Chapter 20 Old Slicker and Little Slicker

Style: Historical Author: Wen YiWords: 2260Update Time: 24/01/12 00:55:13
Zhu Bai solemnly raised his hand to Liu Bowen and said, "Master, please give me some advice."

Liu Bowen twisted his beard and smiled: "When Your Highness just listened to what I said, the expression on his face already let me know whether my guess was correct, so I just went on.

Therefore, when it comes to divination, you can’t do it too quickly, you have to read and tell at the same time. Everyone's character is determined, and their status is determined at that moment.

Everyone in the world is motivated by gains and losses. From the perspective of a fortune teller, it is not difficult to calculate the gains and losses of the fortune teller, and it is not difficult to calculate the behavior of the fortune teller and the subsequent development of things.

If there are many people who want things to move in a certain direction, it will not change because of a few people. This is also what is meant by the general trend and everything must conform to the destiny of heaven. "

After saying that, he washed his hands and burned incense, and took out three copper coins: "Put your left hand on top and your right hand on the bottom. Hold the coins, think about the things you hold in your mind, and shake them a few times at will, no less than three times, otherwise the divination person will I think you are perfunctory, and then throw it on the table. Look at the front and back of the copper coin, which is the hexagram. This is the first line. If you do this six times, it is the sixth line."

Zhu Bai listened for an hour and remembered nothing except that he had to take three copper coins and toss them six times.

Nuran returned to the palace, washed up and went to bed, only to realize that he had been deceived by Liu Bowen, an old cunning man.

No matter how slow the six-yao shake is, there is no use. It won’t work, it still won’t work!

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The princes heard that Zhu Bai learned six lines from Liu Bowen yesterday, and they all gathered around Zhu Bai after class. Even the usually steady Zhu Biao came over to join in the fun.

"Twelfth brother, count one for us."

"And I."

Zhu Bai took a look and saw that among the eleven people, each person had to shake eighteen times for two hundred times, and by the time the next one's hand was broken.

He took out three copper plates from his pocket and put them on the table: "Here, shake it, shake it yourself. Sincerity will lead to success. After shaking it, I will explain it to you."

Everyone looked at Zhu Biao.

Zhu Biao is the biggest, so naturally we start with him.

Zhu Biao said: "There is nothing specific to predict, just ask about the good or bad tomorrow."

He tossed it a few times and dropped the coin on the table.

In fact, Zhu Bai didn't remember the hexagram he threw at all, he only said: "Good luck."

I don’t understand it anyway, so why not say nice things and make people happy.

If there is a bad omen, it would be troublesome to help others avoid it and seek good luck.

So, whatever they throw, it’s good luck.

I don't know how many times I threw it, but Zhu Bai was so sleepy that he said, "Good luck" without looking at the divination on the table.

It was eerily quiet.

Zhu Bai felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere. He opened his eyes and saw Lao Zhu standing in front of him. He quickly stood up and said, "I don't know that my father is here. I'm rude."

Zhu Yuanzhang asked with a half-smile, "I am really going to be lucky tomorrow?!"

Tsk, that’s troublesome.

He can still fool some of his brothers.

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't fool him.

Zhu Bai could only answer bravely: "Good luck."

"Okay, okay, it'll be good if it's good." Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and nodded, and said word by word, "If there's no good tomorrow, I'd like to ask Master Liu how that old cunning guy taught you, and you little cunning guy... How to learn.”

Zhu Bai's hair stood up.

What are the good fortunes in life: sweet dew after a long drought, meeting an old friend in a foreign land, a night of flowers and candles in the wedding room, and the time when someone is named on the gold medal list.

Zhu Yuanzhang ruled the world, had dozens of wives, and had children and grandchildren, so what else could he do?

Zhu Biao wanted to intercede for Zhu Bai and Liu Bowen.

Zhu Yuanzhang had already walked away.

Zhu Di patted Zhu Bai on the shoulder: "Twelfth brother came out today to do some fortune-telling for himself."

Zhu Bai lowered his head and sighed: "To be honest with Fourth Brother, I did a fortune teller and it turned out to be very good."

Qian hexagram, all six lines are auspicious. Isn’t it a good fortune?

Zhu Fang couldn't help laughing: "My twelfth brother is lucky enough to tell my father's fortune today. Isn't it a blessing?"

Unfortunately, great fortune is followed by great tragedy.

You must have a meal tomorrow.

Zhu Bai sighed.

He felt uneasy. When he was practicing martial arts in the afternoon, the arrow flew to nowhere. When he saw Liu Bowen in the evening, he stopped talking.

He wanted to say: I got into trouble, and I gave Lao Zhu a few blind guesses. Lao Zhu said, if it is not allowed, I will come and destroy your stall.

But he was afraid that if he said this, Liu Bowen would get angry and strangle him directly.

So embarrassed...

Liu Bowen smiled calmly: "Your Highness, don't panic. Let's make a fortune."

Zhu Bai secretly covered his eyes: It's already this time, there is still some use in making a hexagram.

But Liu Bowen ignored him and just burned his hands and burned incense and took the copper plates.

The hexagram images come out, the upper hexagram is Kun, which is the earth, and the lower hexagram is Gen, which is the mountain.

It’s Qian Gua again.

Zhu Bai looked incredulous.

Are you kidding me?

Sixty-four hexagrams, he knew how small the probability of two different people hitting the Qian hexagram twice in a row without doing calculations.

Liu Bowen stood up and cupped his hands at Zhu Bai: "Congratulations to His Royal Highness King Xiang. This hexagram means that a modest and virtuous gentleman will be successful in everything. Good luck, Your Highness will be entrusted with an important task by the Emperor."

The corners of Zhu Bai's mouth twitched: Yes, yes, I fooled them like this during the day.

You're such a bad old man, you're so bad.

If I say this to my older brothers, it is somewhat possible.

Does it hurt your conscience to tell a seven-year-old like me that he will be entrusted with an important task? !

Let’s just say, shouldn’t there be a limit to nonsense?

Zhu Bai blinked and said, "The Qian hexagram also means humility and humility. Is there a possibility that God is telling me to stop talking nonsense and be a mediocre prince?"

Liu Bowen said: "The King of Xiang must not underestimate himself. He will definitely be the pillar of the country soon."

"Okay, okay."

Zhu Bai was too lazy to argue with this magician.

He finally saw it.

This Liu Bowen is a big liar, even thicker than him.

He came to Liu Bowen to seek a solution, but his efforts were in vain.

Liu Bowen saw that Zhu Bai was distracted and unable to learn, so he let him go back early.

The night was surprisingly hot and muggy, as if it was a midsummer night again.

Zhu Bai was depressed, irritable, depressed and worried, but he did not toss and turn, but lay upright, staring at the beams with his eyes open.

Lao Zhu hates alchemists who trick him the most, so he will definitely not be able to escape this beating.

A short life whizzes by in my mind.

It’s been less than two months since I arrived, and it seems like I’ve done nothing serious except seeking death.

It seems like he has done a lot of great things unintentionally.

But I never expected that I would have to leave again before I had a chance to go out from this palace to appreciate the great rivers and mountains of the Ming Dynasty.

That's all, I just wandered into this place randomly, just treating it like a dream.

Tomorrow, I will take the initiative to ask Lao Zhu to admit his mistakes. If one person does something, the other person is responsible, so Liu Bowen should not be implicated.

Probably because I figured it out, I no longer felt so irritated and stuffy, and I turned over and fell asleep.

Suddenly there was a thunder outside, and after the cold wind howled, heavy rain came.

A sudden chill suddenly set in, and it felt like winter again.

What the hell kind of weather is this.

Even my last night here didn't make me feel any better.

Zhu Bai cursed and trembled as he pulled the quilt over him.