Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, Chu State has been dominating the Yangtze River. It is a God-given Feng Shui land with abundant rainfall all year round and fertile soil everywhere. It is the envy of all princes in the world.
Especially the capital city "Ying" is known as the shore of Jiangling, rich in treasures, beautiful bells and souls, and outstanding people.
Everyone in the world is fascinated by such a place, but every advantage has its disadvantages. While fascinated, there are also many people who want to annex this rich country, such as the Qin State, which is eyeing here.
Speaking of the relationship between Qin and Chu, even if we talk about it for three days and three nights, we can only scratch the surface.
It is said that during the period of King Huiwen of Qin, the Prime Minister Zhang Yi used a six-mile fiefdom to deceive the merchants of the state of Chu into retreating from a million-strong army. Later, King Zhaoxiang deceived King Huai of Chu into the state of Qin as a hostage, causing King Huai to die in a foreign land. Today, more than ten years later, the world is still sighing.
In a time of great strife and chaos, the emperors and generals are dishonest and dishonest, let alone the common people?
The so-called collapse of rituals and music is nothing more than this. Nowadays, the state of Chu has been conquered by Qin many times and is no longer as prosperous as it was in the past. Even the capital of Ying has long been captured by Bai Qi, Lord Wu'an.
In the Battle of Yanying, Bai Qiyan killed more than 200,000 people in Yancheng. It really chilled the hearts of people all over the world. When will the endless blood and tears shed in this long Warring States period come to an end?
No one knows when it will end. In short, it is far from over yet.
The melee between countries is endless. The more endless the war, the more the people yearn for a peaceful paradise. So after Lao Zhuang, the Taoist cultivation of immortality became popular in the world, and the magic system derived from it also gradually improved.
People from all countries and races in the world, as long as they have some foundation and can enter the spiritual practice, they have embarked on the road of practice, whether to conquer, to protect themselves, to pursue fame and fortune, or to transcend the world, no matter what the purpose is. Cultivation, like melee warfare, has become the mainstream in today's troubled times.
It's just that few people explore what this world should be like.
The students in the school had bright eyes, and their eyes followed the teacher. They were fascinated by the story that the teacher told about the feudal lords of Chu, Qin and Shandong. Sometimes they were impassioned, sometimes they sighed with regret.
The gentleman said politely:
"So, although the Qin State is now powerful, the kings should not rely on it.
Leaving aside the state of Chu for the moment, I think our land of Bashu was also a paradise in the world at that time, and even seven kingdoms were crowned kings. I call it Wang Di's feat.
Since the Qin general Sima mistakenly destroyed the Ba Kingdom and then invaded the Shu Kingdom, Bashu has now become a county of the Qin Kingdom.
You gentlemen can of course regard themselves as Qin people, but you gentlemen must not forget that the origin of our Bashu people is the 'Wuluo Zhongli Mountain' at our feet.
The Kingdom of Ba originated from this place, and I hope you all can start from this place, starting from this 'Zhongli Academy', and take the common people of the world as your own responsibility. In this Warring States period when etiquette and music are broken, and there is no faith and no righteousness, you can keep yourselves clean and uphold the righteousness of a gentleman, and Something accomplished. "
After the teacher finished speaking, he slowly put down the bamboo slips in his hand, dropped his Sichuan brocade to the ground, and turned his face to the front with his body, facing all the Bashu students present.
The teacher's facial features gradually became clearer, and the students' eyes became brighter and brighter. The classroom was quiet, with only the occasional wind blowing and light coming in, but it was suddenly blocked by dark clouds. It seemed that the light came with the wind, and then Go with the wind, be spontaneous and free.
During the dinner, a student stood up, bowed to the teacher, and said rationally:
"Student Ba Renwu thinks, I would like to ask Mr. Chuan Jun. He is the daughter of the Tang family. His father is not only the head of the Tang family, but also an important minister in the temple of Qin.
It can be said that the interests of Sir and the Qin State are interlinked. Now that the Zhongli Academy has been established in the Qin State, why do you hold the Qin Law and talk about the origin of Bashu?"
Mr. Wu Nian felt a little funny after hearing what Wu Nian said, but for a moment he didn't know what was so funny. He just glanced back at the bamboo slip she had just put down. On the bamboo slip, there were two characters "Qin Lu" written in small seal script.
Holding the Qin Law in hand and talking about the origin of Bashu, it turns out that this is the funny point.
In the distance, several heavy and long bells rang, which was the bell ringing for the end of class. Mr. Chuanjun said nothing, puffed his sleeves, and went out leisurely.
"Sir, sir, you haven't answered the students' questions yet."
Wu Nian was afraid that her husband would leave like this, so she chased him out of the door.
The gentleman did not turn around, he just sighed softly and said:
"Maybe it's just a matter of personality."
Wu Nian stood there for a long time, looking at the back of his husband walking away from the mountain, with mixed feelings in his heart.
He, Wu Nian, the Ba people's ancestor "Lin Jun" became the prime minister, Ba's pure royal blood, now actually asked such a question to a true gentleman, how ridiculous is the villain's heart?
Hearing Mr.'s sigh and his slightly dejected character, Wu Nian wished he could slap himself twice. He clenched his fists tightly and secretly made an oath in his heart that he would be Mr. Chuanjun. The oath made.
Mr. Chuanjun's back gradually disappeared between the winding and narrow mountain roads. The back, placed among the dense and prosperous woods of Yishan Mountain, was like a withered leaf, crumbling.
