Zhao Yizhi got up extra early today. After breakfast, he went to the "Tongwen Pavilion" where the books were stored in the palace. Since coming to this world, Zhao Yizhi has been here day and night, reading a wide variety of books, ranging from the great sages to the wild histories of immortals. What I prefer are ancient books. The older the better, the more bizarre the better, and the more isolated the better.
"Your Majesty, this is the Chronicle of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and the Warring States Period, this is the Zuo Zhuan of the Spring and Autumn Period, this is the Classic of Mountains and Seas, this is..." Two young eunuchs followed behind and announced the titles of the books. In response to Zhao Yizhi's order, the two of them spent all day long in Tongwen Pavilion helping Zhao Yizhi search for strange books. Now they are reporting the names of dishes one by one, waiting for Zhao Yizhi's "lucky" .
Zhao Yizhi shook his head while listening. They were all still handed down from later generations, so they were not unusual. Although this ancient book might be more comprehensive, and there were still some ancient books that were not lost at this time, he could not arouse the interest to read them again.
"What kind of book is that? Get it for me." Zhao Yizhi was walking and suddenly stopped at a place, pointing to a black book on the top of the bookshelf and saying.
The two young eunuchs looked along, and immediately ran away and brought a ladder. One of them held it steady, and the other climbed up and took it down for Zhao Yizhi.
Zhao Yizhi took it, and it still had some weight, but it wasn't that the black color made it look heavy. Upon closer inspection, it turns out that the black color is just the cover, and there isn't even a book title on it. Zhao Yizhi did not rush to read the book, but studied it from the cover. The packaging method of this cover is... very familiar, this is...
Zhao Yizhi was suddenly shocked. This was a method of wrapping books that even primary school students would learn in later generations. How could there be such a method of wrapping books at this time? Could it be that there are people who have traveled through time before me, but I have also read historical data and found that there was nothing wrong with the behavior of emperors in the past? At least this book was wrapped by someone else and was delivered to the palace by chance. There is no problem with the historical data, and the origin of this black book has long been lost. Maybe that person traveled back in time again?
Seeing that Zhao Yizhi was deep in thought while holding the book, the two young eunuchs hurriedly divided the work, moved away the ladder, and brought in an imperial chair and a square table. After making tea, they asked Zhao Yizhi: "Your Majesty, sit down and read. ."
A "Your Majesty" pulled Zhao Yizhi out of his thoughts. Zhao Yizhi nodded, sat down on the chair, backed away from the two of them, and began to study carefully.
Zhao Yizhi stared at the black book in his hand. At this time, it was also covered with a book cover, also known as a book jacket. However, because it was thread-bound at this time, it was completely different from the glue binding of later generations, and the way of wrapping the book cover was also completely different. You'll know it once you dismantle it. Zhao Yizhi made up his mind and started to dismantle it.
Unexpectedly, the black book jacket seemed rough and heavy, but when removed, it turned out to be extremely soft, like silk. Not bothering to study the book cover, Zhao Yizhi took a look at it. The book was also bound with thread, and the title was "Royal God" in two big characters.
Zhao Yizhi stared at these two big characters, and his forehead felt a little twitching for a while: "What does this mean? Does it mean that you can communicate with the gods and drive the gods to your own use, or does it mean something else?"
Zhao Yizhi shook his head. Although he had traveled through time, he did not believe that there could be gods in the world. He always thought that he was just sent here by the cockroach fish. The cockroach fish may have the ability to travel through time and communicate with parallel universes. Although he can't answer the principle, it is impossible to explain that there are gods in the world. It is really too much. Pulled.
Zhao Yizhi stopped thinking about it and opened the book. There was no table of contents on the first page, only a rather scrawled paragraph: "All things have spirits and can be controlled. If you use thoughts to control them and gods to dominate them, then all things can be controlled." If you seize the spirit of all things and use it for your own use, you can achieve immortality."
The word "immortality" was vigorous and powerful, with a hint of ancient times, which made Zhao Yizhi's heart beat wildly.
"It can prove immortality, it can prove immortality." Zhao Yizhi read it several times in a row. Is there really a theory of immortality in the world? Or...is this just a novel about looking for immortals?
Zhao Yizhi continued to read, and the text on the second page was "Chapter 1, Resting the Spirit." The following records are all methods of nourishing the Spirit. They generally talk about methods of not overworking, getting enough rest, and meditating to rest. Only at the end, there is a special explanation, which is different from what Zhao Yizhi knew.
"When the sun and the moon alternate, you need to meditate more to collect the essence of the sun and the moon and eliminate your own distracting thoughts. If this continues, the concentration of the spirit will not be released."
Zhao Yizhi thought to himself: "The alternation of the sun and the moon? Does it mean the morning and dusk? What are you meditating on?" After thinking for a while, he couldn't think of any clues, so Zhao Yizhi simply continued to read back. On the third page, the main text is no different from the first chapter, with the words "Chapter 2, Distraction." But underneath it was blank.
"What does this mean?" Zhao Yizhi hurriedly turned over a few more pages, but they were all blank. This book only had words on the first three pages, but all the rest were blank?
Zhao Yizhi looked at the "Royal God" in his hand, and suddenly felt dumbfounded, and then turned it back. Looking at the first and second pages, the words "can prove immortality" and the method of nourishing the mind in the first chapter seem very serious. It doesn't look like something to tease people.
Zhao Yizhi turned over the book over and over without finding any clues. After thinking about it for a while, Zhao Yizhi decided to stay for now. Since there was only the first chapter, he would just do it first. The main thing was that "Certified Immortality" "These four words were really shocking to Zhao Yizhi.
Zhao Yizhi stood up. The little eunuch outside the door rushed over when he heard the noise and stood aside waiting for instructions. Zhao Yizhi waved his hand, indicating to remove the tables and chairs, and handed the book to the young eunuch for storage: "Go back and send it to my bedroom." After saying that, he wandered around Tongwen Pavilion again and continued to search.
"Boatman, boatman, please. Please help me. I want to take my two sisters across the river. Please be kind and just ferry us across!"
Hurrying slowly, the three of them rushed to the riverside. Yi Xiaodao pulled an old boatman and begged.
"I can't help it. I've been fleeing from Wancheng for the past two days. I really can't help it. The old woman and a bunch of children at home are waiting for me to feed them. I'm not a little old man and I don't have any kindness. So I dragged him here two days ago. A couple. The woman was pregnant. Oh, I was afraid of being born on my boat, so I crossed over in fear. I pulled more people in the past two days than I did in the previous month, but I made less than half of the money. Go back I can’t explain it to the old lady!”
"Boatman, here, here are some fruits. Take them back to the children to satisfy their craving. Please do me a favor and help us get there. There is a flood in Wancheng. We are going to Wucheng to join our relatives." Yi Xiaodao jumped out of his arms. He took out a few rotten fruits and stuffed them into the boatman's hands.
The old boatman looked at the rotten fruits in his hand and sighed: "Oh, let's do another good deed. This fruit is inedible. It's so ripe that it's rotten." As he said that, he threw away the fruits in his hand. Entering the river, "Come on, get on the boat. Hey, young man, you look very thin. Do you have any strength? Can you help me with the oar?"
Yi Xiaodao turned a blind eye to the boatman throwing away the fruit. The three of them hurriedly helped each other get on the boat. Yi Xiaodao took the oar from the old boatman's hand and said, "I don't mind you, old man, of course we young people will do this kind of thing!" He inserted the oar into the water and shook it hard.
The boat...is motionless...
The old boatman smiled and shook his head: "Okay, okay, just sit down and go. You will know at a glance that it has not been rocked. You haven't left the shore yet, why are you rocking it?" The old boatman grabbed the boat from the edge. A bamboo pole, one hand holding the oar, and the other hand grabbing the pole. The bamboo pole is pressed against the shore. "It's full of people! Let's go~"
Yi Xiaodao didn't follow the instructions and sat down. He watched the old boatman rocking the oar, pushing and pulling, rocking and pressing, all in his eyes.
After watching for a while, he walked over to the old boatman and held down the oar. He smiled and said, "Hey, boatman, let me try. I seem to understand a little bit more."
The old boatman glanced at Yi Xiaodao, handed over the oar, and took two steps back, but did not go far. After all, a boatman was sitting here and he was responsible for everyone's safety. Although he still wasn't optimistic about Yi Xiaodao, he had held on for so long, and neither the water nor his remaining strength would put the ship at any risk.
Other passengers on the boat are also accustomed to this. There is a lot of water in the south. Whenever there are young people on the boat who want to learn some water skills, everyone is willing to delay. After all, if you practice more, you can cultivate more water experts. The soil and water support the people, and each place has its own way of survival.
Yi Xiaodao held the oar in his hand and started rocking it like an old boatman.
The old boatman looked on, and the more he looked, the more surprised he became. He didn't think much of Yi Xiaodao at first. He had never even touched an oar, so how could he know how to row a boat? But looking at this posture, no, looking at the stability of the boat, and the speed, he is completely like a veteran on the river. The old boatman became more and more frightened as he looked at it. He couldn't help but take two steps forward and get a closer look.
Each time Yi Xiaodao presses the oar forward and rocks the oar backward, his body swings with the oar, and the oar swings faster and faster. Gradually, it seems as if people and oars have merged into one. I don't know if the oar is in his hand, or if someone else is attached to it, he feels relaxed and natural.
"Boatman, we are almost docking. How should we dock?" Yi Xiaodao looked at the shore and shouted anxiously to the old boatman.
With a start, the old boatman realized that Yi Xiaodao was a novice who had never touched a boat before. He quickly took over the oar and swayed in the water, gradually reducing the water potential and thrust that Yi Xiaodao had formed. The other picked up the bamboo pole again and looked for a place to lower the pole to the shore, preparing to dock.
"Young man, you didn't notice. Have you really never been on the boat?" After the other passengers had disembarked, the old boatman pulled Yi Xiaodao and asked as they were preparing to disembark.
Yi Xiaodao was pulled, and he quickly raised his hand and said: "Thank you very much. If it weren't for the kindness of the boat owner, we three brothers and sisters would really be helpless. I have never touched a boat. I am just making a living in Wancheng. I have never been on a boat." Boat."
"Young man, you go to your relatives and have settled these two little girls. Would you like to come to my boat trip? You are born to do this! I will give you two hundred, no, five hundred coins per month. Can you Are you willing?" The old boatman threw out his purpose. Although you can't make much money sailing, it's still affordable. And looking at Yi Xiaodao's sailing posture and speed just now, as long as he does this business, he can make at least two more trips a day, and he will definitely be able to make up for the five hundred coins, and he will still make money.
Yi Xiaodao was overjoyed when he heard this. It's not that he hadn't thought about finding a job in Wancheng, but the people in Wancheng either didn't want to hire him because he was thin, or they thought he was a beggar with no father or mother and no one. support. After tricking him into working for a few days and then driving him away, he also wanted to go to the Yamen and file a complaint, but he was penniless and weak, so there was no way he could sue anyone.
Now the old boatman is willing to hire him, and he still has 500 coins per month, which means one tael of silver in two months, and six taels of silver in a year. If he saves five taels of silver, he will save five taels of silver. In a few years, I might be able to build a house and marry a wife...
"Okay, after we have defected to relatives and settled down with my two sisters, I will come to your place. I hope the boatman won't break his promise!" Yi Xiaodao said hurriedly.
"Okay! I'm waiting for you, young man! You must come!" The old boatman was obviously more anxious than him. It seems that in one year, he can earn more than Yi Xiaodao.
Yi Xiaodao bowed and pulled He Yue'er and Xiang Lian'er away with a smile on his face.
The boatman was busy greeting the customers waiting to board the boat, and he was also smiling and preparing for the next boat trip.
