wash, and even the air was refreshed.

A figure walked slowly, wearing a white shirt, a white turban, white boots, and a white folding fan in his hand.

Along the way, it is not stained with dust, rich and heroic, and towering in the sky.

He was born a sacred dragon, the governor of the eight rivers, and the god of the great dragon of Siyu. Heaven has no owner, a monkey can hit the heavens back then, smash the sky, now if you annoy the king, you might as well follow the story of the year, feng shui turns, who will kill the deer, it is not yet known!

As soon as he thought of this, the Dragon King of Jinghe strode forward and crashed into Yuan Shoucheng's hexagram shop, which could not be said, and smashed the signboard, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Yuan Shoucheng sat on the chair, his face was indifferent, but he was quite a bit of a Taishan collapse in front of him and his color remained unchanged.

The Dragon King of Jinghe stretched out his hand and made a light move, he had already dismantled the door panel, picked it up and beat it, and scolded, "You demon who talks about misfortune and misfortune, a splash man who is good at confusing the hearts of the people, you are not good at hexagrams, and your words are ridiculous, saying that the hours and points of today's rain are not relative, and you dare to sit dangerously, you are now rolling up the cover and getting out of this Chang'an City, and you will spare your life!"

Yuan Shoucheng was not afraid of anything, turned his back to the sky, and sneered, "Hehe, you can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me." You are the dragon king in this Jing River, the dragon god of Si Yu. Now that you have violated the edict, changed the hour, overridden the points, and violated the rules of heaven, I am afraid that you will inevitably be stabbed on the dragon platform, and you dare to scold me here?"

The Jinghe Dragon King was stunned when he heard this, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, he lost the door panel at the moment, slapped the folding fan in his hand, and said coldly, "Who are you?"

Yuan Shoucheng smiled, "I'm just a fortune teller." ”

"Hmph! pretend to be a ghost!" the Jinghe Dragon King sneered, "There is no master in the heavenly court, what bullshit Tiantiao dares to come to me?"

"With that Star Monarch here, Tiantiao will be there!" Yuan Shoucheng stood up, cleaned up his clothes, arched his hand towards the north, looked at the Jinghe Dragon King again, and asked with a smile, "Did you say it?"

The Dragon King of Jinghe laughed, took off a white dragon pendant from his waist, and handed it to Yuan Shoucheng, "Come on, you have some ability, you have your Zhang Liang plan, I have my ladder over the wall, and I don't talk to you about winning or losing." Why don't you count another hexagram with me?"

Yuan Shoucheng took the jade pendant and wanted to brush his long beard, but he touched the stubble on his chin at the moment, and asked with a smile, "I don't know what the Dragon King wants to count this time?"

Jinghe Dragon King said, "Let's do the math, how much is the success of what I think in my heart?"

Yuan Shoucheng bowed slightly, and didn't ask what the Dragon King was thinking about, his knuckles pinched, and a pair of eyes turned into yin and yang again, and the whole person revealed a mysterious and unpredictable taste.

"How's it going?" asked the Dragon King of Jinghe.

"Huh. Yuan Shoucheng laughed and handed the jade pendant back, "This hexagram will not accept your hexagram money." ”

"Oh?" the Dragon King of Jinghe stood with his hands in his hands, and did not pick up, and asked, "Why?"

"What the dragon king will do, there is no life. Yuan Shoucheng said.

"Hahahaha......" The Dragon King of Jinghe laughed, "How can there be any reason to take back the things that this king sent?

Yuan Shoucheng said, "How to bet?"

The dragon king said, "If you calculate this hexagram accurately, everything will naturally be over, and you can take whatever you want." ”

Yuan Shoucheng bowed his head and said, "Yes." ”

The dragon king continued, "If you fail to do so, I will tell you the truth, this king will come and pluck your head and make a wine vessel!"

Yuan Shoucheng's body stiffened, looked up, looked at the pair of dragon eyes of the white-clothed Xiushi, and said with a smile, "Since I have calculated it, I will not be wrong." You can't come. ”

"What if I come?"

"Neck on the head, both hands offered!"

"Hahahaha......"

The Dragon King of Jinghe couldn't help laughing heartily, turned around and walked, and when he got out of the shop, the wind suddenly rose between the heaven and the earth, and the rain fell, and a white dragon rose into the air in the wind and rain, straight into the sky.

The people in Chang'an City witnessed this scene, but it was very lively.

Yuan Shoucheng chuckled lightly, threw the white dragon pendant in his hand, and didn't know where he threw it.

The bamboo curtain in the inner room rolled, Li Qing stepped out, and said, "It's a rare treasure, it's good for you to abandon it." ”

"Hey, no matter how precious it is, it's a dead man's thing, bad luck!" Yuan Shoucheng leaned over to clean up the shop and responded casually.

Li Qing thought about the original Jinghe Dragon King who was in class to cut the dragon platform, and was beheaded by Cao Guan Wei Zheng in his dream, but it was borrowed from the power of the heavenly court, and he couldn't help but say, "This Jinghe Dragon King is an unruly person, if there is no master in the court today, I am afraid that it will be even worse." He is also the god of Siyu and the dragon god, the head of the eight rivers, and ordinary people are afraid that they will not be able to take him. ”

Yuan Shoucheng shook his head and said, "Ten deaths are lifeless, and there will be death." ”

"Oh, have you figured out his calamity?" Li Qing asked, "At whose hands did he die?"

"Heaven must not be divulged. Yuan Shoucheng shook his head and said with a smile, "I can't say it, I can't say it." ”

Li Qing's brows jumped.

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In a large mansion in Chang'an City, a civil official dressed in a red robe, dignified and dignified, with a three-foot beautiful beard under his chin, was holding a golden decree and standing silently.

After a while, he came back to his senses, fasted and bathed, burned incense and cleaned his clothes, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

He is Wei Zheng, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, and he is also a criminal official, and the golden decree is under the order of the star monarch, and he will dream of beheading the dragon king of the Jing River at three o'clock in the afternoon tomorrow.

This year is the seventeenth year of Zhenguan.

Wei Zheng died in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and Tang King Li Shimin abolished the dynasty for five days, and posthumously presented Wei Zheng as Sikong and Wenzhen.

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