Three hundred and twenty-one chapters lip language
"When the emperor looks at those tricks, he won't think they are some great magic, right?" Han Du spread his hands and said with a smile.
Lao Zhu sneered, obviously agreeing with Han Du's statement.
Seeing this, Han Du continued to explain: "So, even if Wei Chen sees something that is difficult to understand for a while, he will not think that it is some kind of magic or an incomprehensible power. It is like a prophet who predicts the future.
If Wei Chen saw with his own eyes that someone could predict the future, I would not think that he really has such ability, but would think that there might be some human factors behind it."
After hearing this, Lao Zhu's face suddenly sank and he asked: "What? You said that there is a fortune teller, is someone playing tricks on you?"
"Out of ten." Han Du chuckled, picked up the teacup and took a sip.
Lao Zhu stood up suddenly, with an extremely serious face, and walked back and forth in front of Han Du several times. Suddenly he said: "Then I will also tell you a story. You can listen and see if there is any inside story in it."
Han Du nodded, "Your Majesty, please speak."
Naturally, he knew nothing about doctor Han Du, but Han Du was somewhat confident about uncovering the tricks of charlatans and liars.
Lao Zhu paused, as if recollecting something, and then slowly said after a moment: "One day, I summoned a minister to meet. I was eating sesame cakes at that time, and just took a bite. On a whim, I used a bowl to eat the sesame cakes.
Cover it. When the minister comes in, I will ask him what is covered under the bowl. What do you think he said?"
The more Han Du listened, the more he felt that this story was very familiar. Looking at Lao Zhu's questioning eyes, Han Du replied with a strange look: "Half like the sun and half like the moon, was one bitten by a golden dragon? The emperor said that
Is this person sincere?"
Han Du then recalled, who was the legendary figure of the Ming Dynasty? "Zhuge Liang divides the world into three parts, and Liu Bowen dominates the country." Han Du really didn't think of Liu Bowen when Lao Zhu said that there was a prophet of uncertainty. Of course, it doesn't mean that Han Du forgot about it.
Liu Bowen is the person, but Han Du really treats things like predicting the future as the nonsense of liars. Even Liu Bowen is the same. Don't look at Liu Bowen's things that are so miraculous, there is no such thing as a pancake song
Changes over hundreds of years in later generations have been estimated, but these are just the opinions of individual enthusiasts. In fact, there is nothing that can be confirmed.
"Have you heard about this too?" Lao Zhu glanced at Han Du calmly.
Han Du didn't know how to answer for a moment. When he didn't know who he was targeting at first, he could naturally speak frankly freely, but now that he knew it was Liu Bowen, then...
This is not because Han Du is afraid of Liu Bowen, who is known as the best in divination. Han Du has never been afraid of Liu Bowen's predictions.
Han Du was afraid of Lao Zhu.
Han Du still knew that Liu Bowen made great contributions with Lao Zhu. Although Liu Bowen was only named a sincerity uncle in the end, it did not mean that he had no status in Lao Zhu's heart and was marginalized. From then on, Lao
When Zhu faced major national affairs, he would almost always ask Liu Bowen for inquiries. Liu Bowen still held great weight in Lao Zhu's heart.
If Lao Zhu looked at Liu Bowen in his heart and firmly believed in Liu Bowen's calculations, but Han Du insisted on saying that the prophet was a lie, wouldn't he be asking for trouble?
"I've heard this before, but I always thought it was just rumors. I never thought it would be a real thing..." Han Du answered slowly, speaking carefully.
Look at Lao Zhu's face and be prepared to shut up if something goes wrong to avoid causing trouble for yourself.
"This matter is absolutely true. I want to ask you, what do you think about this matter?" Lao Zhu nodded to indicate that it was true.
Han Du hesitated for a while, lowered his head and said nothing.
Lao Zhu lowered his eyes and understood why Han Du hesitated. He immediately spoke to comfort him: "I said, no matter what you say today, I will pardon you."
When Han Du heard what Lao Zhudu said, he knew that he couldn't hide, so he had to bite the bullet and replied: "Then I have the guts to say it? I want to guess the emperor without knowing anything.
What is placed under the bowl is completely impossible. In fact, in my opinion, this matter is very simple, it is nothing more than someone tipping him off."
"Tell me the news?" Lao Zhu sneered when he heard this, "This is impossible! When I thought about it, he had already walked outside the palace gate. The time he walked from the palace gate to me was very short. It was impossible for anyone to
It is impossible for anyone to contact him, let alone talk to him, so how can they inform him?"
If it was a tip-off, I couldn't have been unaware of it at the time. It was simply impossible to tip the tip off in such a short period of time and do it under my own nose.
You must know that although there are people waiting in Fengtian Hall, they are all standing on the edge of the hall, very far away from the center. If you want to send a message, whether you make gestures or tell someone aloud, they will be noticed immediately.
Regarding Lao Zhu's rebuttal, Han Du didn't take it to heart and asked with a smile: "It is not necessary to speak to inform someone. It can also be done silently."
"How to do it?" Lao Zhu couldn't help but feel a sinking heart when he heard Han Du say that information could be reported silently, because if there really was such a method, he must have been fooled at that time.
Han Du did not hide anything, and explained to Lao Zhu, "There is a kind of trick in the capital called ventriloquism. One person can imitate various sounds of birds and frogs, and the people are amazed every time."
This kind of ventriloquism is called ventriloquism."
Lao Zhu didn't care about ventriloquism and asked Han Du doubtfully, "Of course I've seen this kind of trick before, but what does it have to do with informing people?"
Although this ventriloquism technique is magical, it has nothing to do with silent reporting.
"Ventriloquism has nothing to do with tipping off, but another type of lip language related to ventriloquism has something to do with tipping off." Han Du said with a smile.
Seeing that Lao Zhu was confused, he continued to explain: "The so-called lip reading, as the name suggests, does not require making sounds. You only need to see the movements of other people's lips when they speak, and you can know the content of what the other person said."
"You don't need to make a sound, you just need to see other lips to know what others are saying? Is this really possible? Is it really so magical?" Lao Zhu asked in disbelief. It was actually Han Du's.