"The flowers are flying, the clouds are drifting, the years are passing by, and I don’t know how to return~~"
Within the high wall, in the garden, an old man was singing a ditty that was popular in the capital of the gods recently. He was holding a copper pot in his hand and watering the flowers like fire.
He was already very old, his hair was as white as snow, and there were wrinkles on the backs of his hands and face. Even his purple clothes could not conceal his strong aura of twilight.
It's like an old tree that has lost all its flowers and leaves and has a withered trunk. It may collapse completely at any time, but the voice is steady and powerful. A ditty lamenting the passing of time, actually sang a majestic song. The sound of vitality.
"You didn't expect that street songs would be liked by the emperor?"
A voice suddenly sounded, and a second figure appeared in the garden. A man in a complicated robe slowly approached and stood in front of the flower garden, side by side with the old man. His eyes were long and leisurely, as if he was looking at the flowers, and he seemed to be observing them. old man.
"This song was composed by me, how could I not like it?"
The old emperor chuckled, just like an ordinary old man, and talked leisurely. One hand seemed weak, but he held the kettle steadily, and sprinkled the water in the pot evenly into the flower garden. It has become popular in the capital of gods, and it is actually thanks to my light."
"Does the emperor know what's going on in the streets of Shendu?" the man asked again.
"Know it like the back of your hand." The emperor smiled.
"What about the drought in Yongzhou?"
"It's clear as day."
The emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty lowered his head, looked at the flower garden and said leisurely: "I am the country, and the body of the country is my body. How can I not know what is going on in my body? The news of the drought in Yongzhou has reached the capital of God?" "
"Xiang Yuntian, the Supreme Protector of Shenxing, has been traveling day and night and has arrived from Yuzhou. He has also brought the people involved in the case."
The man said, taking out a memorial from his sleeve and giving it to Emperor Zhou, "The imperial court immediately submitted the memorial, but because the emperor did not want to be disturbed by others, he had to hand it over to me for delivery."
"Thank you, Uncle Emperor."
Emperor Zhou reached out to take the fold, and his old right hand came into contact with his flawless left hand, which was as white as jade. The strong contrast made the emperor slightly distracted. His palm failed to hold the fold at once and he almost dropped it.
"I'm getting old," he sighed helplessly, "Sixty years have passed like a big dream. When I woke up from the dream, I was already very old, but the emperor's uncle was still in his prime."
"The method of extending one's life has been figured out, and the emperor will soon be able to return to his heyday." The man put the memorial in the hands of Emperor Zhou and comforted him.
"Even if I can live longer, how many more years can I live?"
However, Emperor Zhou showed a dim look and looked at the flower garden, "Just like these flowers, they seem to be in full swing, but now that the beginning of autumn is approaching, the Yang Qi is gradually shrinking and the Yin Qi is getting longer. The Yang Qi will gradually turn into Yin Qi. Just give it a month and thank you.”
"The flowers will still be in bloom next spring," the man replied.
"But the flowers back then are no longer the flowers they are now."
At this point, Emperor Zhou seemed to have completely lost interest and threw the memorial directly into the flower garden.
"Let Zhang Zhixuan come into the palace and explain to me the drought in Yongzhou. Also——"
“You don’t have to wait until next year, the flowers will bloom on their own.”
After saying this, the atmosphere in the city of God changed.
The season where the Yin Qi gradually grew suddenly reversed, and the Yang Qi became stronger. Flowers were in full bloom inside and outside the Divine City.
This year, there should be no flowers left in the divine capital.
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[July 14th, the year of Guimao, the month of Gengshen, and the last day of the month, it is appropriate to break ground, bury, offer sacrifices, and enshrine, and avoid traveling...]
Jiang Li opened his eyes in the guest room of the county government house and felt a headache as soon as he saw "no travel" displayed on the cause and effect collection.
They stayed in Jingyun County for two days. They waited until people from the county came to escort Ren Zihe's three tribes and set off. They also wrote a letter to Jiang Huaimin to prove that he had merit, and then set off again.
As a result, on the day before departure, Jiang Li saw the words "avoid traveling" again.
During the last "travel ban", Jiang Li and others encountered Cao Yuanlong carrying water clouds, and then a series of things happened. I don't know what will happen this time.
When Jiang Li thought of this, he had to make a divination before leaving.
He got up from the bed, washed himself, then sat at the table, solemnly took out Emperor Wen's money and turtle shells, and began to count.
'What lies ahead for us...'
With the calculation target in mind, Emperor Wen poured the money out of the turtle shell and landed on the table.
turn,
Rotate······
The three copper coins kept spinning without stopping.
"hiss--"
Jiang Li suddenly took a breath of cold air.
Even if you encounter a sixth-grade person, you shouldn't be disturbed like this, right? Are you going to meet the fifth grade? Or fourth grade?
Jiang Li hesitated in his heart, put away Emperor Wen's money, calmed down, with a look of gossip in his eyes, and used his Tao Fruit ability [Push Back Diagram] with full force.
Reoccupy.
The copper coins fell, spun on the table, and then began to gradually stop spinning. It seemed that the divination was successful this time.
But the Eight Diagrams in Jiang Li's eyes became more and more profound. The emperor looked at the Qi Technique Cave as if he were looking at fire, and he had already noticed the scene when the three copper coins stopped.
They will stand!
Three copper coins will stand.
Seeing that the rotation gradually stopped and there was no sign of the three copper coins falling, Jiang Li gradually held his breath, waiting for the result.
"Good brother!"
The door was suddenly pushed open, and a handsome young man walked in, "Are you up? It's time to go."
Three Wendi coins fell down at the same time.
Jiang Li: "······"
He resisted the urge to take another breath of cold air, and added the shapes of branches and stars in his eyes, staring closely at the eldest prince-in-law of the dynasty who entered the door.
"Brother Xian, are you doing divination?" Feng Manlou looked at Jiang Li and the copper coins on the table with confusion.
"Prince-in-law, senior sister has warned you not to violate your seniority."
As Jiang Li spoke, he wrote down the pros and cons of the copper coins, and then continued divination again.
Now that we've made a start, let's continue with the calculations.
Let’s see what the outcome of your calculations will be in front of this person.
The first line is decided, then the second line.
Jiang Li shook the turtle shell and sprinkled out Emperor Wen's coins. After three coins circled on the table, he lay down directly.
This time, it was so smooth that it was unbelievable.
but--
"Gala——"
The turtle shell that Jiang Li had used for nearly three years in exchange for his good deeds made a soft sound, and there was a crack on his back.
Jiang Li suddenly narrowed his eyes.
[Okay, Chang Wei, you still said you can't... No, it should be, okay, Fengmanlou, you still said you are not the Dragon King? 】
If there are too many accidents, they are no longer accidents, but facts.
Elder Tianxuan should have also performed calculations on Feng Manlou, but found no abnormalities. With Jiang Li's ability, he shouldn't be able to calculate results that even Elder Tianxuan can't calculate.
However, Jiang Li can only doubt this person now.
Second update.
I always feel like I can't concentrate and my thoughts are a little confused.
(End of chapter)
