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Into the Liaozhai Volume 4: The Way of Demons Chapter 276: Fortune Telling

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    Chapter 276: Fortune telling

    (Dragon and tiger gather together, it¡¯s a bit confusing, you need to clear your mind!)

    The capital has been the center of the world since ancient times. The dynasties have been running it from generation to generation, and its heritage is profound and unfathomable.  (¡¶¡·)

    The world is centered on the capital, so the center of the capital is the Forbidden City.

    At dusk, the afterglow of the setting sun gradually fell behind the mountains. I believe it would disappear completely soon, retreating and allowing the night to sweep up and cover the earth.

    There are melodious bells ringing in the Forbidden City, spreading out like layers of water waves.  Although night has not yet fallen, candles have begun to be lit in various palaces.

    In the Minghua Hall, the candles are like lamps, shining brightly.

    Sitting among them was a monk, neither tall nor fat. He was wearing a bright red cassock. There were countless exquisite pictures and texts on the cassock, and there was a faint light flowing from time to time. It was an indescribable mystery and fantasy.

    He has a plump face, like a mountain in heaven, with three long strands of beard floating down to his chest. At this time, he squinted his eyes, as if he was in trance.

    With him as the center, there was a circle of people sitting around, all of whom were wearing official robes with patterns such as bullfighting, flying pythons, and footed snakes, showing their high and powerful status.

    ??Indeed, all of you here are either great scholars or ministers from various ministries. Almost all the important officials of the imperial court are gathered together. If just one person goes out, thousands of people will kneel down and worship him.

    But now, they all sat respectfully and looked at the monk calmly.  ""

    "Please ask Master Ksitigarbha to take action and tell the world's fortune!"

    In the silence, someone finally spoke up, but it was Lord He Jiehe, the great scholar of Wenhua Palace.  He is about fifty years old, with a serious face and bright eyes.

    Master Ksitigarbha opened his eyes slowly, his eyes were like water, showing no joy or anger, and said: "This poor monk came from the west to do something. He was favored by the Holy Spirit and summoned to the city, but he also wanted to do whatever he wanted.  I am the national preceptor. It¡¯s just that the matter is huge, but the poor monk never dares to agree to it. He is about to say goodbye and leave. My lords, please invite the poor monk here just for the purpose of fortune-telling?"

    Mr. He said in a deep voice: "That's right. I have heard about the great reputation of the master for a long time, so I specially asked the master to do the calculation, so that I can know the ups and downs of the world."

    Master Ksitigarbha shook his head slightly and said, "It's okay, it's hard to refuse such kindness, so a poor monk can just count it as a hexagram."

    After saying that, he reached out and took out a bowl from nowhere. The bottom was round and golden, as if made of gold.  The golden bowl was placed on the ground, and he smiled again. He stretched out his hand and flicked the bowl. The empty bowl suddenly changed, with countless ripples rippling around and around -

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    Suddenly those ripples condensed and turned into a bowl of water, as scarlet as blood, it turned out to be a bowl of blood!

    Master Ksitigarbha, Master Xuzang, moved without any wind, and sighed: "The golden bowl is filled with blood, and the blood is surging. This is the sign of a great calamity, and the people of the world are in trouble."

    As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked and looked shocked.  (¡¶¡·)

    Lord He Jie stamped his feet: "What should we do? Master, is there any way to save me?"

    Master Ksitigarbha put his hands together and said: "If I don't go to hell, who will? To be honest, the poor monk came to the west just to resolve this catastrophe. And he must save one person."

    An adult asked: "Who is so important?"

    "I bother!"

    Suddenly, someone in the seat stood up and yelled with his halberd pointed: "Don't ask about the people or the ghosts and gods. The world is in chaos and turmoil, the people are in dire straits, bandits are everywhere, and even the blind know that the people are in trouble. How can it be solved by just one person? It's simply ridiculous."  "

    This man is tall and burly, with a dark face, but he is Zuo Heng, Minister of the Ministry of Industry.

    He Jie was shocked and angry: "Zuo Heng, how dare you disrespect the master?"

    Zuo Hengdao: "Sir, you keep saying that you ask the master to tell fortunes according to the imperial edict. However, in my opinion, it is really ridiculous. I think the saint is wise, how can the fate of the country be determined by one hexagram?"

    He Jie sneered and said: "Then according to your opinion, I am falsely passing on the imperial edict?"

    "I don't dare, but I will definitely report to your Majesty tomorrow morning and state the reasons. I won't accompany you now."

    After saying that, Zuo Heng walked away with a puff of his sleeves.

    "There is no such reason! There is no such reason!"

    He Jie was fuming.

    Next to him, Wu Yongbiao, the Minister of Rites, advised: "Master He, Zuo Heng has always been arrogant. Why do you need to be acquainted with him? He dares to disrespect the master and break the etiquette. Tomorrow I will read his book and punish his sins."

    Master Ksitigarbha, however, was not annoyed and said with a smile: "That's good, that's good."

    He Jie hurriedly confessed: "I dare to ask Master, who is the person you want to save?"

    Master Ksitigarbha laughed and said, "It's not that the poor monk doesn't want to tell me, it's just that there are some things that are difficult to explain clearly."

      He Jie said: "In that case, I would like to ask Master to act in an expedient manner. If you need anything, just let me know!"

    Now the emperor is paying homage to the Buddha and building temples. Ksitigarbha, also known as Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, is a highly respected figure. When he came to the west, the emperor actually asked him to be the national teacher. This honor was unparalleled, but he declined it.  Even so, its position in the heart of the emperor is unparalleled and must not be neglected.

    Master Ksitigarbha put his hands together and said, "Thank you, sir. It's getting late, but it's not easy for me to stay in the palace for a long time, so I'll take my leave."

    With that said, he walked out of the palace.

    A group of adults hurriedly saw each other off, then came back and sat down, talking a lot.

    He Jie coughed dryly and said: "My lords, the current situation is not optimistic. I hope that everyone can work together to come up with a charter so that I can return to the Holy Spirit."

    Zhang Meng, Secretary of the Ministry of War, said: "As the saying goes, in troubled times, we should use heavy codes. We should send an order to all major state capitals to take strict precautions. Anyone who dares to be a bandit will be killed without mercy; anyone who is a mob will be punished with the same crime."

    He Jie nodded: "This is a good method, hum. Recently, there have been memorials coming from Liangzhou, Zhangzhou and other places, saying that there are bandits who not only occupy the mountains and become kings, but also recruit random people and raise flags in an attempt to rebel. It is really irresponsible and must be ruthless.  Suppress them ruthlessly and behead them all as a warning to others."

    Wu Yongbiao added: "We can also increase the reward, so that those who harbor evil intentions will have nowhere to hide."

    "Yes, that's it."

    He Jie was high-spirited, clasped his fists at the crowd around him, and said: "My lords, after His Majesty ascended the throne, he immediately set things right and appointed us as ministers to assist him. In this way, we must retaliate with all our heart and soul to repay His grace!"

    It can be said that these important ministers all came to the throne after Emperor Zhengming ascended the throne. As the saying goes, "one emperor and one minister", and the original old ministers abdicated one after another, retired and returned to their hometowns.

    "I'll do my best to repay the divine grace!"

    Everybody knelt down on the ground together, kowtowed and shouted loudly.

    But it was said that Master Ksitigarbha went outside the palace, looked up at the sky, and saw stars flashing. He immediately took out the golden bowl, stared at each other, and observed the hexagrams in it: "There is a star drifting, it should be on the throne of the emperor, so he has arrived."  There is no need for me to make an extra trip to the capital."

    With a flick of his wrist, he put the golden bowl into his arms. Without holding a Zen staff, he took steps forward and recited: "The world is at war with each other, and the human heart is like a ghost, and the world is in chaos, so good, so good!"

    The red cassock was floating and he walked away.

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