Jian An Kee

(The so-called Bamen Dunjia Tianshu involved in this chapter is the "Qimen Dunjia" technique, one of the highest-level "three styles" in ancient forecasting. According to the research of experts in today's academic circles, there are two types of Qimen Dunjia. Door Dunjia, one type is called Magic Qimen Dunjia. The former is to use the gossip in "Tongyi", Luoshu Jiugong and Liushijiazi and other astronomical and calendar knowledge to combine time and space, heaven, earth and people to predict and choose a favorable time position. This method is mainly used in the military to march and fight, to choose the right time, place, people and help decision-making. The latter is entangled with Taoism and various spells such as chanting, and has a heavy superstitious component.)

Note 1: Jingkou, now Zhenjiang, Jiangsu, faces Yangzhou across the Yangtze River.

Note 2: 笥, a container, similar to wooden boxes.

Jiazi on November [-]th.Nanping Mountain, Seven Star Altar.

The altar has a radius of 24 feet, and each floor is three feet high, making a total of nine feet.The 28 constellation flags are placed on the next floor: seven blue flags in the east, according to Jiao, Kang, Shi, Fang, Xin, Wei, Ji, in the shape of Canglong; The seven white flags in the west, according to Kui, Lou, Wei, Subaru, Bi, Qi, and Shen, stand in the prestige of the white tiger; the seven red flags in the south, according to Jing, Gui, Liu, Xing, Zhang , Wing, Zhen, into the shape of Suzaku.There are 64 yellow flags around the second floor, divided into eight positions according to the 64 hexagrams.There are four people on the upper floor, each of them wears a hair crown, a soap robe, a phoenix robe with a belt, and a square train with red shoes.Standing on the front left is a person holding a long pole with chicken feathers on the tip of the pole.There is a person standing on the front right, holding a long pole with a belt of seven stars to show the style; standing on the back left is a person holding a sword; standing on the back right is a person holding an incense burner.There are 24 people under the altar, each holding a banner, a treasure cover, a euphorbia, a long dagger, a yellow axe, a baiyan, a red banner, and a soap banner, surrounding them on all sides.

Although I was dressed as a boy in Tsing Yi in the army, at this time, as a rule, women are not allowed to go to the altar, so as not to suffer from some kind of "yin and yang imbalance" as mentioned in the advertisement of health care products.

The military master Zhuge from Xiangyang used the pretext of casting a magic spell to keep the idlers away, so he drove the soldiers stationed in the east of the river two miles away.The rest of the people on the seven-star altar are the little servants he brought from Jiangxia, and there are also a few guys who are dressed like rainforest chiefs as personal bodyguards.

Nanping Mountain is quite far from the barracks, but not very far from the pier.I was guarding the path up the mountain under the Seven Star Altar, to prevent the ignorant guys from coming to make trouble.

The feeling of blowing seven or eight cold winds by the river in mid-winter is by no means ordinary ecstasy.I rubbed my red nose, pulled off the thin clothes on my body, and looked at the river in silence.

In one day, my husband went up to the altar several times to do the exercises. When he came down from the altar for the last time, I hurried over to put on fur clothes for him courteously, and then offered him a glass of wine.The jug was originally warmed in a copper basin, and it was warm at first, but unexpectedly it was completely cold at this moment, and the wine glass was not warm when held in the hand.

"The wine is cold, let me change a pot for my husband."

"No need."

After staying on the altar for an hour, apart from the fact that his hair was disheveled by the cold wind by the river, his complexion was as usual, his steps were steady, and he did not show the slightest sign of fatigue.

He took the glass of cold wine and drank it down, and then stood there, looking up at the horn belt quietly attached to the bamboo pole on the tall seven-star altar, and then sat down on the ground, closing his eyes and meditating.

The long-awaited southeast wind is still missing.

I suppressed my anxiety and ran to the foot of the mountain to get some hot tea, but for a moment I couldn't make up my mind whether to go forward.I know that being disturbed is the most taboo at this critical moment, but my husband has not eaten for a day, and drinking that glass of cold wine will only hurt his body.Even if you are young, you can't stand such a toss!

After struggling for a long time, I carefully held the teacup to his side: "Sir, have some hot tea."

He lowered his head slightly, his closed eyelashes trembling slightly: "Put down the tea. Guanglan, the big event is coming to an end, your task is done, leave now."

Really?Hearing this, I felt relieved, and then deeply worried.Seeing him frowning, I couldn't stop apologizing in my heart, but I mustered up the courage to persuade him: "No, I will take care of you here. You should go back quickly, it's too late... I'm afraid something will happen."

Breeze rises.

His face became pale and bloodless, and his voice was slightly hoarse, but the words he uttered were still so irresistible: "Go, don't delay any longer, or it will be dangerous. Return the mailbox for me Him, tell him it's not necessary."

A few guards dressed in Zhulu square skirts who were standing on the altar came down one after another, and one of them stood behind me and made a slight "please" gesture.Looking at Mr. again, he has already closed his eyes in samadhi.

At that time, I was really anxious and had nothing to do—looking back now, I was undoubtedly worrying too much at that time, but I was in the middle of the game, and the situation was so dangerous: Even if Zhou Yu and Mr. Zhang were in control of the overall situation, who knew what would happen? What about mistakes?If there was such a mistake, if Xu Sheng and Ding Feng, who were ordered to hunt down, moved a little faster... I hardly dare to think about it.

The wind blows.

I walked down the altar unwillingly, and couldn't help but turn my head frequently. Mr. Pan left quickly.His hair fluttered in the wind and covered his whole body, and his soap-colored skirt also flew up with the wind, looking from a distance like a black-winged butterfly with a broken cocoon.

Every time, every time I was about to say goodbye to him, he would always look like he was about to go home with the wind.

The guards who saw me off handed the things to me, and I strode down the mountain with a letter box in my arms.Stopping for a while on the hillside, I saw a group of soldiers hurrying along the trail along the river in the distance.

At some point, a small boat was moored on the pier, and there were people walking faintly in the boat.Soldiers gathered around shouted orders in Wu language, and the teams passed quickly.I watched as my husband, with his hair disheveled, boarded the boat without any haste. The general with a bow and arrow on the bow must be Zhao Yun—then sailed, and at the same time, several warships on the skyline were heading towards here quickly. The timing was very good, not a second more.

Why gamble with your life?

Why do you still try to complete this ridiculous script knowing that everything is certain?

Why embarrass yourself, hurt yourself, my dearest people?

The strong wind blew away my hair tie, and I walked slowly, bypassing the assembled soldiers and walking towards the people who came to meet them.When I got on the horse and left the military camp and the chaotic personnel affairs behind, I suddenly realized in my heart: We are all the same person, and my answer is their answer.

In the blink of an eye, it is the summer of Jian'an's 14th year.

The Battle of Chibi won a big victory. General Sun of Jiangdong not only relieved his own safety, but also took advantage of the situation and successively captured several cities on the north bank of the Yangtze River.In the battle of Nanjun, Zhou Yu defeated Cao Jun, but Guilin and Changsha counties were all robbed by Uncle Liu Huang, and Sun Quan was also handed over to Liu Bei for various reasons, without further investigation.

In the past six months, the main job of Sun Liu's coalition army is to carve up the spoils that Prime Minister Cao threw away.After the rough cleaning of the battlefields from Nanjun to Jiangxia, countless pieces of broken copper and rotten iron were seized. The wood from the burned ships of the Han army alone blocked a lot of flood discharge channels. For this reason, The flood in spring also flooded several fertile fields.

However, after occupying several counties, Uncle Liu's side wanted to borrow Jingzhou and made a substantial occupation.Master Lu Zijing didn't know why, but he tried his best to persuade Sun Quan to lend Jingzhou out, so there is no need to worry about it.Could it be that he thinks Uncle Huang can be a watchdog for Sun Quan?I'm afraid it's not a dog, but a white-eyed wolf with strong ability to survive in the wild and run away.

After the treasury was enriched, Sun Quan is said to have taken a fancy to Jingkou (Note 1), a treasure land of geomantic omen with water in the Jinjiang River, where he shot a tiger as a young man, as the seat of the county.

For a moment I had a lot of fantasies.The boundary of Jingkou is an important stage for Xie An, the later Wang Dao, to scold Fang Qiu.Ever since I first saw it when I was a teenager, I have had a crush on Gao Hu of the five surnames, and that kind of graceful posture in the Wei and Jin Dynasties is absolutely incomparable in the troubled times.Of course, if Zhou Yu was here, he would be heartbroken: "Guanglan, why are you so superficial? How about Huang Shiren, a landlord and bully who is alive and well?"

Chaisang City was mostly empty at once, many officials' houses were closed, and even carriages were rarely seen on the road.Fortunately, the gate of the Dudu Mansion is still clean, and everyone in the mansion is there. After all, the master of the mansion led the troops and has not returned yet.

Before going to bed at night, I took the key to open the wooden door beside the bed (Note 2), and prepared to temporarily store the mailbox that my husband gave me.There are not many things in the box, only a wooden box, a few volumes of "Zuo Zhuan", and a set of counting chips wrapped in silk. These are the important things I brought from the White Horse Cave.I glanced at it and felt something was wrong, and slowly opened the wooden box, the bronze astrolabe disk inside was gone!

After locking the wooden box again, I immediately called Hu Zhu over: "Who has come into the room these days when I'm not here?"

Seeing that my expression was not right, Huzhu hurriedly asked, "What's the matter, Miss?"

"My things are missing." After a pause, I continued, "It's something very important."

Huzhu knelt down with a thud, and said in a trembling voice: "Your maidservant should die... Except for your maidservant and Le Ling, no, no outsiders have ever entered the house."

"Has there ever been a foreign visitor in the mansion? Have you heard of anything unusual?"

She shook her head silently.

"Get up." I said softly, "Go and call everyone to the front hall, I have something to ask them."

Except for Hu Zhu, the five servant girls: Le Ling, Fei Fu, Bi Chun, Talking Moon, and Yan Ning stood in a row without landing, and all lowered their heads.

I signaled Huzhu to close the door, sat down in the living room, and said, "Auntie is not at home, so it's okay for you to be slack. However, something has already happened, and I don't want to make a big fuss. As long as the things are brought back, tonight's affairs will be fine." I will leave the gate of Dongyuan."

Hu Zhu knelt down at my feet: "Miss, slaves are here to serve you personally, please start with slaves!"

I smiled, got up and put the tray on the large forbidden case, and took out a small sand table one foot square: "Pearl, don't be afraid." I asked her to stand up, took her slender wrist, picked up The dagger on the tray quickly made a small cut on her left index finger, and the dark red blood rolled down on the sand table, instantly congealing into a black spot.

The six people walked one by one, and the timid one cried after cutting his fingers.After waiting for a long time, the six blood spots slowly seeped down and disappeared.

Close your eyes and pray quietly for a while, then open your eyes to observe. The peaceful sand table is quiet and there is no murderous intent, only a few traces that are difficult to fathom in the north.

Is the item missing due to North?I see.

"Go out, it's okay, at least it has nothing to do with you." I picked up the tray and said to everyone who was stunned.

Huzhu said hesitantly: "Are you sure?"

"of course."

When I got to the door, I stopped again and said to them, "That's the end of this matter. Thank you for your hard work, come over at half an hour tomorrow night to be on duty."