After being reborn, I became a scumbag and his aunt

Chapter 386 Third Prince (Part [-])
"Blood sacrifice, the blood of the prince?"

Emperor Qingming's face darkened, "You want to sacrifice the prince and take the prince's life?"

When the prince is involved, even with the punishment from heaven, he can't help but think about the conspiracy.

He can take the life of the prince, but others cannot.

Wu Banxian shook his head, "I don't want his life, but I want a bowl of blood every day. After [-] forty-nine days, I want a bowl of blood every year. Offer the blood of the dragon son to the sky to show the emperor's repentance. So, Only then can the wrath of heaven be appeased and the punishment of heaven be avoided."

He looked at Emperor Qingming, with seriousness and worry on his face, "Your Majesty, I should worry about whether you have a prince with three lives of pure dry gold. And one of the three golds must be a dog, and there is no three lives of pure dry gold." If the golden dragon's blood is used as a sacrifice to heaven, this dojo will be useless at all."

Emperor Qingming lost his worry about his son just now, and then his heart hung up again.He doesn't know the birthday horoscopes of the princes, and he doesn't even know what each person's fate is.

He went out of the palace gate and asked Wu Jian, "Which prince is a dog?"

Wu Jian replied, "Back to the emperor, the third prince and the fourth prince are all dogs."

Emperor Qingming frowned slightly, "Go and ask for their birth dates."

Wu Jian stepped down as promised.

While waiting for Wu Jian's time, Emperor Qingming asked Wu Banxian, "Why do you want to kill a prince who is pure dry gold three times, and he must be a dog?"

There is not enough reason to convince him, and he will not believe it all, and let others dictate.

Wu Banxian stroked the non-existent beard on his chin, and said slowly, "The five elements of an earthquake are wood, and the grandeur of wood is earthquake, and gold can shake wood. Southwest is Kun, Kun is Yin, and dryness is Yang. The person who shakes the wood needs to be the life of Qian Jin, and if he is the prince, he is the prince of Jin Ming. The three lives are pure dry gold, and only when it is strong and strong can it suppress the earthquake."

He paused, and seeing that Emperor Qingming kept his brows down and did not raise any objections, he knew that Emperor Qingming had accepted this explanation.

He continued, "The hexagram of a dog is gen, and gen stops, which means to stop the earthquake. Also, the emperor knows why ghosts are afraid of black dogs' blood?"

Speaking of ghosts, Emperor Qingming pursed his lips with a cold expression.

There were a lot of killings, and there were a lot of people who died in vain. In the dead of night, he would sometimes think too much.Even if he is not afraid, he still has some fear of ghosts in his heart.

"You speak."

Wu Banxian said, "Dog blood is the most fishy. The stench belongs to the lungs, and the lungs belong to metal, while the ghost's soul belongs to wood, and metal overcomes wood. Therefore, ghosts are afraid of black dog blood. Since it is the wrath of the sky caused by killing, there must be ghosts in it." Resentment pulls. Sacrificing dog blood to the sky can not only dispel the wrath of the sky, but also suppress evil spirits."

He sighed a long time, "Why is God's punishment an earthquake, the emperor should understand by now? An earthquake is a tree, and so are wronged souls. Earthquakes are caused by too many wronged souls."

Emperor Qingming suppressed the murderous intent in his eyes, and paced back and forth.

So far, he has completely believed in Wu Daxian's hexagram, every part is reasonable, and every part is calculated accurately.Even though he seldom dabbled in the gossip of the Book of Changes, he knew that what he said was very reasonable, and he didn't force it at all.

However, after the disaster is resolved, this person cannot stay.

Wu Jian came back, handed a piece of paper to Emperor Qingming, quietly backed out, and closed the palace door.

The number of princes was not written on the paper, there were only two people's birth dates, and the third prince's was on the second, which was exactly what he specially told Wu Jian.

He doesn't know how to give orders, and at this moment he very much hopes that one of them is Jin Ming.

Emperor Qingming handed the paper to Wu Banxian, "Come and see, is there anyone who is Jin Ming?"

Wu Banxian only glanced at it, pointed to the second one and said, "This is an excellent Sanqian Gold Fate."

The third prince Zhao Yin.

Emperor Qingming lowered his eyebrows.

Recently he has been hesitating whether to take his life.Now that Concubine De is dead, Cen's family is down, and Jinshan is gone, it is almost impossible for him to make a comeback.But in the end it is still a taboo, taboo that he still has the power left by Yongping Hou.

If his blood is sacrificed to heaven, then his life can only be saved for a long time.Moreover, you must protect him well and not let him die.

Wu Banxian walked across to Emperor Qingming, with the tone of a caring brother, "The emperor loves his son, and the poor can understand it, after all, he is his own flesh and blood. However, the poor still wants to say ugly things first..."

Emperor Qingming frowned, "What else, tell me."

"The Qian hexagram is on the upper Zhen hexagram and the lower one is the hexagram of Wuwang. The first line of the Wuwang hexagram says: No way to auspiciousness. Those who suppress the earthquake will suffer from Wuwang disaster. From then on, this prince will be full of disasters. None of them are satisfactory."

Wu Banxian paused, "Moreover, in addition to taking blood to sacrifice to heaven every year, he also needs to be guarded in Yuming Mansion, and he must not leave half a step for the rest of his life. Only in this way can the evil spirits be restrained and the punishment of heaven stopped."

"In short, if the emperor wants to have peace in the world, he has to be ruthless to marry a son. It's up to you to decide which one is more important."

While Wu Banxian was talking, he retreated unobtrusively behind the golden nanmu pillar, for fear that Emperor Qingming would beat him up in anger.

Emperor Qingming's heart relaxed instead, he paced back and forth, thinking.

If the third prince had such an ending, it would actually be no better than being dead.Trapped him in the Yuming Mansion, and the King of Jin sealed him nearby, so we are not afraid that he will make some waves.

Emperor Qingming said, "Okay, let the third prince sacrifice to heaven. I still want to ask, can the empress be at peace?"

Wu Banxian sighed inwardly, indeed, King Jin was right. It was not easy to make Emperor Qingming soft-hearted, but it was not difficult to make Emperor Qingming ruthless.

The worse the third prince was, the more relieved Emperor Qingming was.

Seeing that Emperor Qingming was not angry, Wu Banxian came out from behind the pillar shaking his head, "One dry and one Kun, one yang and one yin, one son and one mother, the son and the mother are punished by heaven, there is no better way to solve the hexagram. There is the third prince guarding In the position of Kun, the queen will be safe and sound, and her life will go smoothly."

At this point, Emperor Qingming's doubts were all gone, and his whole body felt comfortable.It seemed that the boulder that had been pressing on my heart for more than half a month was suddenly removed.

At noon on the sixth day of February.

Kun in the palace set up an altar to offer sacrifices to the heavens, in order to pray for the good weather of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the prosperity of the country and the safety of the people.

The third prince Zhao Yin sacrificed with blood.

After that, Kun set up a dojo and invited seventy-nine forty-nine Taoist priests to do it for seventy-nine days.The third prince took a bowl of blood every day.

Axiu finally obtained the emperor's permission, and carrying a big food box, went to the side hall where the third prince was resting.

She first stuffed a bank note into each of the Imperial Forest Army guards guarding the door, begging them to take care of the Third Highness on weekdays, before entering the side hall.

The third prince, Zhao Yin, was sitting on the side in a white tunic, his lips were pale, his hands were wounded with knife wounds and his flesh turned out, and he didn't use any medicine to bandage him, just so red and naked.

His dark eyes watched Axiu quietly, "You shouldn't have come back."

Axiu didn't make a sound, put down the food box, took out the food in it one by one, and put them on the low table on the couch, all of them were food for nourishing blood and nourishing body.

She took out the hemostatic powder and the white cloth for dressing from the cloth bag on her body.

Zhao Yin held her wrist, stopped her busyness, and stroked her flat belly with the other hand, his tone slowed down, and asked in a low voice, "How many months?"

Axiu's eyes turned red, "It's been three months."

　As I write this, I suddenly feel sorry for the third prince. .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)