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Chapter 157 Yinglong Tianshu

After talking some more details about the Book of Heaven with Kong You, Zhou Jun returned to Yis.

At this time, the latter had already swept away all the food he had brought, and was sitting on the ground holding his belly, eyes wide open.

Zhou Jun asked him about the date of leaving Chang'an, the route of the tour and the state capital. Then he took some money and gave it to Yisi, saying it was just the trouble on the road.

When Yis saw this, his eyes turned red. He was moved and refused: "You have already helped me so much, how can I accept your gift again?"

Zhou Jun forced the money into Yis's hand and said, "We are destined to meet each other, so just take it."

After saying that, he asked Kong You to send Yisi out of the house.

After returning to the wing, Zhou Jun saw Xiao Qingchan and told her that he had something important to discuss. If Kong You came later, he would ask him to enter the study.

Xiao Qingchan agreed and left the wing, leaving Zhou Jun alone.

Zhou Jun first went to the study room, tried hard to recall the records in the history books, and then began to carefully select the available historical materials.

If you want to write down future events into a book of heaven, first of all, anything that may be affected by the butterfly effect should not be recorded.

For example, accidental death or social emergencies may cause deviations or delays due to unintentional actions after time travel.

Therefore, if you want to compile heavenly books, the best documentary materials are natural disasters.

Zhou Jun first opened the map of the Tang Dynasty, looked at the state capitals that Yisi passed through, and then estimated his traveling speed and arrival time.

Finally, based on the old and new Tang books, he selected the following natural disasters that occurred along the way as materials for writing the heavenly book:

At the end of July, Shaanzhou County Chronicle reported that late one night, drought and thunder fell from the sky, setting fire to houses. The people were sleeping soundly and could not find shelter. Nearly a hundred people were killed and injured.

In the autumn of the fourth year of Tianbao, floods flooded the city in eight counties including Henan Dao, Huaiyang, Suiyang, and Qiao, sweeping away many houses and shops, and countless people drowned.

At the end of September, in Dengzhou, East Road, Shannan, under the scorching sun for a long time, a mountain fire broke out and spread for hundreds of miles. The Dao River was cut off and the ancient Buddhist temple was also destroyed by the mountain fire.



While Zhou Jun was writing, Kong You knocked on the door and entered the study.

Seeing these things written by Zhou Jun, Kong You opened his eyes wide and was surprised.

Although he knew that Zhou Jun had a great ability to know the aftermath, but after seeing so many natural disasters with his own eyes, all of which were written down on paper, he became more and more in awe of this unfathomable master.

After writing eloquently about the thirteen natural disasters in half a year, Zhou Jun waved to Kong You and asked him to come over and take a look.

Kong You read them all, nodded and said: "The Book of Heaven can be completed, but it still needs a primer."

Zhou Jun was puzzled: "Introduction?"

Kong You borrowed Zhou Jun's pen, sat in front of the desk, and began to write vigorously.

"The world is broken, and the world is confused. Yinglong lives in Xuanyuan Gouchen, delivers the river map to Fuxi, makes Nuwa go to the emperor of heaven, establishes the three realms, preaches to the nine heavens, and offers sacrifices to the world."

Zhou Jun understood this quote and asked Kong You: "Does Bo Hong want to use Ying Long's name?"

Kong You put down his pen and said: "Yinglong is the ancestral dragon of China, and the people of the Tang Dynasty are well aware of its merits. Using it to carry out the power of the Book of Heaven should have miraculous effects. Moreover, Yinglong is also the divine dragon of Yanqi. In the future, he will establish his faith and establish the sect.

We can also achieve the same continuity.”

Kong You picked up the pen and continued to write the heavenly book. Zhou Jun read it, and then came some warning words and mysterious laws.

It took more than half an hour for Kong You to revise, revise and polish the entire heavenly book, and finally finalized it.

After spending some time, Kong You held the pen in his left hand, changed the font, and re-transcribed Yinglong Tianshu.

Finally, after confirming that there were no mistakes, Kong You found a brazier and burned the manuscript. Only then was everything ready.

In the early morning of the next day, Is came out of the low house where he lived and immediately saw the damaged booklet of the Holy Book on the ground.

Out of curiosity, he first picked up the Book of Heaven, opened it and looked at it casually.

After reading only half a page, Is was surprised at first, then shook his head in amusement, and finally threw the book aside.

Turning around and walking towards his residence, Yis suddenly stopped walking halfway and looked back.

After thinking about it again and again, Yis turned around and picked up the book and put it in his arms.

Not far away, Kong You, who was hiding behind the wall, saw this scene and left with a smile.

Xingqing Palace, Dendrobium Garden.

Yang Yuhuan was leaning on the folding bed, listening to the musicians playing the newly composed French music, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Beside her, the eldest sister, third sister and eighth sister of the Yang family were sitting, listening to music and talking.

The eldest sister of the Yang family said first: "The Shujiang Brocade, with its clusters of folded flowers, is elegant and gorgeous. It is really a rare good thing."

The eighth sister secretly glanced at Yang Yuhuan, and then said: "There is also the Yu Pang Zheng, which can produce the sound of clear springs when plucked with plain fingers..."

Yang Yuhuan slowly opened his eyes and asked the three sisters: "What do you want to say?"

The eldest sister of the Yang family smiled and looked around, showing hesitation.

Yang Yuhuan sighed softly, waved his hand, and asked the musicians to retreat first.

When there was no one else around, the eldest sister of the Yang family lowered her voice and said: "Yuhuan, don't blame me for being talkative. The Yang family is a new rich and has no foundation in the court. I don't know how many people are jealous of us and want to take advantage of us."

Yang Yuhuan frowned and said, "Why do you mean this? Sanlang treats the Yang family very well, so why should he care about what others do?"

The eldest sister of the Yang family said quickly: "The Holy Family of Yuhuan is prosperous. Of course, I don't care about this, but I must prepare for a rainy day and make some plans for the future."

Yang Yuhuan: "In the future?"

The eldest sister of the Yang family came up and said softly: "The back seat in the palace is vacant. If you want to take a step forward, there must be someone in the court to support you."

Yang Yuhuan was stunned, then looked at the third sister and the eighth sister, and saw that they all had ordinary expressions.

Without thinking, Yang Yuhuan shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Sanlang has just granted me the position of noble concubine, how can I be able to look at Shu and be good at talking about my successor?"

The eldest sister of the Yang family said anxiously: "Even if Yuhuan doesn't care about fighting for position, you should always take more care of the Yang family."

Yang Yuhuan: "Yang family? What's going on with the Yang family?"

The eldest sister of the Yang family pretended to wipe her tears and sighed: "The ancestral land of Puzhou, the Yang family's two hundred acres of fertile land in Shanyang, are all occupied by wealthy families. If the Yang family had a son in the court, how could they suffer such humiliation?

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Yang Yuhuan looked impatient and said, "Then what do you want?"

The eldest sister of the Yang family said in a low voice: "Among the younger generations of the Yang family, there is a young man named Yang Zhao. He is upright and intelligent. The many gifts sent from Shu this time are exactly his thoughts."

Yang Yuhuan: "Yang Zhao? But that Yang County Lieutenant you mentioned earlier?"

The eldest sister of the Yang family: "Yes, that's him!"

Yang Yuhuan lowered his head and thought for a long time before he said: "Let him stay outside the palace tomorrow. You and I will talk to Sanlang and see if you can make a recommendation for him."

When the eldest sister of the Yang family saw that Yang Yuhuan agreed, she said happily: "As long as Yuhuan says it, how can a saint not respond?"

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