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Chapter 101 Divination
Feng Jiu saw his wife in his dream for the first time in a long time. He ran forward excitedly and hugged his wife tightly.

An eight-year-old child in the distance ran forward and hugged Feng Shijiu tightly.

In the dilapidated but cozy hut, the couple talked to each other and watched their daughter playing quietly with mud next to them, her face stained with mud.

Feng Jiu squatted in front of the girl and wiped the mud stains from the girl's face with his hands.

Looking at the little boy dotingly, "Usually I don't worry about your mother, she looks fat."

But the touch in his hand gradually disappeared. Feng Jiu raised his head in panic and saw the daughter-in-law in front of him disappearing.

He wanted to hold the child and chase his wife, but as soon as he rushed towards her, the child had already disappeared in front of him, and when Feng Jiu looked up again.

The daughter-in-law had completely disappeared in front of her, leaving only one sentence that drifted into Feng Jiu's ears from afar.

I'm waiting for you to pick me up.

Feng Nineteen struggled to wake up from the dream, the joy of being reunited with his daughter-in-law was still in his heart, but the pain of losing a loved one was more unforgettable than the joy of reunion.

He gently stroked his still aching heart, "I knew you must still be alive, and you must be waiting for me there, waiting for me to take you home, a home we share."

He wiped the jade pendant solemnly, put it in his arms with care, fell into a deep sleep with good wishes, and raised the corners of his mouth.

The secret guards in the city have already begun to evacuate.

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Ge Shuhan threw the secret letter in his hand in front of Ha Zhuang, "Do you have anything to say?"

Ha Zhuang picked up the letter with some confusion, opened it, and his heart stopped beating.

Some read the letter over and over again in disbelief, but the contents of the letter were not as he wished.

There are a few large characters on the letter paper that the plan has failed, and we will discuss it together in the long run.

At this moment, Ha Zhuang seemed to have lost his heartbeat and breath. This is his most beloved son, and he will inherit his seat in the future.

It is believed that his life and death are unknown, and there are many dangers, but who is it?If he dared to attack his son, he had to bear his anger.

The veins on his hands were popping out, but he could only force himself to smile in front of the king, so as not to let anyone catch his braid.

Ge Shuhan looked at the generals below, with impatience in his eyes, and waved his hands to everyone in disgust, "This seems to make the soldiers ready and ready to invade the border town. Okay, let's all go down."

Ge Shuhan really didn't want to continue watching these people's eyebrows and lawsuits, so he simply let everyone disappear in front of his eyes.

When he was the only one left in the tent, he raised his voice and called to the guard, "Go and find the priest."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"King", an old man with white hair and beard, dressed in black robe, slowly knelt in front of Ge Shuhan.

Ge Shuhan raised one of his closed eyes and said, "High Priest, I want you to calculate whether the war launched this time is good or bad."

"Yes, king"

The attendants beside the high priest placed all the utensils on the ground.

I saw the high priest slowly kneeling on the ground, picking up the copper coins and starting to calculate, with the head of the high priest shaking.

The closed eyes began to open, "King Hui, this war is evil and will bring losses to the tribe, far greater than the losses caused by the snow disaster."

For a moment, Ge Shuhan's eyes narrowed and he looked gloomily at the high priest in front of him.

He spoke slowly, "The high priest also knows that this king has always been disrespectful to the gods, and he is no different now."

"I hope that what the high priest said today will not spread to the outside world. If it disturbs the morale of the army, then I will ask the high priest to offer sacrifices to heaven and pray for the entire country."

When the high priest heard this, he looked at the ruler on the throne in disbelief.

"But Your Majesty, this calculation is obviously a bad omen. It is not appropriate to start a war. If..." He wanted to speak to dissuade him, but was interrupted by Ge Shuhan.

Looking majestically at the high priest kneeling on the ground of the temple, his tone was firm.

"Is this something I can give up if I want to give up the war? The people on the grassland are my people. Can I watch them starve to death this winter?"

"The scholars in Zhongyuan don't always say that everything depends on human effort. I will listen to Zhongyuan's advice once."

"If nothing happens to the high priest, just go down. Just pretend that what happened just now didn't exist. If someone asks you to calculate it, just have them killed."

The high priest wanted to persuade him again, but Ge Shuhan, who was on the throne, had already closed his eyelashes, and the guards beside him also respectfully drove him away.

The high priest closed his eyes helplessly. He knew that the king's decision was correct, if the king did not lead people to attack the border town.

Then countless people will starve to death in this cold winter, but they have already prepared enough food, if they were not deceived by the treacherous Central Plains people, they would not have come to this point.

It was the Central Plains people who felt sorry for them first.

The high priest returned to his tent, calculating the feasibility of this war over and over again, but without exception.

All of them were omens of great misfortune, but according to his previous calculations, they were obviously good omens. Why did this hexagram gate change?

Who was the change that led to this war?

The high priest looked at the hexagram tool in front of him with red eyes, feeling a little headache.

Suddenly a ray of light came from the door curtain. Looking at the light staring directly into his eyes, the high priest was a little angry.

He looked at the attendant who opened the door curtain fiercely, wishing he could drink the attendant's blood.

He was always frightened by the high priest's eyes, and his legs were a little weak. Finally, he couldn't bear the pressure and knelt heavily in front of the high priest.

"Return...report to the high priest, General Ha Zhuang needs to see you for something." He knelt down in front of the high priest with fear.

But when he thought of something, the high priest sighed deeply, stepped forward to help the attendant up, and comforted him softly, "Don't be so panicked. Go out and tell General Ha Zhuang that I will not be idle these days."

"I don't have time to ask General Ha Zhuang for calculation, let General Ha Chang wait a little longer." After speaking, he waved to the attendant.

Just when the attendant was about to go out, the high priest stopped him and said, "On this festival, just wait outside the house. If anyone comes to me to calculate, just say that I am busy, so there is no need to wait for me here."

The attendant hurriedly responded repeatedly, and respectfully led Ha Zhuang away from the door.

Hagen looked at the high priest who closed the curtain, a little at a loss. Hagen was the only child of him and his first wife. If his first wife knew, he might lose his skin.

"General Ha, the high priest wants to pray for the army, and we don't have time to entertain him now." The attendant looked at Ha Zhuang respectfully.

But at this time, he listened to the attendant's words, suppressed his anger, and tried his best to raise a stiff smile.

The big hand waved to the attendant, who took out a lot of gold leaves from his sleeves with a wink.

The man pushed away the gold leaf handed to his hand with a serious expression.

(End of this chapter)