It was a little-known story that I heard from a reclusive old man. During the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty, there was a young man named Tang Ji. When Tang Ji was young, an old Taoist who traveled around pointed at him and said: "This boy will definitely be extraordinary in the future, and he will need the help of noble people." The old Taoist waved the whisk in his hand again, laughed three times and left. After a long time, the old Taoist left and returned, sighing: "He is a noble man, but also a noble man." "Doomed." Seeing Tang Ji's lack of response, the old Taoist had no choice but to shake his head: "I have a lot to say. I have understood the mystery and say goodbye." Since then, the Taoist priest has never appeared in the world again. The monk in the mountain temple said that a century-old pine on the top of the mountain was blown down by the strong wind for no reason. Just like the old locust tree where Emperor Chongzhen hanged himself, there was only a deep and heavy sigh when he fell to the ground.
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