Tanabata Diva Concert: Happy Breakup

In the quiet private room of the teahouse,

Zheng Zhengjin had no intention of performing any tricks like the schoolbag in front of Yuan Tiangang. After all, he had shown the curved plow to him without any hesitation before.

There was nothing in Zheng Zhengjin's hand, and then two glass cups appeared out of thin air. They were crystal clear. Such cups were obviously fine products and could be passed down from generation to generation as heirlooms.

Yuan Tiangang's eyes almost popped out of his head.
He pushed a cup of brewed tea in front of Yuan Tiangang and said, "This is my tea, which is different from the Tang Dynasty's. I wonder if Lord Yuan is used to it. Try it first!"

Yuan Tiangang nodded excitedly. Although he looked calm on the surface, his heart was already filled with turbulent waves. He said, "Now that I can taste such a magical wine, I will die without regrets."

Zheng Zhengjin shook his head and said, "Master Yuan, don't talk about life or death now. You still have a long life ahead of you."

Yuan Tiangang took a sip of the fragrant tea, closed his eyes slightly, and enjoyed it for a moment. Then he said, "Sir, are you willing to tell me about the Taoist things that happened in your place?"

"Speaking of our side, there's the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. You must have heard of it, right?" When Zheng Zhengjin saw Yuan Tiangang nod, he started his serious nonsense again.

"Let me put it this way. Actually, the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl was messed up by those bald monks in Buddhism. After all, the Buddhists wanted to plot against the Weaver Girl. Otherwise, do you think a goddess in heaven could be attracted to a mortal? It's just like the Tang Dynasty princess today. How blind must she be to be attracted to a beggar?" Zheng Zhengjin spoke simply, but Yuan Tiangang knew this story. He did know it, but now that he thought about it carefully, he attributed all the unreasonable things to the Buddhist conspiracy, and then it made sense.

"These bald donkeys are so insidious and cunning, so vicious!" Yuan Tiangang is a Taoist. Knowing that in Zheng Zhengjin's world, Taoism was plotted against by Buddhism, he wanted to raze Buddhism to the ground.

"The Buddhist bald donkeys then plotted against the Three Holy Mothers. Another goddess in heaven fell in love with a poor scholar who couldn't even afford to eat at home and always failed the imperial examinations.

Then he plotted against the Fairy of Flowers.

When he was trying to plot against the Lady of the Nine Heavens, I discovered him. I was so angry that I dismembered the Buddha of Joy. After that, I was so bored that I came to the Tang Dynasty. "Zheng Zhengjin was bragging, and he really didn't even blink. As for whether Yuan Tiangang believed it or not, that was his business.

"Ah, sir, why does Buddhism always plot against these goddesses in heaven?" Yuan Tiangang was very puzzled.

"These goddesses I mentioned are all loyal supporters of Taoism, and they also hate those bald donkeys," Zheng Zhengjin explained.

Yuan Tiangang understood immediately.
"These bunch of bald donkeys are so hateful!" Yuan Tiangang cursed angrily.

"Okay, this has nothing to do with you for now, don't get so excited." Zheng Zhengjin said, and then asked: "Master Imperial Master, you came to see me today, is there anything you want to tell me?"

"Ah, oh, that's right. Wasn't I ordered by the emperor to predict the fortune of the Tang Dynasty? So I would like to ask for advice from you, sir." Yuan Tiangang said slowly.

"Master, please speak!" Zheng Zhengjin said seriously.

"Sir, can you calculate how many disasters the Tang Dynasty will encounter this year?" Yuan Tiangang looked at Zheng Zhengjin with eyes full of admiration.

Zheng Zhengjin pinched his fingers and said casually: "There were two times in Wude nine years."

Yuan Tiangang looked at Zheng Zhengjin and asked excitedly, "Sir, do you know what the disaster is?"

"One is a natural disaster and the other is a man-made disaster. I won't go into details, you just need to know." Zheng Zhengjin took a sip of tea and said meaningfully.

"I know," Yuan Tiangang naturally knew that leaking the secret would be punished by the Heavenly Dao.

"However, there was no major man-made disaster. As for the natural disaster, the Minister of Works Duan Lun has been working very hard during this period. By then, at least the number of people affected by the disaster will be reduced." In fact, Zheng Zhengjin almost told Yuan Tiangang that this year's disaster was a snow disaster.

Yuan Tiangang nodded. His hexagram showed that there was a little bit of a snow disaster, but he didn't expect that although Zheng Zhengjin didn't reveal the secret, he almost told him what the disaster was.

"Thank you, sir, for clearing up my doubts. I wonder if you have any ideas that can help my Taoism prosper?" Yuan Tiangang is actually a loyal fan of Taoism.

Zheng Zhengjin shook his head and said, "I have never cared about these things. The most important thing is that Buddhists don't dare to provoke me. The only one who provoked me, the Laughing Buddha, has been dismembered by me. They dare not say a word in Buddhism. But since you, the Taoist priest, have brought it up, I do have an idea. That is, you can directly use the story of the Taoist Three Holy Mothers, Yang Chan, in the form of a vernacular novel, and let it spread throughout the city of Chang'an. This way, you can not only enhance the gentlemanly style of Taoism, but also hit those bald donkeys. It's the best of both worlds." Yuan Tiangang's eyes lit up. Although the Tang Dynasty was founded with Taoism as the main religion, Buddhism should not be underestimated.

The idea Zheng Zhengjin gave to Yuan Tiangang was indeed very sound. After all, if this wave continued, it would definitely hit those bald donkeys hard, make them doubt their lives, and make them confused and dizzy.

Yuan Tiangang said respectfully: "Thank you, sir." Because Yuan Tiangang knew that Zheng Zhengjin's plan was truly amazing.

Zheng Zhengjin smiled and shook his head: "Okay, Taoist priest, on my wedding day in a few days, please come to my house for a drink!"

Yuan Tiangang said happily: "Sir, I dare not refuse your invitation." He had already made up his mind that he would follow the footsteps of this great god no matter what. After all, this was the first magical person he had met in the Tang Dynasty.

The two of them then drank some tea in the quiet tea room, and Zheng Zhengjin returned to Duke Xianguo's Mansion.

Yuan Tiangang went to the palace, after all, he had things to do.

When he arrived at the imperial study and learned that Li Shimin was in Tai'an Palace, Yuan Tiangang went straight to Tai'an Palace.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Master requests to see you." A guard reported to Li Shimin.

Li Yuan waved his hand and said, "Please invite the Imperial Master in for a chat."

After a while, Yuan Tiangang walked into Tai'an Palace, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I am Yuan Tiangang, and I pay my respects to your Majesty, to the Emperor, and to the King of Huai'an."

"Master, you don't have to be polite. Come and sit down and talk." Li Yuan was very polite. After all, he knew Yuan Tiangang. He was a man of real ability.

After Yuan Tiangang sat down, someone poured him some wine.

Li Yuan said with a smile: "You have tasted this wine before."

Yuan Tiangang looked at the clear wine, and then he understood. Then he smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Li Shimin looked at Yuan Tiangang in surprise. He knew that Yuan Tiangang was actually a homebody. After all, he stayed at the Imperial Master's residence almost every day. If there was nothing to do, he would not even step out of the door. So he asked, "Is there anything wrong this time, Imperial Master?"

"Your Majesty, could you please tell me what the Minister of Works, Duan Lun, has been doing during this period?" Yuan Tiangang thought it would be better to confirm it a little more.

The Minister of Works was working on kangs and honeycomb coal. Li Shimin felt that there was nothing to hide from Yuan Tiangang. After all, this guy was just a otaku.

So Li Shimin took the initiative to say, "Duan Lun has been making kangs and honeycomb coals. What's wrong?"

Yuan Tiangang counted on his fingers again and said to Li Shimin seriously: "Your Majesty, in this case, please send more people to the Minister of Works, so that the honeycomb coal designed by you can be prepared before winter comes."

Li Shimin asked sternly, "What did the Imperial Master find out?"

Li Yuan also thought of it. He was shocked by Yuan Tiangang's prediction that if Li Jiancheng succeeded to the throne of the Tang Dynasty, the second emperor would die. Now Yuan Tiangang's appearance meant that there would be a natural disaster in the Tang Dynasty.

"But there are natural disasters in the Tang Dynasty?" Li Yuan asked in a trembling voice.

Yuan Tiangang took a sip of wine, then nodded silently. He couldn't reveal too many secrets, but this was enough. If this was the case and both Li Shimin and Li Yuan didn't know, then they would be finished.

"As winter approaches, honeycomb coal and heated kangs are needed. This natural disaster must be a snowstorm. I understand. Thank you, Master Imperial Master, for reminding me. I will immediately dispatch more people to Duan Lun." Li Shimin's eyes, which were originally hazy from alcohol, opened instantly, like a dragon just waking up.
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(End of this chapter)