Chapter 180: The Red Soul of the Great Han (Part 2)
"Hey... Chengnan School is selecting the big man Chi Hun, and we teachers thought we were going to send him for training..." A teacher agreed.
A young carriage owner frowned: "It's strange to say that my old man is about to die at the age of ninety-seven. Let the magician test it out, but he just hangs on with his life and is transferred to the county hospital for recuperation. The old man doesn't even wake up.
He said that he didn’t have a good life for two months and it was too much trouble for the country..."
"Your Majesty has lived a long life, who is this high official?" Everyone looked at him sideways, thinking they had met a low-key second or third generation.
The young carriage owner waved his hand: "The old man is my great-grandfather. He was either an official or an ordinary veteran during the reign of Emperor Xian De. He followed General Cao Wu to the westernmost grassland and destroyed the Northern Wei Kingdom established by the remnants of the Xiongnu. He beheaded the enemy.
At the fifteenth level, the highest possible level is to be a centurion, and he will be assigned to Jiaozhi as a major in armor disarmament."
"Ah, it turns out he is a loyal martyr of Zhengxi... I'm sorry, I should be kind to you. I can't listen to the old man's stubbornness..." Everyone said this, admiring the heroic spirit of the old man, thinking that there are only a few heroes of this generation who are still alive.
, but the one who survives must be the red soul of the Han Dynasty.
Listening to this kind of gossip, the Taixuan students on one side started talking, and the customary topic extended to the fate of the country. A young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes smiled: "Since His Majesty Yingwu changed his destiny in Sanxing, the precarious expansion of the Han Empire has become stable again.
It rises and rises, crossing the deep ocean to the east, the miasma dense forest to the south, the Qingqiang Plateau to the west, and the icy grasslands to the north. It has occupied the entire world a hundred years ago."
"There may be continents farther away, but they are not accessible now."
""The Book of Songs·Xiaoya·Gufengzhishi·Beishan" once said: In the whole world, is it the king's land; on the shore of the land, is it the king's ministers."
“Today, it is truly realized.”
"It's just that the Book of Songs also says: There are uneven officials, and I am the only one who can do it. The four wives are blooming, and the king's affairs are nearby; I am not old, and I am a general; the traveling force is strong, and I manage the four directions.
"Different from fragmentary interpretations taken out of context, the Zhou people complained that they were all kings and ministers, but their work and rest were uneven, and their errands were particularly heavy... Although today's world is big and prosperity is everywhere, it has its limits."
"Are there any differences between ancient and modern times? Searching thousands of miles to become a feudal lord was originally my dream as a great man. A few generations later, this situation of not worrying about the scarcity but the inequality has happened again. It's a pity that His Majesty Yingwu left an inheritance that can be digested, otherwise.
, sooner or later you will fall into fatigue again.”
The students talked about it. At this time, a motorcade loaded with rubber passed by. The logo on the first car was the big family of Jinling. A young man was surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect to hear such a clear statement in this place overseas. He couldn't help but think carefully.
After sizing up this young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he said, "May I ask your name and where you study?"
The young man's eyes suddenly lit up. He saw the scholar at the window wearing a moon-white robe. Only his face was exposed.
"My surname is Zeng and my first name is Mu Zhi. I am from the Jiaozhi County Branch of Taixue Taoist Academy. Who is your brother?" Zeng Muzhi said and bowed. The mainland businessman did not need to pay attention at first, but he was thinking that he was about to return to the mainland and he might be able to hitch a ride.
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"Jinling Taoist Temple, Qiao Banzhuang." The young man smiled slightly. I don't know if it was an illusion, but he felt youthful.
All the students were shocked by the beauty of this moment, and they were all in an uproar when they heard this, because there are many academies in Jinling, but there is only one Taoist academy that teaches cultivation...
It was a women's concubine established at the request of the four wives Cai Wenji, Sun Shangxiang and Xiao Qiao during the reign of Emperor Wu. Moreover, their surname was Sun and they belonged to a wealthy family. Could this be a descendant of Mrs. Er Qiao's natal family?
"woman?"
Zeng Muzhi realized that the other person's face was too handsome for a man, and his eyes subconsciously fell on the other person's chest. When he saw a slight bulge under the men's clothes, he immediately understood that it was a beauty disguised as a man. He blushed and looked away, coughing slightly: "
It turns out to be Hongzhuang...Senior sister, your research paper on the archipelago formation in the East puts me to shame. How did you come to Nanyang after not hearing anything for several years?"
"Hey, have you read my thesis? I read thousands of books and traveled thousands of miles. I led a caravan around the southern coastline to explore and map. I wanted to prove that the world is a round ball. Unfortunately, this year's storm blocked it... I just came back last month.
Men's clothing is worn by women in small overseas countries where women's status is low, in order to facilitate communication."
Qiao Banzhuang stood on the side of the road and said a few words to him. Hearing that he wanted to take a boat ride to the mainland, he generously invited him: "My fleet is ahead, please come on board."
This aroused a burst of envy from the students. They saw that although this girl was not a real person, she had a lot of luck and pure eyes, so she should be a hero.
Zeng Muzhi was a little confused about the style, and did not cherish the opportunity to be alone. After getting on the boat, he asked seriously: "Sister, how about exploring the islands on the western side of Nanyang?"
"They are all small nations who like wealth but not culture... I am thinking that their origins are very strange, but I have reported it to the Nanyang Governor, and I will conquer and naturalize them in the next year, hoping to benefit our dynasty."
Qiao Banzhuang sighed, with a worried look on her face: "The world has been peaceful for a hundred years, and there will be no weapons for a long time. I'm afraid the people will forget their ambition to become princes... And once the first batch of real people left behind in the founding dynasty pass away in a few years, it will be a feast for the powerful.
, it’s not good for the family spirit.”
The beautiful woman stated her unique aspirations and interests in front of her. Zeng Muzhi's mind was suddenly stirred, and he really looked carefully and noticed her beauty. He immediately aroused his passion and said with emotion: "What the senior sister said is true, China has been the center of China since ancient times.
China, people admire Chinese customs, not just clothes and words?"
"The high-ranking people have the ambition to become a prince, and the low-ranking people also want to be educated in the fields and houses. Once this matter shrinks, be sure to reduce the steps to enter... There must be no steps to enter. How can a barbarian country that does not know integrity not be separated from others?"
reason?"
"As foreign troubles arise, and the military and state consume more and more, internal troubles will inevitably arise. Since the Zhou Dynasty, it has rarely been seen for eight hundred years... Our Han Dynasty has three dynasties, following the black and red fortunes of the former Han Dynasty, the red and yellow fortunes of the later Han Dynasty, and the yellow and green fortunes of the new Han Dynasty.
It has been seven hundred years since then, and the reason why the country's fortunes remain strong and strong is precisely because of this Han style."
Qiao Banzhuang listened attentively, and she agreed very much: "Unfortunately, you and I are both scholars and know the truth. The world's aura is gradually running out. The national destiny is yellow with a blue shadow, but it is difficult to truly break through."
"There are no real immortals anymore. Is it really like what the disciples of the Three Saints Sect preached? Heaven and earth only allow five immortal saints - Taishang, Yuan, Tongtian, and Emperor Wa are the four innates. Your Majesty Yingwu takes the last acquired one. From now on, any mortal can
Don’t you want to be in the position again?”
"Can the words of the disciples of the Three Saints be trusted?" Zeng Muzhi said disdainfully: "You can tell their intentions by seeing how they ranked Emperor Wa at the bottom."
In response to the propaganda since the beginning of the Wu Dynasty, everyone in the tribe now knows that the emperor Wa’s predecessor, the daughter, has made a contract with the tribe, and she is also a role model for female cultivators. Qiao Banzhuang naturally thinks that Zeng Muzhi’s words are good, and nods: “I don’t believe it either.
, Even though His Majesty’s system is so mysterious, there is still no way to break through it, so what’s the problem?”
"perhaps……"
"Weigh anchor... sail the ship -"
As the captain shouted, the huge sea ship slowly moved, its sails combined with propeller drive, sailing towards the north in the crisp autumn light.
... This voyage lasted two months. During the long period of time, the two communicated. Although they could not understand the limitations, they found that they had similar knowledge and interests, and their relationship became closer.
When they got off the ship in Jinling, the young man and woman were a little reluctant to say goodbye. However, because the school was in a different place and they had to go back to submit their respective papers, they could only say goodbye.
"When you get to Luoyang... remember to write me a message." Qiao Banzhuang looked into his eyes and said expectantly.
The Han Dynasty attached great importance to transportation and communications. After the original post system was upgraded to the Xunpan network, the cost of sending messages was not expensive. The pen pal trend became popular. When sending, try to be concise and concise. However, ancient Chinese is good at information compression, and the Han people are reserved
His personality is also related to this habit of compressing language information. A short poem of affection can be passed down by wild geese.
"good"
Zeng Mu agreed and rented an oxcart on the dock to leave. Suddenly she recalled the gossip she heard on the boat. Qiao Banzhuang's trip to Jinling was not just to submit her thesis. After graduation, she had to fulfill her family's engagement with the Wang family of Jinling.
...That is to say, the next time you meet the other person, you will be someone else’s wife.
A sudden heartache dimmed the young man's happy expression. He knew that although he was a promising Imperial College student, he could not be recognized by the other party's family because he was from a poor family, and he could not ask the woman to elope with him... The couple came
It is said that the escape route is cut off and the risk of the prospect is too great.
"She must become a real person, otherwise she will not have the power to affect her destiny." The young man squeezed his hands and frowned deeply.
Watching the man drive the bullock cart away, Qiao Banzhuang stood there for a long time without moving. After a long time, an old man came up behind her and said respectfully but without warning: "The girl's wedding is about to happen, and neither the Qiao family nor the Wang family will be happy to see it.
There are branches out of the knot.”
"I know... Mr. Zhang, you see, this is the solidifying family..." Qiao Banzhuang lowered his head, his dark and smooth long hair hanging down his back, his face calm: "If it doesn't work out, I will go to Luoyang to take care of my aunt.
Who can do anything to me?
"But you are a loving woman and will not abandon your parents." Mr. Zhang knew that she would not do this, so he sighed: "And the three hundred years of life are approaching, and all parties are restless... There is an undercurrent, and our Qiao family will not form an alliance.
, how can we compete with other people’s alliances?”
"Trade competition is very fierce now. The young master of the Sun family has failed in his exploration of the Western Ocean, and your exploration in the Southeast and Southeast Oceans has also failed... No new continent has been discovered, so we have no choice."
"But your Majesty will be disappointed..." Qiao Banzhuang frowned and thought, and after a long time, his voice was slightly trembling, and he sighed.
"Not necessarily, the two hundred county systems in the world cannot affect the central power, the pavilion chiefs have not fallen, the local tyrants cannot leave the county, the vertical system of imperial villages is still there, the control over business districts in various places is still there, the frontier country assimilation system is still operating,
The Taoist system is still there, and His Majesty may still be happy to see the restoration of power..."
Qiao Banzhuang was noncommittal about the old man's judgment and shook her head: "I mean your Majesty in heaven..."
Zhang Lao was stunned when he heard the words, thought for a while, and then said: "The affairs of Tianwaitian are only spread among the top powerful families, and there are even letters from ancestors... But no one is alive to see Tianwaitian, and no one is alive to see it.
His Majesty."
"I know that the girl was raised by her great aunt since she was a child. She is the niece of Mrs. Er Qiao, and there are many real people who founded the country. Their generation was greatly influenced by His Majesty. They all believe in the covenant between heaven and earth, and the heroic spirits are bound by
The election will rise to heaven..."
"But to be honest, the nobles themselves don't believe it anymore. Everyone believes that it is just a joke played by the monarch on everyone, with a sword hanging above his head."