"Then just guess,"
Zhu Xiongying looked at Yuan Gong with a smile,
After Yuan Gong heard this, he paused and began to pinch the numbers on his knuckles with his fingers. One of them dared to ask and the other dared to guess.
Yuan Gong pinched him repeatedly for a long time, but still couldn't figure out one or two, so he could only sigh helplessly,
"Your Highness, I can't guess it even if you ask me to guess it. I only know a little bit about it now, but your fate is similar to that of Emperor Guangwu..."
Zhu Xiongying asked curiously after hearing this,
"Emperor Guangwu, Liu Xiu?"
Yuan Gong nodded and responded,
"Yes, Your Highness, otherwise there would be Liu Xiu?"
Zhu Xiongying was intrigued by Yuan Gong's words. He couldn't help but stand still and asked,
"Then tell me what is the destiny of Emperor Guangwu?"
Yuan Gong shook his head and started to say,
"Your Highness, Liu Xiu's situation is similar but not similar to yours.
Liu Xiu, Emperor Guangwu of the Han Dynasty, received all the dragon energy of the Han Dynasty and became the son of destiny. As the son of destiny, all the results will be what he wants, or it will be beneficial to him. This is luck.
According to the history books left by the fortune tellers at that time, Emperor Guangwu's appearance was not the one that inherited the world, but it happened that he finally conquered the world and reestablished the Han Dynasty. This was the son of destiny.
And His Highness's face looks much more complicated than that of Emperor Guangwu... Strangely enough, His Highness King Yan seems to be Emperor Guangwu's elder brother now. Originally, there was still a trace of dragon energy vying for the throne of the emperor.
Your appearance caused all the dragon energy in His Highness King Yan to dissipate. "
As soon as he heard Yuan Gong mention Zhu Di, King of Yan, Zhu Xiongying knew that this person still had a lot of skills. At least he wasn't talking nonsense. Zhu Xiongying looked at Yuan Gong with interest and said with a smile,
"You seem to know a little bit."
The Taoist priest in front of me couldn't stand the praise. Once he was praised, he immediately got carried away. He couldn't help but pat his chest and said to Zhu Xiongying, "
"Your Highness, you have to believe me!
The ancestor of Xiaodao is Yuan Tiangang, the one who wrote the push back picture! "
Zhu Xiongying was stunned when Yuan Gong said this. Why did he stab Yuan Tiangang?
Seeing Yuan Gong's frivolous look, Zhu Xiongying's trust in Yuan Gong disappeared in an instant. It wasn't that Zhu Xiongying didn't want to trust him, it was because this man looked too much like a charlatan.
"Your Highness, you don't know that Xi Bohou, Zhou Gong and Wuhou are all outstanding talents among our fortune tellers.
If you want to govern the country, what's the point of not knowing a little bit about fortune telling? "
The more Yuan Gong talked, the more excited he became, and he began to teach Zhu Xiongying about the secret history of fortune-tellers. However, Zhu Xiongying was in a hurry to go to the school and had no time to listen to Yuan Gong's ramblings.
Seeing that His Highness was about to leave, Yuan Gong quickly took out a tattered book from his arms, spread it out in front of Zhu Xiongying and started flipping through it.
"Your Highness, you see this is the twenty-seventh image of Tuibeitu."
Zhu Xiongying glanced over and saw a simple yet mysterious prophecy drawn on the book, with two red suns hanging on a tree.
Yuan Gong shook his head and said,
"The branches and leaves are shining with golden light, shining brightly in all directions, and the light rises on the east bank of the river. I talk about the true king in empty words.
This prophecy is what Lord Hongwu deserves. Your Highness, you see, my ancestors had already foreseen that a hero like Lord Hongwu would appear at this time in our time. "
Zhu Xiongying had naturally heard of Tuibei Tu, and later generations’ praise and criticism of Tuibei Tu were completely polarized.
Those who admire the back pictures say it is China’s first sacred book, while others who don’t believe in it think it uses a few abstract patterns to forcibly echo the development of Chinese history.
The most mysterious story in Tuibei Tu is the origin of the book’s title.
The push-back diagram was jointly created by Qi practitioners Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang under the orders of the emperor. According to legend, Li Chunfeng was sitting in the palace at that time, using the Bagua skills he had learned to deduce the future. Unexpectedly, the more he deduce, the more he became fascinated, and he directly deduce to two thousand years ago. after,
When Yuan Tiangang saw that Li Chunfeng had been pushed down so far, he pushed Li Chunfeng's back fiercely and said that the secret must not be leaked and no further deductions could be made. The push-back diagram became famous from this.
Seeing that His Highness still didn't believe it, Yuan Gong's eyes flashed with strange light. With a bang, he turned the back page of the push-back picture.
The voice was low and said,
"Your Highness, look, this is the twenty-eighth image."
Zhu Xiongying looked over again following the sound, and saw a pattern painted on it. It was a palace that had been drained of water. A raging fire was burning above the palace gate.
"The grass is on fire and the palace is ashes. There are birds at home and nuns in the suburbs.
This is the prophecy of the Twenty-Eight Symbols. "
Yuan Gong's voice sounded faintly,
"Your Highness, Xiaodao only understands half of this prophecy. First of all, there is a bird in this house, which corresponds to the word Yan. The only person in the world who can be a person with the word Yan is His Highness King Yan.
Pushing forward further, the palace palace was reduced to ashes, which means that a great change occurred in the capital. Just like the picture, the palace was destroyed by fire, which would shake the national destiny of the Ming Dynasty. "
As he spoke, Yuan Gong paused again, glanced at Zhu Xiongying meaningfully, and continued,
"Your Highness, what happened to shake the national destiny of the Ming Dynasty? Even Lord Hong Wu, who was riding on the destiny of heaven, couldn't stop it?
Xiaodao thought it must be because an extremely important person died, so Xiaodao continued to push forward.
Grass head and fire feet, the prince of the Ming Dynasty is lucky to have wood, and the emperor's grandson is lucky to be fire.
But no one has grass in their name. The feet of fire are the eagles in the sky, and their feet are red.
The name is both grassy and firey..."
After Yuan Gong finished speaking, he looked at Zhu Xiongying with complicated eyes and said,
"Your Highness, you are the one who deserves the blame. It is also because of your death that the palace was in chaos and the fate of the country collapsed.
This is the future predicted by the Tuibei chart. "
Zhu Xiongying nodded calmly, but his heart was already shaking.
What Yuan Gong said in every sentence was the history that should have happened. He could deduce it to this extent just by relying on a push-back diagram.
Were all the ancient fortune tellers so good? Thinking again about the unreachable Liu Bowen mentioned by Yuan Gong, how high is that?
"However, Xiaodao only deduced the first three sentences clearly, but he couldn't figure out the last sentence about the nuns in the suburbs."
There was annoyance in Yuan Gong's voice, and Zhu Xiongying couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart when he heard this.
Since the bird in the house corresponds to King Yan, the nun in the suburbs naturally corresponds to Jianwen who has lost his throne.
The development is too tortuous, even if Yuan Gong cannot deduce it, it is normal.
However, being able to deduce the direction of the Ming Dynasty's national destiny from a push-back diagram has reached a certain level.
Zhu Xiongying was a little embarrassed now. Faced with Yuan Gong's burning gaze, he could only hesitate and mumble.
Yuan Gong continued to write in ink,
"If your highness has time today, can you stay with Xiaodao for a while? Xiaodao still has many questions to ask your highness."
