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Emperor gaozu had a way of sitting on mountains and rivers, with a monarch and a minister, and a virtue and a people.

There was a wise king named Han Xin, who destroyed the State of Chu and brought peace to this country.

On this day, he wandered around this street, doing nothing, and saw a six-pointed star shed in Lunan.

There is a Taoist priest sitting in the shed of Liuyi, and the immortal way is extraordinary.

Nine beams are wearing this Gossip Girl costume on their heads.

Fire, water and silk are tied around the waist, and water socks wear two feet.

He threw the stirrup from the saddle and got off the horse.

He walked into the Liuyi shed and took out this sign, but he didn't speak with a smile.

I respect my voice: Taoist, I want you to listen. You can find out who can take the lead in the Wanma camp.

Whose door can this handsome flag stand at? Who can drink three glasses of topaz? Whose chest can this gold seal hang on?

Hearing this, the old man opened his eyes and took the copper box in his hand.

There were three coppers in it, and he talked for a long time.

With this list and this volume, please arrange the hexagrams carefully.

I talked for a long time, but I came to invite you to listen.

I've decided that you can be the leader of Wanma Camp, and this handsome flag can stand in front of your door.

You can drink three glasses of royal wine from Huanggao, and this golden seal can be hung on your chest.

Calculate three people laughed together, this dragon divination is really like a fairy.

You still have to pinch me. You still have to do the math for me. How many years will you live for me?

When the old man heard this, he waved his hand. I'm afraid you'll turn against me.

Don't pinch two, don't count. I'll count you thirty-three.

Hearing this, the three wise kings were furious. You are full of nonsense in this bold and sophisticated way.

Sean is in my yard, and together with me, he calculates that my life span is seventy-three.

We have nothing to hate. Why did you lose 40 years of my life?

Get Yang Shourao back, or you won't live completely under the sword of Qingfeng.

The Taoist priest stood up with a smile, and the general told you to listen.

Will Liang's meeting with you break down? Listen to me and tell me why.

You shouldn't bury your mother alive in front of Jiuli Mountain. This god will lose eight years of life.

Second, don't ask the way to cut the woodcutter. God will lose his life for two or three years.

Third, don't set an ambush in Kowloon. This god will lose three years' life.

Fourth, you shouldn't force the overlord to draw his sword and commit suicide on the banks of the Wujiang River. God will lose his life for four or eight years.

These five should not have been worshipped by Emperor Gao. This minister cheated you and lost five years' life.

After 58 years of loss, how many years do you think you can live?

Hearing this, the three wise kings sighed, and it seems that they lived in vain for fame and fortune.

Han Xin looked up and looked again. Where is the hexagram shed?

A piece of blue clouds floated away, and this old road floated for nine days.

Then I can't sing enough about Han Xin's divination. I hope you are as happy as the East China Sea and live longer than the sky.