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"Fengjun...the five imperial powers are divided into - Mingheluan, Zhuishuiqu, Guojunbiao, Wujiaoqu, and Zhuqinzuo."
Driving between mountain roads, unfortunately, the road became more and more rugged with the mountainous terrain.
Along the way, Feng Yun was learning the art of imperialism from the general.
He will be dull, perhaps because his temper has worn away after being a slave for several years.
At this time, Feng Yun asked what he was saying, and he answered.
But there is an order of superiority and inferiority, and Feng Yun takes the lead in everything he does.
"Fengjun, this ring and luan refers to the harmonious tune that the bells on the car ring when the car moves. However, the road is winding and not suitable for this... We can learn this song of chasing water..."
Feng Yun and the general drove the carriage together and drove through the winding waterway to the other side of the river.
Looking in the distance is a huge lake.
However, although it is a lake, it seems that due to the drought, the water bank has extended far inward, and many places have dried up, exposing the dry surface.
"This is Peng Lize." Jiang lowered his head and told Feng Yun what he knew.
He was a nobleman before, and he had read all the surrounding countries and geographical records, and he still remembered them at this time.
"To the east of Peng Lize is the Kingdom of Han, and to the north are Yangyue, Yingfang and Tong."
"To the south is Baiyue."
"This year is strange. There is a serious drought in Han and its west, but there are floods in the neighboring Yue..."
At this time, Feng Yun and his general were driving to the south of Penglize and around Baiyue.
The general said again: "The city of Baiyue is Qicheng."
"This place is less than half a day away from Gecheng. You are welcome to go."
Hearing this, Feng Yun shook his head.
All the threads on his head told him that he should go south.
"Why is the southern part of Qicheng City?"
Jiang said dullly: "It's a mountain."
"There is a group of mountains in Baiyue, located in the west, called Meiling. There is also a group of mountains in the east, under the famous mountain. Although the mountains are low, the mountain roads are rugged and sometimes miasmatic, making it difficult for people to go there."
"Lingxia." Feng Yun muttered, looking at the general on the side.
The general did not dare to say anything and stayed aside.
Feng Yun thought and said, "Just go ahead and drive."
Feng Yun got out of the car and prepared to go to Lingxia alone.
He doesn't need a carriage, and he can't travel between mountains. He can travel by jieniao or white fox.
It is inconvenient to travel there. This country is not as rigorous as the Central Plains. Although he is a slave, he can still survive living in the mountains and wilderness at this time.
But the general did not want to.
"Jiang is a slave, waiting for you here." After Jiang finished speaking, he stood aside without saying a word.
Feng Yun frowned slightly when he saw it.
"Why, after you are also a noble, don't you feel at ease at all?"
He also thought that he would not be willing to be a slave.
The general said truthfully: "The general's clan is dead and he has become a slave. How can he be free?"
Seeing that he could not impress Feng Yun, Jiang continued: "Jiang knew about Feng Jun's trip to the Yue Kingdom, and wrote the "Ode to Dayu" to shock the Yue Kingdom... If you are virtuous, you will not be content with this. Jiang's father is a craftsman who built the palace. The general also has some skills to make a living, I hope you can use them and not give them up."
"Are you unworthy of a scholar?"
The general shook his head slightly: "It's the same with the nobles. Now the general only hopes to have a place to stay."
Feng Yun frowned slightly, feeling dull. After traveling around the world, he would never settle down in one place.
"I want to travel around the world..."
"I will be willing to drive for Mr. Feng..."
Seeing the determination in his eyes, Feng Yun had no choice but to say, "Just wait in Penglize. You can drive away at any time before I come back."
"No." Jiang replied quickly.
This may be the use of reputation, to make scholars surrender and trust.
Feng Yunwen was shocked and transformed into dozens of metal birds.
Walking like a bird.
Feng Yun didn't have much luggage, only "Fu of Dayu", "Shan Hai Jing" and the Soaring Snake Jade Pendant given to him by his uncle, all of which were kept close to his body.
As for changing clothes... Although these days are late in autumn, I can still spend them walking during the day and washing them at night.
"Before winter comes, we have to find a place to live for a while and prepare some clothes and belongings."
Feng Yun felt the hot autumn wind, thought about the interaction of yin and yang, and was afraid of the severe cold in winter, so he thought...
And when Feng Yun flew across the mountains and forests with his strange skills, those behind him would look up.
"A foreigner...can I still become a foreigner?"
He said that he would mobilize his literary spirit, but with his meager literary spirit, it might be difficult to achieve it.
"If there is no hope of becoming a stranger in this life, it is better to be Fengjun's horseman and travel with Fengjun. This life will not be in vain."
In the past few days, it became clear that Feng Yun was not one of those scholar-bureaucrats, and he was always polite to him, as if he was not a slave, but a good friend.
When he was a slave, even if he didn't want to, he still had to watch his words to survive. After spending a few days with Feng Yun, he would naturally understand whether Feng Yun was sincere or not.
What's more -
"The general is just a slave, why should Lord Feng bully him?"
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The wind allowed the bird to move to the foot of the mountain.
Mountains stretch under the ridge, with lush forests. As far as the eye can see, there are high and low mountains and lofty mountains.
"call!"
The wind in the mountains is strong, but it is quite refreshing.
Feng Yun was jumping around in the mountains and forests, and the green hair in her hair became more and more energetic.
"The Nuwa family should be in this mountain."
The literary spirit is numerous, the charm of the iron-making bird is also gone, the wind slowly descends from the branches in the forest, and falls on the boulders in the valley.
In the valleys, heat waves circulate and there is little wind. In this mountain, the drought is more serious. At a glance, there are many mottled mountains and fields, and the streams have dried up.
"The miasma is spreading here."
"Combined with the heat wave, it's really uncomfortable."
Weiji Gua!
With no help, he separated the miasma and looked for a way out.
Feng Yun could only use green silk as a guide and a double-tailed white fox as a mount to climb over mountains and ridges, avoiding places with strong miasma, and move forward.
"Shashasha…"
Relying on Qingsi, Feng Yun heard the movement when the sun was in the middle.
Feng Yun was sitting behind a tree, listening quietly, as if there was someone's voice.
There is also a creaking sound.
Carrying water into the mountains with a pole?
Feng Yun looked from a distance and saw a group of strong mountain men dressed in blue linen and wrapped in towels carrying water on shoulder poles, walking and talking on the rugged mountain road as if they were on the ground.
They all have scimitars at their waists, and they look carefree, guarding the middle-aged, muscular man in the front.
"Cooper, what can you find out when you go to Qicheng?" He was speaking in Jiuli language, which Feng Yun didn't understand.
Although the Baiyue Kingdom was located in the southeast of ancient Yue, at this time, the country was ruled by the Jiuli clan of Chi You, who spoke the Jiuli language.
The Jiuli language was passed down orally, and the great court respected Zhou Yan. In the Yue border, only the ancient Yue language was recorded in order to communicate with Wu and Yue. As for the Jiuli language, its learning method was not included.
When I see it now, I can't make sense of it, so I can only remember its sound. If I am looking for someone who understands the words of the two countries, I will come back to explore it.
But at this moment, the green hair in Feng Yun's hair shone slightly, and a gentle force allowed Feng Yun to hear Jiuli's words.
"The Baiyue family is looking for witch doctor skills."
"Witch doctor?" A young man said disdainfully: "Cooper, didn't the Ji family want to build a witch temple, and now they are looking for witch doctors?"
"You have done something immoral, and you are going to die. Come to the witch doctor to save your life!"
"Nonsense, hurry up and carry water back. The patriarch said, this winter is a dry winter, cold and snowless, so we have to collect water from house to house." Cooper laughed and scolded: "Don't stay outside, we are so tired recently. Shi is very diligent in catching young men..."
After saying this, everyone around felt a little worried, but some people said: "We live deep in the mountains at the foot of the mountain. There is a lot of miasma outside, so what are we afraid of?"
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After that, there were some common words, and Cooper seemed to be unwilling to talk about outside matters anymore, and just walked with his head down.
Feng Yun rode a white fox and walked in the mountains.
When the white fox was weak, Feng Yun reached down and caressed its forehead, feeling the touch of plush.
"I'm tired of you."
"The Classic of Mountains and Seas" says that the magic seems to have spirituality. All the white foxes summoned are the same fox. They change with the changes of Feng Yun, and the same goes for the crafting birds... If the strange beast dies, it is not death, it just returns to Feng Yun, and will be reborn after cultivation. out.
The white fox dispersed, and he arrived at the place at this time.
On the side of the valley, looking down, you can see the houses in the valley, the fields are in order, and the cattle and sheep are driven in the mountains. It is noon, and the smoke is curling up, but everything is orderly, peaceful and leisurely. .
"Alas~"
"Let's get together..." a sharp female voice shouted, her voice loud and clear, echoing in the valley.
"The clan elder is calling for someone to come!"
The houses are scattered at different heights, built against the mountain, and at the deepest point, there is a high platform, followed by a huge wooden building, which seems to be the residence of the patriarch.
The high platform can accommodate tens of thousands of people... Unfortunately, with the shouts and calls, only a few thousand old and weak people gathered in the valley.
When those who traveled far away to find mountains to make a living came back, they barely managed to make up the number of seven thousand.
"In a valley, there are hundreds of Vietnamese people from seven thousand square meters, and they still live here in seclusion."
Feng Yun felt that Nuwa was among them.
On the high platform, I saw several old men coming with their crutches and solemn eyes.
Behind him, a woman dressed in indigo Baiyue clothes and silver jewelry came in with her long skirt and cape swaying in the breeze.
At her waist was a silver-handled scimitar.
There are also various kinds of gems on the scimitar, which are very dazzling.
She is not as petite as a Baiyue woman. Her figure is tall and slender, her face is smooth and soft, her skin is as white as snow, and she seems to have a soft feeling, but her eyebrows are as handsome as a distant mountain, and her eyes are as bright as a clear stream, and she has a faint heroic spirit. Determined and determined.
"Chief, if the rain does not stop, I want to sacrifice Nuwa. Please agree to the sacrifice. We are ready. When day and night turn, the sun sets and the yin rises. There is hope for the sacrifice."
"Yes, clan leader, sacrifice comes first."
"Chief, you shouldn't let the people go out to the mountains to find water. After the sacrifice, Emperor Wa will only protect us..."
"Clan leader..."
The leader of the clan here was this woman, but she didn't say a word and just looked at the Baiyue man who started to decorate the altar following the words of these clan elders.
Tightening his palms and pinching his flesh with his fingers could not change his expression.
"Sacrifice...didn't we have a sacrifice years ago, but so what."
She lowered her head and smiled helplessly, with a lonely but dissatisfied tone: "I have no power to communicate with Emperor Wa. Why don't you strip me of my clan leader's clothes and sacrifice yourself."
"Clan leader, don't be ridiculous. If you do this, how different will we be from the Ji clan!" The clan elder hurriedly lowered his head.
Then they bowed their heads and became one.
Underneath, many older clan members were also begging the clan leader to offer sacrifices.
Those young people were hesitant, but they bowed their heads under the force of their elders.
"Ask the clan leader to offer sacrifices!"
"Ask the clan leader to offer sacrifices!"
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This voice spread throughout the valley. Some people wanted to refute and speak for the clan leader, but they were suppressed.
Cooper returned and looked at the patriarch.
The clan leader shook his head slightly, saying that there was no way to avoid the sacrifice.
But every sacrifice consumes the family's savings and is extravagant and wasteful. The family is already in a tight situation, so how can she offer more sacrifices.
"Everyone stop it!" the clan leader shouted coldly.
The high platform was silent, but the clan elders lowered their heads and smiled, because the clan leader agreed.
"Abba, there is someone there!" At this moment, a young Baiyue child pulled Cooper's arm and pointed into the distance.
When everyone took a look, they saw Feng Yun slowly walking up the slope.
"Zhou people!"
Feng Yun was wearing a long robe with a straight hem, whistling in the wind. She had a bun, but her hair was slightly loose and green, making her look like she was dressed under the rule of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
"Come in and catch him!" the clan elder ordered. He did not despise Feng Yun just because he was not more than seventeen or eighteen years old. Instead, he was vigilant.
(End of chapter)
