He was already a monk in the realm of hearing and vision. He walked slowly and guessed something based on careful observation and scattered words floating in his ears.
Yu Xian glanced thoughtfully at an official office at the end.
Then, he looked at Li Su's face.
Li Su turned his head away in a hurry, pretending not to care at all.
Yu Xian had a general idea.
When he arrived at the Shaofu Yamen Office, an attendant came up to ask for his name.
As Yu Xian's subordinate, Li Su stepped forward to answer the question.
The attendant smiled and said, "Master Shaofu has been waiting for a long time."
Yu Xian immediately and unhurriedly opened his robe sleeves and entered the Shaofu Yamen leisurely.
Although Yu Xian, the Imperial Master, has a special status, since Dong Zhuo bestowed the silver seal and green ribbon on him, he should be almost on the same level as the Shaofu, who is the Nine Ministers.
Yu Xian came to the door as a guest, so Fang Ping did not need any special greeting.
When he stepped into the young master's house, Yu Xian's instincts fluctuated slightly.
This fluctuation is similar to a restriction, but seems to be a little different.
Yu Xian looked around slowly and saw many officials coming and going in the Shaofu Yamen Office. From time to time, someone would enter the main hall carrying a large bundle of bamboo slips.
Yu Xian was not surprised. As the royal purse, the Young Master only specialized in salt and iron, and the profits from lakes, rivers, ponds and lakes were accounted for every day. It was reasonable for him to be so busy.
After the attendants went to report the matter, they came to invite Yu Xian inside.
Yu Xian entered the main hall leisurely, looked up and saw Fang Ping sitting high at the head.
He closed his eyes and seemed to be sleeping, while dozens of abacus were flying around him.
The abacus slowly rotated around Fang Ping, while it seemed to be controlled by someone, constantly moving the counting beads on it. The sound of the jade beads not only was not noisy and messy, but was crisp and sweet, like a series of raindrops.
Yu Xian did not dare to disturb Fang Ping and silently found a place to sit down.
Yu Xian was not surprised by the empty abacus. It was mentioned in "Shu Shu Ji Yi" written in the late Eastern Han Dynasty that "the abacus controls the four o'clock and the three latitude and longitude."
In addition, at the end of the Western Han Dynasty, the time traveler Wang Mang even made a vernier caliper, so abacus was no problem.
After a while, Fang Ping, who was dozing with his eyes closed, said lightly, "That's right."
Floating around Fang Ping, constantly calculating the abacus, the jade beads returned to their original positions, making a frightening sonorous sound.
A civil servant who knelt down respectfully in front of the case immediately stepped forward, rolled up the spread bamboo slips, held them in his arms and walked away quickly.
Fang Ping opened his eyes and saw Yu Xian.
A smile appeared on his face, he sat up and straightened his clothes, "How come the Imperial Master has time to come to my place today?"
With that said, Fang Ping waved his hand, signaling for all the other servants to leave.
Yu Xian waited until everyone left, then smiled and said, "My disciple must have told Mr. Fang what I meant. I have accepted Mr. Fang's favor, so I naturally want to come and thank you."
Fang Ping laughed. He gently flicked his sleeves on the case, and the abacus floating in the air were neatly stacked in front of him.
"It's no big deal about these little things. Besides, you and I have the same interests. Helping you means helping me."
Both of them are anti-Dong faction, so it's hard to say who helped whom in this matter.
If the princes of Guandong can really take the opportunity to follow Taoist Banshan to break through Chenggao Tianbi, then Fang Ping will definitely be happy to see it happen.
Yu Xian's heart moved.
Rather than counting on the unreliable Li Su, it would be better to inquire with this Fang Ping.
He pondered for a moment.
He said softly, "It would be easier to handle things if they were just like this. It's just that I had a whim yesterday and vaguely felt something was wrong. So I made some calculations..."
Fang Ping also has some cultivation, so he naturally knows the secrets of Taoist mysticism.
Hearing this, his heart tightened involuntarily, and he asked, "How is the hexagram?"
Yu Xian deliberately hesitated for a while and then said, "It's not difficult to disassemble the hexagrams. The meaning behind them is like an eagle striking the palace..."
When Fang Ping heard this, his eyes suddenly became dark.
The goshawk striking the palace was a vision of heaven and earth that occurred when Li was about to assassinate Prince Qingji.
Yu Xian compared this to this, and the meaning is self-evident.
Fang Ping lowered his voice and asked, "Who will take action?"
Yu Xian did not mince words, "Yesterday I had a long conversation with the talented people of the Xun family. If my prediction is correct, I am afraid it should be him."
Fang Ping frowned after hearing this, "Xun Gongda should not be a reckless person."
Yu Xian didn't care at all about Fang Ping's suspicion.
He smiled and said, "I am not a good scholar, so if I make a mistake in my calculations, I am afraid that there is something wrong."
Only then did Fang Ping react. He quickly said with a smile, "No, Fang is not doubting the imperial master. It's just that Xun Gongda is very wise in his daily life and should not do such stupid things."
When Yu Xian mentioned this matter, it was just a conversation.
He took the opportunity and said, "If Xun Gongda really wants to plan this matter with others, I wonder if we can do anything to help."
"This..." Fang Ping hesitated.
He said with some embarrassment, "The Imperial Master should also know that we, Fang, are not good at fighting. Even if we have the will, I am afraid that we are unable to do so. Then Dong Zhuo has Lu Bu guarding him every day, and there are many Xiliang generals to support him. Even if we suddenly
If you launch an attack, I'm afraid you'll just get yourself killed."
"Yes." Yu Xian nodded, and he took advantage of the situation and said, "I do want to help, but today I heard from Li Su that there are many restrictions in this palace. If I take action rashly, I'm afraid I will end up in the tiger's mouth."
"Restriction?" Fang Ping had a look of disappointment on his face after hearing this.
He sighed, "If the ban was still as powerful as before, I would have persuaded Zhang Wen to kill the Dong thief! Unfortunately, in order to wipe out the ten permanent servants, Zhang Wen cooperated with Yuan Shu to attack the imperial city and took the initiative to close the Armillary Sphere.
That Yuan Shu was so abominable, he burned and killed all the way, cut off his Qi, and destroyed most of the restrictions in the imperial city. Although the remaining restrictions still have some power, I'm afraid they can't do anything to Lu Bu."
Yu Xian was secretly happy after hearing this.
If so, as long as the loopholes in the ban are found, the treasure theft may be extremely smooth.
Yu Xian pretended to be regretful, "Is this so? When I entered the Shaofu's official residence before, I clearly felt the power of the restriction. I thought the restriction in the palace was intact."
Fang Ping shook his head and sighed, "There is not even one out of ten. Especially that side of the North Palace, where the harem and concubines are..."
Speaking of this, Fang Ping showed a look of resentment on his face, and he yelled angrily, "Then Dong Zhuo!"
After just saying three words, his face was full of embarrassment and shame.
Yu Xian is not that sympathetic.
He wrote this down secretly.
The weakest restriction in the Han Palace was the Beigong, where the emperor's concubines and concubines were. If they failed to steal the imperial seal, they could escape from the Beigong.