Daming: Let you supervise the country according to the order, and you go to cultivate immortals?

Chapter 48 My Name Is Zhu Xiongying

Qianqing palace warm pavilion.

Liu Rixin vomited blood profusely. He had counted his life all his life, no matter how hard or fierce the fate was. This was the first time he had seen such a thing. If the fate was not counted, let it go. Even the shell of the tortoise was fried.

Lao Zhu frowned, and cast a death stare at Liu Rixin.

Being watched like this, Liu Rixin didn't even dare to delay vomiting blood.

"Your Majesty, the grassroots are incompetent and have not been able to calculate the fate of His Royal Highness the Grandson."

Liu Rixin regained his strength and quickly kowtowed.

Lao Zhu didn't speak, and continued to stare at death.

Liu Rixin's forehead was already filled with cold sweat, and he knew that if he couldn't give a satisfactory explanation, Lao Zhu would kill him in minutes.

"Just now the hexagram is displayed as no hexagram."

"There are three explanations for Wugua."

"The first one is that the person who answered the hexagram is no longer in the world."

"His Royal Highness is in the prime of his heroic years, so naturally he is not the first one."

"The second type is that the fate of the person who responds to the hexagram is not subject to the destiny, so it is unpredictable."

"The third type is that those who respond to the hexagrams are far better than ordinary people."

The first type and the second type are learned by Liu Rixin from his master. He has never encountered the second type after all his life. fart.

As for the third type, it was made up on the spur of the moment, after all, he had heard that His Royal Highness Taisun was with him.

"No destiny."

Old Zhu frowned more and more.

The occupation of the emperor has always been about a "mandate from heaven", so the emperor is also called the son of heaven.

If you don't accept the destiny, doesn't it mean that you run counter to the heaven, so how can you be an emperor?
Originally, Lao Zhu planned to let Liu Rixin divination a divination for his eldest grandson. If the divination was auspicious, he would give Liu Rixin a glass of wine and send him to see the Supreme Lord.

After all, it will be a disaster to keep this kind of magic calculation that can pinch and count.

If it is an ominous hexagram, push it out and cut it directly.

What's the use of living if you can't even calculate the hexagrams?

But now it is neither an ominous hexagram nor an auspicious hexagram, and the scene of the tortoise shell and copper coins being broken just now was witnessed by Lao Zhu, and Liu Rixin vomited blood all over the ground, which shows that Liu Rixin did not lie.

That being the case, how should we deal with it?

Lao Zhu didn't have a third plan.

"Your Majesty, it may be that the purple air is occulting the stars tonight, covering up the fate of His Highness the Grandson. Cao Min implores you to go to the Grandson's Mansion tomorrow and predict the fate of His Highness in person."

Lao Zhu stared at Liu Rixin, he didn't doubt the fortune teller who once calculated that he was the emperor, he was more worried about the fate of his great grandson.

"allow."

Just one word.

Liu Rixin breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had finally made up a nonsense reason to get over it, and now he will go back and sacrifice all his housekeeping skills to prepare for tomorrow.

"The grass people follow the order."

………………

In Taisun's mansion, Zhu Xiongying had finished four hours of Yuehua Tuna.

Right now, he is holding a mirror, the person in the mirror is really handsome, he deserves to be the most handsome man in Ming Dynasty.

Compared with before practicing, there is an indescribable feeling.

If you have to give a detail to describe it.

He felt that his skin seemed to be whiter and smoother, and his whole body was even more self-possessed.

'Remind again: Please start this round of long-term training tasks as soon as possible: practice the spell 'Dream''

A second reminder appears.

If you don't start after three reminders, you will be declared a failure of the mission, and Zhu Xiongying will not continue to procrastinate.

"Dream."

With a flip of the hand, put the mirror into the ring.

Zhu Xiongying is ready to start another practice.

The long-term tasks in a single round of practice are different from other tasks. Other tasks have a specific time limit, while long-term tasks run through the entire round of practice.

But again, there are corresponding rules and restrictions.

Depending on the nature of the task, the rules have different restrictions.

For example, practicing spells, the rule is that one hour must be spent every day on long-term tasks.

'The method of dreaming, the art of fugue. '

Zhu Xiongying is still a little interested in this dream technique.

In short, this dream-entry technique is to travel outside the body and enter other people's dreams.

When the practice is deep, it can subtly change the thinking of others, and even exercise spiritual control.

Taking a deep breath, Zhu Xiongying slowly closed his eyes, and started to run Zhou Tian according to the cultivation method of dreaming, and he could gradually feel his body getting lighter.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was already standing on the top of the Star Observatory.

The sky is full of stars, and thousands of houses are lit.

………………

Duke of Wei.

In the middle of the night, it is quiet and safe, only accompanied by the moonlight breeze and a few insects.

In Xu Miaojin's boudoir, Xu Miaojin was leaning on the desk and fell asleep, her exquisite facial features were beautiful under the moonlight outside the window. On her desk was a pair of mandarin duck jade, separated from the left and right, and pressing a piece of slightly dry ink. Corner of rice paper.

"The bottom of the acacia tree talks about lovesickness, Si Lang hates Lang Lang, but I don't know, I only hope that your heart is like mine, and I will definitely live up to your lovesickness."

A wisp of blue smoke floated into the room with the wind, and circled around, piercing into Xu Miaojin's eyebrows.

in a dream.

The wind is sunny and the sky is clear.

A small bridge bends the river, and a weeping willow.

Xu Miaojin stood alone by the weeping willow river, she seemed to be waiting for something.

"Miss Miaojin, I kept you waiting."

sounded.

Xu Miaojin turned sideways abruptly, and that familiar yet unfamiliar face came into his eyes.

In an instant, the smile was like a flower.

"Master Lu."

Zhu Xiongying looked at Xu Miaojin who was smiling all over his face, and he frowned slightly.

In fact, every time he faced Xu Miaojin, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart. It was an inexplicable discomfort, and the reason was that he didn't want to hide his identity anymore.

The trumpet is very comfortable, but it is a trap to find a wife.

The basic point of the people who work together is honesty.

In addition, Zhu Xiongying practiced every day, and had to worry about how to organize the world.

To be honest, he was very busy, so busy that he actually didn't have time to take care of these children's love, and he didn't have the thought to write slowly with Xu Miaojin.

Zhu Xiongying also thought about it, since he has a crush on Xu Miaojin, Xu Miaojin also has a crush on him, one is the grandson of the Ming emperor, and the other is the daughter of the founder of the country, it can be said that they are a match made in heaven.

That being the case, it's better to reveal your identity directly, success or failure is a one-shot matter.

But after all, the previous Zhu Xiongying still didn't say anything.

But at this moment Zhu Xiongying suddenly thought of it.

Damn, this is a dream!

There is also a hammer in the dream.

Don't pretend, just showdown.

"Miss Miaojin, I'm sorry."

Zhu Xiongying stepped forward, and suddenly said something, Xu Miaojin was slightly stunned, wondering why he suddenly apologized.

Before Xu Miaojin could react.

"I lied to you."

Zhu Xiongying looked at Xu Miaojin's moist eyes.

"My name is not Lu Ziqiao."

Xu Miaojin's eyebrows were also frowned at this time, looking into Zhu Xiongying's eyes.

It seems to be asking, what is your name?
Zhu Xiongying didn't dodge, his eyes met.

"My name is Zhu Xiongying."

(End of this chapter)