Generally, a bird feather is tied to the sail line of a boat, and when the wind blows, it will swing in one direction. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info So the boatman told the sailors that there was a whole set of mature practices for how many levels of wind there were, what wind direction, and the best angle at which the sails should be directed to the wind. Therefore, everyone called the feather letter a directional sign.

However, the directional marker we are going to talk about today is a signpost for officials in the DPRK and China. He was a man and a civil official, starting as a small squire, spanning two dynasties and experiencing three dynasties of emperors, but he has always been prosperous and has always been valued by the emperor of the current dynasty. Therefore, people will summarize his way of being an official after tea and dinner, and finally come to such a conclusion:

"Others are as their name suggests, they are the same as they are, they are the direction of the imperial court, and they are also the direction of the way of officials!"

Now he is an official and a scholar, ranking as the third duke, and always holds the direction of the fate of the imperial court; from him, he can predict the good fortune and misfortune in the future, and can also predict the major events of promotion and honor.

In the evening, Dali gradually calmed down in the hustle and bustle, and the Shangshu compound was quiet; suddenly, from the Northwest Avenue galloping, a fast horse came over. The young sergeant on horseback had a capable expression and free movements, as if he were a part of the horse's back.

When he was still two or three feet away from the gate, he jumped off his horse, and immediately went up to one of the guards on the right, and saluted with his fists, and said with a laugh:

"Brother, is Lord Shangshu in the house?"

"I've been at home all day," said the doorman enthusiastically, "Old Wu, what good things have you brought back this time?"

"Of course there is!" The sergeant who came on horseback, called Lao Wu by the guard, touched the horse's neck with one hand, and said with a smile, "In the evening, you go to Aunt Liu's siu mei shop and come back from selling roast chicken, and I brought back a jar of good wine this time!"

"But, this time it's your turn to be treated!"

The two were chatting, and saw that in the courtyard, Fang Shangshu was sending guests out of the living room. So he said to the doorman:

"Master Shangshu is out, let's talk again in the evening," he said, leading the horse into the door, and still did not forget to explain, "Remember, buy a roast chicken and come back for wine!"

Fang Shangshu was seventy-three years old, and although his hair and beard were as white as snow, his skin was still very elastic, white and red, just like the complexion of a young man. Especially in good spirits, every day on the court, stepping on the front of the court, more than 100 jade steps, it is like walking on the ground, very easy.

Therefore, all the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty said that he was not only the direction of the way of officials, but also the direction of health preservation. It is said that his diet is very particular, vegetarian in the morning, meat at noon, and still sucking in the dead of night!

However, it is okay for people to think crookedly, after all, the elders of the three dynasties, the official residence of Shangshu, and the rank of the three dukes, what can they not suck! However, those who know the situation will understand that this sucking is not simple, and it has the effect of nourishing yin and replenishing yang, and returning old age to youth!

What is that? That is the true qi of nature when sucking the child, also commonly known as meridian gong.

Now, as soon as Xiao Wu, the border reporter who came back from the side court, came back, Fang Shangshu secretly called him to his study to listen to his report. He was very polite to Xiao Wu, as he did to a visiting colleague, invited him to sit beside him, and asked the maid to pour him tea.

"It's been a good day, Xiao Wu!" Seeing the maid handing the teacup to the coffee table next to him, Fang Shangshu said so.

"Thank you, my lord!" Xiao Wu picked up the tea, shook it lightly, but his brain turned quickly, and he made a very systematic summary of what the adults were about to ask.

After the tea was ready, Fang Shangshu politely said to the maid:

"Xiaohong, there's nothing going on here for the time being......"

"Your Excellency, I'm going out first!" Before he finished speaking, Xiaohong, the eight-faced maid, made a squatting salute to him and withdrew.

"What's going on, what's going on at the border gate!" As soon as the maid walked out of the door, he asked Xiao Wu, the border reporter.

"There are a few important pieces of news to report to your lords!"

"Oh! What important news, tell me. ”

"On the third day of the first month of this month, Ji Molong, a general in northeastern Yunnan, was assassinated by a young swordsman. After that, the army in the northeast under his control mutinied, and overnight, it actually returned to the hands of the old country lord Duan Tianfeng......

"Poof!" Hearing this, the tea that Fang Shangshu drank in his mouth was also choked, he immediately put down the teacup, his eyes widened, he looked at Xiao Wu intently and said, "Speak quickly, go on!"

"And now, the general of the Northeast Yunnan Army is actually a military counselor of the original ministry - Cai Wenzhong!"

"Cai Wenzhong!" Fang Shangshu exclaimed in amazement.

"Yes, Cai Wenzhong, he is a military counselor of the former Northeast Yunnan Army!"

"I know this person!" Fang Shangshu nodded and said, "He's a very scheming person. Speak, you go on. ”

And on the seventh day of the first month of this month, Yan Kui, the general soldier of southern Yunnan, for some reason, suddenly led the crowd to join the old lord Duan Tianfeng; He defeated the bandits besieging General Yan, saved the lives of General Yan's father and son, and resolved a bloody feud between their family!"

"So, this Yan Kui, with gratitude, did not hesitate to betray the court and lead the people to surrender!" Fang Shangshu took his words and said.

"Yes. ”

"What about the situation of the western Yunnan guard, Ah Huinan?" he asked again.

"His situation is similar to that of Ji Molong, the general of Northeast Yunnan," Xiao Wu continued, "On the 15th of this month, he was also assassinated by that young swordsman, and now the military power of Western Yunnan is in the ......hands of the elder brother of the former defender of Western Yunnan, Ishikura Yoshi."

"The old country lord Duan Tianfeng is really far-sighted, so powerful!" Fang Shangshu suddenly said leisurely, "He called this 'decapitation operation', if he doesn't listen to the call, let the assassin solve it, it's really powerful!"

Then he suddenly asked him:

"That young swordsman, what's his name?"

"It's called Nanjian," Xiao Wu said, "It's a top swordsman from China, and it is said that Duan Tianfeng, the old lord of the country, also married his niece to him!"

"No wonder, using beauty to seduce you is invincible!" Fang Shangshu said again, "Is there any other important military information?"

"I also heard that their next target for attack is Dali's defender Fikto!"

"Very likely!" Fang Shangshu said with a solemn nod.

"At present, the lowly position has mastered these situations!"

"Okay, hard work!" Fang Shangshu nodded again, expressing his praise and affirmation for his efforts, and said, "You go and take a rest, don't tell anyone about these military situations, just eat here with me at night!"

"Humble duty, remember, thank you, humble resignation!" the border newspaper clerk Xiao Wu saluted him and went out.

Immediately, he summoned his entire family to his study and told everyone clearly: The current political situation is unstable, and there will soon be a great turmoil, so please keep a high degree of vigilance! From today onwards, we must put an end to all activities of forming cliques and factions, and refrain from attending banquets and other gatherings at the homes of the lords and ministers, but we must not offend any officials, big or small, or even ordinary people. Let's wait and see what happens, and learn to reap the benefits of the fisherman!