"Hasn't the young master woken up yet?" Song Wen stepped into Pan Hao's room and asked Yuxiang who was waiting on the side.

"Master, the young master has been sleeping for three days and three nights. The doctor who invited him said that the pulse was normal, but the young master has not shown any signs of waking up yet!" Yuxiang replied with red eyes and a hoarse voice.

Yuxiang is Song Yu's maid who bought back to serve Song Yu since she was a child, although Song Yu has become misbehaving over the years, and she goes to spend time and drink at every turn, but she still cherishes Yuxiang as she did back then. It makes this maid grateful, and she has always done her best for Song Yu.

"Well, do you really want my Song family's vein to be extinct!" Song Wen's sideburns and silver hair were a lot more numerous. Although he has married a house over the years, he has given birth to all female babies, and his body is no longer young. The chance of conceiving a child is getting less and less, Song Yu can now be regarded as a lone seedling, if there are three long and two short, the Song family's vein is broken in his own hands.

"Master, master!" a hurried shout rang out. A servant dressed as a housekeeper walked in quickly.

"What are you yelling about!" Song Wen scolded angrily, instantly regaining the majesty of the head of the family.

"Master, there is a blind Taoist priest who said that he has a way to make the young master wake up!" The family was angrily reprimanded by Song Wen, and immediately swallowed and vomited, Song Wen's majesty is not idle in the Song Mansion.

"Well, don't invite me soon!" Although Song Wen was suspicious in his heart, he didn't want to miss a glimmer of hope, and ordered excitedly.

"Yes, it's the master!" the family hurriedly went over to bring the old man over.

A few minutes later, a blind old man appeared in front of Song Wen's eyes. I saw that this old Taoist was dressed in a somewhat whitish robe, with Tai Chi gossip painted on the robe, with hair tied on the top of his head, white eyebrows, but no wrinkles on his face, as smooth and ruddy as baby skin. Although his eyes are closed, he has his own measure between walking, like a normal person with his eyes open.

"Dao Chief, do you really have a way to save the child?" Song Wen felt slightly relieved in his heart, this old Taoist should be the legendary strange man.

"Don't worry, don't worry, this is a happy event for the children of the Ru family, don't worry!" Lao Dao looked at Pan Hao and said lightly.

"Why is this?" Song Wen was shocked when he heard this, now Pan Hao obviously had a strange illness, and he didn't wake up for three days and three nights, and he actually said that it was a happy event, and this old man had to come to make trouble.

"This son was originally noble and hidden, but now he is full of luxury, rushing to the heavenly spirit, and there is a vision outside the house, and the layman can go out to have a look. It's just that this son can't adapt to the erection of luxury for a while, and he has only been asleep for three days, and only after waking up, he will be able to rejuvenate the lintel of your Song family. When Song Wen heard this, he immediately walked out of the house to watch.

At this time, the sky is cloudy and cloudy, and there is no daylight. There is no vision. Song Wen looked at the old Taoist priest with some annoyance. Yuxiang couldn't help but pout.

"Ha Luha, how can mortals see visions with the naked eye?" Lao Dao waved his hand, and a red light fell on the eyes of the two people, boom, the two looked up.

At this time, I saw that above the roof, the clouds were colorful, and the purple gas was formed into a canopy and hung down. Suddenly, the vision disappeared, turning into purple light and projecting into Pan Hao's house, and the room was suddenly filled with red light, and a dragon chant was faintly heard. But in the blink of an eye, it was all gone.

"Ha Luha, it's here, the old man will go first!" the blind old man said loudly and drifted away.

"Quick, come into the house and have a look!" The two hurriedly walked into Pan Hao's room, only to see that Pan Hao had opened his fluffy eyes, yawned, and strangely saw the two of them hurriedly walking in.

"Sure enough, as the Taoist said, the rise of the Song family will be in Yu'er in the future?" Song Wen muttered incredulously.

"Father, why are you here!" Pan Hao asked when he got out of bed.

Yuxiang, the maid, hurriedly explained to Pan Hao about drinking and falling asleep, Pan Hao was stunned, marveling at how he had slept for so long, and he would no longer be greedy for cups in the future, and so on.

And Song Wen remembered what Lao Tao said, and carefully observed Pan Hao, and sure enough, he found that it was a little different from usual. Pan Hao's eyes were bright at this time, his appearance was outstanding, and he had a convincing bearing between his behavior. After a few casual reprimands, Song Wen left, today's old words and the occurrence of visions have already confused him.

If you want Chen Sheng and Wu Guang to revolt back then, in order to enhance the appeal of the uprising, you will be in the belly of the fish. The pawn buys fish to cook, and gets the book in the belly of the fish, which is strange. In the cong ancestral hall next to Wu Guangzhi, there was a bonfire at night, and the fox shouted "Da Chuxing, King Chen Sheng".

There was also Liu Bang, the Taizu of the Han Dynasty, who beheaded the White Snake and rebelled, claiming to be the son of the Red Emperor. And Tang Taizong Li Shimin, Fang was four years old, and a scholar said to Gaozu: 'The public is in the law, and the nobles are also, but there must be noble sons.' And when he saw Taizong, he said: "The posture of the dragon and phoenix, the watch of the sky, and the crowns of its year, will be able to help the world and the people." 'The scholar resigned, and the ancestor was afraid of his words, so that people chased and killed him, and did not know where he was going, because he thought he was a god. It is the words of the people, and the name is the people of the world.

All kinds of momentum are just to show one thing, that is, he is the son of the people and the king of the world. Now Pan Hao is naturally learning from these momentum to create a foundation for public opinion in the future.

And after that day, Pan Hao really behaved differently than usual, treating people and things warmly and politely. Do things in a measured way, swaying freely. As if he was a different person, and Pan Hao's transformation was coupled with the spread of visions, he was amazed, and the old-fashioned comments when setting up the stall were also turned out by everyone, and it suddenly became a strange thing, and Pan Hao was also covered with a layer of mystery in everyone's hearts.

Pan Hao looked at the void carefully, and saw that there were a lot of white qi luck connected to the top of his head, and the life grid that he originally threw himself into was light red, with the strength of the lord of a county. These rumors can't add much to themselves now, but in the future, I'm afraid they will be able to reach 200,000 male soldiers, Pan Hao thought to himself.

On the other side, where the Qingyu County deity is located, Pan Hao's god deity has been waiting and waiting for luck in the past few days. Although it is too far away from Kyoto to directly observe the qi, only the central government has a problem, and the influence is also significant in the local prefectures, so Pan Hao can only observe the changes in the fortune of each prefecture to speculate on the changes in Kyoto and other places.

In the two counties, the black qi has gradually become thicker, and the luck of the imperial court has gradually loosened and weakened. It is rumored that the refugees in Qingzhou have formed a big rebellion from the original small uprising, attacking the city everywhere, burning and looting after entering, like locusts in transit.

General Yu Yuan is sending troops to suppress it, but Qingzhou is already like a rag, raging by dozens of rebel refugees, three of which have gathered more than 100,000 people, slightly achieving the climate.

In China, since ancient times, the gods and monks have rarely participated in the war war, not because they don't want to, but because there are all kinds of soldiers, iron-blooded and humane luck, and they will suppress the abilities of the gods and monks.

Suppressing the gods and monks like an ordinary person will not play much role in the battle situation at all, and the huge power of cause and effect can even knock them down from the altar, and the Jindan Yuan God will be broken and never be reborn, which is what they are most afraid of.

However, there are many evil cultivators who take the opportunity to fish in troubled waters, they do not participate in the conquest and Yi Ding, but they can take advantage of the decline of the imperial court's luck now. However, these small nights will not be a climate after all, once the humanitarian luck hits, they are just local chickens and dogs, not worth mentioning......

Now Pan Hao's Shinto is weak, and it won't have much impact on the battle situation, and the war will continue together, I'm afraid I can't help myself.