On a dark and windy night, a four-person sedan came out of the north gate of Lin'an City and headed straight for Guashan. The soldiers guarding the city saw that it was the sedan of the imperial censor, opened the city gate and hurriedly sent the censor prince off.
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When we arrived at Guashan, the sky was already twilight, and the fog in the mountain forest gradually dissipated. The smoke clouds continued to gather in the sky, and the quiet fragrance of wild flowers evenly filled the air. The woods were tall, thick, tall and graceful, and there was a stone step under the trees.
Winding up the mountain, there is a simple Taoist temple in the green mist on the top of the mountain. On the plaque of the Taoist temple are the three characters "Qingyang Temple" written in thin gold by Zhao Ji, Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty.
Liu Minqi, the master of Qingyang Guanzhong, was a disciple of Zhang Jixian, the 30th generation descendant of Zhang Tianshi. Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty named Zhang Jixian "Mr. Xu Jing", and Emperor Wuzong named him "Mr. Xu Jing Xuantong Hongwu Zhenjun". Zhang Jixian received Song Huizong's title
However, he wanted to dilute the favor. He was happy to be at ease in the mountains and practice Taoism quietly. The disciples he accepted were Wu Zhenyang, Wang Daojian, Liu Minqi and others who were famous in the world. Liu Minqi was a master of Taoism and was proficient in the Five Elements and Bagua.
He can control the wind and rain, but he has a bad hobby - being obsessed with money, so he has never been liked by Zhang Jixian.
The prince himself knocked on the door, and a seven or eight-year-old Taoist boy opened the door with sleepy eyes: "Buddha Amitayus, is the donor here to offer incense? Or to fulfill a wish?"
"Little Master, I'm specifically looking for Master Liu Tian. I would like to trouble Little Master to send a message."
"Donor, it's not even the fifth watch yet, and the grand master hasn't gotten up yet. Donor, why don't you go in and drink tea and wait."
"Okay then, please lead the way, young master." Wang Ziqi left the bearer outside the temple and followed the Taoist boy into Qingyang Temple alone. Most of the Taoist priests in the temple had not gotten up yet, and there were only twos and threes in the kitchen.
The Taoist priest was busy. As the little Taoist boy arrived in the flower hall, Wang Ziqi took out the greeting card and handed it to the Taoist boy: "When Master Liu gets up, I'd like to have you give this to Master Tian."
The Taoist boy resigned, leaving the prince alone in the flower hall. The prince was extremely anxious now, but he had no choice but to think about yesterday's nightmare and he couldn't help but feel frightened again.
The prince kept pacing back and forth in the flower hall, looking at the door countless times. A burst of hearty laughter came from outside the flower hall only after three o'clock in the morning: "Your Majesty, the Royal Censor is here. Liu Laodao has neglected this distinguished guest. I apologize for neglecting you."
I apologize. I wonder why the Censor came today?" Opening the hall door, an old Taoist wearing a Gehuang Taoist robe, with white hair and a childlike face, walked in.
"Just because Mr. Wang was trapped by a nightmare last night, he came here to ask Master Liu for advice."
"Haha, Heavenly Master Liu Laodao is ashamed of himself. Master Wang has died of old age. Master Wang, do you want me to interpret your dream?"
Wang Ziqi saw that there was no one around, and picked up the brocade box from the table: "It's a small thought, but I hope Daoist Master Liu will accept it if it's not respectful. I just want to ask the Taoist Master to interpret the dream."
Liu Minqi opened the brocade box lightly and his eyes suddenly shone. "Master Wang, you are too polite. Haha, I deserve this. Master Wang, tell me your dream and I will take care of it."
Come." The prince told Liu Minqi everything about the dream except for his rebellion.
"There are many ghosts around. The eight little ghosts are undoubtedly the night wandering gods, and the female ghost is the murdered imperial prisoner. But I don't know where the black man is from. Can Mr. Wang tell me his birth date?"
Wang Ziqi hurriedly reported his birth date, and Liu Minqi counted it with his fingers. His brows were knitted into knots, and he kept sighing. "Master Wang, are you going to do something big this year?"
"Taoist Master, can this big thing be accomplished?"
"There are too many variables in the four pillars of the horoscope, and the success or failure of major events is only half. But I have calculated that Mr. Wang's life span is about to end."
"Ah, does the Taoist priest have any idea?"
"It's not possible to change one's life by borrowing one's life. I just have to work for the Netherworld Division. Well," said the Taoist priest Liu Minqi with a troubled look on his face, rubbing his chin with his fingers.
"Taoist Priest, didn't you say that money can make the world go round?"
"Haha, Lord Wang, have you ever heard of the Zangmingzhe?"
"Hidden fate?"
"Since Emperor Yao, in the Lixia and Shang dynasties, there has been a man named Peng Zu. It turns out that Peng Zu and Chen Tuan are both in charge of affairs around the Jade Emperor in the Heavenly Palace. One is in charge of the life and death book of the gods, and the other is in charge of the merit book.
One day, Chen Tuan said to Peng Zu: "I am overworked and want to have a good sleep. If there is anything important, please wake me up." Peng Zu replied: "Okay, you can go to sleep without worries!" When Peng Zu saw Chen
Tuan went to bed and wanted to take this opportunity to visit the mortal world. One day, he changed the list of the book of life and death on behalf of Chen Tuan, and found that his name was also on it. Peng Zu thought: No, what if I go to the mortal world and be captured by the Jade Emperor?
If he found out, he would send someone to recall me soon. He had an idea and tore off the page with the name "Peng Zu" in the book of life and death, twisted it into a paper rope and stapled it to the book. From then on, this book of life and death
When Peng Zu's name was nowhere to be found, he went to earth with peace of mind.
"I know this. Peng Zu lived for more than 800 years."
(According to legend, Peng Zu lived in the world and became a scholar-bureaucrat in the Shang Dynasty. He married forty-nine wives and gave birth to fifty-four sons. They all aged and died one by one, but Peng Zu was still young and strong, and acted freely and freely. When he married
After his fiftieth wife, he resigned from his job and traveled around the mountains to enjoy the scenery. It was not until the fiftieth wife turned from a young girl into an old woman that she settled in a small mountain village in Yijun County. At this time, Peng Zu was eight years old.
He is 100 years old. One night, while the couple was sleeping on the bed and chatting, his wife asked him: "I am about to die. Will you marry again after I die?" Peng Zu said without hesitation: "Of course.
I want to marry, otherwise who will accompany me!" The wife asked again: "Why do you never grow old? Isn't your name in the book of life and death?" Peng Zu laughed: "I will never die! In the book of life and death, I will never die.
There is my name, but they just can't find it." The wife then asked: "Then where is your name?" Peng Zu proudly told the truth. Only then did his wife understand the secret of Peng Zu's immortality.
After the death of the wife, she took off her mortal body and returned to the Heavenly Palace and told the story to the Jade Emperor. After hearing this, the Jade Emperor suddenly realized that he was destined to call the ancestor Chen Tuan quickly. Unexpectedly, Chen Tuan had not woken up at this time.
The emperor had no choice but to send two other messengers down to earth to find Peng Zu.
Due to the age, the messenger gods sent down did not recognize Peng Zu at all, and they searched for it for a long time without any news. The two messenger gods did not dare to return to the heavenly palace easily, so they had to travel around the world and ask around. One day, the two messenger gods came.
When he went to Pengcun, Yijun County, he took advantage of the carpenter's meal and stole a big saw. He went to the wheat field and sawed a hoe vigorously. Many villagers gathered around to watch. At this time, Peng Zu also came to watch.
People were chatting and talking, and Peng Zu also took the opportunity to sneer because of his old age and extensive experience: "I, Peng Zu, have lived for eight hundred years, and I have never seen anyone sawing." As soon as he finished speaking, the two messengers came to the rescue.
As soon as the saw was thrown away, Peng Zu was locked up on the spot. That night, Peng Zu passed away at the age of more than 800 years old.)
Liu Min prayed: "I know that the person in charge of life and death in the Netherworld Division today is Cui Yu. Haha, although I can't let him make a life-hiding fold for you, I can make him give it to you.
graft."
"Separating flowers from flowers and replacing trees with trees? I hope the Taoist Master will make it clear."
Liu Laodao smiled and said: "Don't you know that Mr. Wang has a scapegoat in the palace? Hahaha... When you return home, find two strong men and copy their birthdays and horoscopes to me.
After selecting a suitable horoscope, Pindao casts a spell to exchange Mr. Wang's horoscopes. If something happens, they will die on your behalf."
"Haha, the prince has thanked Daozhang Liu first. Later, I will send someone to give Daozhang Liu a hundred thousand taels of silver as a reward."
"One hundred thousand...two...silver..., Mr. Wang, don't worry. I will open the altar for you after the watch tonight. Mr. Wang, I have one more word to give to you. If great things are to come true, Xiao He will succeed, and Xiao He will fail."
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"Thank you, Taoist Master Liu, for reminding me. Mr. Wang will keep it in mind. If things come to pass, Taoist Master's benefits will be indispensable."
Wang Ziqi and Liu Minqi waited until noon before they got up from the sedan chair to say goodbye. As soon as they returned to the Imperial Palace, they heard that Zhou An, Luo Qingshan, and Bai Qixuan died suddenly in one night. The death was horrific... Wang Ziqi felt a severe cold and hurriedly made arrangements.
The men asked one by one and finally selected Li Mu and Niu Er, asked for their birthdays and horoscopes, gave them a sum of money, and sent them to rest at home for a month before returning to the Yushi Mansion. The two servants inexplicably got the money and went home.
Okay. After finishing all this, Wang Ziqi sent one hundred thousand taels of silver to Liu Laodao.