The Taoist priest said to the old farmer, "If you are buried here, future generations will be emperors", and it really came true many years later.

At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the imperial court was corrupt and local officials and people killed each other. Coupled with the constant natural disasters, it can be said that the people are in dire straits. At that time, there was an old farmer named Zhu Chuyi in Fengyang. When he was working in the field, he met a Taoist with a sage like type. Because the farm work had been finished, Zhu Chu, who had nothing to do, sat on the ridge and chatted with the Taoist priest.

Zhu Chu's family is quite poor, with only a few acres of barren farmland at home. If he encounters natural disasters and man-made disasters, he will definitely not have enough to eat. While listening to Zhu Chuyi's complaints, the Taoist priest comforted him and said, "Don't lose heart. Hard life is really temporary. You must have hope for the future. " When the Taoist priest left, he looked at Zhu Chuyi's farmland and saw at a glance that it was a treasure trove of feng shui.

Originally, the Taoist priest should not reveal the secret, but he felt sorry for Zhu Chuyi and decided to give him a hand. As a result, the Taoist priest said to Zhu Chuyi earnestly: "After my observation, your farmland is full of emperors. Buried here after death, there will be emperors in future generations. " Honest Zhu Chuyi, thinking that the Taoist priest must be a big fool, gave a wry smile and expressed extreme doubts about the Taoist priest's words.

Taoism knows very well that Zhu Chuyi has never read a book and doesn't know much about Feng Shui. He suddenly said such a shocking thing, not to mention Zhu Chuyi. Others will certainly not believe it, and even think that he has a brain problem. As the saying goes, good people must do it to the end. The Taoist picked up a dead branch, then inserted it into Zhu Chuyi's farmland and said to Zhu Chuyi, "After ten days, if it germinates with dead branches, you will do as I say;" Otherwise, you will think I am a big fool. "

Zhu Chu thought that he had nothing to hide anyway, so let's trust the Taoist priest for the time being. Ten days passed quickly, and Zhu Chu rushed to the farmland. When he saw the dry branches sprouting, he was shocked and extremely happy. If, as the Taoist says, this farmland must be a treasure trove of geomantic omen, and you bury it after your death, your descendants will not have to work with their backs to the loess as emperors. How exciting this is.

A few years later, Zhu Chu was seriously ill. He called his sons Zhu Wuyi and Zhu (Zhu Shizhen) to the bedside, breathed his last breath and said to them, "When I die, you should bury me in that barren farmland. Don't ask why, do as I say, or your father will die unsatisfied. " After explaining this matter, Zhu Chu died as soon as he finished.

Zhu Wuyi and Zhu were both very filial, and according to their father's wishes, they buried their father in that field. Many years later, Zhu produced a famous emperor in history, overthrew the rulers of the Yuan Dynasty, killed competitors such as Zhang Shicheng and Chen Youliang, and created the Ming Dynasty with the most backbone. The emperor is Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Chuyi is his grandfather and Zhu Wusi is his father.

This may be just a legend, but who can tell the fate? Although the "psychic calculation" of fortune-telling in the streets and lanes is absolutely a big bluff, there is no real talent and learning at all, and it is even more impossible to take the initiative to participate. However, are the ancient gods who can pinch and calculate, such as Zhuge Liang, Yuan Tiangang and Liu Bowen, all fictional? What do you think of this matter?