I didn’t even have the heart to listen to the afternoon sermon, so everyone went back to their homes.
Tang Jing, the Duke of Dai, entered the study, and Tang Xi and Tang Shao stood up.
"Brother."
"Father."
Tang Jing nodded and asked, "What did you gain today?"
Tang Xi and Tang Shao looked at each other, and Tang Xi said first: "The Holy Master met Master Ignorance alone, and no one knows what he said. After coming out, he didn't look happy. On the way back, he asked Chang Zhengming to buy Zuibailou.
Huadiao..."
Tang Jing turned the ring on his hand and showed a playful expression: "If you are in the mood to buy Huadiao, is this what you wanted?"
Tang Xi nodded: "The Holy One loves fine wine, but if he is in a bad mood, he will just drink a few cups at will. If he is in a good mood, he has to choose the kind. The flower carvings of Zuibailou and the delicate yellow of Ruyifang are his favorites.
"
"Erlang, what do you think?"
Tang Shao said: "When I met Master Ignorance, before he opened his mouth, he said that he would not interfere in the affairs of the family and the country."
"So you didn't ask for his hexagram?"
Tang Shao looked guilty: "I only asked for a hexagram for myself."
"What are the hexagrams?"
Tang Shao paused and said everything.
Tang Jing showed a subtle expression: "The fate of seven kills..."
I don't know that the fate approved by the master sounded very fierce, but Tang Jing knew that most of the powerful officials in history deserved this fate.
Great wealth, great honor, great evil.
Anyone who has become a powerful minister will either rise to the top and change the world in one step, or he will not be able to cross over and usher in the liquidation of imperial power. There is no third way.
Tang Shao's fate sounds very bad, but it is a very good result for the Tang family.
This shows that the power of the Tang family has continued to the next generation.
As for whether he could really ascend to heaven, Tang Jing didn't really believe in fate.
No master will say with certainty that you will be an emperor in the future.
——The Gao family is not cold yet!
Tang Jing said: "Erlang, when you come back this time, you don't have to leave, right? It's time for you to change your idle position."
Tang Shao was startled: "This..."
"It's hard to support a tree alone. To make a family prosperous, all of you must excel. Just your eldest brother is not enough."
Tang Shao remained silent.
"Think about it carefully."
…
I don't know if the master is slowly packing up the scriptures on the desk.
As he is over eighty years old, his movements are inevitably slow, especially when he tidies up so carefully.
When I was finally packing up the hexagram tube, a voice rang out: "Old monk, you have calculated so many hexagrams for others, have you done it for yourself?"
The unknown master paused for a moment and answered the question incorrectly: "Fifty years have passed and you are finally here!"
"After fifty years, you finally took out that thing."
The unknown master turned around and looked at the person who suddenly appeared in the Buddhist hall.
A man in his forties or fifties, tall and with a resolute face.
If not Tang Jing, the Duke of Dai, who could he be?
Behind him were several dead soldiers dressed in black, as silent as a rock, but with murderous intent.
Tang Jing looked at Master Ignorance, with a hint of ridicule on his lips: "You have been practicing hard in closed doors for these years, and I thought you really ignored the world of mortals, but you still can't help it? If you had known this, why not just give the thing to you?
Me?"
The master slowly sat down on the futon and said, "My lord, the Tang family is at the height of its power, why do we need this thing? This is not a good thing."
"In that case, what are you doing for the little emperor?" Tang Jing took a step forward and said coldly, "When Qian Yan was defeated, our Tang family and the Gao family were on equal footing. It was your hexagram that forced our Tang family to
I am humbled. Are you still on the side of the Gao family today?"
The unknown master calmly said: "Back then, when the Jiang family was rising, if there was another dispute between the Tang family and the Gao family, the world would definitely belong to the Jiang family. Therefore, your father and Emperor Taizu made an agreement to divide the priorities according to hexagrams. This was agreed by both parties, Lao Na
Have a clear conscience."
"So what about today? What do you mean by giving something to the little emperor?"
I wonder if the master said: "If you give it to him, will the Duke lose? This is the property of Emperor Taizu. If you give it to his descendants, it will just return it to its original owner."
"What a good return to the original owner." Tang Jing walked forward slowly and sat in front of Master Ignorance, "Then Master, do you still remember that you owed me a hexagram to the Tang family?"
The unknown master raised his cloudy eyes and looked at Tang Jing, who was staring at him.
That was fifty years ago, and now the Duke Dai was just born, and sitting in front of him was the former head of the Tang family.
The two families of Gaotang competed, and it was up to him to figure out who had the emperor's order.
He counted the Gao family first, so the Gao family became the masters of the Chu Kingdom.
That hexagram of the Tang family has never been calculated.
Now, Tang Jing was sitting in front of him, staring at him eagerly.
This hexagram has to be paid back.
The master sighed deeply and pushed out the hexagram tube: "My lord, please."
Tang Jing slightly restrained the killing intent in his eyes and shook the hexagram tube.
The copper coin fell down and landed on the table.
I don't know if the master is slowly arranging the hexagrams.
"How is it? Do we, the Tang family, have the emperor's orders?" When Tang Jing said this, he leaned forward, and the tone of his voice was more pressing than questioning, which seemed to mean that he would not be able to live without it.
"This hexagram does not belong to the Duke of the country."
"Oh?" Tang Jing narrowed his eyes.
The unknown master continued: "There are signs of civil strife."
"What civil unrest?"
"Filial civil strife."
Tang Jing's hand was already on the sword.
"After civil strife, hidden dragons can be seen."
Tang Jing smiled slowly and moved his hand away from the sword. The next moment, the sword was unsheathed with a "swish" sound.
With just one strike of the sword, the sharp edge passed by, and the old man's head fell off.
"The reason I haven't killed you in the past few years is because you have something in your hand. Now that you don't have it, what are you still doing?"
Tang Jing stood up, slowly wiped the blood off the sword, and said, "Take it away."
"yes."
When he walked out of the temple, a fire was lit and the body of Master Ignorance was engulfed.
Soon, the monks from Tochiji Temple discovered it.
"It's gone! It's gone! Go put out the fire!"
The monks rushed to the small Buddhist hall, where the pond holding the merit lotus was almost drained, and the fire was finally put out.
However, the small Buddhist hall has been completely burned, leaving only a pile of ashes of the master.
…
Tang Jing, the Duke of Dai, stepped into the main courtyard and turned the ring on his hand as he walked.
"The Duke is back?" The wife heard the maid's report and hurriedly came out to greet him.
Tang Jing changed his clothes under her service and said, "I want to tell Erlang not to leave and find a real job for him."
Mrs. Tang's hands that were twisting the handkerchief froze for a moment, and she continued after a while.
The maids had all left, and there were only the husband and wife in the room.
Tang Jing took the handkerchief and wiped his hands, and said: "If you really don't like him, just ignore him. Don't always find fault with him."
Mrs. Tang remained silent and turned around to make the bed.
"Erlang is already so old, he will be Dalang's helper in the future." Tang Jing paused, "Even if his temperament doesn't match yours, the elders should be more tolerant."
Mrs. Tang suddenly turned her head: "Am I not tolerant? If I were not tolerant, I would not have allowed him to be born! If I were not tolerant, he would not be alive today! Tang Jing, don't forget the name of his legitimate son.