Ye Han pushed the door open and walked in. He saw Zhou Chunfeng standing by the desk, looking out the window, facing him sideways, and then walked forward as usual.
"Just stand at the door." Zhou Chun's voice rustled in the wind, like cold raindrops.
"Yes." Ye Han stood there, lowered his head, and his eyes flashed.
"Our night guard has two branches: light and dark. The light side supervises the civil and military officials and deals with monsters and monsters. The dark side is densely spread throughout the country, lurking everywhere, like a big net covering the world. What is going on in the divine capital city?
Some people can hide it from the Pavilion Elder, some can hide it from the kings, but few can hide it from the Night Guard." Zhou Chunfeng said slowly.
Ye Han gritted his teeth, bent his legs, and knelt on the ground with a thud.
"Master Zhou, Bei Shi is guilty! The Prince of Yuan Wang relied on the kindness King Yuan had to his father and threatened Bei Shi, so Bei Shi was forced to agree to conspire with them. But Bei Shi dared to swear to God, the Prince of Yuan Wang only said that Li Qingxian should be behaved and ugly.
I taught him a severe lesson, but I didn’t even mention taking his life. It was only later that I found out that he wanted to kill Li Qingxian.”
"You haven't been admitted yet, and your position is uncertain. How dare you claim a humble position?" Zhou Chunfeng looked out the window, his voice soft.
Ye Han felt cold all over.
"You know, I originally valued you very much." Zhou Chunfeng said.
"I understand. If it weren't for you, I would be walking on thin ice and trembling with fear, whether in the Marquis Mansion or the Night Guard. If I knew that you and Li Qingxian had an old relationship, even if I died, I would not agree to the prince of Yuan. Really,
The villain is willing to swear by anything, even the evil god." Ye Han's mouth was filled with bitterness.
Zhou Chunfeng gritted his teeth, clenched his right hand tightly, then slowly released it, and finally let out a soft sigh.
"You should be grateful to be alive in Qingxian. I heard that you have had many adventures recently. Please find an opportunity to apologize to Qingxian." Zhou Chunfeng said.
Ye Han suddenly raised his head and said excitedly: "Thank you, Mr. Zhou, for your forgiveness! I will find a way to atone for my sin! Don't worry, I will satisfy Qingxian and never let you down."
"Go down."
Ye Han stood up, thanked him profusely and left.
In the study, Zhou Chunfeng let out a long sigh. He didn't expect that Ye Han, whom he had entrusted to his best interests, would be so unbearable. He originally wanted to cultivate him carefully.
"Old friend, the kindness I owe you that day is over today. From now on, Ye Han and I have nothing to do with each other."
Zhou Chunfeng looked out the window in ecstasy, his eyes full of desolation.
Li Qingxian walked out of Zhou Chunfeng's study, slowed down, thought slowly, and perfected the plan in his mind.
This matter must not end here!
With a sneer, Li Qingxian slowly walked towards the street patrol house.
After turning a long corridor, we came to the large yard outside the residence. The old locust tree in the middle covered half of the yard like a giant umbrella.
"Don't believe it! I was at the scene at that time, only an inch away from Lord Zhou Hen's horse's hooves. As soon as the horse's hooves were raised, the aura of a fourth-grade master shot straight into the sky. The sky and the earth were dim, the wind was fierce, and the rags on my body were whistling.
He was shaking so hard that Pang Mingjing was so frightened that he lost his courage..."
Li Qingxian heard Zheng Hui's familiar voice and followed it.
Under the big locust tree, surrounded by night guards and torches and oil lamps, Zheng Hui was full of energy and saliva flew everywhere.
From time to time, his right hand would grab the tattered clothes on his body, as if showing off military medals.
Li Qingxian shook his head and smiled. Unexpectedly, Zheng Hui had not changed his clothes yet. After walking a few steps, he leaned on the rockery next to him and listened to Zheng Hui bragging.
Ding……
There was a strange sound of jade stones clashing, followed by the roar of boulders crushing the earth, and Li Qingxian's eyes darkened and lit up.
In the void, a faint light flickered.
At the end of the sky and the earth, a huge object like an armillary sphere fell from the starry sky, covering the sky and the sun.
On the gray silver base guarded by four dragons, twelve brass and black-patterned rings are intertwined to form a large disk.
The giant thing shook slightly, the disk spread out, and the ring rotated.
Like an armillary sphere.
The twelve rings made a loud rumbling sound, as if stars were crushing the void.
Li Qingxian looked at the words on the pedestal and could only see the two words "Mingyi". The two words were intertwined and seemed to have been crossed out.
I've seen this thing in my dream, it's called the Destiny Instrument.
A white mist fell from the sky and landed on the destiny instrument.
The surface of the Tianming Instrument glowed, and the ring rotated faster.
The Destiny Instrument conveyed a message that the white mist was luck.
Li Qingxian slowly recalled some fortune-telling knowledge.
The science of fortune-telling is as vast as a sea of mist, and the mainstream fortune-telling is based on fate, supplemented by luck.
Fate magicians believe that there is an invisible and insubstantial Ming Palace in the human body. The Fate Land, Fate Pillar, Fate Star, Fate God, Fate Bureau, etc. in the Fate Palace determine everything about a person.
When everyone is born, most of their destiny is fixed and difficult to change.
The fortune teller determines a person's fate through the fortune palace, which is called fortune telling.
Fortune prediction is generally divided into three categories: full fate, time fortune and fleeting fortune.
Full life refers to deducing a person's complete life number. Anyone who can do it is a great life magician.
Time destiny is to estimate a person's current situation based on his destiny, four pillars and eight characters. It is also the most common way to predict destiny.
The fleeting year is different. Although the fleeting year is also based on the destiny, it also pays attention to other factors, such as environment, season, situation, etc.
The fleeting year only focuses on the good and bad luck of the last year, and it fluctuates greatly.
The force that has the greatest influence on the passing year is luck.
Fate science has a very strict division into the stages of luck, which are called the Twelve Immortals.
They are the four auspicious ones, the four inauspicious ones, and the four peaceful ones.
Longevity, crown and belt, official position, and prosperous emperor are the four auspicious signs.
Defeat, death, and grave are definitely the four evils.
Decay, disease, fetus, and nourishment are Siping.
Each stage is divided into three small stages, and there may also be adverse luck.
Li Qingxian suddenly remembered that in the early morning, he once looked at Dong Ying and saw a dead tree.
I didn't understand what it meant at the time, but I do now.
That dead tree represents the "decline" in Siping.
Decline means that Dong Ying's luck gradually weakens during this year, just like when a person reaches old age, his body begins to age. This is a normal phenomenon, so it is called flat.
Li Qingxian leaned on the rockery and slowly pondered fortune telling and white luck.
That white luck is obviously a good thing, bringing the Destiny Instrument to life, but where does it come from?
Just as he was thinking about it, someone suddenly shouted: "Isn't that Li Qingxian?"
Li Qingxian followed the sound and saw that the crowd surrounding Zheng Hui in front of them all turned to look at him. They were a large mass of people, as if they were connected with the crown of the big locust tree in the dark night.
"Quiet!" Zheng Hui excitedly pushed away the crowd and walked over quickly.
Han Anbo and Yu Ping followed behind, and the rest of the night guards followed excitedly.
"I heard that Mr. Zhou invited you to dinner and chatted all day. How was it?" Zheng Hui asked loudly.
Li Qingxian smiled and said: "Master Zhou felt that my work was too leisurely, so he added an extra burden and arranged for me to be a clerk in the Prison Department."
"What about Pang Mingjing?" Zheng Hui asked.
Li Qingxian said: "Business matters are business. As a night guard, if you betray the night guard, you will be severely punished."
"Okay!" Zheng Hui breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, a thick voice sounded: "Is Qingxian not hurt?"
The noise stopped, everyone looked respectfully towards the voice, and saluted in unison.
"I've seen Mr. He Fangshou!"
Two night guards held two crackling torches behind the man. The flames danced and faint shadows flickered on the man's face.
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Note 1: Chang among the twelve immortals sounds the same as palm, which means growth, not immortality.
Note 2: I made up the Twelve Immortals randomly. I didn’t read the "Ziping Zhenzhen", "Yuanhai Ziping", "Didi Tiansui", etc. carefully and repeatedly. Those books said that the Twelve Immortals are numerology. I
It's the luck of a fantasy fairy, not a feudal superstition, and it's not a system. Readers are asked to make their own judgments (squinting dog-headed expression).
Note 3: The setting of this book is mainly based on this book, and it may be different from others. I hope everyone knows. All the contents of this book were made up improvised by me after listening to the old man and old lady chatting under the big locust tree at the head of the village. It is just a fantasy fairy tale.
The novel has nothing to do with feudal superstition.