In Xianyang Imperial Prefecture, what Lu Yan did every day besides eating and sleeping with his wife was to practice the newly learned Chongxu Sword Technique. His life was rarely happy.
Of course, he himself felt happy, but the entire Qin court did not.
News came from the east that Lu Yan sent a trap to assassinate his Confucian colleagues, and his behavior was so immoral that he forgot his ancestors. The Confucian Master Xun had refused to recognize him as a disciple, and Fu Nian, the head of Xiaoshengxian Village, announced that he would be expelled.
Lu Zi, who was originally famous, has become synonymous with hypocrites in the East.
This kind of news spread to the Qin State. From south to north, from west to east, the anger of the common people in the Qin State was about to break the sky.
Too many people spontaneously spoke up for Lu Yan and countered the rumors and slanders from the East.
And while the people were vigorously raising their voice for Lu Yanzhuang, a strange trend quickly arose in the Qin Kingdom that silenced the entire Qin court.
Amidst a lot of well-intentioned and malicious flattery, the idea that Lu Yan is a contemporary holy king is very popular. It seems that the Qin State is today only because of Lu Yan's credit, and even the Qin king's political affairs have to stand aside.
"Where is Lu Chen looking for the fairy traces? Which palace is he in Penglai?
The grace of the Holy Lord is deep and the sky and the earth are vast, and the king and sun are old and the sea and clouds are empty.
The thousand-year-old crane has gone to visit Dantai, which is cold, and the thousand-mile dragon has returned to visit Yujingtong.
If you want to know the secret of eternal life, there is no difference. When we grow old and face each other, we are one and the same."
This is also a widely circulated poem, which directly hits the key points of Qin Wang's politics.
Lu Yan is a cultivator, and he is also the top cultivator in the world. After entering the union of heaven and man, his lifespan is incomparable to ordinary people.
Even if you, Ying Zheng, are the king of the world, your lifespan doesn't matter whether you have power or not. You have to die if you die. And if you die, Lu Yan, do you really have no ability to usurp the country?
Within the Qin State, Li Si's net and Zhang Han's secret guards were searching for people who spread poetry. The government also issued rewards, and anyone who provided clues could receive corresponding rewards. But they had little effect.
There was going to be a turmoil outside, but Lu Yan, the man at the center of the storm, was leisurely and contented, doing whatever he was supposed to do every day.
That night, in the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, Nong Yu pressed the strings of the piano, looked at Lu Yan who was meditating quietly and said, "Husband, the storm outside is getting bigger and bigger. Recently, the atmosphere around the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion has been a little different."
Lu Yan responded casually, "Yeah."
"We're just going to stay in the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion and do nothing?"
Lu Yan responded casually, "We haven't done much recently."
Nong Yu was confused, "Huh? What do you do when you are at home every day?"
"Ah~ practice and increase your strength. Isn't this enough? When I become one with heaven and man, I will live for more than a hundred years. One by one of those people, I will go to their graves to practice swordsmanship."
Nong Yu's eyebrows twitched and she smiled helplessly, "I'm serious. The art of war requires you to stay still, but you must stay still with a purpose. What are your plans for staying in the Imperial Prefecture every day?"
"I am waiting for the opportunity to leave the Imperial Prefect's Mansion. The current storm is not big enough."
"What opportunity?"
Lu Yan opened his eyes, sighed with relief and stood up, "The opportunity has come."
"Huh?" Nong Yu was surprised, and then she felt something moving and knew someone was coming.
She followed her perception and saw the light and shadow in the courtyard under the moon distorted, and a woman in an aqua blue dress appeared in front of her, "Mage Moon God."
"Mrs. Nongyu."
The Moon God's figure was solid. He immediately glanced at the hands playing the jade instrument, and then turned to Lu Yan and said, "The Phantom Sound Box has returned to the Yin Yang family. The next target is the Fuso Sacred Tree in Shu Mountain. Yan will go to Shu Mountain."
Lu Yan nodded clearly and suddenly remembered something, "Have you heard of Yu Yuan's seal?"
"Yu Yuan seal?"
Even the Moon God doesn't know about Yu Yuan's seal. It seems that at present, the secret of the seal is still very limited. I'm afraid Donghuang Taiyi only has a chance to know it.
The Moon God could see his seriousness, so he asked: "What is the Yu Yuan seal? It seems to be very important."
"Hmm...I'm not particularly sure. It is said that it is a seal guarded by Shushan for generations. Once it is opened, it will cause catastrophe.
The Yin-Yang family's actions against Shushan and taking away the Fuso sacred tree will most likely affect this seal."
"The disaster that will destroy the world..." Moon God murmured, lost in thought.
"You do not believe?"
She curled her lips and shook her head, "How could I not believe it from your mouth? It's just that this matter seems inevitable."
"Haha, if there is really a disaster that will destroy the world, I must be the one who is at the forefront." Lu Yan laughed and stretched out his hand, "Give me Dongjun's whereabouts."
"This is the stronghold of the Yin Yang family in Bashu. Yan has the autonomy to act. I am not sure of her route."
Lu Yan felt a headache as soon as he opened the scroll. The Yin Yang family did not have many strongholds in Bashu, and they were not close to each other. He was not sure where Concubine Yan was going, and there was no way to intercept anyone.
"Otherwise, you'd better call her to Xianyang. It's easier for me to do it."
"..." Moon God stared at him speechlessly, with a strange light in his eyes under the gauze. She felt that Lu Yan today was a little different from before, and seemed a bit stupid.
"Hmph~" Nongyu covered her mouth and sneered at the news, but she interrupted and rushed to Lu Yan to teach her, "From the outside world to the middle of Shu, it's just water or walking through Chencang. To intercept Dongjun, it's not necessary to wait for her to completely enter Bashu.
This scroll of Master Moon God should just be a backup for you in case of emergencies. If you fail to intercept it before entering Shu, with your martial arts, I can definitely follow it and catch up."
Lu Yan suddenly realized it and slapped his forehead with one hand, "So that's it. I was the one who prejudged it."
Moon Goddess closed her eyes, and after taking a breath, she opened them again, "Yan has not taken the water route. If you want to intercept him, Sir, you can set off."
After that, she was ready to leave.
Lu Yan looked at Nong Yu and his eyes moved.
Nongyu smiled and nodded.
Lu Yan then raised his head and said to Moon God's back: "Master Moon God, see you in ten years, take care."
The Moon God didn't stop for a moment after hearing the words, and still flashed directly before disappearing.
Hum, why would it take ten years for you and me to meet again.
Seeing that she was so decisive and didn't even say goodbye, Lu Yan couldn't help but grit his teeth and said, "What, you didn't even say take care of yourself."
"Haha~"
"why are you laughing?"
"Husband, do you know that in the past few days, you have become more and more lively, yes, you are more and more lively."
"That's right." Lu Yan blinked and looked up at the sky, "It seems that even in my subconscious, I feel that I have been dead for ten years. This is a relaxing and enjoyable thing."
Nongyu walked up to him, held his hand, opened her lips softly, and whispered softly, "Husband, you have a good rest. The rest are me, my sister, and everyone in the Imperial Preceptor's Office. Yours
The dream, very early on, is the direction that everyone in the Imperial Prefecture holds the sword in. Believe us."
"There is a beautiful person here, as graceful as the blue sky." Lu Yan looked at the moon tonight and slowly opened his voice, "He knows the music and the sounds, and his appearance is brilliant."
Nongyu nestled in his arms and echoed his singing, "I am holding my qin in my embroidered sleeves, and I am going to the gentleman's hall. It is like day lilies, which makes me sad. I want to give you a purple jade ruler and a silver bell. I haven't seen you for a long time."