Chapter 102 I Guess Your Fire Gun Has No Iron Eggs
"Your Highness, I suspect that you have been tricked. Although there is no evidence, let me take a look at the scepter of Karmapa first!"
Wang Huai withdrew his gaze from A Biao's forehead, gave a reminder, and walked toward the room.
Abiao quickly followed up, staggered, and almost fell over the threshold.
Before entering Prince Qin's palace, Wang Huai had been holding the scepter. When he was carrying his luggage and checking in, Guo Yingcai took the scepter to Abiao's room.
Wang Huaidian looked at the scepter back and forth. No matter whether it was the red gold sky, the crystal crescent moon or the heart-shaped jade relic, there was nothing fishy about it.
Wang Huai smiled slightly and concentrated his true energy to investigate, and sure enough, there was heaven and earth in the shaft.
There is something inlaid inside the purple gold pole, and the bottom of the pole is actually a purple gold screw cap, so precise that it is seamlessly connected!
Yun Jin unscrewed the lid, flicked the scepter, and two small rolls of bamboo slips fell out - exquisite bone bamboo slips, with each roll containing six small bamboo slips.
The bones were cut into miniature bamboo slips, connected with hair-thin silver threads, and densely engraved with small characters.
Abiao looked at Xiaohui and spoke slowly.
"Ancient Mongolian scriptures!"
According to legend, the ancient Mongolian scriptures are extremely sacred. They can not only communicate with gods and ghosts, talk to the spirit world, but also cure diseases and save people, and have the power to call for wind and rain.
Ancient Mongolian scriptures are usually rolled into scrolls, wrapped and tied with cloth, and placed in the most holy place.
Outsiders are not allowed to read it, and family members are not allowed to touch it casually, just like the Han Chinese God of Wealth.
Some scriptures are still hidden in caves on deep mountain cliffs, so the ancient Mongolian scriptures are particularly mysterious and solemn.
Very few are made from a single bone, and they must have gone through many vicissitudes of time.
Wang Huai smiled secretly, he is just the grandson of Oracle.
"Having said so much, what is written in the scriptures?"
Wang Huai asked casually and suddenly felt something was wrong!
There is a mysterious and strange atmosphere lingering on the bone slips and fonts, one of which floats towards Abiao's forehead!
"Your Highness, put down the scriptures and find someone who knows ancient Mongolian."
Abiao's response was unexpected.
"I'm afraid it's not easy to find someone here. There are more than thirty literati teachers in Gu. Only one of them knows ancient Mongolian. Gu happened to have studied with him and knows a little bit about it."
This Versailles, six six six!
The great ones know a thing or two, and the ones who are as good as ordinary people know everything.
For example, Zhuge Kongming only knew a little bit about everything, and A Biao, for example, knew a thing or two.
But the strange aura emanating from the characters on the bone slips is most likely his new source of bad luck!
After Abiao turned over like this and took in his breath, maybe the Prince of Qin's palace would collapse because of him.
"Your Highness, please leave it alone and wait for me to come out!"
Wang Huai said something, turned around and walked towards the study.
Abiao put the bone slips on the desk, turned around and sat down.
"Roll!"
"Snapped!"
The mahogany mortise-and-tenon structure of the Heavenly Square Chair couldn't bear it and fell apart. Abiao fell to the ground.
He turned over and climbed up. He didn't even dare to sit down anymore and looked at the sky for divination.
A spider dangled from the roof beam again...
Wang Huai suppressed his laughter, walked into the study, and took out the bright yellow jade dragon-patterned jade pendant that he wore close to his body.
I touched the words on the front and back - "Zhu Xiongying" and "Yu Wanghuai".
This jade pendant contains Wang Huai's spiritual energy. Although it is easy to be struck by lightning, it is more than capable of suppressing ordinary bad luck.
Obviously he couldn't let A Biao see it. After thinking for a moment, Wang Huai took out a piece of silk from his pocket.
This is a Jade Cauldron Ice Silkworm collected from the Moroccan Sect. It has been raised in Qinhuai Tower for several months and spun into new silk. It is not afraid of fire or knife.
He folded the ice silk into a triangle, put the jade pendant in it, sewed it on a lanyard, and then Wang Huaicai walked out of the study.
Abiao was still standing with an embarrassed look on his face, his hands helplessly spread out.
Wang Huai glanced at the scattered armchairs and joked.
"Your Highness's skills are extraordinary. Fortunately, the chair is not a girl."
After saying that, he gave him a jade pendant, a triangular ice silk sac, and scared him again.
"Your Highness, this is my protective jade pendant at the bottom of the box. Wearing it close to the body can suppress bad luck. Don't take it off, otherwise you will be easily struck by lightning."
Ah Biao is a little confused about what the jade pendant inside looks like. Is it actually better than the jade talisman?
But Wang Huai is also easily struck by lightning, as he has seen with his own eyes.
Two people who love to provoke thunder get together, how dare they let Baoyu show up and take a look?
Ah Biao put the jade pendant and silk bag on his body and felt refreshed for a while. It felt so good and he no longer had to worry about bad luck!
Ah Biao calmly picked up the ancient Mongolian bone scrolls, looked at them carefully, and explained to Wang Huai.
Each piece is a set of sutras - White Bone Sutra, Fertility Sutra, Ghost Nerve Sutra, Body Protection Sutra, Cure Sutra, Nerve Relief Sutra...
After seeing the last two slices, Ah Biao, who was calm and composed, turned pale faster than roasting kidneys!
...
Outside the Great Wall, in the windy sand north of the Great Wall.
Zhu Shangbing, the eldest son of Amin, was riding a thin horse and had a servant with him.
After eating the wind and sand for a few days, and seeing the navigation windmill from time to time, I finally found the Royal Court of Beiyuan.
"Guapi and Wang Ting are all mobile. Does Beiyuan still have real estate?"
Zhu Shangbing looked unhappy, made a complaint and stepped into the tent.
Wherever he looked, he jumped up suddenly as if he had stepped on dog poop, and then showed a surprised look.
Zhu Jixi, the eldest son of his third uncle Zhu?, was standing in the big tent with a gun hanging on his body!
Out of his love for his grandson, Lao Zhu once issued an edict to allow the slightly older sons of the four vassal kings of Qin, Jin, Yan, and Four to study in the capital.
So the two are classmates, and Zhu Jixi is also his senior and cousin.
But classmate Zhu Shangbing and other classmates climbed over the wall to go out, and Zhu Jixi didn't dare to move.
The classmates teamed up to watch the concubine take a bath, but Zhu Jixi was not moved.
The whole person is like a standing wooden pile, motionless.
According to historical records, when Zhu Jixi just succeeded his father A? as the king of Jin, Lao Zhu gave him a secret edict and only told a story.
During the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period, Li Cunxu, the war god of the Later Tang Dynasty, whose courtesy name was Yazi and whose real surname was Zhu, inherited the title of King of Jin.
When Zhu Wen of the Later Liang Dynasty saw that the old Jin king had died, and the new Jin king Li Cunxu had just succeeded to the throne, he was afraid that he would be a loser.
So Zhu Wen brought a group of young men to collect protection money, but was beaten violently by Li Cunxu, and his teeth were everywhere. He didn't even recognize his father.
In the end, Zhu Wen had no choice but to sigh: Giving birth to a son should be like Li Yazi.
What's more, Li Cunxu had an uncle, Li Kening, who also wanted to seize the throne. Li Cunxu gave him a one-way ticket to travel to the West.
At that time, Lao Zhu saw that Zhu Di would be Zhu Wen or Li Kening who usurped the throne.
We look forward to the second generation Jin King Zhu Jixi becoming the ancient Jin King and God of War Li Yazi.
During the crisis, Zhu Jixi held 29 divisions and controlled 160,000 troops. With such terrifying strength, he became a station god. The court and the King of Yan could not help each other.
Zhu Di was so frightened that he shivered. Fortunately, it was Zhu Jixi, a kid with a yellow mouth!
Among the nine fortress kings, his father, the third oldest, Zhu Xi, is the best at commanding the overall situation, and the fourth, Zhu Di, is the best at commanding offensive battles.
Ah?’s reputation and strength are not weaker than those of Zhu Di, or brother.
If he were still the King of Jin next to Yandi, Zhu Di would not dare to snore while sleeping, let alone lead his troops and run away from home to go to Yingtian to talk to his boss Zhu Yunwen?
So the first thing Zhu Di did after he ascended the throne was to kill Zhu Jixi.
For such a person, when someone rebels, he should stand as a god. When the enemy attacks, will he also stand as a god?
The vassal position has been reduced!
When Zhu Jixi saw Zhu Shangbing, his eyes were stunned, he touched the blunderbuss and put it down.
Zhu Shangbing looked at him for a while, his eyes flashing with contempt.
"I guess your gun doesn't have an iron egg. It's your first time traveling far away."
Zhu Jixi snorted.
"What are you doing here?" This chapter has been completed!