Chapter 43 Seven Star Lantern Can Still Play Like This
"You've come, you can't go back empty-handed."
Zhu Di decisively moved out a box, opened it with a click.
"Priest Xiao Wang, please accept these gifts to show your face."
There are several antiques placed inside, some are in good condition, and some are cracked and covered with traces of age erosion.
Wang Huaigong focused his eyes, moved them slightly, and looked at the Qi outside the object.
After a brief scan, the origin of each object is already clear.
hey-hey!
This thing... even Zhu Yuanzhang dreamed of, actually fell into Zhu Di's hands?
"These objects have been collected by me from various places over the years. Some of them don't know their origins. Xiao Wang took a look at them and took whatever he liked. If he liked them all, he even moved the boxes away."
Zhu Di carried personal goods with him, and of course he also had selfish motives.
As an upright man, he was generous and did not hide his thoughts.
He couldn't figure out the origins, uses, and whether these antiquities were good or bad.
Yao Tianxi could see it, but he hid it or was too embarrassed to say it.
Zhu Di also saw that Wang Huai was an eclectic person, so he was the right person to go to, and he would definitely not cheat.
Wang Huai didn't point it out. He picked up a long, tough tendon as thick as his thumb, made a tied pose, and showed a meaningful smile.
"King Yan is really good at playing."
Zhu Di looked at Wang Huai with a comrade's smile.
"Taoist Master Xiao Wang likes it, then take it."
Wang Huai laughed.
"Does King Yan like Bawang Bow?"
"Wouldn't it be nice to change things up sometimes?" Zhu Di asked with a half-smile.
Wang Huai couldn't help laughing.
"King Yan has overthought it. It is the real Overlord's Bow. Xiang Yu's Overlord's Bow is an object, not a project."
Zhu Di was startled.
"Does this thing have anything to do with the Overlord Bow?"
Wang Huai fiddled with tough tendons and explained seriously.
"The Overlord's Bow of Western Chu is made of black iron. The bow string is made of tough black dragon tendons. It cannot be burned and can be cut continuously. It requires the strength of a tripod to draw the bow. This is the bow string of black dragon tendons."
Zhu Di was so speechless that the Overlord's bow string was used to play with his beloved concubine Xu Miaoyun...
Wang Huai glanced around and picked up one of the candlesticks, which were scattered high and low.
Zhu Di showed an unforgettable smile.
Wang Huai had a look of respect on his face.
"This object is the most precious one among them."
"What's the origin?" King Yan was startled again.
That black dragon tendon is already so big.
Could this ancient candlestick or oil lamp be even more amazing?
Don't these candle holders or oil lamps with different heights adjust the temperature when dripping, thereby giving people different feelings?
Wang Huai stroked the bronze lamp, feeling the thousand-year-old thick texture, and felt a sense of emotion.
"This object has great origins. It is a bit weak to be used in the house. It should be used in the world - its original owner is a household name."
Zhu Di's smile became weird, and Wang Huai continued to explain:
"This is the seven-star lantern. It looks scattered across the sky and overlooks the Big Dipper. If Marquis Zhuge Wu wants to discuss something with the sky, he must sacrifice this thing first."
"Seven-star lantern?"
Zhu Di was moved and could no longer laugh.
Zhuge Wuhou left Qishan on the sixth day. He pinched himself until he was about to die, so he sacrificed the seven-star lantern and asked God whether he could lend it to him for twelve years instead of five hundred years.
In the end, something unexpected happened and the talks broke down. Zhuge Wuhou went to heaven in person to settle accounts with the Big Dipper.
"Even if you are as good as Zhuge Wuhou, you still can't escape destiny."
Looking at the bronze lamp, Yao Tianxi let out a thousand-year sigh.
Zhu Di has known the allusion of stars falling in Wuzhangyuan since he was a child. When he saw this seven-star lantern, his mood was very different from usual.
The eldest brother Zhu Biao's situation is very similar to that of Zhuge Wuhou.
He carried the Ming Dynasty on his body, but God asked him to put down his burden and fly to the sky.
Zhu Di suddenly looked at Wang Huai, his eyes flashing brightly.
"Xiao Taoist Priest Wang, can you use this lamp to make an IOU with God and lend him a few dozen autumns to my elder brother?"
Although Xiao Wanghuai has some Taoism, is Zhuge Wuhou a vegetarian?
Yao Tianxi shook his head and sighed.
"Zhuge Wuhou wants to extend his life in order to extend his exhausted life for the great man. This is going against the will of heaven, and God will certainly not allow it!"
It’s hard to find someone to borrow money, let alone ask God to borrow years?
Zhu Di retorted:
"Liu Bowen also borrowed it from God. How come he was able to borrow it for twelve years based on his ability?"
Wang Huai laughed dumbly.
"Meng Yuan Qi has been exhausted, Liu Bowen refills... uh... Borrowing years is to help Lao Zhu establish the Ming Dynasty. This is in accordance with nature, that is not called borrowing, it is to help God work, of course I have to give it to him
Pay some wages."
Zhu Di looked dissatisfied.
"Since the Ming Dynasty has a long life, my eldest brother is not against heaven. Even if I lend him a twelve-year period, it will be fine."
Yao Tianxi stared at Zhu Di, hating that iron was not enough.
Of course Wang Huai knew that Yao Tianxi's Xiao Jiujiu and Zhu Biao were still there, and even if the nine vassal kings united in rebellion, they could not shake the Ming Dynasty.
As soon as Zhu Biao left, he punished Zhu Yunwen's son, which was a beating.
Wang Huai smiled slightly:
"A Biao is too strong and comprehensive. God doesn't want to see it. If you want to save him, there are two prerequisites..."
Zhu Di interrupted:
"Master Xiao Wang, please speak!"
Wang Huai laughed dumbly.
"Lao Zhu will ask me to go to work today. Let's talk about it after seeing His Majesty."
Zhu Di's face turned ugly.
"Then this seven-star lamp is useless?"
Wang Huai disapproved, put down the seven-star lantern with a smile, and spoke frankly.
"Jiajia is also a magic weapon used by Marquis Wu. After refining it, it can be regarded as a good treasure; especially for me."
Zhu Di waved his hand in disinterest.
"This seven-star lantern was originally meant for Taoist Priest Xiao Wang, so just take it."
Wang Huai puts away the seven-star lanterns.
Zhu Di's thoughts were spinning, his father was moody, and he would make people drink soup if he disagreed with him.
When Zhu Di's mother, Empress Ma, and his eldest nephew Xiong Ying died, his father, Emperor Longyan, was furious. The doctors who were treating the disease were ordered to drink soup together and go down to continue treating the disease. If they were not cured, they would not come back.
My father is not a benevolent and righteous king at heart. The only kindness he has is for the people.
Master Yao also said that the eldest brother is a man whose destiny has been exhausted. To save Abiao, he would offend God if he lived, and he would offend the emperor if he did not live.
Either way, he must die.
Zhu Di seemed to have been holding it in for a long time and couldn't spit it out.
"Xiao Taoist Priest Wang, what is the reason that makes you risk your life and death to help my elder brother?"
"poverty."
Wang Huaifeng said calmly.
"Aha, Taoist Priest Wang is really good at joking."
"Well, it's really poverty. I came here originally to ask King Yan for sponsorship..."
"How much difference? Just tell me."
"One hundred thousand is never too little, and never be afraid of more, but now it looks like it's not bad."
"Oh?" Zhu Di pinched his pocket subconsciously and his anus tightened.
Wang Huai briefly explained the Qianzhou Island project and the offshore projects.
Lao Zhu's sea ban was placed there. Unexpectedly, Zhu Di's expression did not change when he talked about the sea. Instead, he looked yearning for it.
Wang Huai thought to himself, this friend can get along well, he would really dare to get involved if something happens.
But such a rebellious guy will suffer a lot sooner or later.
Wang Huai glanced at the front of Zhu Didang. The hall was dark, but it was not a bloody disaster. He shook his head slightly.
"The King of Yan is going to suffer some physical pain today. He was hurt by others. The problem is not serious."
King Yan couldn't help but laugh.
"Aha! Taoist Priest Xiao Wang is a god, but this time he wants to destroy his sign. In the world, the bastard Zixiao Xiaoxiao who can hurt me is not even born yet!"
Just kidding, he is the majestic King of Yan, Zhu Di, who was killed among thousands of troops.
In Yingtianfu City, where murderous intent is not allowed, who can hurt him? This chapter has been completed!