Originally, he had always had doubts about things like hexagrams.
Let’s talk about Changxian. If you meet a “noble person”, you will be the Great Wise King. If you don’t meet him, you will be the Great Demon King.
This kind of question is also doubtful here, I may not believe it.
It's like saying that so-and-so has to die tomorrow, but there are variables. If he doesn't die, then he won't die. It's like farting.
Therefore, Chu Qing didn't take the hexagrams about the Three Hidden Gates seriously at all, and felt it was a bit deceitful.
But the problem is that He Mowen actually calculated that he would leave Beijing and come to the East China Sea, so he had to let Rang believe it.
"What kind of calamity and what kind of calamity?"
"I don't know. I just say that my nephew will suffer a terrible disaster."
"Is it eldest sister, or is it Da Jie?"
"Great Tribulation."
Chu Qing turned around and shouted: "Fu Yongkang, Fu Guards, come here, quickly!"
The second young master of the Fu family walked over slowly and leisurely like a zombie.
Chu Qing said very seriously: "Brother, I have never asked you for anything."
Fu Yongkang: "Go to Beiguan and borrow money from my family."
Fu Baobao: "Let's fight for the vanguard and ask the second master for advice."
Fu Yongkang: "After returning to Beijing, I asked my father to open a poor academy."
Fu Baobao: "On Ryukyu Island..."
"That's not a beg, it's a request." Chu Qing interrupted impatiently: "Now I ask you two brothers to do something. From this moment on, you two will protect He Jizhen every step of the way."
Fu Yongkang and Fu Baobao looked at each other, then shook their heads together.
Fu Yongkang: "Not good."
Fu Baobao: "The uncle and the second uncle don't like him."
Fu Yongkang: "Because he is lazier than the uncle."
Fu Baobao: "Because he is lazier than the second master."
"Don't talk about my words here." Chu Qing said sternly: "If something happens to He Ji, I will complain to Mr. Fu after returning to Beijing. You know me, I am the best at confusing right and wrong."
Fu Yongkang: "I'm afraid. I'm afraid."
Fu Baobao: "Okay, okay."
The two brothers left and found He Jizhen to be a full-time bodyguard seven times twenty-four hours a day.
Zhao Baodan sighed: "This catastrophe may not necessarily be a disaster of life and death caused by swords and weapons."
"What's the meaning?"
"Master He said that you are a lucky man. You are rich and noble, and you can live until you die."
Chu Qing: "..."
"My nephew and I are almost inseparable from you. You are in danger. That means it has nothing to do with you. If it has nothing to do with you, it is not about the battle formation."
Chu Qing nodded in understanding.
He Jizhen's fate has nothing to do with everyone or the battle formation, it is his own business.
Thinking of this, Chu Qing suddenly realized.
No wonder He Jizhen would do it to anyone he saw. It turned out that he wanted to nip the danger in the bud, and would rather kill the wrong person than let him go.
Lin Kui on the flagpole shouted, the Silla warship was approaching.
Chu Qing said uncertainly: "How about just bombing it and sinking it?"
Zhao Baodan felt warm in his heart and shook his head with a smile: "This is why I didn't want to tell you before. Just go do your thing and I will protect my nephew."
Chu Qing thought for a moment and called Nangong Ping over again. Tong Gui protected Changxian and the guards on Changxian's side were divided into ten people. They followed the second young master of the Fu family to protect He Jizhen. If he went to the battlefield again, even if he was tied up, He Jizhen would not be able to be stopped.
Join the war.
When we ran to the bow of the ship, eight Silla "war ships" were right next to them. Everyone had to stretch their heads to look down.
The people on the eight Silla warships raised their heads, looking like they had never seen the world, grinning, extremely shocked.
They all wore the same clothes, which were similar to the armor of the auxiliary soldiers of the Dachang Dynasty. They were quite shabby.
Chu Qing shouted: "General, what are you doing here?"
A Silla man carrying a long bow shouted: "*￥#*&%."
Chu Qing frowned.
There isn't even a single person who speaks Chinese. Could it be that this group of people doesn't want to go to the East China Sea?
Just as everyone was looking at each other, the third brother shouted: "*#￥@*)"
Silla people: "￥#@*"
Fu San: "￥#*@&*￥(#"
Everyone was shocked. No one expected that the third brother could actually understand the other person's language.
The Three Kingdoms use the same language, but only people in Honglu Temple understand this language.
"Third brother, how can you speak their language?"
Fu San smiled and said: "Among Di Qinhu's concubines, there are not only Ying thieves, but also several Goguryeo women. When I had nothing to do, I took the opportunity to learn some."
Yes, I just said it when I had nothing to do.
Chu Qing was sincerely convinced. Look at his third brother. He learned foreign languages from two languages at the same time. If he followed him, he wouldn't be too incompetent.
The two sides chatted for a while, and the third brother looked at Chen Dinglan: "I'm looking for you."
"Looking for this commander?" Chen Dinglan was confused.
The third brother yelled again, and the Silla people raised their heads: "General!"
"Look, just say I'm looking for you."
Chen Dinglan was even more confused. Regardless of whether he was dead or not, he did call out his name.
The third brother said to Chu Qing: "Young master, let the man get on the boat first. He said he is asking for help. He only told Chen Dinglan, the commander of Shang Yun Dao Zhoufu."
"Ask for help?"
Chu Qing's head was also filled with questions. After nodding, the hanging basket was thrown down.
Liao Wenzhi frowned slightly: "We want everyone from Silla to board the ship."
The third brother shouted a few more words, but the Silla people did not grab the hanging basket, but showed a look of caution on their faces.
Teacher Liao came to the crossbow, adjusted the angle, and then suddenly hit the hammer.
The spear-like crossbow arrows shot through a Silla warship with a sound of piercing the air and broke into pieces. The Silla people were frightened, and the people on the ship jumped into the sea.
The domineering Liao Wenzhi said expressionlessly: "Tell them, if they don't get on the boat, people will die and the boat will be destroyed!"
The third brother yelled. This time the Silla people were honest, but they still looked angry and dare not speak. They gritted their teeth and entered the hanging basket.
Chu Qing was not curious about what Teacher Liao meant. He was only curious about how Teacher Liao loaded the crossbow.
The bed crossbows currently used in Donghai City are all the latest. You can use the twist turntable to load the crossbow, or you can use your hands directly, but most people can't do it. It requires the combined efforts of two or three strong men.
Looking at Teacher Liao again, he loaded the crossbow with one hand. Who would believe that this old man is a scholar?
But Chu Qing didn't notice that Teacher Liao usually read when he had nothing to do. He touched his left hand and shook his head as he read, while his right hand held a stone lock and practiced blocks.
Eight ships, less than 200 people, all wearing armor, very simple armor, all men, tall, short, fat, thin, old and young. After boarding the ship, they were stripped of their weapons and did not resist. I guess
They didn't dare to resist. A Hu female tribesman could pretend to be both of them. Only Cao Hu's thighs were thicker than their waists.
Chen Dinglan looked confused and asked the third brother to ask what was going on.
The third brother pointed at Chen Dinglan and babbled a lot.
The two sides began to communicate, and the third brother's expression changed again and again, sometimes angry, sometimes distressed, and sometimes helpless.
Everyone knows about Fu San. The third brother doesn't have that much expression at all, it's obviously just pretending.
Everyone is becoming more and more curious about what is going on with this group of Silla people.