Zhang Daoling looked at Yu Qizhe with his muddy yellow eyes, a gleam of light flashed across his eyes, and asked, "Did Cheng Ying get into trouble?"
If Cheng Ying had not fallen from power, they would not have dared to bring people to Nian Qu Tower in such a high-profile manner today, and the mute servant would never have left so easily.
Yu Qizhe did not comment.
Zhang Daoling became excited. He stopped meditating and stood up. The iron chain shook with a fierce sound. He grasped the iron bars and stared at Yu Qizhe closely: "What's going on outside? Tell me!"
Noticing a hint of madness on Zhang Daoling's wrinkled face, Yu Qizhe frowned slightly. He was imprisoned in such a place for decades, but he could still stay sober. He was truly an extraordinary person.
Not to mention that this person was imprisoned by Cheng Ying.
"Emperor Mingzheng went to Xianyang and took elixir and fell into a coma. Cheng Ying held the emperor hostage in Xianyang. Taiyuan general Ji Wudao and the deposed crown prince Zhu Yu conspired to rebel. Fortunately, the orphan of crown prince Zhu Chen, Crown Prince Ye, was rescued by Liu Ci Fu. Half a month ago, civil and military officials brought three letters to the people outside the gate of Liu's mansion and requested Crown Prince Ye to take the throne and stabilize the government." Yu Qizhe informed Zhang Daoling of the changes in the court and the country during this period in a few words.
After hearing this, Zhang Daoling suddenly laughed out loud, looking up to the sky, as if he wanted to get rid of all the bad air in his stomach.
"Good! Good! Very good!" He smiled until two lines of turbid tears flowed from his withered eyes, "Heaven will not let me down, Zhang Daoling!"
Wei Lichu murmured, "Master..." He had never seen his master so happy. Ever since he became his disciple, his master always looked worried and never happy.
"Let them all go out. I will tell you everything you want to know." Zhang Daoling had a sense of calmness as if his long-cherished wish had been fulfilled.
Yu Qizhe raised his hand, signaling Lu Jin to take the others out.
The cell became quiet. Zhang Daoling sat on the floor again. He said to Yu Qizhe, "Sit down too, my friend. It's a long story after all."
Yu Qizhe was still standing there, his expression indifferent, his thin lips tightly pursed, and he tightened the mutton-fat jade around his waist for no reason.
Zhang Daoling didn't care seeing him like this. He scratched his messy and sticky hair, with a look of reminiscence on his face, as if he was thinking about where to start. After a long time, he sighed. He really didn't know where to start. If he really wanted to talk about it in detail, it was too complicated. After all, he had experienced two lives. If he really wanted to explain it clearly, he had to start from the last life.
After a while, Zhang Daoling finally spoke: "I am not talented, but I have made some progress in predicting destiny. Taiyan should have been blessed by a wise ruler, and the country should have been stable for a hundred years. But one day, I observed the sky at night and found that the Purple Star was extinguished and Changgeng was accompanied by a waning moon. Not long after, news came that the late emperor had passed away, Zhu Kuang ascended the throne, and Prince Zhu Chen had passed away."
Yu Qizhe lowered his eyes and listened patiently. At this moment, he didn't understand what all this had to do with Cheng Ying.
Zhang Daoling went on, "Chang Geng accompanying the moon is a sign of great misfortune. I have divined several times, and the hexagrams all show that the world will be in chaos and the people will suffer in troubled times. As expected, after Zhu Kuang ascended the throne, he indulged in pleasure, worshipped Taoism and fasted for sacrifices, ignored government affairs, built large-scale projects, and increased taxes and corvee every year. The people suffered terribly. Later, there were constant wars on the border, and some people betrayed their country and surrendered to the enemy. Taiyan lost thirteen cities in a row. The loyal generals who defended the cities were suspected and executed. The enemy marched straight in, burning, killing and looting. The people were displaced, and the refugees occupied the mountains and became bandits. Taiyan was torn apart, and the people suffered terribly..."
Yu Qizhe's eyes deepened slightly: "Are you talking about the previous life?" But this was different from what Liang Wushuang told him.
Zhang Daoling shook his head: "To be precise, it should be the life before last."
Yu Qizhe frowned, and a look of confusion flashed across the depths of his eyes.
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