Chapter 42

'Divinate a hexagram to see. '

Zhu Xiongying sat up, shook the snow on his body, and then flew out twelve chess pieces. This is the Twelve Spirits divination, and the divination is the fate of the country.

Looking at the chess pieces that fell into the snow, Master Zhu fell into deep thought.

After a long time.

"Oh shit."

Can't help bursting out a sentence of national quintessence.

"No false hexagrams."

"The year of catastrophe."

The astronomical phenomenon can see the weather all year round, but not the year of disaster.

Calamity years are unpredictable, and satellites don't work.

If the snow continues to fall, there will be a snow disaster in Zhili.

Once there is a disaster, there will be trouble again.

After all, this is an era of superstition for the whole people, and any natural disasters will involve those in power.

Not surprisingly, there will be gossip among the people today that "the kings guard the borders and work hard, the grandson has no virtue to deprive them, and the gods are annoyed to send disasters" and other gossips.

This butterfly effect is really a bit cruel.

Zhu Xiongying remembered that the 31st year of Hongwu in history was not a disaster year.

But now, there are feudal kings inside who are ready to move, and Bei Yuan, who has regained his vitality, is eyeing him outside. In addition, the disaster year is coming and Lao Zhu is not long in the world. Boy, he was killed in minutes.

Zhu Xiongying didn't get up, but continued to stare at the chess pieces on the ground, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"It's interesting, there is still a trace of incense in the Wuwang hexagram."

Over the years, Zhu Xiongying has been looking for other immortal cultivators, but found nothing. After all, even Liu Bowen, who was praised as an old god by later generations, was just a mortal in essence.

However, Zhu Xiongying discovered through observation that the operation of "prayer" can have a slight impact on fate at a certain level.

For example, in terms of fate, if there is a severe drought in a certain place, the rain index has reached 99%. At this time, praying for rain, the power of incense and incense in prayer can just make up for 1%.

Congratulations, praying for rain was successful.

But this is only the first case.

Most of them are the second type. When praying, if the rain index is less than 99%, then this prayer for rain is invalid.

It is analogous to the heavy snow in Zhili this time.

This is originally a calamity year due to the butterfly effect, but in the hexagram, Zhu Xiongying can see the traces of human-made prayer incense, that is to say, someone is praying for disasters in Zhili, although the difference between praying and not praying is not the same. big.

But since he dared to curse the disaster in Zhili, he was targeting him, Zhu Xiongying. Wouldn't this kind of person be saved for the New Year?

'Task Three: Complete'

Mission [-] didn't come out right away.

Because there is this round of long-term training mission 'Entering the Dream', the time after completing the mission ahead of schedule can be used for self-arrangement.

This is also the reason why Zhu Xiongying has to stay up all night to review the swordsmanship, and he has to set aside some free time to play poker.

If it is not played for too long, it is easy to rust.

Go back to the bedroom.

Zhu Xiongying first sat in front of the desk, wrote a list of material requirements, and drew a blueprint that was mysterious at first glance.

"Little treasure."

The door opened with a babble, and eunuch Xiaobao walked in quickly in small steps.

"Your Highness."

"Get ready, arrange according to the drawings."

With a flick of his hand, the blueprints fluttered, and eunuch Xiaobao quickly took out the blueprints twice before he grabbed the blueprints in the palm of his hand.

"According to the order."

Eunuch Xiaobao has long been accustomed to this.

It's normal to follow His Highness Taisun's side and set up formations.

"Call Wen Yu Wen Yun."

Zhu Xiongying stood up, walked towards his big velvet bed, stretched a lot, and his bones crackled.

This old arm and old leg, it's time to exercise.

Zhu Xiongying lay down at Maoshizheng (five o'clock in the morning) and exercised once, which lasted for about two hours, that is, he didn't fall asleep until Sishizheng (nine o'clock).

Shen Shizheng (three o'clock in the afternoon).

Inside the Hall of Eternal Life, Yang Shiqi and Yang Pu read the papers for a while, got up and walked outside the hall, and saw a group of palace people in the Guangting who were arranging something in the heavy snow, and a big flag was flying.

"Did Your Highness ask for rain again?"

Yang Shiqi pinched his beard.

He and Yang Pu have officially become officials in the court. They usually go to their respective yamen to be on duty in the morning, come to Taisun's mansion in the afternoon to approve papers, and go back to work overtime with papers in the evening.

"Not like."

Yang Pu shook his head.

"Brother Shiqi, please see that the placement of the flags this time is obviously different from the last time to pray for rain. For example, the big purple flag was placed in the Kun position last time."

Yang Shiqi looked at Yang Pu beside him in surprise.

"Do you still know how to set up formations?"

Yang Pu chuckled.

"Slightly understand."

In fact, it was the last time I saw His Highness Taisun set up a formation, and went home to make up for it.

"Have you finished approving the paperwork?"

A voice sounded.

Both Yang Shiqi and Yang Pu had a meal, and looked at the energetic Zhu Xiongying approaching, but the sisters Wen Yun and Wen Yu, who were hugging left and right, all looked haggard, and their walk was faintly awkward.

It was like being hit hard and persistently for a long time.

"Meet Your Highness."

The two quickly knelt down to salute.

"Well, get up."

Standing in front of the Hall of Eternal Life, Zhu Xiongying looked satisfied with the formation in the courtyard.

These palace people have been very skilled in the layout of his drawings all year round.

"Your Highness, Tianhan, pay attention to your body."

Yang Pu said.

There was heavy snow and cold wind, Yang Shiqi and Yang Pu both put on big cloaks, while Zhu Xiongying was still thin, as if the wind and snow didn't exist.

"Is there anything important in the near future?"

Zhu Xiongying didn't explain to these two people that he was a majestic cultivating great mage, and the mere wind and cold were nothing.

"His Royal Highness, there is indeed a matter."

"speak."

Yang Shiqi continued speaking in a condensed voice.

"Xiping Hou Muying came to Zhezi, saying that there was civil strife in Annan, the Hu family killed the master and stood on their own, and had a faint intention to send troops to invade our border."

Mu Ying?

still alive?

Zhu Xiongying has always set his sights on the capital and the north, but rarely on the south.

This is also natural, after all, looking at the original history of Daming Guozuo for nearly 300 years, the south is basically in a state of tranquility.

The Mu family's descendants guarded the southern border for the Ming Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty existed for more than [-] years, and the Mu family had guarded the Ming Dynasty for more than [-] years.

Mu Ying, the adopted son of Zhu Yuanzhang, has a very good relationship with Empress Ma and Zhu Biao.

In the original historical track, Queen Ma died of illness in 15 years of Hongwu, Mu Ying did not eat for three days, was overwhelmed with grief and coughed up blood, and almost fainted.In the 25th year of Hongwu, when Mu Ying learned that the crown prince Zhu Biao had passed away, she became ill with grief.He died of illness in June of the same year at the age of 48, and was presented as a posthumous gift to King Qianning.

At present, because A Biao is still alive, Mu Ying is also alive and well because of the butterfly effect.

As for Annan, it is actually the Vietnam of later generations.

Zhu Xiongying also has a little impression of Hu's fleeing the country, but it should have happened in 1400, but he didn't expect it to happen in 1398 because of the butterfly effect.

I don't know the specifics about this Hu family, but Zhu Xiongying knows one thing.

Acting hot, and not intimate.

In the original historical trajectory, Zhu Laosi sent troops to destroy the Hu Dynasty in the fourth year of Yongle, changed Annan to Jiaozhi, and set up three divisions.

Zhu Xiongying's eyes had an awe-inspiring coldness, Liang Xiaoguo dared to show off in front of me, Daming, even with a mere jump.

It's just that now that the feudal town is unstable, Bei Yuan's intentions are becoming more apparent, and the matter of sending troops to Annan has to be put on hold for a while.

"Pass down the decree of Gu, and order Xiping Hou Muying and Chen Bing to secure the southern border."

"Another decree was issued to the Annan Hu clan to enter the court to apologize for their crimes within three months, otherwise, they will be cut down."

Both Yang Shiqi and Yang Pu paused, shocked by Zhu Xiongying's decisiveness, and bowed to obey the order.

And Zhu Xiongying walked down the steps slowly, heading towards the formation in the courtyard.

Master Zhu, it's time to show off your might!
(End of this chapter)

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