"The fire loses its virtue, Mao Jin sword, and the holy virtue and peace are the national security."

The fourteen-character seven-character rhyme is also called "unable poetry". There were many seven-character verses and inscriptions in the Han Dynasty. Only the poem was written into poetry was a matter of Cao Zijian during the Jian'an period. These fourteen-character prophecies and divination formats in the common talisman book, which is quite similar to the twenty-one-character prophecies and words of Fu Rui's "Chi Fu" obtained by Emperor Guangwu of that year: "Liu Xiu sent troops to capture the enemy, and the four barbarians gathered in the dragon to fight the wilderness, and the fire was the main point of the fourteen-character prophecies and seventh days."

Of course, the "Chi Fu Fu" directly claimed that Liu Xiu inherited the Han Dynasty's throne, and the prophecy that inexplicably appeared on the jasmine petals was much more obscure.

Unexpectedly, Qin Feng just picked up a piece of jasmine petals, looked around, and said indifferently: "The creation is wonderful, the magical skill, and it is not a strange thing to accidentally form a word on the flowers. Dr. Du, are you too worried?"

Du Lan held the petals and suppressed himself in his panic and said with great difficulty: "Emperor Guangwu received the "Chi Fu Fu" as King of Fire De, but this demon flower said that fire lost its virtue, which clearly implied that this dynasty lost its virtue... The three characters Mao Jindao combined are Liu (the old Liu name was Liu), which is even more crazy and rebellious! As for 'Sacred De Taiping is the national security', this is no longer something that students can hear... Qin Master, please wait for your confidant to burn these demon flowers! Otherwise, if you go up to the top and follow up, you and I will not be able to claim a crime!"

No matter how earnest the doctor of Taichang Temple said, Qin Feng just patted Du Lan on the shoulder and sneered: "Planting a jasmine flower in the middle of the night is not a scattering leaflets all over the city. It can play a role in yarn. I think everyone has misunderstood these charlatans!"

He turned around suddenly and ordered, "Everyone has it, prepare to dig out the flowers and burn them in public in this city!"

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Just when Qin Feng was showing his power, there was a quiet place in the old temple, and there was a strong sense of something wrong in the quiet.

Wei Ye lowered his head, spread out the bamboo slip-style terminal, and called out a book with rich pictures and texts. He studied it carefully. Sima Ling seemed to have changed his mind, and took a Lu Gongtao with ears on both ends and carefully woven Chinese knots.

The only thing that came from Aili, a Miao mercenary sitting by the window. The Miao man who smiled and showed two tiger teeth was smiling, looking at the pet weighing at least ten pounds in his arms:

"Mah, you did a good job last night, first-class one. If you are hungry, will your brother find something to eat for you?"

The object he called Magua was staring at his round eyes and looked at his face without blinking.

In such innocent eyes, Aili finally defeated himself: "Mar, you can kiss your face, but don't use your tongue to wash your face."

Before he could finish his words, the juicy clam, the size of a breast in his arms, was already excitedly pounced on him, and his long, sticky tongue wrapped around Aili's face.

"Ah," Sima Ling sighed without any emotion as he looked at the interaction between the pet and his owner, "It's such an enviable love that transcends race. It's almost comparable to the small animal protectionist cultists who stop trucks and rescue dogs on the highway."

With his head down, he basically couldn't watch the interaction between the toad, who was like the Miao family's curiosity performance. Wei Ye made a cool tone and made additional explanations:

"That's probably some mysterious ritual in which the Gu curse master interacts with Gu insects. Speaking of which, in the "A Collection of Phantom Beasts and Demons" it also mentioned that in the European mountainous areas of the classical era, some hunters believed that toads had the magic of seeing through spells. If someone kissed the toad, the toad would lead the man out of the forest where the spell was cast."

"Is this the truth about the famous Frog Prince story in Grimm's fairy tale?" Sima Ling turned around and looked at the Miao brother who was still trying hard to get rid of his pet's excessive intimate contact, and sighed.

"Well, it should be a little darker than that. Behind the story of the Frog Prince, the princess should rely on witchcraft to drive the frog to find the golden ball. However, in the notorious witch hunting movement in the classical era, even the princess of the lord's family would not be affected, so her mother's family married her to a higher-ranking nobleman in order to seek shelter. This is the plot of the frog becoming a prince, and the meaning behind it."

Wei Ye flipped through the virtual book pages that appeared on the bamboo slip terminal, and his fingers moved up the title of the chapter "Magic and Animals", and said carelessly.

Regarding this remark, Sima Ling unceremoniously defined Wei Ye's reasoning: "Uncle, you are here to destroy someone else's beautiful childhood again."

"Childhood is a precious experience for individuals. It is not something that is easy to destroy. Compared to it, what I am more willing to destroy is the seemingly beautiful propaganda." Wei Ye waved to Aili, who was crushed by Zhu Xia, and made a cheering gesture, "For example, the politician's campaign promise, the cultists' death are divided into seventy-two virgins, and the sacred and inviolable nature of the imperial regime."

"I'm so arrogant, uncle." Sima Ling put the big Chinese knot just wrinkled on the table, put his arm on a short table like a cat and stretched his waist. "People always believe in what they are willing to believe."

"That's right." Wei Ye nodded indifferently and repeated, "People always believe in what they are willing to believe."

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For the Northern Force, it is not difficult to dig out a sudden jasmine flower. However, it is very difficult to let all kinds of people in the streets and alleys of Luoyang, among the city foxes and rats control their mouths and never gossip around.

Besides, overnight, the entire Luoyang City was not the only one who suddenly became a strange jasmine from Ma City.

Under the wall of the imperial prison, the middle of the intersection of Nancheng Road was either on the side of the government office with sensitive status or a lively place where people and cars came and went, and there were a few strange jasmine with petals and handwriting. Even the important places where Kaiyang Gate, Guangyang Gate, Pingcheng Gate and other places where Luoyang were in and out, gatekeepers reported that it was said that white jasmine was born overnight, and the handwriting on the flowers seemed to be born, which was a big wonder.

Not to mention the Northern Territory, even the Jingzhao Yin and Luoyang Order could not hide it when they arrived in such a field. This is not the end, and even the underestimated subordinates had to cause trouble for Shangguan at such a critical moment.

One morning, except for Luoyang City, running to eliminate jasmine flowers, there was nothing else that could be done. Qin Feng and Qin lieutenant were already angry. When he received the latest news from his subordinates, the Northern lieutenant, who was born in a small martial arts minister, could not contain his evil fire and suddenly burst out:

"Does Li Zheng and Wuhou in Tongheli not take the lead in doing business? At this time, what kind of auspiciousness will come!"

It was his deputy Jiang Anshang who could calm down and asked: "What auspiciousness is there in Tongheli?"

The messenger who reported the news was also a family business. He observed his words and expressions and studied the knowledge since childhood. At this moment, he could only say lightly: "Tongheli is full of rural brains that have gone to the city to work. I really have no knowledge. I just saw many purple-covered wooden mushrooms under an old locust tree next to the road. I thought it was a natural zhicao Jiarui, so I reported it to the yamen. The Tongheli was still in the yamen office, waiting for the corps to summon him to see him."

Although these words were already light and fluttering, Qin Feng felt that his temples were slightly swelling and pain, but he kept sneering: "Okay, okay, it's really good. In addition to the broken flowers all over the city, I also grew Ganoderma lucidum grass for me? It won't grow early or late, and it will grow one by one on the eye of this joint?!"

Jiang An also felt a headache when he listened to his boss’ complaints, but he still had to ask for some things: "Where is Ganoderma lucidum born in Tongheli? How many plants have been born?"

"Reply to Jiang Zhengshi, six Ganoderma lucidum plants were born, all of which were several inches tall. The largest one had nine leaves, and each leaf had a pattern of a palace immortal. Where Ganoderma lucidum was born..."

Speaking of this, the messenger who reported the news felt a little unconcealed. He could only raise his head and replied loudly: "I was born under the Taoist stone in Tongheli."

It would be fine if I didn't report it clearly. When I heard it clearly, I heard a "pop", but Qin Feng broke the whip in his hand: "Change people again and go to various markets to check the Taoist mortars that have just been sealed to see if there is any other strange thing! After that, I don't need to report it to me, and I will burn it all on the spot!"

While he was ruthless, he saw another old man wearing a Liang Jinxian crown, leading several civil servants toward him like flying. The leader was not someone else, but Wang Qinian, the miscellaneous official at the Jingzhao Yin of Luoyang who was responsible for placing documents and was now responsible for contacting the news about the imperial prison and the Luoyang government agencies.

The dry old man ran away and was extremely excited. He was holding the hem of the silk official clothes in both hands and shouted at Qin Feng: "But the Qin lieutenant is in front of him? I just got into the Luoyang Bureau and came to report the good news to the Qin lieutenant!"

Qin Feng was already full of anger, and he had no time to talk nonsense with this old man? But the official face was always unwilling and could only bow down: "Mr., now the Northern Captain has a 100,000 urgent official service dispatch, but there is no happy event? Could it be that Ma Yuanyi has already confessed?"

Wang Qinian stopped taking a step, pressed his left hand against his old waist and took a few breaths, then waved his hand and said, "How can it be? Even if the rebel confesses, it is the credit of Zhou Daling, an internal envoy who is obeying the imperial edict. How can he share the role of me like me in me? The revelation of good news is that I am happy to come out of the noble yamen."

After saying this, Qin Feng became even more confused. He stepped forward and asked blankly: "What's the happy event in our Northern Wei Office?"

However, he did not expect that Wang Qinian smiled so hard that he could not see his eyes. The "great joy" he told, but he made another brick on his head:

"The relationship between heaven and man is full of auspicious signs. In front of the gate of the noble yamen, a tree of Jiao is born, and the book is several pieces of high and the ears are hundreds of solid, which is far beyond the records in classics and history. Isn't it a great joy!"
Chapter completed!