"This is very good, and it also relieves the pain of choosing a name for the poor. Yun Zhongzi said with a slight forehead, casting a spell in his hand, and a little towards Lei Zhenzi, a purple light fell into the center of his eyebrows, "Thank you so much, Xianhou, poor Dao will leave, if there is a fate, he will see you again in the future." ”

As soon as Yun Zhongzi's voice fell, the dust was shaken, and an auspicious cloud was born under his feet, and he rose away, Ji Chang was secretly delighted, if he climbed up to such a true immortal, it must be the blessing of Xiqi, and he went to the place of Yun Zhongzi at the moment, and bowed down: "The immortal manifests, Xiqi should be happy!"

Everyone listened to Xibohou's words, Gu is voice echoed, Zhang Dixin on the side looked coldly, secretly calculated, and immediately took it to heart, walked in front of Ji Chang and said: "Yunzhongzi Daoyou and Lei Zhenzi have a fate, but the poor Dao is related to you, do you know that this worship is not obscure?"

"March 15th is Nuwa Niangniang's birthday, how can the immortal chief not be obscure?" Although Ji Chang's tone was a rhetorical question, his footsteps couldn't help but move forward, Zhang Dixin saw it, had his own idea in his heart, moved forward, and said slowly: "What you are worried about is not in Chaoge, but in Xiqi." ”

When Ji Chang heard this, he motioned for everyone to step back, and one person moved forward, but he didn't speak, Zhang Dixin naturally knew that he was right, and said again: "But the future of Xiqi, how about the sons?"

"The immortal chief laughed, Xiqi is deeply blessed by heaven, how to interrogate the future, business prosperity is Xiqi prosperity, business decline and other businessmen and other businessmen should also decline. When Ji Chang heard this, he was stunned at first, and then said slowly, Zhang Dixin saw it in his eyes, but he knew in his heart that the separation had worked.

Feng Ji Fa is the Marquis of Xiping, although he has the reputation of a double marquis, and the territory of the heirs is directly from Ji Chang's fiefdom, although the two are called father and son, there are also some barriers in their hearts, and Ji Chang intends to alienate Ji Fa for this reason. Fengming Qishan matter, Zhang Dixin also heard about it on the road, and his heart is even clearer, the ancient emperor is on the throne, there must be a different phase, this time Ji Fa's luck, but it is a straight up, after this incident, the people who are optimistic about the court are heavier, but after all, Bo Yi Kao is the eldest son, and he is dissatisfied in his heart, but he is not easy to make a noise, and the gap between the two is even stronger.

Ji Chang knows the fetish of all the sons, although Bo Yi Kao and Ji Fa are famous, they are both people who are close to profit, only the third son Ji Dan has been silent, but he is deeply loved, no matter who ascends the throne here, there will be one death and one gain, and the brothers are not harmonious, but it is the last thing Xi Bohou wants to see.

"Xiqi is all in the hands of the virtuous marquis, if it is a business life, it is a poor nonsense, and please don't be surprised. Zhang Dixin saw that he was about to leave, Ji Chang frowned and was silent, and only after a long time did he speak: "Please also ask Mr. to teach me!"

"Although this is a heavenly opportunity, it is also a destiny, I will tell one or two ......" Zhang Dixin hesitated for a long time before he said slowly, telling Ji Chang all the matters related to the song of the court, and teaching it like this, so and so.

But it is said that the person destroyed by Yunzhongzi turned into flying ashes under the pillar of fire of the Heavenly Gods, and as soon as the black ash passed by the wind, a beam of flame rose, and the flame slowly jumped, and it turned into a human form, which was the woman in red before: "This person is so powerful, if I don't have a secret method, I'm afraid I will be resting today......"

In the blink of an eye, the birthday of Nuwa on March 15 arrived, and the ministers of the Son of Heaven Association went out of the south gate of the song and rushed to Guling Mountain, paving the red carpet all the way, stretching for hundreds of miles, and the drum music on all sides continued.

Drive out of the song, every family burns incense and sets fires, every household is colored and paved for war, three thousand iron horses sonorously open the road, eight hundred royal forests escort the road, the Son of Heaven takes the Nine Dragons chariot, the three dynasties on the left Wen Zhongwen Taishi protects, the right Zhenguo Wucheng King Huang Feihu escorts, it is the flag to show up, and the military power is greatly displayed.

After the army, the eight hundred princes all the black horses slowly, before worshipping, the hands will be lit wrist thick new incense, all the way around, not long after, then see the ancient spirit mountain, a white jade stone steps, straight to the Nuwa Temple, the Son of Heaven picked up the steps, walked 999 steps, to the Nuwa temple gate.

In front of Nuwa Temple, set up nine zhang high copper tripods, painted with gold color auspicious cloud patterns, all four feet are dragon heads, it is more than the Son of Heaven Ding, the specifications are also three points higher, the Son of Heaven nine tripods are incense, the princes follow closely, between the palace gates, suddenly the cigarette smoke is swirling, the fragrance is fragrant on all sides, hazy like a fairyland, light and fluttering like falling clouds.

If you come, come on, Zhang Dixin's mind was a little settled, and he walked to the Nuwa Palace, but he saw that the palace was gorgeous, with five ** makeup, the golden boy was on the banner building, and the jade girl was both holding Ruyi. The jade hook hangs obliquely, the half-round crescent moon hangs in the air, and the treasure tent is swaying, and ten thousand pairs of colorful luans are fighting. Biluo bedside, all are dancing cranes and soaring, and the agarwood throne creates dragons and flying phoenixes. Fluttering strange colors, golden furnace mist, curling auspicious purple mist, silver candle brilliant.

Zhang Dixin had arranged for everyone to decorate the Nuwa Palace, but he didn't want it to be so exquisite, the magnificence was the Longde Palace, the Xianqing Hall was also incomparable, suddenly a gust of wind, rolled up the curtain, and the statue of Nuwa appeared, the appearance was beautiful, the color was fluttering, the country was beautiful, and the grace was like life;

Good appearance, but like the national color of the fragrance, Zhang Dixin saw that although it was beautiful, but it was far from the scene of obsession, but this side of the box was praising Fei Zhong in his heart, in such an environment, to build such a palace, it can be regarded as a heavenly palace craftsman.

In front of the statue of Nuwa, there is a gold **, Emperor Zhang Xin bowed down according to the ceremony, recited the words of sacrifice in his mouth, and the princes on all sides also knelt down one after another: "Chengtang is blessed by heaven, enjoying the blessings of the world for 600 years, Niangniang's holy virtue is immeasurable, and all the people in the world are dedicated to filial piety, I beg God to give it again, bless me with a great business......"

Just after the ceremony was over, but I saw the five-colored flower umbrellas in the hall, and the clouds of Aya Luo rose, Zhang Dixin smiled, and everyone saw that their faces were different, but they saw the flowers falling, and a voice sounded from far and near: "Your Majesty is pious, if you follow the will of heaven, there will be good results." ”

This...... As soon as Zhang Dixin heard the words, he couldn't help frowning, he just arranged for the five ghosts to scatter flowers in advance, which was used to deceive everyone, so as to show the grace of heaven and the great business Yongxing, but he didn't let the five ghosts speak at all!

Could it really be the manifestation of Nuwa Niangniang? Zhang Dixin was anxious and secretly dragged the five ghosts, but found that there was no connection at all, and the ghosts had disappeared!

If it is according to the will of heaven, there will be good results, Zhang Dixin said this sentence in his heart, and he was not angry in private, if he obeyed the will of heaven, wouldn't he be a loser for a few years, and then fell into the star picking building, and buried the 600-year foundation of Chengtang in vain, and became a sinner through the ages, and was scolded by the world.

"But I don't know how to obey the will of heaven and how to get good results?" Although Zhang Dixin was not angry in his heart, he also fixed his tone, lowered his head and asked, the voice over there listened to this, but it was a pause, and then he said slowly: "Obey the heavens, enjoy the respect of the world, receive the courtesy of the world, and obtain the cultivation of all the people, it is inaction, it is the destiny of heaven." ”

"If it is inaction, what will be the world like?" "Governing by inaction and obeying the fate of the heavens, wouldn't it be to let yourself accept your fate, Zhang Dixin was annoyed when he heard this, and raised his head and asked.

This look up, Zhang Dixin felt a burst of dizziness, in front of Ling standing alone, is the sinking fish and geese, the moon and the shy flowers, are not enough to describe the beauty, the country and the city, the national color and the fragrance are slightly inferior, that kind of beauty is difficult to describe, but also a kind of attractive beauty, look at it, then reluctant to leave!

It's not good, I've been fooled! Zhang Dixin secretly shouted that it was not good, but the distracting thoughts here were spreading, like a surging river, and they were out of control at the first moment!

Zhang Dixin tried his best to restrain himself, but he couldn't help but blush, the evil thoughts here were even stronger, and his body couldn't help but move forward, walking towards the beautiful Taoist, who saw the Son of Heaven coming, but he smiled slightly, and a silk Luo slipped down, which was a burst of women's fragrance.

This...... Zhang Dixin even felt that his body was not his own at this time, and the psychedelic images were getting heavier and heavier, and even in his mind, there were more scenes of slight fire and intestinal battles, even if he resisted with luck, it had no effect!

When the beautiful Taoist saw this, he slowly fell down, his sleeves fluttered, and he danced slowly in the near place, moving and moving, showing his charming color, with a smile and a smile, all of which were eternal tenderness, Zhang Dixin restrained himself with his heart, even if he bit the tip of his tongue, he couldn't escape the illusion!

"How are you like this?" the beautiful Taoist danced slowly, but held a golden pen in his hand, and gently leaned into Zhang Dixin's ear and said, "How about this?"

No, no! As soon as this pen falls, there is no room for looping! Zhang Dixin shouted in his heart, and the Lingtai acupoint was clear for a while, and then he frowned: "Who are you, how do you disturb the minds of the widows!"

As soon as the beautiful Taoist saw that the Son of Heaven was clear, his brows furrowed, and he secretly twisted the spell, his long sleeves danced, and his posture became more ethereal, so he wiped it in front of Zhang Dixin, and it was even more foggy, and he didn't know why.

Zhang Dixin's Qingming that had just been restored disappeared in an instant, only to feel that his brain was in a mess, and his hands and feet were even more uncontrollable, like puppets, he actually stepped forward slowly and said to everyone: "Take pen and ink!"

The attendant didn't know what the Son of Heaven wanted, and he didn't dare to be disobedient, so he could only hurriedly take it and offer it, Zhang Dixin held Zihao, and shouted in his heart that it was not good, that is, he refused to write anyway, and the beautiful Taoist frowned, but he didn't expect this Son of Heaven to be so disobedient, and it seemed that it would take some effort.

The figure of the beautiful Taoist person flashed, fell behind Zhang Dixin, and with a shake of his body, he disappeared, and a fine light flashed in Zhang Dixin's eyes, but he walked delicately to the front of the wall, and on the side wall, splashed ink!

Everyone saw it sideways, but it was not easy for the Son of Heaven to inscribe this poem, Wen Zhong and Bi Gan walked forward quickly, and pulled Zhang Dixin back, but unexpectedly his body was restrained, and he couldn't move!

"Ridiculous! It's ridiculous!" Bi Gan saw it, and shouted when he patted the case, pointing at the Son of Heaven and saying, "Nuwa is the righteous god of the ancients, how can she be so blasphemous!

Zhang Dixin Shangrong shouted, so suddenly he couldn't help but look at the wall, and his mind suddenly exploded:

Fengluanbao's tent scene is very, full of gold and gold makeup.

The distant mountains are flying emerald color, and the dancing sleeves reflect the glow dress.

The pear blossom is delicate with the rain, and the peony cage is smoky and charming.

But he has to be enchanting to move and take back the king of Changle.

I tried every possible way to take precautions, but I didn't expect this blasphemous poem to be mentioned after all!