starling is not a bird

Zhang Mingde wears a high Taoist bun on his head, grows a long beard, and wears a Taoist robe made of mixed cloth of various colors. The dust whisk in his palm hangs down neatly, and the handle of the whisk is shiny and shiny, which cannot be seen What material is it.It is said that holding a whisk in hand is not an ordinary person, but how Zhang Mingde sees it has no roots of immortality.

His face is quite solemn, his eyes are piercing, black and white are distinct, his hands are white and slender when stretched out, his bones are distinct, his speech is half-literate, he is not a monk or vulgar, his facial features are full of drama, he is originally from the Central Plains, After wandering around the world, he came to the capital, thinking that he had spied on the fortune of the world, so he had to come out to guide the world.

After being introduced to an official from a certain place, he performed a sacrifice to the gods and prayed for rain, praised the five emperors and five dragons, invited five lakes and five seas, burned yellow paper, used gold seals, and slaughtered white pigs, white sheep, white dogs and white After several chickens and ducks danced in a beautiful pose with their whisks, it actually rained in the middle of the night!

Zhang Mingde was not satisfied with being worshiped by the people, what the people could offer was a meager amount of money, at most some food, Zhang Mingde also came from a poor background, he neither despised nor could bear these things.

The sages once said: goods come in and out, only ill-gotten wealth is the easiest to come by, and the safest to spend, so from one official to another, from county to prefecture to capital, Zhang Mingde set his mind to To devote his limited life to unlimited fraudulent activities, he has been working so hard, and finally saw the dawn of victory!

The Zhijun King is planning to meet him. The eldest son of the emperor, the only county king among the princes, holds the military power in his hand, and the court has real power. Why don't you hurry up and hold on to such thighs?

Generally, liars have a set formula for deceiving people. The fortune-telling methods of liars are nothing more than four words: "touch, listen, trick, and scare". Asking must also carry risks.Otherwise, you don’t need to pray to God. Wouldn’t it be more reliable to ask for help? Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva will never say: “Okay, I heard your request, and I will do everything for you tomorrow!”

The face is three-pointed worried, and the words are seven-pointed worried. Either a disaster happened at home, or my business stopped. What about the prince?Isn't this nonsense?You don't need to know fortune-telling to know that the most precious thing in the world is the prince, and the whole world celebrates it when he is born, and the mother is more expensive than the child, but how long can this most precious last?But it depends on who is in charge of the family. If the brother ascends the throne and the prince becomes a prince, there will be a new prince!

Is it hard to guess what the prince wants?The world's wealth, rights, beauty, and beauty are not bad in everything, the only thing that's bad is his position!Zhang Mingde originally wanted to scare him, first he said that you have the air of an emperor, and then that you have no name of an emperor, if the king of Zhijun is dissatisfied, this is a routine.

People who know how to do it should ask anxiously: Master, why do you explain it?Master, can you solve it?

Zhang Mingde put on airs again, played tricks on mysteries, pinched his fingers and calculated a few times, set up an array, offered sacrifices to the gods, offered sacrifices to the Sanqing, and so on. Naturally, the wealth and beauty, he jumped into his arms with a plop. Healthy!At least in the past few years, I have no risk of being exposed!What are you afraid of!

But in the end, Prince Renzhi did not take the usual path!After listening to it, there was no reaction at all, and there was no expression on his face. Zhang Mingde beat a small drum in his heart, struck a small gong, and his calf tendons twitched. He was afraid that he would break here this time.Fortunately, the talisman water he drank before going out was still cold in his stomach. Zhang Mingde managed to stabilize the muscles on his face that were desperately trying to twitch, straightened his back, raised his chin slightly, and tried to add confidence to his eyes.

Then?Then there was nothing. Then, Zhang Mingde was taken down to greet him. There was wine, meat and slaves, but he was not allowed to go out to meet people casually. Zhang Mingde was originally a bachelor. He thought that he was a prince, and killing himself was a matter of words. Don't bother, just serve it deliciously?It must be fine, eat, drink and have fun, no matter what happens to him tomorrow!

But Zhang Mingde is a man with big ambitions, and when his life is safe, he has other thoughts. Eating and drinking like this is not very promising, and Pindao's food in the countryside is not bad!It's so ready to move, it doesn't taste good to eat dragon meat!

It was so easy to look forward to the stars and the moon when he was summoned by the king of Zhijun. Zhang Mingde lifted his spirits, combed his beard with a comb for a long time, picked out the longest hairpin to tidy up the bun, and even tidied up the dust whisk carefully. I just went out to meet people.

Unexpectedly, it was the exam for the king of Zhijun, and he pulled a bunch of people to meet him one by one. He had to guess his background, calculate his fortune, and test his marriage by the way. He also made great efforts to study, so he made the best use of the situation and used his housekeeping skills, which finally shocked everyone.

And then?And then there was a brilliant debut, the King of Zhijun had a grand banquet and the princes invited all the clans, and at the banquet, Zhang Mingde was pushed out, and asked him to meet the princes!

In the middle of the banquet, Zhang Mingde dressed up and came out, and recited a formula to pray for everyone. Perhaps it was a psychological effect, everyone felt that their heads were clearer, and then Zhang Mingde went around the table to give a few words to everyone one by one.

Holding the wine glass, Babeile barely rolled his eyes out, brother, isn't he crazy?The last time you brought someone into the palace and recommended him secretly, this time you brought them out directly?Isn't this pace too high-spirited?There are so many brothers here this time, there is always someone with a heart, I am afraid that the news will enter the palace at night.

Frowning, looking at Zhang Mingde who was shuttled between the tables like a flower and a butterfly, Babeile felt that his head hurts, what if these two idiots say that they have the appearance of an emperor again this time?I remember last time this guy was still advocating in Shuncheng County King Bumuba's mansion, saying that he could summon assassins to assassinate the prince and eliminate harm for the world, but he was informed by Zhijun King, the emperor was furious, and under thorough investigation, but It's just a few people in the market.

It's ridiculous that people like this went in and out of the prince's mansion at that time, like entering a land without people, everyone treated them as guests, and in the end they were hidden at home by the king of Zhijun, and they were thrown out when they framed their brothers. It was really useful, thinking of this, Babeile looked at Zhi The county king's vision was obviously not kind.

At that time, it was because the idiot was not strict enough to confess that he wanted to assassinate the emperor. In a rage, Huang Ama became wary of himself and sent Baylor to be an idle clan.After thinking about it, when the crown prince was deposed, the emperor entrusted himself with internal affairs, and the prime minister was close to the case of the crown prince, which was already a great trust. He wanted to protect his brother, but was jealous of the emperor.

The king of Zhijun was unintentional, and all the ministers were interested, but the Sacred Heart was suspicious, and in the end it hurt him. In this life, I can remember that the brothers will protect themselves, and the ministers will fulfill themselves. I will take the initiative to reach out to take that position!As for the knife of rights, it is more reliable to hold it in your own hands.

Looking up again, seeing the surprised or suspicious eyes of the people on Zhang Mingde, Babeile put down the other words, thinking about how to get out today, the emperor is not at home, the sons started fortune-telling, the favor comes from the father, this fortune-telling matter , It can be big or small, just protecting yourself is a waste of your own ability.

Babeile was thinking in his heart, and his face inevitably showed some absent-mindedness. Brother Jiu was only concerned about his starling, and he had seen that something was wrong with him. What's wrong?"

Only now did Babeile come back to his senses, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I hate these fortune tellers, and it's not like you don't know it!"

Brother Nine had heard of Zhang Mingde's name a long time ago, and asked in puzzlement: "I heard that he is very effective, otherwise, with his temper, how could he be willing to send him out?"

Babeile sneered coldly: "You can't listen to the words of monks and Taoists. If monks and Taoists have spirits, how can there be troubles in the world? If you receive incense, you will be blessed. What is the difference from corrupt officials?"

Brother Nine hadn't made a sound yet, and Brother Ten next to him also turned around, but after a few months, his face became calm again: "Brother is right, Brother Nine, don't talk to him, brother He has been restless for a while, and his hands are stretched out, who knows where this person came from? Don't be harmed by others."

King Bu Mubagong of Shuncheng County lost three sons in a row last year. I don't know how depressed he was. Seeing such a living god, he kept asking questions and never stopped, which made others anxious to death.

Babeile looked at the two younger brothers sitting obediently beside him, not going to pick up that guy, he was very relieved, but also emotional, suddenly found that the little elder brothers who came with him had moved over at some point, so he hurriedly stood up I want to go and pull my brothers back.

Babeile hadn't even moved yet when he heard Brother Fourteen's voice: "You're a liar, what you said is wrong!"

Brother Fourteen is no longer short. When he held his braided head high and glared at others with his shiny forehead, he began to possess the unique aura of a superior.

Zhang Mingde is also well-informed, and those who don't have a thick skin and a good heart can't survive in this line of work, so Zhang Mingde, who even shakes his beard just right, quickly wrapped Fourteenth Brother into the trap of nihilistic philosophical concepts.

The fourteenth elder brother, a prince who was educated in orthodox Confucianism, has not even read a few miscellaneous books. How can he be against the slippery Zhang Mingde?Before he could say a few words, he ran out of words. The angry prince was mercifully dragged away by the clan. The big guy is still waiting for the order of the living god, and the children should not come and make trouble.

The aggrieved Fourteenth Brother pulled his younger brothers and turned around, rushed to Babeile's side and began to complain with blood and tears. Babeile listened with a smile, and reached out to stroke the messy hair on Fourteenth Brother's head from time to time. Look at Si Beilor's long neck, and stare at Zhang Mingde showing Puqi his palm.

After Elder Fourteen's anger calmed down a bit, Babeile handed him a cup of sweet soup: "Drink something and moisten your throat, such a person is worthy of your seriousness? What is he? What's the difference? It's just that the elder brother invited you here, and everyone had a good time. If you are a god, you still need fireworks in the mortal world? You just take it seriously!"

Brother Fourteen was about to say something, and Brother Nine got a chestnut on the head: "Little idiot!"

Brother Fourteen raised his head unconvinced, his eyes were bright: "I'm not stupid!"

Brother Jiu curled his lips and assumed the posture of a brother: "It's not that I want to teach you a lesson. It's already a loss of face to argue with that kind of person. You can't compete with him! It's so embarrassing!"

Elder Fourteen was in a hurry, but he had nothing to refute. He turned to look at Babeile, his eyes were full of grievances and regrets. Before Babeile could speak, Elder Ten laughed: "You still talk about him! You are better than him! How much stronger? Fourteen is still young, so I won’t be able to do it in the future!”

Brother Nine was told of his true illness by his younger brother, and he gave Brother Ten a look: "Brother, that guy is afraid that he will get rich. Did you see that eight out of ten of the ones on the table over there take it seriously!"

Babeile leaned back, twisted his neck, and said indifferently: "It's nothing but low life to get rich. If you don't like him, brother will naturally find a solution!"