Peace lyrics

There was a wise king named Han Xin, who destroyed Chu and brought his country to China.

On this day, I was wandering in the street, doing nothing, and saw a six-awned shed in

There was a wise king named Han Xin, who destroyed Chu and brought his country to China.

On this day, I was wandering in the street, doing nothing, and saw a six-awned shed in southern Shandong.

There is a Taoist priest sitting in the shed of Liuyi, with an extraordinary appearance.

Nine Liang Jin Dao wears nine Liang and eight diagrams fairy clothes.

Water, fire, silk, tapestry, waist, water socks, cloud shoes, two feet to wear.

The old man didn't wear trousers. He threw the stirrup from the saddle and got off the horse.

He walked into the six-pointed star shed and took out a sign, but he never talked with a smile.

Mouth respect voice: "Taoist, I want you to listen. You can calculate who can take the lead in the Wanma camp. "

Whose door can the handsome flag stand on? Zdpz.com roaming network

Who can drink three glasses of yellow wine? Whose chest can the golden seal be hung on? "

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

There are three copper coins in it, which have been put away for a long time.

The list and books are there, and he is busy arranging the hexagrams.

I watched it for a long time and said, "I think you can be the leader of Wanma Camp, and the handsome flag can stand in front of your door."

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

It's just that the three wise kings laughed, but the Taoist divination did not die.

You have to pinch me and count me. How many years can I live? "

The old man listened and waved. I know you're afraid of falling out. It doesn't count if you don't pinch two. I count you 33 years old.

A wise king of Saint Qi was furious, bold and full of nonsense.

Sean in my court gave me a divination, and he calculated that my life span was seventy-three.

We have nothing to worry about and nothing to hate. Why did you ruin my 40th birthday?

I'll spare you if you get Yangshou back, or you won't live under the sword of Qingfeng.

The Taoist stood up with a smile, saluted the general and made him listen to you.

Will Liang's meeting with you break down? Let me explain the reason thoroughly.

You shouldn't bury your mother alive in front of Jiuli Mountain. God will lose her life for eight years.

Second, you shouldn't ask for directions. If you chop down the woodcutter, God will lose his life for two to eight years.

Third, don't set an ambush in Kowloon. God will live three years less.

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.

Five shouldn't have been worshipped by the high emperor, but the minister bullied you and lost five eight-year lives.

Forty years of life will pass away in May and August. How many years do you think you can live?

It seems futile to fight for fame and fortune, even if you are a three-gas sage who sighs.

Han Xin looked up again, but couldn't see where the hexagrams shed was.

A blue cloud floated away, and the old road floated for nine days.

I can't sing a word without Han Xin's divination. May you be as blessed as the East China Sea and live longer than the South Mountain.