"Oh? Is it a relic of Prime Minister Zhuge?"
Dongfang Su looked at Zhuge Qianqiu with surprise.
"Yes."
Zhuge Qianqiu handed a tips bag to Dongfang Su.
Dongfang Su took it solemnly.
Turn it on.
There was indeed a piece of jade inside.
There seems to be some words engraved on it.
Dongfang Su immediately looked carefully.
"The water fills the sky and the earth, making it difficult for all living beings to wake up at dawn."
"The nine tripods come from the clouds, and the water in the sky sees the clouds open."
Dongfang Su was startled for a moment.
This jade piece has such a poem engraved on it.
And it's a very simple poem.
But it seems to mean something.
"Mr. Zhuge, what does the poem on this jade piece mean?"
Zhuge Qianqiu smiled slightly.
"I didn't know much about it at first, but this heavy rain disaster made me understand the meaning of this jade poem."
Dongfang Su was moved.
"Oh? Please give me some advice, sir."
Zhuge Qianqiu immediately said, "My Zhuge family has a ancestral stargazing technique that can predict good and bad luck, and our ancestors' stargazing technique is beyond the reach of us and other future generations." "Back then, our ancestors used stargazing techniques to predict good and bad luck.
Now that we are facing the heavy rain disaster, and after stargazing many times, we see a way to resolve the flood disaster."
"But the secret cannot be revealed, let alone a prediction that spans thousands of years."
"So, the ancestors left this jade piece for future generations of the Zhuge family to preserve. If the prediction is wrong, the jade piece will never be born."
"It's just that now it seems that the ancestor's prediction has come true."
Dongfang Su was shocked.
Predictions spanning thousands of years?
It actually came true.
How powerful was Prime Minister Zhuge back then?
No wonder a few years ago, many legends about Prime Minister Zhuge were still circulating in the Southern Wasteland.
It seems that he really is an unpredictable existence.
"Then what is the meaning of the poem on this jade piece?"
Dongfang Su asked.
Zhuge Qianqiu shook his head.
"I have no comment."
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Dongfang Su was startled.
"Why?"
Zhuge Qianqiu sighed, "This is the legacy of my Zhuge family, the predictions of our ancestors. I and other descendants cannot deduce them. We can only tell the predictions to the people who should be told."
After speaking, Zhuge Qianqiu said nothing and left.
Dongfang Su held the jade piece and frowned.
Thinking hard.
"The Nine Cauldrons came from the clouds? The sky and water see the clouds opening?"
"Could this be the way to control floods?"
Dongfang Su murmured to himself.
"Jiuding? Are you talking about the Nine Cauldrons? But why did the Jiuding come down from the clouds?"
"What does it mean to see clouds opening in the sky? Does it refer to rain? Or does it refer to the hanging Tianhe River?"
Dongfang Su felt that his brain was suddenly a little insufficient.
"Lone Moon, come and read these two poems."
He called Gu Yue over.
Gu Yue came closer and looked at the poem on the jade piece.
But for a while I couldn't see why.
"Your Majesty, does this poem mean that we go to the clouds to find the Nine Cauldrons? Use these Nine Cauldrons to control floods?"
Gu Yue said cautiously.
"is that so?"
Dongfang Su frowned, feeling that this was not the case.
Go to the clouds to find Jiuding?
This poem clearly says that the Nine Cauldrons came from the clouds.
It's more like nine great cauldrons falling from the clouds.
Wouldn't that hit someone?
Even if it hits flowers and plants, it's not good.
etc.
Why did I go astray?
Dongfang Su shook his head.
"His Majesty!"
Gu Yue suddenly exclaimed.
"What's wrong?"
Dongfang Su looked at Gu Yue in confusion.
Why was this guy so surprised?
"
Yun! Your Majesty! Have you forgotten? It’s Yun!”
Gu Yue said with some excitement.
"cloud?"
Dongfang Su hasn't reacted yet.
"Fuyun Mountain! Ye Qingyun!"
Gu Yue shouted directly.
Dongfang Su also woke up immediately.
He slapped his forehead.
"My brain! How come I didn't expect this at all!"
After being reminded by Gu Yue, Dongfang Su immediately understood.
To be continued...