Zhu Changxiao's version of the Sui Dynasty

Zhuge Ying disguised herself, surprising Yang Guang and others. Looking carefully, Zhuge Ying changed into a dark blue Taoist priest's uniform. The robe was embroidered with a Yin and Yang Bagua. The outer coat was inlaid with Bagua talismans. Her hair was rolled into a high bun with a wooden hairpin inserted. She carried a sword on her back, and Zhuge Ying looked like a Taoist priest. Judging from her age, Ying is half a hundred years old, with a flowing beard and hair, and she seems to have a bit of an immortal spirit.

Yang Hong, the king of Hejian, looked at the freshness and said with a smile:"Mr. Zhuge, you are a half-buried person, dress up as a wise old man, can you fool those rebels?"

"The old prince must not underestimate this Taoist robe. If he goes down to the official position, he will definitely alienate Wu Shihua's uncle and nephew, so as to help the King of Jin go south and regain the six counties in Lingnan."Zhuge Ying said

"If you have any clever ideas, you might as well tell me"

"The secret cannot be revealed."

The King of Hejian was stunned. Zhuge Ying chuckled and walked away. A raft had been waiting on the shore for a long time. Zhuge Ying boarded the raft and said goodbye far away. He left the north bank and sailed towards the south bank of Poyang Lake.

The Sui officers and soldiers and The Poyang Lake rebels had a truce for two days, and the lake was calm. Many fishermen had secretly gone out to fish. Zhuge Ying went south along the waves of the lake and arrived at the Raozhou camp on the south bank. There were rebel soldiers guarding the camp outside the gate. It was the camp of the rebel army. Zhuge Ying strolled and walked to the camp gate. A soldier stopped him and said,"Master Taoist, this is the camp of King Poyang. You are not allowed to trespass.""

Zhuge Ying said:"Excuse me, little brother, please tell me, Taoist Zhuge Handan of Longhu Mountain saw that the camp was empty of purple air, and there seemed to be something strange, and he wanted to see your lord."

Zhuge Ying, also known as Han Dan, couldn't think of a name for him at the moment, so he called himself Zhuge Han Dan. When the guard heard this, he was dubious. Seeing that Zhuge Ying was dressed as a real person with immortal demeanor, he felt that this Taoist priest He must be an expert, so he did not dare to neglect and immediately reported it to the Chinese army camp. After a short wait, a small leader came out of the camp, it was young general Du Meng. Du Meng looked at it, clasped his fists and said:"My commander-in-chief heard that Mr. Zhuge Handan came from Longhu Mountain and specially invited him to speak to the Chinese army tent."

"General Lao leads the way."

Zhuge Ying followed Du Meng and walked into the Chinese army's tent. He met a man in his fifties. It was Wu Jiugong, the commander of the Poyang Lake Uprising Army. Wu Jiugong was respectful and humble. At that time, the ancients used envelopes to tell fortunes. The Taoist master naturally greeted us with great respect and courtesy.

When everyone came to the Chinese army's tent, Wu Jiugong ordered people to brew fragrant tea, bowed and asked:"Mr. Han Dan has come from afar, and I am not happy to welcome you from afar. Now that the war is about to begin, I want to ask an expert to do some divination to predict my fortune."

Zhuge Ying returned the courtesy and replied:"Pindao visited the rebel camp today. He saw the high purple energy in the camp and the abnormal fortune, so he asked to see the commander-in-chief."

"Um."Wu Jiugong nodded, stroking his beard and asked:"The Taoist priest has extraordinary eyesight. I don't know what the sign of the high purple energy is?"

Zhuge Ying stretched out a few fingers and made some calculations. He closed his eyes slightly and muttered silently from time to time. Suddenly, Zhuge Ying opened his eyes and seemed to be extremely surprised. Wu Jiugong and others were very worried. Wu Jiugong asked:"Han Mr. Dan, how about divination?"

Zhuge Ying said:"Since ancient times, purple energy has come from the east and has been regarded as an auspicious sign by the world. But Marshal here is smoking in situ, which is worthy of scrutiny."

"oh? Wu Jiugong was stunned and asked:"Taoist priest, why don't you tell me directly, what is the omen?""

"The commander may have an unexpected disaster in recent days"

"ah?"Wu Jiugong and everyone around him were dumbfounded, and asked:"I don't know how to turn danger into safety, eliminate evil, and eliminate disaster. I hope the Taoist priest can teach me?"

"Poor Taoists can set up an altar and do this, which will surely turn the commander's misfortune into good fortune and make him auspicious when he is in trouble."

"good! Wu Jiugong was overjoyed:"What's the difficulty? I immediately ordered people to build an altar. I also hope that the Taoist priest will perform his magic to help me overcome the disaster. Jiugong is willing to worship the Taoist priest as a divine strategist and work together for great things.""

Zhuge Ying smiled and declined:"It is not appropriate to conspire to do big things. I am just a wandering person who casts spells to help me when I see uneven roads."

Wu Jiugong issued an order to the generals and ordered the soldiers in the camp to move away from the camp to carry earth, stone and wood, build an altar, and invite Zhuge Ying to perform rituals on the altar. Zhuge Ying stayed in the rebel camp for two more days. He felt that the time had come, and then he ascended to the altar. The altar was ready to be cooked.

On this day, the wind blew yellow sand, covering the horizon, and the crowds were stiff. It was the day Zhuge Ying had calculated as he watched the astronomy. Wu Jiugong led the leaders to the altar, burned incense and worshiped the sky.

Zhuge Ying, waved Use the sword to drive away evil spirits and perform magic on the altar. After reciting some psychic spells, Zhuge Ying burned a few talisman papers and said to the rebel guards around him:"I am psychic, and the Jade Emperor already knows about it. Get the pen and ink quickly."

The guards at the side did not dare to delay, so they quickly fetched pens, inks, paper and inkstones and brought them to the altar. Zhuge Ying pretended to be makeup, polished his pen, and started writing hastily. The people standing under the altar looked confused and a little surprised. , I have seen people doing things, but I have never seen people splashing ink and writing on the spot.

In a moment, Zhuge Ying wrote a poem, took the poem and walked down the altar, handed it to the commander Wu Jiugong, and said:"I will Once this disaster relief poem is written, the commander-in-chief only needs to hang it in front of the Chinese army's tent, and he will surely be able to ward off evil spirits and turn danger into safety. On a sunny day, it will be the time to defeat the enemy."

Wu Jiugong was overjoyed after reading this. He looked at the poem carefully. It said:

Please ask the Jade Emperor to suppress the yellow sand, and the dead soul will be suppressed by the god. The Po water calms the evil waves, and the sun shines again and turns into red clouds.

Wang Houzhen The destiny belongs to a strong man, and the six dynasties of Wu and Chu will return to heroes. The world's psychic gods will help, and the Huayi will obey the orders and unite the world.

Wu Jiugong felt that this poem would be effective, and he was full of joy. He ordered his people to hang it immediately on the tent of the Chinese army, and everyone cheered and supported it. He followed Zhuge Ying back to the Chinese army's tent.

Zhuge Ying pretended to be a fool and was sweating slightly on his forehead. Wu Jiugong said:"Today, I announced to the gods that Mr. Han Dan has been very helpful. I have ordered people to prepare a banquet and thank you Han." Mr. Dan."

Zhuge Ying pretended to compliment him and said:"The King of Poyang raised his troops to revolt and was supported by all parties. I should also do my little bit. Wu

Jiugong nodded proudly and asked again:"I want to appoint Mr. Han Dan as my military advisor. When I succeed in the future, I will treat him well. What do you think?""

"Infinite Heavenly Lord, how dare you, how dare you, a poor Taoist is just a wandering man with an idle mind, and has no intention of officialdom, so he cannot serve the commander-in-chief."

Wu Jiugong is also a man who respects Buddha and Taoism. When he saw Zhuge Ying's refusal, he didn't want to force it, so he asked:"How can I turn to you for help if I'm in trouble again? Zhuge Ying smiled and said:"

What's the difficulty? The power of the poor man is boundless. If the general is in trouble, the poor man will naturally appear in front of him." Wu

Jiugong laughed and said,"Mr. Han Dan, you have an immortal spirit and a clever plan. I can sit back and relax.""At this time, the banquet was prepared, and everyone was serving wine to thank them, exchanging glasses and talking about important events together.

Zhuge Ying stayed in the rebel camp for one night, and packed up to leave the next day. Wu Jiugong personally sent him out of the camp gate. Deputy General Du Meng hurried behind and looked up at the sky. It was still full of yellow sand. Du Meng whispered in Wu Jiugong's ear:"Commander, since we have done this, why does the weather not improve? Why don't you ask the immortal master?"

"Um."Wu Jiugong nodded, turned around and asked Zhuge Ying:"Since Mr. Han Dan has cast the spell, why can't the sun shine brightly and the sky is still full of yellow sand?

Zhuge Ying said:"The weather in the yellow sand is unpredictable. The Sui army did not dare to attack rashly. It would take as little as two or three days, and as long as four or five days." The yellow sand will naturally disperse and the sky will be clear. By then, if the commander attacks, it will be a disaster"

"I see."

Zhuge Ying boarded the raft, bid farewell to Wu Jiugong and others, and left by boat. The raft gradually moved away. At this time, Zhuge Ying ordered the boy supporting the raft to turn north and return to the Sui army camp.

Wu Jiugong returned to the army, We just waited for the yellow sand weather to dissipate early so that we could dispatch troops as soon as possible. After waiting for four or five days, the weather was still a bit hazy. At this time, deputy general Du Meng hurried to the Chinese army tent and said:"Report to the commander, the King of Poyang has arrived It’s camp"

"Go and greet him quickly."

Everyone came to the camp gate and saw a snowflake silver-maned horse, and a man got down. He was eight feet long, had a dignified appearance, and was in his thirties. He was wearing a black python robe, a cape, and a sword hanging from his waist. It was Wu Shihua, the king of Poyang..

Wu Jiugong came forward and bowed:"Your Majesty, when you come here, you are not welcome from afar.""

"There is no need to be polite, uncle, I am here for a war."

Wu Jiugong accompanied Wu Shihua, and the uncle and nephew entered the camp. Wu Shihua asked:"Why has uncle not started the war for several days?"

Wu Jiugong said:"I have asked Taoist priests to calculate the wind and sand weather in the past few days. It is not suitable to go to war. After the sandstorm passes, it will naturally be an auspicious day to start a war."

"When will the wind and sand recede?"

"The Taoist priests have made magic spells, and have magic talismans to suppress evil, and hang up the Chinese army's tent. It can take as little as two or three days, as long as four or five days, and the wind and sand will disperse."Wu Shihua also believed it to be true, and followed him into the camp.

After discussing the enemy's strategy, the sky turned dark, and a cool breeze came from the Jiangnan camp from time to time. Poyang King Wu Shihua and his two guards were leisurely wandering outside the Chinese army tent. Inadvertently Suddenly, I noticed the talisman paper hanging on the door frame of the Chinese army tent.

Not to mention Zhuge Ying's writing style, but the writing of this small official hand was exquisite and natural."Good calligraphy, good calligraphy.""Wu Shihua was reciting this anti-evil poem silently.

He heard someone behind him also reciting silently:"Curse Poyang King Wu Shihua to death. Wu

Shihua felt a chill on his neck. He turned around and slapped the guard behind him:"You bastard, what did you say?""

The guard was stunned, and he quickly knelt down and said,"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, it's not that I'm talking nonsense, but that's what the poem says."

Following the guard's hand, Wu Shihua frowned and opened his eyes wide. He looked at Zhuge Ying's seven-character poem. Because in ancient times, the writing habit was to write vertically, but Zhuge Ying deliberately wrote horizontally. In ancient times, There is no punctuation. According to the custom, it is read vertically. The first character of the eight sentences above and below coincides with the first sentence:"curse, death, Po, Yang, Wang, Wu, Shi, Hua".

Said. It just so happens that most of the rebels are poor fishermen from Poyang Lake. Most of them cannot afford to go to private schools. They don't know a few Chinese characters. Even if there are some literate minions, they may not be able to read them all. No one has noticed them in the past few days. It happened that Wu Shihua saw it with his own eyes today. He read the last sentence vertically and was shocked.

Some of the bosses around him said it was sorcery and some said witchcraft. They all talked about it and their guesses were amazing. Wu Shihua secretly I thought this poisonous poem was written on the talisman paper. If this poem was filled with evil spirits, once it came true, I would definitely die. Wu Shihua said to himself fiercely:"How dare your uncle use this witchcraft to harm this king?" Anger arose in his heart and evil grew in his courage. Wu Shihua said to the guards on his left and right:"Gather your troops immediately and follow me to capture the rebels!""

"Yes!"

Not long after, Wu Shihua gathered in front of the military tent with two hundred personal guards. The torches were bright and the swords and guns were flashing. Wu Shihua said:"In the rebel camp, there are rebels who have appeared and are practicing witchcraft to frame the king! After hearing this

, the soldiers were all in good spirits and ready to go. Wu Shihua said again:"Tonight, I will lead the soldiers to hunt down the rebels. No matter who the leader of the thieves is, they will be killed!""

Everyone took the order. Wu Shihua led his soldiers and went straight to the sleeping tent of the commander-in-chief Wu Jiugong. At this time, Wu Jiugong finished explaining the matter to his deputy Du Meng. Suddenly a guard rushed into the sleeping tent and shouted in horror:"The commander is not good. Change in the camp!"

"ah? Wu Jiugong said:"Who is so brave? Let me see for myself.""

Just a few steps out of the sleeping tent, I saw Wu Shihua's personal soldiers surrounding the sleeping tent. Dozens of Wu Jiugong's guards had drawn their swords and were facing each other tit for tat. When

Wu Jiugong saw that his nephew was leading the troops, he spoke Asked:"Why did your Majesty lead troops to surround my sleeping tent?"

Wu Shihua said:"Is it possible that my uncle has been recruited by the imperial court?""

"Your Majesty, you must not listen to idle talk and deceive you."

"snort! Wu Shihua held up the talisman and shouted:"Curse Poyang King Wu Shihua to death. What is the purpose of hanging this talisman in the Chinese military tent for no reason?" How dare your uncle bully me?"

"this……"

Without waiting for Wu Jiugong to explain, Wu Shihua waved his order, and all the soldiers swarmed forward and fought with Wu Jiugong and others. Suddenly, the rebel army was in chaos late at night, and fighting broke out. This is it: the poems that suppress evil contain hidden secrets, and curses bring disaster to the living and the dead. The emperor and his ministers lost the harmony and plotted against each other, and they hurt their uncles and nephews and turned into enemies.

Drums were played at the corner of the gate to summon the soldiers, and torches and lanterns were placed in the tents to urge the raid. The eight sentences show the root of wisdom, the wind in Poyang is green, the grass is green, and the grass is green.