"Why did the warrior of all ages kill him? Why can't he be my disciple?"
Ying Chengyu's head was not yet fully awake. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and muttered, covering his mouth with his hands and yawning.
Yawning is contagious, and Guiguzi, who was dressed in black and had a serious face, raised his hands to his chest and opened his mouth slightly. After he realized what he was doing, he immediately let go and shut up.
"Your Majesty, it's already past Chen hour. Would you like to tidy up a little before going out?"
Guiguzi couldn't speak any more.
[Even if I like to sleep in at the Jun's Mansion in Chang'an and am by nature casual, there's not much I can do in Xianyang. ]
[But now that we have arrived in Korea, your Majesty, you are still like this, which is a bit unjustifiable! ]
It has been a week since I arrived in Handi.
The scientist took a group of Mohist disciples to Yiyang to govern the country with Mohism. The specific situation is not yet known. But with the Mohist giant's consistent style of great love and selflessness, he must be extremely busy.
As the coordinator, Gui Guzi has an overview of all matters in Korea. It seems that Han was not a territory secretly allocated by the First Emperor to Ying Chengyu, but to Guiguzi.
In the land of Han, where everything is waiting to be done, there are still almost no ministers and workers to share the worries. Gui Guzi is even more busy than the scientists.
It was around 8:00 in the morning, and Guiguzi had already dealt with a lot of official documents. Seeing the bright sky, he felt that his master should get up, so he rushed over to report the revelation he got from watching the stars last night.
As a result, he saw Ying Chengyu's bare feet, chest exposed, and hair disheveled. When I saw that he had just woken up and ran out without covering it up, I felt really angry.
Yingcheng pulled up his clothes without changing his expression.
"The prince came to see Cheng Xi, but Cheng Xi didn't have time to put on his shoes and ran out immediately. Isn't this just a sign that Cheng Xi values the prince? How could the prince understand that Cheng Xi doesn't value you?"
[This seems to make sense...]
The resentment in Guiguzi's heart dissipated, but he said with a cold face:
"If you wake up late, you'll wake up late. If you're rude, you'll be rude. Your Majesty always has some unreasonable excuses."
Tap your finger three times on the ground again on the map.
"Your Majesty, Chong Tongzi is at Qi Di, please send troops quickly."
After such a short period of time, Ying Chengyu was much more awake. He sat down on the side of the table with his legs spread wide. He first asked the maid in the house who had been looking at his chest openly to prepare food for him, and then called him. He yawned and said:
"Double-eyed, brave, the prince is talking about Xiang Yu? It's a little early, that kid should be only three or four years old now, why kill him? Even with this manpower, it is better to go to Peixian County and kill Liu Bang."
In Ying Chengxuan's memory, Ying Zheng was three years older than Liu Bang, and Liu Bang was twenty-four years older than Xiang Yu.
Now the First Emperor is thirty-one years old, so Liu Bang should be twenty-eight years old, and Xiang Yu should be four years old.
Although Xiang Yu has an unparalleled reputation for his prowess and bravery, he is still firmly positioned as the number one military strategist in all four positions. But that was Xiang Yu as an adult, not a four-year-old baby.
Who would be afraid of a four-year-old baby?
Guiguzi frowned, wondering what illness his master had and why he started talking nonsense again.
"Who is Xiang Yu? Who is Liu Bang? From the tone of his voice, your Majesty is very afraid of these two people?"
"Um?"
Ying Chengyu's eyes widened, and a piece of eye droppings fell out.
"Don't you know about Xiang Yu? Didn't you tell me that you would send people to Qidi to kill Xiang Yu?"
"When did I tell you about Xiang Yu?"
Guiguzi was confused and pointed to the ground for the third time.
"I want your Majesty to send someone to kill Chongtongzi. If this child is allowed to grow up, he will be brave and invincible. Is your Majesty not awake yet?"
[Isn’t Chongtongzi Xiang Yu? Is there another invincible Chongpuzi in this world? ]
Ying Chengyu was equally baffled.
"What's the name of the Chongtongzi you mentioned?"
"How do I know?"
"...Then how did you know that he had double pupils? You also knew that he would be invincible when he grew up."
Guiguzi points to the sky with one finger.
"So shows the stars."
He pointed at Ying Chenglong again.
"It's like I know your Majesty and take the initiative to look for it. At that time, there was a star in the west that shone brightly, so bright that ordinary people couldn't see it."
"Governor Guan Xingxing, is this the Onmyoji of the Yin Yang family?"
"Yes, and no. Rather than calling it Onmyoji, I prefer to call it Corpse Technique... It doesn't matter, the person is already dead, it's all a matter of the past."
"No, let's talk about it. I'm just interested in these things. What's the relationship between corpse art and onmyoji?"
Ying Chengyu said anxiously.
The beautiful maid moved lightly, bringing rich food and wine, and gently placed them in front of Ying Chengyu.
Ying Chengyu took a wine bottle and placed it in front of Guiguzi, poured wine for Guiguzi, and looked at Guiguzi expectantly.
Guiguzi didn't drink.
"Whether it's called Corpse Technique or Onmyoji Technique, it's all trivial and there's nothing to talk about. Your Majesty, it's better to send someone to Qi Di as soon as possible. Chong Pupil has grown strong, so we can't let it go."
Ying Chengyu saw the rejection in Guiguzi's casual words. Although he was very curious about it, he was too embarrassed to force it. That should be the past that Guiguzi doesn't want to talk about. Death is a big deal.
Now if it is said that Chongtongzi is Xiang Yu, Ying Chengyu cannot explain it clearly, and his age does not match Ying Chengyu's memory.
In order to avoid trouble, Ying Chengyu simply never mentioned the word Xiang Yu, and like Gui Guzi, he talked about Tongzi. With the wonder of Onmyoji in his heart, he took a sip of hot water to moisten his thirsty throat, took a breath, and said with a smile:
"The pupils are strong. Your Majesty is good at yin and yang arts. You should have seen and mastered them a long time ago. Why are you talking to me today? Your Majesty, please don't tell me that you can't bear to kill a child. You and I both know that you are not such a person."
Gui Guzi knew that Ying Chengyu had never believed in Yin Yang magic and witchcraft. Listening to Ying Chengxuan's words, one could only assume that Ying Chengxuan openly questioned time, but secretly expressed his disbelief in Yin Yang magic.
In fact, when Gui Guzi suddenly said that he had double pupils and was invincible, Ying Chengyu believed him 80% of the time. He had never mentioned Xiang Yu with double pupils at the same time.
Although Gui Guzi believed that Ying Cheng was born and knew that he came from another world. But Guiguzi didn't know that Ying Chengyu's previous life was two thousand years after this life, so he naturally didn't know that Ying Chengyu could predict the future.
"I didn't tell you before, because you never trusted Chan. Now that you have entrusted Chan to govern the Han Dynasty, you can tell me about Chan."
After explaining the reason to Ying Chengxuan, Guiguzi picked up the wine bottle, shook it, stood up and said:
"It will rain heavily tonight at Haishi. Your Majesty, remember to close the window. Zen will go down first."
With half of the food in his mouth, Ying Chengyu blinked and pointed at the food on the table.
"Your Majesty, are you in such a hurry? Let's eat something before we leave."
"No, I'll accompany you later."
Guiguzi refused to stay and left resolutely. He still had a lot of work to do.
Ying Chengjiu finished his meal quietly, walked out of the gate of the Sheriff's Mansion, and looked up at the sky.
The sky is as green as a wash, and there are no clouds in the sky.
It's not yet noon, the sun is not too bright, and it's warm on your body.
"What are you looking at, Master?"
A beautiful maid put her hands behind her back and asked with a smile, her eyes bright and her teeth white.
These maids, who can carry Qin crossbows in their arms at any time and transform into beautiful Rakshasa, look harmless to humans and animals, beautiful and lively when they are not fighting.
"Watching if it will rain tonight."
Ying Chengyu said honestly.
The beautiful maid also looked up at the sky.
"How can it possibly rain when there aren't even a single dark cloud?"
"I don't think it will happen either."
"whee."
"What are you laughing at?"
"joy."
"What are you happy about?"
"Young master, I think the same thing."
The beautiful maid made the sound of "Hey" longer and longer, imitating the modal particles created by her own master.
"Tsk, there's nothing to be happy about."
Ying Chengyu curled his lips and felt very happy in his heart.
There was not a cloud in the sky all day long.
At night, there are no clouds covering the moon, the stars cannot compete with the brightness, and the stars of the moon are few and far between.
Xu Shi is one hour away from Hai Shi.
Ying Cheng was lying on a hammock made of fine fabric hung between two big trees, looking up at the night sky. I closed my eyes and felt no obvious moisture.
"Your Majesty, it's time for you to rest."
Sweeping monk Lu Goujian walked slowly and spoke gently and gently beside Ying Chengyu.
If it is noisy during the day and there are countless small sounds, this sound will be difficult to hear. But in this moment of complete silence at night, the same decibel sound is clearly audible.
Ying Chengyu opened his eyes, and the old man's caring face came into view.
"The source of the disaster said it will rain in Haishi. I am waiting for it to rain. Does Lu Gong think it will rain?"
"Besides the sword, Gou Jian only knows a few things about sweeping. I am afraid that you have asked the wrong person. You should ask the peasants. Gou Jian should ask?"
"No, no."
Ying Chengyu's head shook like a rattle.
"Food is the most important thing for the people, so you can't bother the farmers for such a trivial matter, Mr. Lu is here."
Ying Chengyu turned over and sat up, patted the half of the hammock that was given to Lu Goujian, and Lu Goujian sat down as instructed.
"Scientists and farmers also want money. Your Majesty has restrictions on scientists, but never refuses to farmers. Stutterers, drunkards, and reckless men go to the northwest to reform. Businessmen, swordsmen, teachers, and veterans stay in Xianyang to consolidate Qin. Scientists govern appropriately. Yang, the cause of the disaster lies in Han Dynasty. I will protect you and protect you. We are all arranged by you, except the farmers.
"Previously, Your Majesty did not want the veteran general to take action because the war had not yet begun and there was no place for him to use his skills. But although the peasants are not as good as experts in carrying a hoe, their martial arts are so high that Gou Jian dare not say that he will win even if he holds a sword. Your Majesty wants to help Nie enter. The palace protects the King of Qin, and he asked me to protect the merchants who came to Han. There was no protection around them, but at that time he did not recall the farmers. Your Majesty does not trust the farmers? Are you just using money to benefit them and not using them? "
These words had been held in Lu Goujian's mind for a long time.
The last time he went to Korea, Ying Chengyu had no one to protect him, so he had to be assassinated by Yue Nu.
Although Ying Chengyu was wearing a bulletproof vest and holding a fine iron sword, Yue Nu not only failed to assassinate him, but actually got himself in, this incident still frightened Lu Goujian.
If Yue Nu's whereabouts were more hidden, if the first sword struck Ying Cheng's neck, how could Ying Cheng's life be alive?
Lu Goujian didn't understand why the master waited for a critical moment and allowed a peerless master to dig soil and farm outside every day.
Ying Chengyu was so smart. He knew the knot in Lu Goujian's heart as soon as he heard it. He patted the old man's arm comfortingly and said:
"Don't worry, Mr. Lu. There is no one in the world who can assassinate me. I am the best in the world!"
"There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. Your Majesty, please tell me why Gou Jian is so indulgent to the peasants."
"First, because I really don't need the protection of farmers. I have a strong ability to protect myself. Second, well..."
Ying Chengyu looked around like a thief, as if he was afraid that the wall had ears, so he lowered his voice and whispered in Lu Goujian's ear:
"I personally think that among all the schools of thought, farmers are the best."
"how do I say this?"
Ying Chengyu sat upright.
"Whether the country is governed by Confucianism, Confucianism, or Mo, it is all inseparable from productivity. The people have no food to eat, and without productivity, talking about the system is just empty talk. What Qin can become depends entirely on the crops cultivated by farmers. How much production is there.
"If one person grows enough to feed ten people, the territories of the Xiongnu and Donghu will become directly under the Qin Dynasty. If one person grows enough to feed a hundred people, with a policy of procreation and fertility, Roman counties will be established in 20 years, and Persia County, the vast Mediterranean Sea is the Daqin Inner Lake!
"Productivity ranks first, and everything must be done backwards. When a loaf of bread costs half a million marks, don't blame the people for making art students king. No matter what time, food is the first. Even if it costs two Thousands of years later, it is still the same..."
You don’t need to use glassware, you can use clayware.
You don’t need to wear silk clothes, just wear linen clothes.
In horse-drawn carriages and ox-carts, you don’t have to sit on them and walk on your legs.
Most things have substitutes, except food.
If there is not enough food, you will die.
Ying Chengxuan kept in mind that due to that sudden disaster, food crises broke out in most countries around the world.
The prices of rice and noodles are rising rapidly, and commodity prices are rising outrageously. Many countries had insufficient grain reserves to feed their people, and riots broke out.
Under the threat of life, no one can listen to the truth. Chanel and Rolex are not as good as a steamed bun when you are about to starve to death.
And because China is one of the few countries in the world that is self-sufficient and has sufficient food reserves, there were no big storms and the situation was stable from beginning to end.
[One race can feed a hundred people...]
The old man didn't listen to what Ying Chengyu said next.
People who have experienced war times don’t need anyone to explain the importance of food.
I would rather be a peace dog than a person in troubled times.
At the beginning of Hai, it was only half an hour away from Hai Shi, and the moon was like a white jade plate.
Under the moonlight, Ying Chengyu and the old man fought with nothing.
The two figures were like mountain ghosts and elves. They were separated at the first touch, and there was no time to fight for a long time.
Martial arts were not invented for show, but for killing enemies. If you can kill with one move, there is no need for a second move.
Usually when two people start fighting, it will take less than three minutes for the outcome to come to an end. If there is no winner in three minutes, between brothers, it is not a life and death duel, so we can stop.
The old man told Ying Cheng how to use better moves. He talked about inserting eyes, taking out eggs, and poking the heart, which were all the dirty moves that were criticized in later generations of martial arts.
A life and death showdown.
Even if those who survive are covered in ashes, their faces are stained with blood, and they are wearing rags, they are still elegant.
Lying on the ground spotless, as beautiful and handsome as a white lotus emerging from the mud but unstained, it is also a shameful thing.
Ying Chengyu listened carefully. After the old man finished, he looked up at the night sky where there was still no drop of rain falling.
"Gong Lu, go take a bath and then rest. I won't be able to eat supper today."
Fighting Lu Goujian with all his strength, Ying Chengyu, who was covered in sweat, relaxed his shoulders and gently pulled his clothes twice to let the heat dissipate from his chest.
Lu Goujian was old and had long been sleepy, so he nodded and agreed.
The two parted, and Ying Chengyu did not find a maid. He found a large wooden bucket and moved it to the inner courtyard. He poured hot water, adjusted the water temperature, took off his clothes, jumped into it, and it was time for a cup of tea.
The warm feeling soaked his body, and the greasy sweat was washed away by the hot water. Ying Chengyu rubbed his body twice, breathed evenly, closed his eyes and exhaled comfortably.
"Gong Lu is so strong..."
Suddenly, a chill came over my shoulders that were exposed to the hot water!
Ying Chenglong suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes burning. Instead of bending down and hiding in the water, he stood up straight, with his waist and abdomen exposed!
The slight wind blew on his shoulders, his chest, and his belly. The evaporation of the hot water took away the heat from his body, leaving him with a chill all over.
got windy.
Above the sky, the light was dim, and dark clouds appeared from nowhere and at unknown times, blocking the moonlight that poured down from the sky like mercury to the ground.
The light never sets and the moon blocks it. The light of the stars shines brightly when the bright moon cannot shine out!
Pa da~
Pa da~
At first, one, two, and three drops of rain fell.
Wow~
Wow~
Soon there was a continuous line, and the sound of rain hitting the leaves could not be heard.
Hua Hua Hua~
Hua Hua Hua~
In less than a cup of tea, the Tianhe River broke its embankment and fell into the world. The sound of water merged into one, and there was no other sound in the world!
Ying Chengyu was soaked by the rain, his whole body was cold, but his chest was hot.
His internal energy circulates throughout his body to ensure that he will not be invaded by the cold and cold and will not contract cold diseases.
Come rain or shine.
A man who looked like a ghost, wearing a raincoat and holding an oil-paper umbrella, opened the door and walked towards Ying Chengxiao step by step.
It's not that the person who came here walked silently because of his outstanding dexterity, but the heavy downpour covered up the sound of his shoes falling.
"What are you doing, Your Majesty? Saving water and using rainwater to cleanse yourself? Just go out of the house to welcome Zen and take shelter under the eaves."
Ying Chengyu stared at the approaching Guiguzi, jumped out of the barrel, and put on wet clothes. The sound of thunder and falling rain cannot be suppressed in the slightest.
"The Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period were turbulent. Some people hugged their heads and cried, some people took shelter from the rain under the eaves, and some borrowed umbrellas to cover themselves with raincaps. But I, Ying Chenglong, would never take shelter from the rain. I would rather die singing in the rain than live under someone else's roof."
(End of chapter)
