"My name is Shanfeng, and I was born from bamboo."
Mountain breeze...
Feng Yun lowered his eyebrows and looked at the child. He was seven years old, young and cute, and his skin was as translucent as jade, unlike the children that could be raised in this orchid land at this time.
"You believe me."
The children's eyes are full of exploration, waiting and expectation.
This is not as calm as a normal child should be.
"Shanfeng, a very good name."
"Feng Yun, this is my name."
Without believing anything about the creatures in the bamboo, Feng Yun was ready to put Shanfeng on the ground.
But the ground was already covered in human blood.
"I don't want to stay here, and I don't want to be the adopted husband of a few old women."
Shan Feng stared at Feng Yun closely.
"I don't want to touch this blood either. Can you hold me for a while longer?"
Feng Yun paused his movements.
"Everyone has his own life and learn to face what he doesn't want."
Saying this, Feng Yun still hugged the child.
"But you have to stick to your heart."
Hearing the sound, Shanfeng smiled slightly and nestled weakly in Feng Yun's arms.
He whispered: "You are very smart. It is true that I was not born in bamboo, but I got unusual power from bamboo."
Unusual power.
"This is your secret." Feng Yun lowered his head. He naturally knew that this was a strange power, but it was really surprising that it appeared on a seven-year-old child.
"Of course, this is not unique to you. This is called a stranger... If you want to know more about him, I can take you to Zhou Di."
A seven-year-old stranger, Feng Yun has a heart...
"Um?"
A small round ball was stuffed into Feng Yun's arms by the mountain wind.
"This is Qilan's magic spell."
"I was about to die when I was born, but she used this spell to sacrifice herself in the bamboo forest and saved me."
After saying that, Shanfeng leaned against Feng Yun and fainted weakly.
It can be seen that although he has unusual power, he is still a seven-year-old child. After this battle, it is unknown what impact he had on him.
That’s all…
Or it's fate, both have the word "wind".
Looking from a distance, the entire Qielan Kingdom has been occupied by King Sacu.
The wives and daughters of King Qielan were also divided among themselves.
As for the country's grain treasures, they are also being counted.
And there is no more orchid.
Feng Yun just sighed and there were no more orchids.
But I heard King Sacu say: "Pack everything on the wooden cart. If you want to take the woman, you can catch it yourself. We will go back to Sacu City tomorrow!"
Isn't King Shacu planning to occupy Qielan?
This was the first time Feng Yun encountered such a situation.
"Hey, Ambassador Chu, now we have time to talk. What are you doing here, Yelang?"
Feng Yun didn't have much time to investigate Yelang's national conditions, so he could only tell the truth.
This Yelang is not like the Zhou Li kingdoms, and the outside world is not as complicated.
They found a bright place and sat across from each other to talk. Feng Yun said bluntly——
"I hope King Sacu can send troops to intimidate the Yong Kingdom, and frighten the Yong soldiers to retreat, thus alleviating the difficulties of the Chu Kingdom."
"Hmm... what are the benefits?" King Sashu laughed and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will take advantage of Chu's crisis and send troops to Chu?"
King Shashu's eyes flashed with fighting intent.
He is a warlike person by nature, not to mention that traveling merchants say that the land of Jingchu is rich and the people of Chu are tall and graceful. How can it not attract his heart?
Feng Yun smiled at this.
"Not to mention the steep mountains in front of Chu and Yelang, and the barrier of Changze in the back. Chu people are good at water, while Yelang is good at mountains. This shows that Yelang has difficulty in fighting."
"Look again, the Sixth Division of the Emperor is approaching at this time. Even if Yelang attacks Chu, how much profit can he get from the Sixth Division of the Emperor?"
"There are many people but little food. If the Chu people are defeated, they will flee to the surrounding mountains. When they fall, they will hate Yelang, who will also be in a lot of trouble."
"The so-called Chu and Yelang are close neighbors. According to their respective customs, Yelang relies on the mountains to eat the mountains, and Jingchu relies on the water to eat the water. They do not invade each other and there is no contradiction."
"But Yelang and Yong both occupy the mountains and rely on the mountains to support the country, so they become enemies."
"Haha!" King Sashu laughed when he heard this: "What kind of enemy or friend? Isn't this just on my mind?"
The other party stared closely at Feng Yun, seeing that Feng Yun was indifferent and unmoving, not at all intimidated by his power, and he also knew that Feng Yun was not a cowardly person.
What Feng Yun said was also direct, just right for his temper.
"I, Chu, would like to give Yelang fifty thousand shi of food and ten thousand gold to send troops to intimidate the mediocre country."
"...Chu State is quite courageous." Greed flashed in King Sacu's eyes.
But what Feng Yun said is right. The people of Yelang are good at mountains, and the people of Chu are good at water.
Moreover, he had also heard of the Sixth Division of the Emperor, with more than 200,000 armored soldiers, so Yelang was naturally difficult to defeat.
There is indeed enmity between Yelang and Yongguo because of the mountain.
But he wanted more...
"The copper of Chu is so powerful that it is better to cast ten thousand gold into a bronze statue of ten thousand gold."
Shanfeng didn't want to leave Fengyun, so he rested against his legs.
And when the scolding king wanted to put forward more conditions, he said this.
"Ten Thousand Gold Bronze Statue!"
The king was stunned for a moment, imagining his majestic appearance and casting it into a bronze statue. His body was so excited that he trembled, and an extremely bright light flashed in his eyes.
You can see his longing.
There is no such bronze casting technique in Yelang.
"If there is a bronze statue of ten thousand gold, I, Yelang, might consider sending troops!"
"But Yelang is not only the Yelang I scold, but also the Yelang of many tribes. The soldiers I scold are not enough."
King Sa Ku signaled Feng Yun that he still needed to make a promise to the Yelang tribe that was attached to Sa Ku.
As for how much benefit he can get from it, that is their Yelang's business.
In response, Feng Yun secretly struck Shanfeng's eyebrows.
While laughing.
"Yes, King Shashu can inform the kings of each tribe and tell Yun after discussion. At this time, Chu State can still wait."
"And I also need to send a messenger to the Chu Kingdom to find someone who can copy the heroic appearance of the king, and take the scroll back to the Chu Kingdom to cast a bronze statue."
At this time, the plague in Chu State had been resolved, and Sun Shuao was responsible for controlling the floods.
In the past few days, his luck with the Chu Lantern Treasure had greatly increased, which also proved that the people of Chu had relaxed their minds. Naturally, the war at this time would not be so urgent.
Although the emperor went on an expedition, he only brought tens of thousands of people into an army. The other five divisions were from neighboring countries of Chu, and Chu was on the defensive.
Don't worry about the supply of food and grass. I'm afraid it's a confrontation at this time.
Now, it is up to him to break the situation. He persuades Yelang and the Shu Kingdom to attack Yongba and let the momentum of the Sixth Division of the Emperor be released, so that he can retreat undefeated.
And this scolding king...
The bronze statue of ten thousand gold, after the Chu State occupied Yangyue, it was natural to get it.
The image of ten thousand gold.
Cutting off the wealth of the Chu country can also make its powerful and powerful people less arrogant.
In this regard, Feng Yun will not save Chu Jun at all.
Now, the scolding king also agreed.
"Haha, then I will also tell those brothers that the Chu envoys should think carefully and write more when sending messengers. Don't let them send troops because of small things."
With that said, King Sacu stood up and invited, "The envoy of Chu will follow us back to Sacu City to be our guests!"
Feng Yun patted Shanfeng, who was pretending to be sleeping, and stood up and said: "It's okay, but please tell the king to reorganize the army. Chu State intends to be a friendly neighbor to Yelang State, so naturally it will not be in vain."
"Easy to say, easy to say."
"You guys, gather all the brothers together these days to do something big."
…
The next day, he left Qielan country.
The people who cursed the king followed him, who rode a huge bull and sang in triumph.
Feng Yun was riding on the nine tails. The appearance of the luxurious and noble nine tails aroused exclamations from the Yelang people.
Only then did these people understand why their king was so kind to Feng Yun.
It turns out he is also a strange person.
Following half of the team, the Yelang people in front and behind did not dare to approach.
Feng Yun was indifferent, carrying the mountain breeze in front of him, walking slowly on the mountain road, which was not a problem.
"Are you reluctant to give up?"
Feng Yun's voice was like wind, gently hitting Shanfeng's ears.
"King Saku did not massacre the Qilan people who did not resist, nor did he annex the territory here."
Hearing Feng Yun's voice, Shan Feng did not look back, but looked ahead and shook his head gently, his eyes clear.
"It will be eaten by people who have no food."
"Even though they used to call me the Bamboo God."
"..."
"Those who don't kill and don't resist are the usual methods used by the scolding king." Shanfeng's clear and transparent voice explained to Feng Yun, as if he was introducing the land of Yelang in his eyes.
"Whether it is this one or the many before them, every ten years or so, they will use various means to force the tribes that surrender to them to rebel, and then lead troops to attack and harvest the wealth, food, and women of these tribes."
"But I won't occupy this land full of mountains, because... I will sit on the mountains and eat nothing."
"Furthermore, the flowers and trees in the mountains will not run away, but the creatures in the mountains will... Therefore, once you have enough territory to sleep with women, sleep with men, give birth to children, and show off your power, you can dig out the grown ones and leave the seedlings in other places just like driving the mountains. , continue to grow, wait for the next wave to catch up with the mountain and come again."
Feng Yun couldn't imagine that this was something a seven-year-old child could say.
But Yelang's current scolding king is indeed like this.
Sure enough, only local people know local feelings.
"But this time, he killed King Qielan."
Shanfeng leaned into Feng Yun's arms, but there was no fear or pity in his eyes, only thoughts.
"Feng Yun, why do you think it is?"
"There are too few things I can know in Qielan Country."
Sincere eyes looked up at Feng Yun.
Calling him by his name, there is no Zhou etiquette in his life, and there is no respect or inferiority. Everyone, old or young, treats everyone the same.
Feng Yun whispered: "Because the three tribes of Qiongdu, Mimo and Laozhen, intend to break away from the Yelang Kingdom and seem to want to establish an independent country."
"And Gomachihara."
"King Swear may not be able to fight against so many large tribes at the same time, so he needs a deterrent."
Feng Yun touched Shanfeng's head.
"Don't lean up, be careful not to twist your head." The hair is dry, but it's not the hair itself, but the fact that it hasn't been cleaned for a long time. There are also gravel and dead leaves in it, which makes it uncomfortable to touch.
"No..." Shanfeng said confusedly: "Why do you have to claim the country?"
"Is there any benefit to this?"
It seemed that Feng Yun was not an evil person, nor was he one of those ignorant people who thoughtlessly called him the Bamboo God and appealed to all kinds of greedy wishes.
At this time, Feng Yun was in the mountain breeze, and he was willing to talk.
"The country protects the human race with walls."
"To protect people, you must first gather them..." Feng Yun rode on Nine Tails and answered for him: "After gathering people, leaders must emerge to form order."
"And often this gathering of people also gathers luck..."
"What is luck?" Shanfeng interrupted Feng Yun's words. He was so innocent that he only knew how to seek answers.
Feng Yun is not angry either.
"Luck is the expectation, trust, and recognition of every living being, which gather together to become a belief, a united and infinite power."
Shanfeng is confused.
Feng Yun explained briefly: "King Saku is the master of a country, which brings together the luck and power of everyone in the land of Yelang. Although everyone contributes more or less to him, it is understandable that a little adds up to a big thing. , is a powerful force.”
Saying this, Shanfeng understood.
"Just like me before, everyone in Qilan knelt down and worshiped me, and a power came into my body. But when I was put on the fire, all this power disappeared."
"Is this luck?"
Shanfeng did not feel distressed after losing his luck. Instead, he frowned and said, "I don't like that luck. It's too noisy and dirty. Everyone is begging me to do things for them. Why don't they work hard on their own?" ?”
"I am not worthy of their trust, have nothing to be recognized for, and will not give them what they expect."
Shanfeng frankly expressed his feelings when he was revered as a god.
Feng Yun smiled.
"Maybe, there are many kinds of luck, national luck, family luck, divine luck, Taoist luck, personal luck..."
"Whether it's good or bad, it all depends on people's hearts."
However, Feng Yun knew that this was King Qielan creating a god, and the method was similar to that of Gomachihara at this time, but King Qielan created the Bamboo God, while King Gomachihara created himself.
Shanfeng looked at King Sacu at the front from a distance and wondered: "King Sacu is not good to all the people of the Yelang tribe, including the Sacu tribe. Why can Sacu be regarded as the king of Yelang Kingdom? How about gaining Yelang’s most powerful power?”
There are many tribes in Yelang, but there is only one recognized master, King Yelang Shacu. Even if the other tribes become kings, they must submit to Shacu.
It can be said that Yelang's fortune-sucking tribe accounts for 70% to 80%.
"Why must there be a country? Without a country, tribes can survive."
The mountain breeze was a little urgent, and he wanted this answer.
Feng Yun said: "The country protects the human race, just like the nest originally built by Chao Ancestor, it provides a shelter for the human race."
"Yelang's great power has been heard by all the surrounding countries, and they will not bully Yelang's land."
"At this time, Yelang is like a stranger, taking shelter from the rain under the same roof. They are quarreling under the roof, but it will not overturn the roof of Yelang and let everyone get wet from the rain."
Shanfeng pursed his lips.
"But the King of Swearing is not worthy of Yelang's trust. He has nothing to be recognized by Yelang, and he will not give Yelang people what they expect."
The mountain breeze whispers.
It seems that he doesn't want to be heard by the people around him.
Feng Yun is funny.
"You should be cautious."
Shanfeng shook his head.
"I told King Qielan that I am not the Bamboo God."
As he spoke, he stretched out his arm and lifted up his sleeve. There was a whip mark on it, which looked like an old scar.
"He wouldn't allow me to say that and I haven't spoken to him since."
Pull down the sleeves.
"If I tell these people that swearing shouldn't be a king, then I will be beaten too."
"It's better not to tell them in the first place."
Saying this, he still stared and cursed.
"I won't change my mind unless the other party changes first, but I don't think that will happen."
"Swearing is not worthy of being the king of a country, but he is full of greed and enjoys power."
"Yelang Kingdom has brought us this cruel master."
"Qilan Jianguo also brought us this cruel master."
Shanfeng's eyes changed from clear to dim.
Feng Yun couldn't help but touch Shanfeng's head.
"Founding a country is good, but there are problems with the people who dominate the country."
"Do you think it would be a good thing if a kind king was in charge of Yelang?"
Shanfeng's dim eyes became brighter.
"It's a good thing, but not..."
He is very realistic.
Feng Yun nodded.
"No, but not forever."
"The history of the human race is very long, and the inheritance will be very far. If we don't have it this hundred years, what about the next hundred years?"
"Perhaps we can't wait, but we can think about how to wait for it safely in the days when it doesn't exist."
"Or, you can choose to help this country find a suitable..."
Looking at Shanfeng's brighter and brighter eyes, Feng Yun stopped talking.
What he said seemed to be too guiding for Shanfeng.
And Shanfeng has the potential to become a king - calm, rational, able to think about right and wrong, firm-willed and tenacious.
"Feng Yun, why didn't you say anything?"
"I..." Feng Yun was speechless, then smiled and said: "Read the book, but first I have to teach you Zhou Wen so that you can understand it."
The glimmer of green branches on Feng Yun's bun appeared in her hand based on Yelang people's pronunciation and compared with Zhou Yan's "Phonetic Character Table".
Nowadays, the "Jiuli Phonetic Table" has added the languages of various Yelang tribes, and Feng Yun even added Chu Yan in his spare time.
It's not that we can call it Jiuli.
"I'll teach you how to read. Once you learn how to write, you can read books and find the answers you want to know from books."
"I'm telling you this myself, it's just my opinion."
"And you have your own life."
…
(End of chapter)
