This pavilion and post house is covered with cobwebs and dust, and the courtyard is full of weeds. He really couldn't get used to living there, so he had to leave early.
The meal at Guanyi was not good, only a plate of cold dishes, a pot of mutton, and some rough bread.
After eating, Huang walked out of Guanyi. Today he did not practice boxing or wield a sword. The desolation of Zhou Wangji made his mentality change.
The glorious Zongzhou of the past is now a thing of the past.
Walking in the streets, there are passers-by, merchants, soldiers, officials, and scholars of all kinds, but they have never seen the atmosphere of a great country that belongs to the center of the world.
This kind of decadence and dilapidation deeply impacted Huang's heart. Over the past eight hundred years, Zongzhou has undergone tremendous changes.
Zong Zhou, who once dominated the world, held the power of the emperor, and controlled the entire Central Plains, collapsed, and those majestic soldiers gradually decayed and withered.
Only in the Kingdom of Zhou, the joy of sacrifice still rings out every year, maintaining the last dignity of the Zhou people.
Huang's trip, in addition to Ying Quliang's instructions, was to cleanse his mind and eliminate distracting thoughts.
As a result, this trip to Zhou Wangji caused him to have so many mood swings and so many distracting thoughts that he could no longer count them.
The decay of the royal city of Luoyang and the idleness of a group of ministers had a huge impact on Huang. At this moment, the word "Emperor" lost its luster in his heart.
In Luoyang City, he wandered around for half an hour, walking east and west, and got a general understanding of the situation. He talked with old farmers, communicated with merchants, and drank in wine shops.
Zhou's wine is warm and pure, showing its fragrant fragrance.
Although the Zhou tribe was a farming tribe, they were also brave and good at fighting at that time. After all, they were surrounded by barbarians, and even the Shang court was eyeing them.
But now, the ancestors' bravery and iron-bloodedness have long been erased by the long years, and the ancestors' pride has been knocked away bit by bit by the enemy.
Huang stood outside the emperor's palace with complicated eyes. The former Zhou Wu had never thought that future generations would end up in such a situation.
The Emperor's Palace in Luoyang has an independent red wall and is a complete city within the city.
Red walls and green tiles.
The huge palace complex is like a giant beast, which retains the authority of the former emperor and is intimidating.
If you look carefully, you will find that the red walls have been mottled and peeled off, the green tiles are also covered with moss, and the sunlight falls on the continuous palace, revealing the supreme nobility of the past.
"Alas, if you don't have the will to move forward sooner or later, you will become a stepping stone for others and turn into ashes." At this moment, Huang Sheng realized.
His thoughts were purer.
After stopping for a long time, Huang approached the superior doctor Fan Yu and said, "Qin envoy, Huang, I have met the superior doctor."
Fan Yu was very happy to see Huang's arrival. The princes in the world paid less and less attention to the Emperor of Zhou, and tribute was cut off.
As a result, not only did the authority of Emperor Zhou fall, but also Wang Ji's life became increasingly difficult.
"The Qin envoy doesn't need to be polite." Fan Yu was very excited: "The Guanyi is in ruins. The Qin envoy will live in my house and it will be more comfortable."
"Thank you, doctor."
After staying at Fan Yu's house, Fan Yu organized a small banquet to wash away the dust of the wilderness. After three rounds of wine and five delicious dishes, Fan Yu asked, "What's the matter with the Qin envoy entering Wang Ji?"
After taking a sip of Zhoujiu, he was silent for a moment and explained his intention without concealing anything.
Fan Yu fell into silence for a long time, about a quarter of an hour later: "To be honest, the imperial family has also had a hard time in recent years."
"Come to think of it, you also know some of the conditions in the city. These days, who still remembers the Zhou royal family, and who still remembers that there was an emperor living in Luoyang!"
After drinking another cup of wine, Huang shook his head and said in a serious tone: "The Emperor of Zhou Dynasty is the orthodoxy of the world. Who dares to forget it."
"In our country of Qin, Lord Qin has always had the Emperor in his heart. We, the people of Qin, have fought bloody battles for the emperor. Now, we, the people of Qin, are still willing to die for the emperor!"
At this point, Huang changed the topic: "It's just that every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite, and the senior officials should also be aware of the current situation of Qin."
Fan Yu looked out the window, silent.
Luoyang used to be the hub of the world's thoroughfares, with cars and horses running around like a never-ending stream. Nowadays, there are only a few cars and horses.
For a long time, Fan Yu sighed: "How could the emperor ever forget the bloody battle of the Qin people and the loyalty of the Qin Jun? Alas..."
At this time, the two of them looked at each other and fell silent. They had a lot of things on their minds and were choked with sobs that they couldn't say it out. Qin and Zhou had the same origin, they both started in the west, and now they are also brothers in distress.
Both Huang and Fan Yu knew that the old Qin people had a special and complex feeling for the Luoyang royal family.
More than 300 years ago, Rong Di invaded Haojing. The old Qin people moved their entire clan eastward, and the King of Pingping moved eastward.
Later, King Ping granted Qin the title of "Western Frontier", and Qin rose from a small tribe to become a prince in the world.
They looked at each other in silence. Half an hour later, Fan Yu broke the deadlock and faced Huang, saying: "Master, if Zhou helps Qin, what can I, the great Zhou, gain?"
Huang put down the wine cup and said solemnly: "Three years later, our Qin State will return all the property ten times. At the same time, if the Zhou Dynasty is in danger, the Qin State will send troops to help the king."
Huang's conditions were very tempting, and after a while Fan Yu said decisively: "I promise the master that I will try my best to facilitate this matter."
"I will immediately discuss with Grand Master Yan Shui, and I will accompany the Grand Master to meet the Emperor tomorrow."
"good."
Nodding, Huang took a deep look at Fan Yu and chuckled: "Doctor, Huang has an additional and personal request. Is it possible for me to make it easier?"
Hearing this, Fan Yu's body returned to normal again, and he looked at Huang in surprise and said: "Master, please tell me, I will do my best to help you as long as I can."
From Fan Yu's point of view, Huang Gui was a national advisor of the Qin State and a special envoy of the Qin State. This personal request was probably very difficult for others to make.
Therefore, he was very cautious when he spoke, not daring to speak too fully, lest he would get off the stage.
"Haha, don't worry, doctor, it won't be a difficult task." Huang looked calm and explained to Fan Yu: "I have heard for a long time that the Zhou royal family has a rich collection of books. I want to go in and take a look. Is it okay?"
Hearing this, Fan Yu frowned slightly, confused, and said: "Does the Imperial Master want to enter the storage room of my great Zhou Dynasty?"
"Um."
Nodding, a look of yearning appeared on Huang's face: "I heard that the founder of Taoism once guarded the Tibetan Chamber for the Great Zhou Dynasty, and Huang is yearning for it."
"Want to follow in the footsteps of the sages..."
The Shou Tibetan Room is extremely important to a country. Non-important ministers and even non-royals are not allowed to enter. Even though the Emperor of Zhou is lonely, the Shou Tibetan Room has the largest collection of books in the world.
Many unique copies that are not available among the people or other countries exist in the collection room in Luoyang.
At this moment, looking at the pilgrim-like light on Huang's face, Fan Yu swallowed his rejection and said: "National Master, I can't make a decision on this matter. It needs the emperor to make a decision."
"I will convey your request to the Emperor. As for whether the Emperor will agree to it, I cannot guarantee it."
"Thank you, doctor."
Huang stood up and saluted Fan Yu, said solemnly, "Then I will wait for the good news from the doctor at home. Thank you very much."
