Fu Luan Qi 乩 (ji), also known as Fu Ping.

It is a divination method of Chinese Taoism, also known as Fu Ji, lifting Ji, Fu Luan, waving Luan, lowering the pen, inviting immortals, Bu Zigu, racking and so on, Fu, refers to supporting the shelf; 乩, it is said to ask questions. In terms of nature, it is probably similar to the pen fairy, except that the pen fairy beckons ghosts, and the helpers invite gods.

In Fuping, someone needs to play the role of being possessed by the gods, and such a person is called a luan sheng or a puppet. The gods will possess Luan Sheng and write some handwriting to convey the thoughts of the gods. In this way, believers communicate with the gods in order to understand the meaning of the gods.

In the side hall of the Daoji Palace, a rigorous step by step support is underway.

The shallow sand table was filled with dust, and the ends of the pen were tied up by several gold wires and hung in the center of a gold ring. Two Taoist children of about seven or eight years old were dressed in purple, holding on to the golden ring, concentrating on reciting unknown mantras, standing in the middle of the righteousness, twisting their beards and closing their eyes, and murmuring to the idol in front of them.

"Your Majesty," Liu Xi's low voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing the gods in the sky, said to Zhu Yunwen: "It seems that Wan Xianchang is going to get up and ask for the enlightenment of the gods for His Majesty, look at this statue." Liu Xi stretched out his hand and pointed to the statue in front of Wan Congxin, and introduced: "This is the statue of Zigu, the slave heard that Zigu is the most spiritual among the gods." ”

"Ah, yes, yes?" Zhu Yunwen seemed a little nervous, clenched his fists, and asked with a sideways face, "Then what should I do now?

"Not at all. Wan Congxin seemed to have completed his preparations at this time, turned his head and said: "Your Majesty only needs to use cinnabar to write down the confusion in your heart on the yellow table paper, and Poor Dao will tell Zigu for Your Majesty." ”

"Oh, I see. Zhu Yunwen looked around, and saw that there was a table not far from the left, with the four treasures of the study room and other things on it, so he walked forward. At the stall where he turned his head, he didn't see it, behind him, Liu Xi nodded at Wan Congxin, and drew a small circle with one finger in the air.

Wan Congxin nodded in response without a trace, tacitly.

The pen was dyed with cinnabar, and a few words were written down little by little, Zhu Yunwen folded the yellow table paper twice and handed it to Wan Congxin: "Immortal Chief, do you still need me to do anything?"

"No, the rest of the things have their own poor ways, Your Majesty just waits. Wan Congxin spoke, shook the folded yellow table paper casually, and the yellow table paper turned into ashes for a while, and before the fire dissipated, he only heard Wan Congxin shout: "Five blessings and ten thousand laws to protect the body, and the five parties reveal the truth together." Heaven and earth are confined by yin and yang, and Zigu can go down to the earth!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wan Congxin suddenly roll his eyes, trembling like chaff, trembling for a long time, and suddenly stopped, but there was an extra feminine momentum on his body, as if... There is really a goddess possessed, and there is a divine light between the opening and closing of her eyes, and there is also a strange fragrance around her body.

"This... Are you really coming to your senses?" Zhu Yunwen was stunned by Wan Congxin's performance, and his face was incredulous. It was the first time he had seen such a trick, and he was already a little convinced.

"Invited by the mortal emperor, this immortal knows, there is no need to say more. Wan Congxin's old face showed a rather charming smile, raised his hand and fell, and slapped three times on the top of the heads of the two Taoist boys, only to see that the incantation that the two Taoist children had been chanting in their mouths stopped, and then closed his eyes, moved the golden ring, and slowly, drew an irregular circle on the sand table. Then, when I rolled my eyes, I didn't know what to do.

"This is what the emperor wants in his heart, and he understands it by himself, and the immortal goes. After Wan Congxin finished speaking, he rolled his eyes again and fainted.

"Uh... Zhu Yunwen was stunned, this, this is the end?。。。 A circle, what's going on? Have the heart to ask, the three people who "know" all fainted, looked at Liu Xi sideways, and they were also at a loss, Zhu Yunwen changed his mind, or not, just wait for Wan Xianchang to wake up and ask again, and he didn't dare to move, so he and Liu Xi stood quietly in the circle on the sand table.

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"Stall, where are you going?"

"Recently, the gambling money has gone out of the memorization, and I went out to find someone to calculate. ”

"Hey, stall head," at the gate of the East Factory, a fan said with a smile: "Gambling money, what's the use of you looking for a fortune teller, just go to their head Wang Tong to say a word, and you will win all battles." ”

"What's the point of that. Pi Tiexin was worthy of the name of the smiling King Kong, and he was not angry at the jokes of his subordinates, waved his hand, and swayed to the east.

Through the streets and alleys, Pi Tiexin came to the front of the Confucius Temple. It's not a festival, and naturally it's not very lively. However, there are a lot of stalls, all of them, all of them are fortune-telling and word measurement, and there are a few calligraphy and painting stalls of poor scholars in the middle.

Pi Tiexin looked left and right, walked back and forth twice, and finally sat down in front of an inconspicuous stall.

"Measuring words?"

"Word measurement. ”

"Oh. The fortune teller spread out the rice paper, handed over a pen, and then twisted his beard and smiled without saying a word.

Pi Tiexin didn't say much, and wrote down two words.

"Stealing the sky?" The fortune teller looked at the words, then looked at Pi Tiexin, and said with a smile: "Its luck is in the north, and it is auspicious." ”

"Got it. Pi Tiexin nodded, didn't say anything, reached out and took out a few treasure bills from his arms and handed them over, then got up and left.

An inconspicuous transaction, but no one noticed the letter sandwiched between the few treasure notes.

After about an hour or so, I passed through you several times, and the letter came to an equally inconspicuous courtyard in the corner of the city.

"The triangular-eyed monk was always reciting sutras that no one could understand, and he didn't know whether it was the sutra of the Buddha or the mantra of King Yama. Of course, Li Poison would never dare to say this, even if there was no one around. He still remembered the fear of that night, so when he got the letter from his subordinates, he hurried to the plane tree and presented it respectfully.

Dao Yan glanced at Li Poison, raised his hand to take the envelope, took out the letter paper and looked at it, the content of the letter was not much, and Dao Yan finished reading it in a few breaths. Closed his eyes and pondered for a moment before he spoke, "How is the situation on the side of the Zongren Mansion?"

Li Poison hurriedly replied: "Master, the distribution of sentry posts in the Zongren Mansion and the layout of the houses have all been explored, if the expectations are correct, the three princes should be locked up in a Ming Hall later in the northeast." As he spoke, Li Poison took out a map a few feet square from his bosom and unfolded it, kneeling on the ground and spreading it out.

The square is the house, the round is the sentry, and there are arrows to indicate the path, and one of the squares is drawn with the main brush, which seems to be the Mingtang where Zhu Gaochi and the three people were imprisoned.

Dao Yan looked down, nodded with satisfaction, stretched out his hand to point a few times on the paper, made another comparison, frowned, and said: "A small sect mansion, four hundred guards, two hundred people are guarding near the Ming Hall, it seems that Zhu Yunwen is extremely strict with the guard of the prince." ”

"Master," Li Poison hesitated for a moment, and then spoke: "Now that the Zongren Mansion is heavily guarded, if you want to break in, I am afraid that these three hundred dead soldiers under the villain alone will not be of any use, but I am afraid that before I break into the front of the world, I will die cleanly." ”

Seeing that it seemed that it was difficult to achieve the goal, Li Poison's mood couldn't help but be a little frustrated, but he didn't expect Dao Yan to smile slightly, shook his head and said: "Some things are very complicated, they can be simpler, and some things are very simple, you might as well make him complicated." The so-called planning is to determine the goal and then do whatever it takes. ”

Dao Yan casually picked up the fallen leaves and placed them in front of him: "We want to save people, we are in the Zongren Mansion, and the obstacles in front of us are the guards of the four hundred Zongren Mansions, and there are Jinyi Guards and Dongchang who can rush to help at any time." And the power we can use, in addition to the 300 Heaven Stealing Dead under your command, is only a few noble ministers secretly bought by the DPRK and China, do you know where the breaking point is?"

Dao Yan was not a person who talked a lot, but every step in the next step required Li Yan's full cooperation, and he didn't dare to make a mistake, so he had no choice but to drag out all his thoughts and explain them in detail.

"Whether it's the guards of the Zongren Mansion, the Jinyi Guards and the minions of the East Factory, in the final analysis, they are just chess pieces, and they are just fiddling with others. If you can pull the chess player over, no matter how many chess pieces there are, they are just headless mosquitoes and flies.

The admiral eunuch of Dongchang is not in Beijing now, and the commander Yun Zheng is just a talented person who guards the city according to the poor monks, and as for Ji Gang, the commander of Jinyiwei, he seems to be loyal, but he is actually a scheming villain, and he may not have no flaws. ”

"That Sect of Men ... ”

"The Zongren Order of the Zongren Mansion, if the poor monk is not mistaken, it should be the current Wei Duke Xu Huizu, and Zuo Zongzheng is Li Jinglong, the Duke of Cao Guo, right?"

"Could it be that?" Li Poison had a guess and couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised.

"Li Jinglong has been secretly wooed by the prince, but Xu Huizu is not. Dao Yan shook his head: "However, Xu Huizu's brother Xu Zengshou also admires the prince's virtue, so the guards of the Zongren Mansion are not to be afraid." ”

At this moment, Li Poison is really convinced of Dao Yan, it turns out that there are really "talents" in the world who know the world without going out.

"Master, what should I do next, you say, the villain must be finished. ”

"The water in Jingshi is not mixed enough, only in chaos can we win, and the chestnuts in the fire are sweeter. Dao Yan smiled: "You go and check the whereabouts of Ji Gang, the commander of the Jinyi Guard, the poor monk wants to see him." ”

"Master, isn't it too dangerous?"

"No, the poor monk has his own measure. ”

Looking at the back of Li Poison leaving, the smile on Dao Yan's face converged, and he couldn't help sighing. In fact, how to rescue Zhu Gaochi and the others, he already had a plan in his heart, but it was rare that he would send them back to Beiping safely after they came out. You must know that Nanjing and Beiping are separated by thousands of miles, once the three princes are rescued, the imperial court will inevitably send a large number of people to chase after them, and then maybe they will bring the secret decree of "killing on the spot", which is what worries him the most.

Close your eyes and chant.

The scriptures of the Buddha can make Dao Yan feel at ease.

"Alas, it's a pity for the three-faced Buddha. ”

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People say that three ups and three downs are a lifetime, but for Huang Zicheng, the three ups and downs of life seem to have been completely experienced in less than a year.

Before and after Emperor Hongwu's big trip, his mansion was full of people, and he was ready to show his skills. But when the student who taught the university inherited the throne, he rewarded himself, it seems... That's it?

When he was silent for a long time, he finally seized the opportunity of eunuchs leaving Beijing, pulled down his face, begged for the emperor's nod, and implemented his own policy of cutting the domain, seeing that he was going to become the chief designer of the country in the next five years, but in a blink of an eye, his uncompetitive father died again.

Yes, not angry.

No wonder the language in the family letter is unknown, now he has figured out that his father took too many aphrodisiacs when he drank flower wine, or did he get inferior aphrodisiacs from nowhere, got a stroke, and died on the woman's belly.

The reputation that he has raised all his life, and when he is mentioned in the future, he will inevitably say "Oh~, it is Huang Zicheng who has the wind right away." ”

Laughing stock, shame! But there is nothing to be done.

The doors and windows of the study were closed, and Huang Zicheng sat quietly alone, waiting for the person he was waiting for, if he was also such a snob, then he might as well die.

"Alas. ”

Just when Huang Zicheng didn't know how many times he let out a lament, there was a knock on the door: "Teacher, the student is here." ”

"Come in," Huang Zicheng said, without asking who it was. Because he can enter his own house without being informed, there is only one Huang Guan in the capital of Nuoda.

"Teacher. Huang Guan pushed the door in and gave a deep salute.

"Sit down. Huang Zicheng smiled bitterly: "I've heard about it." ”

Huang Zicheng just handed in his resignation this morning, but the news has spread all over the court, and Huang Guan naturally heard about it, and of course, there is also the rumor about the wind immediately. So as soon as I got off the court, I hurried over.

"Teacher, the court, the world, now I can't do without you. Huang Guan said astringently.

"Nothing is inseparable, inseparable. Huang Zicheng waved his hand: "In this world, it's the same without anyone, the old man has the heart to swallow the world, but he doesn't have that life, what can the husband say." It's you," Huang Zicheng looked at Huang Guan and said with a smile: "The old man strongly recommended you to His Majesty before, I think the emperor will give the old man this face, and it will be reused for you soon, there are some things that the old man wants to talk to you in advance." ”

Seeing that there was no joy on Huang Guan's face, Huang Zicheng couldn't help but nod with satisfaction, not to lose color by gaining, Fang is a gentleman's mind.

"The emperor has a heart for cutting the domain, but he is hesitant by nature. The old man only took a step forward under pressure, and now that the old man is gone, I am afraid that the emperor will retreat again. Your current prestige is not enough, if you want to take the old man's position and forcibly push the feudal domain, I am afraid that it will arouse His Majesty's disgust.

The old man has gone through ups and downs several times, and some things have been understood. To do gentlemanly things, sometimes you still have to use villain means. Lonely ministers and direct ministers can leave their names, but it is still a villain who can really succeed.

You may not understand this now, but you just need to remember the old man's words. See more, do more, and talk less. Gather up and down, cultivate cronies, when you can lead the group in the DPRK, when you can be invincible.

In this way, the old man is under the nine springs, and he also has peace of mind. ”

"Teacher, why do you say that?!" Huang Guan exclaimed.

"It's okay, the old man just said it casually. ”[.]