Drunken Exquisiteness

"History of the Heavenly Dynasty · Huailuan", Volume 12.

In the spring of the twenty-sixth year of Shengwu, Huailuan moved. Yingshui is high and waves, seeing different light, smelling sound like thunder. The land was cracked, the black water was surging, the city walls and houses were destroyed, and the towers and temples in both urban and rural areas were completely wiped out. The county envoy Yue Qingyun moved out of the people and evacuated the city, so that he did not cause a major disaster and only injured nine men and women.

The memorial report sent back from Huailuan overnight, Huailuan moved yesterday, and a corner of Lishan was smashed. A long ditch with a width of more than ten feet was opened in the city. The water of the Xingjiang River flooded it deep enough to carry ships. Before that, Ruxiang, not far from Huailuan, had already experienced a small-scale earthquake, because the mountain village was so remote that it had not been reported.

In Huailuan City, the houses of the people were severely damaged, and the original appearance of the city was almost invisible. However, because the county envoy Yue Qingyun mobilized the people to prevent and evacuate the day before, only nine people were injured. The nearby Xucheng, Qingchi, Mozhou, Hengcheng, Yuanji, Honggu counties all felt the tremor, but it was only slight in comparison. The collapse of the Chenghuang Temple in Qingchi County killed two people, and the others were injured. The tremor was also felt in the suburbs of Beijing, and there were no injuries.

In the morning of the next day, the Emperor of Heaven read the report in the Taiji Hall, frowning, and sighed: "This is not my fault. The politics have not been coordinated, so that the ground has issued a warning."

This is the king’s self-blaming words, but Feng Yan laughed and said: “The Sacred Heart is benevolent, clever to know the far, clear to observe the subtle, to follow the meaning of the sky, to know the people’s urgency, and to respond to disasters in time, has made the people avoid It is the blessing of Li Shu after a catastrophe. "Speaking like a spring breeze, and speaking appropriately, it was a disaster, but now it is a blessing.

The ministers can't help but keep up with the words of Saint Delongze, Yumin as the forerunner, the induction of heaven and man, and the timidity of the disaster. The emperor waved his hand, and ordered an internal currency of 300,000 yuan for relief, exemption from rent, and a reward for Huai Luan County Ambassador Yue Qingyun. Qing Chen wanted to take the disaster relief errand to Huailuan, and could stay at least three or two months, temporarily away from the center of heaven. The Emperor of Heaven did not approve, but sent King Zhan on the matter.

There are rewards for the Qintian Supervisor. Zhengqingwu walks from the front of Zhaojia Temple to the first level of officialdom. The reward is 50 ingots and 100 brocades. Shaoqing Guanyue and Fu Qianfei each rewarded thirty ingots of Yintongbao and fifty horses of silk and silk.

Wu Congzhao is a native of Bin County, Chenzhou. He served as the priest of the Qingtian Supervisor Zhengqing in the seventh year of Shengwu. In the past two decades, he was very alienated from the court. The Qingtian Supervisor was in charge of that year. Mr. Mo, a mentor and friend, strongly recommended, and now he has the thought of resigning. It's a pity that one of the two disciples around me is not talented enough, and the other is ambitious. They are both difficult to tune, and it is a pity that they want to be overwhelmed.

On this day, Wu Congzhao was in front of the Nine Heavens Universe Ceremony, and Shaoqing priest Guan Yue invited Sun Shi to see him. Wu Congzhao was a little strange, and stepped forward to greet him: "General Manager Sun has not come to the Qintian Supervisor some days, please sit inside."

Sun Shi smiled and said, "I can't sit for a long time. This time I'm annoying Mr. Wu." He took out an envelope from his sleeve, "There are two characters on the top, and I ask Mr. Wu to start the calculation."

Wu Congzhao took it, and said casually: "Who wants General Manager Sun to come here in person?"

Sun Shi folded his hand to the south and smiled. Wu Congzhao pulled out a piece of paper with a gold back. It was known that it came from the Zhiyuan Hall. He had already understood, and only asked, "What is it?"

Sun Shidao: "Marriage, marriage."

"Okay." Wu Congzhao nodded, "Please wait a moment." Ordering Guan Yue to accompany Sun Shi, he entered the room by himself.

Two birthdates were written on the paper: November, Renwu in Renzi Year, Yinshi, and Dingmao, Gengshen Year, July, Weishi three quarters. The pen is so strong that it seems to be the book of the Emperor of Heaven. Wu Congzhao only felt that the eight characters of the birthday were quite familiar.

When the hexagram came out, Wu Congzhao Ning looked at it, but was shocked: Qianzhi Dashi, Kun made a finished thing, and the hexagram was a sign that the dragon goes out to sea and Fengxiang is nine days. Not only is the marriage connected with the sky, but it also hides the meaning of the ruler. Frowning, thinking for a moment, got up and fetched the Ye clan genealogy in charge of the Qintian Supervisor, flipped through it, and said: "Yes!" In this November of the Ren Zi year, it was Ling at the moment. Wang Shengchen!

King Ling, Wu Congzhao took a deep breath, and immediately caught a pair of cold and deep eyes from the impression. Looking at him coldly for more than 20 years, this is an invisible master. If this hexagram is to be heard from the sky, the consequences will inevitably be unpredictable.

Over the years, Ling Wang Yu Zhan, Yu Zheng, and Yu Min have been in front of the calendar, and Wu Congzhao sits quietly in front of the hexagram, tapping his fingers on the table non-stop. After a while, I seemed to have made up my mind, lifted a pen to moisturize the ink, and wrote on the paper: "The image is in the middle, the couple is peaceful, respected as guests, and the family is safe." The last stroke paused slowly, and the ink was slightly bright. Reflecting the flat luster, extremely clear and extremely dark, it hits the bottom of my heart.

"Qianzhi Dashi, is Kun made a thing?" The pale gray figure stood in front of the pavilion with his hands in front of the pavilion, lining the surrounding spring. Mo Buping looked at the front leisurely and smiled meaningfully.

"Teacher..." Wu Congzhao raised his hand and lightly dusted a few drops of flowers floating on the stone table, and said.

"Congzhao."

"Oh, sir." Wu Congzhao shook his head helplessly, "Congzhao always treats Mr. as a teacher in his heart."

The corner of Mo Buping's mouth twitched slightly, and a clearly visible smile line appeared on his face: "Hurry to find me, so why do you think that?"

Wu Congzhao stood up and walked to him: "Students have never seen such a divination, so I want to ask him."

Mo Buping smiled and said, "On the hexagram image, you are more sophisticated than me."

"Students dare not." Wu Congzhao said, "Students know nothing more than fur, and I would like to ask Mr. to be free."

Do not look at the starry sky from afar: "Blue is better than blue because of blue. Since ancient times, you don't have to be modest. In recent years, have you gained something from the astrology?"

Wu Congzhao looked up at the celestial phenomena, and the night sky was so vast and vast as the stars. The vast and shining star sea is deep and unmeasurable, and it seems to contain the endless mysteries of the universe: "The pre-disaster of the sky, the students verified it a while ago." He said.

Mo Buping nodded, his eyes fixed on a distant and bright star: "Maybe you know the Emperor Star?"

Looking at Wu Congzhao, the bright stars seemed to have turned into a vast sea, containing everything in the world, which made people deeply fascinated and forgetful. Suddenly a frightening starlight suddenly appeared, and Wu Congzhao's whole body was shocked, and he woke up from that kind of wonderful prying: "Emperor Star is moving, enter the Purple Heaven Palace!"

"What else?" Mo Buping asked seemingly casual.

"Sir, please enlighten me." Wu Congzhao bowed, knowing this is hard to predict!

Under the starry sky, Mo Buping's seemingly dim eyes flashed an imperceptible light. At that moment, his whole person was a little bit bullish, and the deep shadows of flowers, branches and leaves around him seemed to be slightly frightened. The lone star governs the world, covering the purple with seven battles, where the light avoids the edge, and Jinyu clarifies. However, there is the brilliance of the alien stars that form the power of the double star town palace. Now its momentum is complete, no one can contain it!"

"Shuangxing Town Palace?" Wu Congzhao was quite astonished by the ancient hexagrams, "what happened next?"

There was a hint of emotion in the words: "Shuangxing Town Palace, the old man has been immersed in the astrology technique throughout his life, but he has only heard of it and never seen it. This is the magic of the number of days, and it is tempting. Ha ha, Cong Zhao, Your hexagrams have become more sophisticated."

U Benzhao seemed to be immersed in deep thoughts, suddenly remembering something, and said: "By the way, the hexagram of student was divination by General Sun by the will of the Holy Spirit."

"Oh?" Mo Buping raised his eyes to look at him, "You solved the hexagram?"

Wu Congzhao paused, and said: "Student... solved. But the book only submitted the couple's peaceful and respectful words as guests, nothing else."

Xifeng blew his face slightly, and the fragrant floral fragrance overflowed in the dense night, quiet and intoxicating, Mo Buping raised his pale eyebrows, and suddenly laughed: "God's will, God's will! How dare you make such a deceit Go up to the sky to listen?"

Wu Congzhao frowned and said: "The birth date of this hexagram should be from King Ling. King Ling is cold and solemn, but he seeks justice, handles political affairs, clear but not feminine, arrogant but not narrow-minded. Students have always respected him and are not willing to One hexagram is wrong."

Mo Buping smiled and said: "What's more, there are still people like Jiangnan Luqian, mad champion Du Junshu, and Nanshu Zuo Yuansun who have been dedicated to assisting them. Anything that is hard and stern and unreasonable is almost made up.

U Benzhao suddenly understood something. Her husband had been in Beijing for more than ten years, and it was not for no reason to return to heaven at this time! He immediately said sincerely: "Cong Zhao is willing to follow Mr."

"The old man just obeyed the sky." He said flatly.

"Students know." Ubenzhao said.

Mo Buping looked into the night, with a distant look in his eyes, and the forbearance of many places is now effective for a while, and it must be the layout of the king of Ling to suppress the king of Cham. Although the Qintian Supervisor is not involved in government affairs, it is of great use at critical times. Long sighed in my heart, Mu Di knew the grace of the encounter in my heart, and he did not dare to forget each other for more than 20 years.

Two days later, the Taizheng Palace issued a decree: the first assistant of Wenyuan Hall, the third division of Kaifuyitong, the daughter of Fengyan of Zhongshu Ling, Feng Qingchen, the lord of Qingping County, the royal concubine of Lingling, and the emperor's wife of the first grade. On the auspicious day, May Ren Shen was ordered to get married.