Chapter 35 2. Eyeliner

Seeing Cao Pi hurriedly rushing out of the clean room through the crack of the window, he searched around in the Qingyun Temple like a headless chicken, and finally saw him leave the temple in a sense of loss, Xuanjizi gently He took a long breath, sat down on the couch in the secret room, and said lazily to the person who had been sitting quietly in the corner: "Zhongda, the play you want Zhou to play is not good. It’s really tiring. It has to be exciting, but also persuasive; it has to convince him without doubt, but it also has to make him not disagree. If it’s another Taoist warlock, it may not be able to handle it.”

"That's, that's..." Sima Yi who was sitting in the corner of the secret room slowly got up and approached him with a smile on his face. Change, general knowledge of the principles of divination, and insight into the future, how can it be compared to ordinary Taoist magicians? Today, according to my opinion, brother Zhou, your divination and deduction ability has advanced by leaps and bounds, and your attainments are extraordinary. I am afraid that it is comparable to Master The talents of numerology stand shoulder to shoulder!" Zhou Xuan chuckled, moved the ebony whisk in his hand a few times, suddenly remembered something, looked up at Sima Yi, and said, "Zhongda, why did you let Zhou play such a mysterious role for this young master? Is there a live show?"

Sima Yi turned his eyes to stare at him, and said to him solemnly: "This Mr. Cao will be of great importance to you and my brothers in the future! Brother Zhou, since the founding of the country by the Han Dynasty for nearly four hundred years, there was Zhang Liang in the past. , Jingfang and other brilliant people, used the technique of easy counting to guide Shi Anjun; later, there were erudite talents such as Zhi Yun and Chi Fuzi, who used the knowledge of numerology to follow the sky and help the people. Brother Zhou, your divination skills can be called ' Wouldn't it be a pity that the law of heaven would be unfair if it couldn't match the position of the "Taishiling" with a rank of two thousand stones, if it is a hundred calculations, and the gods are reincarnated?"

"Hey...fame and wealth are floating like floating clouds, how can you catch them if you want?" Zhou Xuan shook the ebony whisk in his hand a little bit disappointedly, and shook his head lightly and sighed. "Zhou Xuan's words are wrong. As long as you set your ambitions, act unremittingly, and persevere in the affairs of the world, nothing will be impossible." Sima Yi's voice was extremely strong and powerful, "You just need to let this young master treat you like a god, and you will be able to do so." If you doubt, you must ask, needless to say that you can become a small Taishi Ling in the future, I am afraid that the honor of being a marquis or a noble is within your reach."

"Hehehe... Hearing what Zhongda said, this young master has become a noble person like a prince in the world..." Zhou Xuan glanced at him sideways, and smiled disapprovingly. "He was originally an important person like a prince in the current world - because he is Cao Pi, the eldest son of Cao Cao, the current Prime Minister!" Sima Yi's expression turned serious, and his voice suddenly became very slow and deep, "The current Taishiling Wang Li once said: 'The former Taibai guards the sky and meets with Yinghuo; when gold and fire meet, it is a sign of revolution. Today Han Zuo is about to end, and someone must rise up to replace him. "Brother Zhou, you are well versed in Yili and mathematics. Looking at the world, what he said If this 'hero' is not Cao Cao, who is it?"

His words sounded like a long bell ringing in Zhou Xuan's ears.That's right, I have been watching the sky for a long time, and I know that the four hundred years of the Yan Han Dynasty will be exhausted, and the Cao family's establishment of the Han Dynasty is also the general trend.This is just like what Sima Yi said, it is a great opportunity for me to obtain fame and wealth by using the fortune-telling technique!I really should work together with Sima Yi to seize this golden opportunity to get ahead and ascend to a high position. Sima Yi quietly looked at Zhou Xuan's suddenly enlightened and overjoyed expression from the side, and then secretly felt relieved: the "chess piece" used to monitor and induce Cao Pi has finally finalized another one—as long as he is at the right time Let him play a role, and he will surely receive a miracle of four or two strokes.

In fact, the mysterious things that Zhou Xuan said to Cao Pi in the clean room today were all made up in advance and then said through Zhou Xuan's mouth to induce Cao Pi.The rhetoric of "exquisite nobility" that is "exquisite and graceful" was used by myself to arouse Cao Pi's insatiable greed and vanity; Cao Pi wanted to protect himself in the face of the danger and fear of his brothers' rivalry; the rhetoric of "a noble man gifted by heaven" was used by himself to arouse Cao Pi's heart-to-heart friendship with my Sima family when he was looking for foreign aid... As long as the prime minister The government holds Cao Pi's "trump card" firmly in his hands, just as Cao Cao held the "trump card" of Emperor Liu Xie firmly in his hands. The foundation will be solid and impeccable, and then there will be a day when things will come to fruition and reach the pinnacle.

After seeing off Zhou Xuan, Sima Yi did not leave Qingyun Temple immediately.He carefully sorted out his thoughts in the secret room until he was sure that he had not left any mistakes in the whole incident, then slowly got up, opened the door of the secret room, and quietly walked along the corridor of the side hall will go out. "Sima Jun, why come and go in such a hurry?" A soft voice suddenly sounded behind him, just like a yellow oriole coming out of the valley, as beautiful as a song. To outsiders, this voice was indeed soft and pleasant, but when it reached Sima Yi's ears, it stabbed him deeply like an invisible sharp knife.His heart suddenly jumped wildly, as if it was about to jump out of his chest involuntarily.He bit his lips tightly, turned around slowly, and looked at the other end of the corridor behind him.

I saw Fang Ying dressed in crimson gauze all over her body, she was as graceful as a fairy, as if she was riding the cool breeze of a midsummer night and approached, and when she caught her eyes, she seemed like a mysterious girl coming to the world, and a school of fresh charm and fragrance came here like a bubbling spring. . Sima Yi looked at her silently, the muscles on his face twitched for a moment, changed slightly, and finally returned to a still water.When Fang Ying approached gracefully, he bowed slightly and said slowly, "Sima Yi met here... Madam Fang..." The words "Mrs. Fang" were like a sharp arrow hitting Fang Ying's key points, causing her to fall back from the inexplicable joy and bewilderment to the cold reality.She swayed slightly, and finally slowly controlled her floating mood. She smiled brightly and said, "Master Sima Lang has already met... I have seen my concubine. I can understand what he said. ..." At this point, her voice paused for a while, she looked up at Sima Yi, and said, "However, after much deliberation, I still feel that I should meet you in person...some things, maybe I will ask you in person. It's better to ask..."

Sima Yi felt a pain in his heart.How about asking some questions in person?How about meeting in person?In order to avoid endless pain, it is better not to ask each other, and it is better not to see each other... He lowered his eyes, but he didn't dare to look at her. "I heard you got married?" Fang Ying's tone was very light, but her voice trembled slightly. "Yes." Sima Yi replied dumbfoundedly. "Your Madam must be the 'Chunhua' girl who gave you the ice tent to enjoy the coolness back then?" Fang Ying's voice seemed to be soaked in deep memories, trembling even more in the gentle evening wind.

"..." "Then she is really blessed. You must pass on my congratulations to her." Fang Ying's voice gradually revealed an inexplicable sadness, "In the Linglong Valley, on Qifengyan, the young master dances the sword, and the beautiful girl plays the piano, it's a pity It has become a dream! And Miss Chunhua finally got a good husband, so that I will not be so discouraged and desperate in this chaotic world of mortals..." Sima Yi's eyes were filled with tears, and he couldn't help stretching his right hand slowly towards the sachet on his waist. The sachet was gently untied, and a piece of jade flute as white as snow jumped into Fang Ying's eyes Among them—it was the white jade flute she gave him as a gift back then. Fang Yingyu's cheeks changed slightly when she heard a "wow", tears rolled down her cheeks, and her delicate body trembled slightly: "You...you...why are you doing this? You made Ying'er dream again Brother Sima!" She suddenly lost control and blurted out, "You...you might as well take Yinger and leave here!" Sima Yi avoided her scorching gaze, turned his head away, and let the tears flow down his cheeks... When Fang Ying saw this, the scorching heat in her heart could not help but slowly cooled down, becoming a heavy piece of ice that blocked her heart.She was silent for a long time before she opened her mouth and said in a daze: "It was my concubine who was talking in my sleep just now! Master Sima laughed. Who is Master Sima? Master Sima is the 'hero who governs the world' in the eyes of Master Guan Ning, and he is a fellow teacher In the minds of the brothers, the "heroes of the past" are the "chosen ones" of your Sima family's lintel and revitalization of the foundation... You have carried too many expectations and trusts from others, and your heart is full of too many How could you give up all of this? I, I am still so stupid..." While muttering to herself, she walked past Sima Yi like no one else, and walked to the other end of the corridor.Her voice also gradually drifted away: "Master Sima! Don't worry! From now on, I will fully support you in realizing all your grand plans. Since you can't leave today with me, I will let you For the rest of your life, you can never forget me, ignore me, leave me..." Sima Yi tightly held the white jade flute at his waist, tears streaming down his face, choked up and unable to answer. The bell of "Dang" rang leisurely, causing his mood to fluctuate.The night breeze slowly passes through the phoenix trees, bringing coolness.The stars are densely covered, and the bright Milky Way stretches across the sky, which is distant and mysterious.He stood quietly in the porch, listening to the tinkle of the copper bell on the eaves corner, he felt mixed feelings for a moment, and it seemed that the voice of the Yuefu poem that he was familiar with in childhood sounded in his mind: The Altair is far away, the Han girl of the Jiaojiao River. Slender hands are pulled out, and the sticks are used. All day long, weeping like rain. The Milky Way is clear and shallow, and it is a little bit different. The water is full of water, and the pulse is speechless.