After being reborn, she was pregnant with the cub of the late emperor

Surname Xie◇

How can there be such a trick of God

Wuwei Daoist's Tsing Yi Daoist gown, with the sleeves in the wind, looks quite fairy-like.

The people were in an uproar, whispering to each other, this is a living god who can not only see but also hear, want to kneel down to worship, but also worried that he just worshiped the Bodhisattva, standing up and down at a loss what to do.

Wuwei said loudly: "Since the Bodhisattva chose the empress to speak on his behalf, Pindao just happened to talk to the empress about Buddhism and Taoism. It's not for arguing, just exchanging ideas."

As he said that, Wuwei flicked his fly whisk and turned sideways to let out the door, which meant to invite Song Yun into the hall for a conversation.

People can only believe what one family says, and they can only believe what one family says.Since Wuwei came forward, Song Yun had to accept the trick and argue with him, and he had to win the debate.

Song Yun thought for a moment, then lifted her skirt and stepped forward.Li Cheng held the knife and followed closely behind.

Wuwei let Song Yun in, but blocked Li Cheng: "Sophisticated talk, don't spread to the ears."

Li Cheng drew his sword and scolded: "Pretending to be a ghost! If you go down with a knife, you will be a fairy, you can only be a ghost!"

Wuwei spread his hands and raised his eyes: "In this case, why not give Pindao a try first."

"Think I dare not?" Li Cheng put the blade on Wuwei's shoulder.

Song Yun turned around and shook her head at Li Cheng: "Stop, General. Just wait at the door. It's just a matter of discussing the truth, and fighting with words is not the way to fight. If there is danger, it will be too late for the Ai family to call for help."

Li Cheng's eyes still showed uneasiness, but Song Yun firmly stepped into the Sanqing Hall, Wuwei then entered the hall and closed the door with his hands behind his back.The queen mother's order cannot be violated, so Li Cheng had no choice but to stand guard at the door with a knife.

As time passed, Li Cheng's face was calm, but his heart became more and more uneasy.

The always calm and calm Taifu was also a little panicked. He asked Qu Mao to disperse the people and then dispatched officers and soldiers to protect the queen mother, but Qu Mao pretended to be stupid and kept sighing: "God! The master still does not forget his homeland after becoming a fairy! Today is the What a good day to see a living god! I don’t know what kind of profound Taoism the master wants to teach the queen mother, the queen mother is blessed, how can I have such a blessing! I can only wait for the queen mother to come out, and then ask the queen mother for advice!”

Qu Mao's side doesn't eat oil and salt, so Yan Yunshen can only go back to the state pastoral mansion to transfer people, and when he walks away, he looks at Li Cheng. Even if a true god descends to earth, he won't be able to touch your mother!"

Everyone outside the hall had different expressions and attitudes, but Song Yun inside the hall was not afraid, but only puzzled.

Taoist Wuwei has shadows under his feet, and he breathes when he speaks. No matter how you look at it, he is a living person.The previous so-called crossing the thunder calamity and ascending to the immortal is just a trick to deceive people.

Song Yun was not worried that he would harm him in broad daylight with a large number of people outside.

Now Song Yun and Wuwei each rely on Buddhism and Taoism as their backing, and want to gain the beliefs and followers of the people, but Song Yun himself has an additional identity as the Queen Mother of Yan Kingdom.

Wuwei once said that Song Yun was full of dragon spirit, if he openly hurt Song Yun in the name of Taoism today, wouldn't Taoism not protect Dayan?The statements are contradictory.In this way, the previous scenes of mysticism are meaningless, so Wuwei will not mess around.

The furnishings in the hall have not changed much from what Song Yun came to see last time. The Sanqing is still enshrined above, a stack of white paper is pressed under the incense burner, and there is a pen, ink and inkstone on the altar table.

Song Yun sat down on the chair, and smiled at Wuwei: "Master, oh yes, it's time to call you Daxian now, please sit down."

Wu Wei sat down with his Taoist robe lifted, and said with a loud smile: "Your Majesty is turning against customers now."

"Where in Dayan's territory should I not be the master?" Song Yun responded with her face up.

"What a "where should I not be the master"! Wuwei clapped his hands in admiration, "If the one who gave birth to you had such an awareness, he would not have ended up in that fate." "

After talking in a few words and laughing, Song Yun's heart was shocked when he heard the words, and leaned forward to look at Wuwei sitting opposite him with his hands on the table, his expression became solemn: "Are you willing to tell about my mother's past?"

Wuwei shook his head, took out a stack of blank papers, and threw half of them to Song Yun: "Today we only talk about gods and Buddhas, not about human affairs. The empress is smart, so you might as well guess how the poor Taoist "became a fairy".The poor Taoist also talked nonsense about how the Bodhisattva invited by the empress did it. "

Song Yun pressed the white paper and stared at the calm Taoist with deep eyes.He also pushed the pen and ink to Song Yun, while he bit his index finger and wrote on the white paper.Red letters on white paper with sharp strokes.Song Yun also began to write on the white paper.

After a while, the two exchanged answers.

The paper that Song Yun got was written with the word "Sugar" in bright red.

"Master has a pair of eyes." Song Yun folded the white paper after seeing it, put it in the incense burner and burned it.

Wuwei replied with a smile: "Not only the eyes, but also the poor nose. Spread the boiled syrup on the wall in advance, draw the shape you want to show, and then wait for the opportunity to release the ants. Ants are sweet and follow the taste. Climbing up, there are graphics on the wall. The effect presented today is good, but there is still one thing that can be improved—"

Wuwei guessed rightly, the so-called bodhisattva manifesting his holiness was indeed a strategy discussed and put into action by Song Yun, Taifu and Li Cheng last night, and the steps were also consistent with what Wuwei said.

Since each other knew each other well, there was no need to pretend to be confused and play charades, Song Yun asked directly: "Is there anything wrong, please give me advice, Master."

Wuwei stroked his beard, and said, "I can't tell you what to say. The syrup used by the empress must be made from white sugar. After boiling, it has a burnt color, and it solidifies quickly. There are faint traces before the ants hit the wall. Due to the construction work in Guanyin, the walls are not as white as before, the sugar color on the walls is not very abrupt, and no one has noticed any flaws since they didn’t take a close look. But the syrup on Guanyin’s cuff has solidified and fallen off, so the flaw is too big.”

This Taoist actually observed in the dark before Li Cheng released the ants, and observed so carefully.Song Yun's heart tightened, but she still kept a smile on her face: "According to Master, how can we improve?"

Wuwei said: "Ants like sweetness, but they also like smelly smell. If you must use ants, then use mutton soup as a starter. Although it is not perfect, it is better than syrup."

"Listen to the master's tone, is there a good way to avoid ants?"

"Your Majesty, have you ever eaten sour lemons?" Wuwei asked.

Song Yun shook his head.

"Writing and painting with sour lemon juice, there were no traces at that time, but after being baked by fire, the characters and graphics will appear. Didn't Buddhism say that Nirvana is the highest state? If you enlighten all living beings in the light of fire, that is the gesture of a Bodhisattva to save the world."

The sour and unpalatable sour lemon can actually become a sharp weapon to win people's hearts in Wuwei.Song Yun didn't know if this Taoist had spells, but he was sure that he was knowledgeable and cunning.

After listening to Wuwei's words, Song Yun looked at the piece of paper he had written in his hand, "But since we want the people to believe that the bodhisattva is manifesting the holiness, ordinary people can't take part in it. If we don't light the fire, where will the fire come from?"

Taoist Wuwei shook his cuffs, twisted out some powder, wrapped it in white paper and held it in the palm of his hand. After a while, smoke flowed out from between his fingers.

Wuwei threw the burning white paper into the incense burner, and said, "This is phosphorous powder, which can spontaneously ignite at room temperature. Your empress understands everything now."

Song Yun nodded.What he just wrote on the paper was the word "paper".

Through Wuwei's actions, Song Yun not only understood how not to set fires himself, but also understood the key to his "becoming a fairy".

"When you meditate, you never allow others to come close, but you have a Taoist boy to watch the night outside the door. At night, the Taoist boy saw that the person sitting on the high platform was not you, but the paper man you prepared in advance. What you caused the thunder to burn was actually a paper man. This can also explain why Dao Tong went to check after the thunder and lightning stopped, but he couldn't find any traces. In fact, you didn't make the paper man hit by the thunder. Therefore, the paper was coated with phosphorous powder. Even if there is no lightning strike, the paper figurine will burn out if the temperature is high enough, and it will become a cover for the "become immortal" that you show to the world. "

Wuwei's smile contained comfort: "Your Majesty is smart."

"It's just that I still don't understand. How do you know that there will be thunder on that day? September is approaching October, and thunder is really rare. I don't believe you can predict."

"There may be people in the world who are capable of predicting things, but I am not." Wuwei said leisurely, "I just read more miscellaneous books than others, learned some heresy tricks, and paid attention to some natural laws."

"Thunder is the sound of clouds. Clouds and mountains are high and flocculent, which is the precursor of thunderstorm weather." 1" This is the law of heaven. As long as you see a lot and summarize it, and look up at the sky, anyone can accurately predict the weather. "

"As for guiding thunder..." Wuwei chuckled, "My lady, remember that metal can pass through lightning, and high places are vulnerable to lightning strikes. In thunderstorm weather, the copper platform is tall, and the lightning will naturally strike here. This is the guiding thunder. Poor Dao recently They are also researching lightning protection. If the slender metal tip is sharpened and placed on a high place, and the end goes straight to the ground, it can lead lightning into the ground and protect the safety of people and animals in buildings. "2" If it is successful one day, it will be promoted to thousands of households to save the people from being injured. In the danger of thunder and lightning, I also ask my mother to give me the Taoist title of "Lightning Dharma King". "

Originally, the atmosphere was tense and confrontational, but when it came to this, they actually started a joke.What Wuwei said, Song Yun half understood, and it sounded mysterious and fresh, but it was really not immortal magic, it was something within the reach of human intelligence.

Wuwei is not a fairy, but a very wise person.

"Then, after the thunder and lightning, the soil in your view is more fertile, how can this be explained?"

"It's not just the fertility of the soil in my view that increases. After the thunderstorm, all soils are like this. I don't know the specific reason, but I have observed and verified the conclusion that thunderstorm weather will help crops grow over the years. Although the effect is not particularly significant, as long as It is enough to use the mentality of a good person. With my "becoming immortal" in front of the battle, and then release the words, the people believed 3% in their hearts; and then saw that their crops were growing better than before, and believed in their hearts Seventy percent; the neighbors have asked each other and found that this is the case, so they believe it completely.In the final analysis, it is not metaphysics, but I have accumulated some natural experience "[-]" and make good use of people's hearts. "

Although he was an opponent, Song Yun still respected Wuwei after hearing Wuwei's ins and outs.

The way of heaven runs with its own laws.Everything is natural and everyone can see it, but there are very few who can really discover the laws and make good use of it.

No such person has great talent.Get it, there is a big profit.

"Master has the heart to seek the well-being of the people. You should know that a good bird chooses a tree to live in. It is really not feasible to use pills to make Jinshang a puppet by conspiracy. If you kill the emperor, someone from the royal family can take over at any time. Trying to change the dynasty with such an act is like shaking a tree. Master, it’s better to abandon the dark and turn to the bright. If you follow the right camp, you can get any title or reward."

Wuwei laughed when he heard the words: "A warlock, how can he tell the difference between light and dark? How can he have the ambition to change the dynasty? I know Jiqing, who gave medicine to the current emperor, but it has nothing to do with me, and he is not under my control. What I did What I did was just to repay the kindness of the meal that year. That meal tasted very good, but unfortunately I can’t eat it anymore... I know what I did. But you, what camp are you, do you really know? ?”

Wuwei's eyes were sharp, as if stabbing at Song Yun with a sharp knife. Song Yun shuddered and said in a deep voice, "Of course I understand. I have worshiped the world with Emperor Yan, and of course I want to protect the Qi family's country."

Wuwei shook his head and laughed, with a sarcastic smile: "The Song family never expected to raise you and become a member of the Qi family. You were born noble, and you can have any surname, but you shouldn't be surnamed Qi."

The Taoist's words were light, but it felt like a heavy punch had landed on Song Yun's heart.

What is the identity of the biological mother, so that I will be born with dignity?Why can't the surname be Qi?

There was a faint answer in his heart, which echoed the script he read last night, Song Yun shook his head and refused to believe it.

How can there be such a trick of God!

"My surname is Song, and the person I marry is surnamed Qi, and the etiquette will be witnessed by the whole world!" Song Yun clenched his fists and roared, his voice hoarse.

Wuwei sneered silently, pressed his blood-clotting index finger on the white paper, squeezed out the blood and wrote quickly.

A piece of paper with the word "Xie" written on it was patted in front of Song Yun.

In the former dynasty of Dajing, the royal surname was Xie.

"Xie Tingshuang did his best to give birth to you, not because he wanted you to marry the Qi family." Wuwei pointed his bloody finger at the statue of Sanqing, "Hu Fu hid the Quezhou Salt Mine, and didn't want you to protect the Qi family!"

The author says:

That's right, Yunyun's identity is the orphan of the former dynasty!

Wuwei does not engage in metaphysics, what he engages in is science.

"1" Altocumulus and other cumulonimbus clouds often indicate thunderstorm weather.

"2" The principle of discharge at the tip of the lightning rod.

"3" Nitrogen reacts with oxygen and water to form nitrate under lightning conditions, forming nitrogen fertilizer.