When the order was given, there was continuous thunder, and lightning burst out from the depths of the lead cloud, illuminating the surrounding area.
A group of people surrounded King Qi and walked into the heavy rain.
There are cobblestones under your feet, and the water flows over your ankles.
They did not go outside the house, but went straight to the flower hall somewhere between the rockeries.
I don’t know when, but there was an extra deep well here.
There was the sound of gurgling water and the sound of wind from down the well.
"Even if my father sent people to keep an eye on him, he would never have imagined that Gu would follow the path of Jinglong."
The emperor of the former Wei Dynasty was a man of great talent and knowledge, and when he built the capital, he designed a well for every twenty households.
In the ninth year of Emperor Jianwu's reign in the Wei Dynasty, the old capital was too narrow and had to be moved to the new capital. People were sent to investigate the water supply environment in advance.
In the 14th year of Jianwu's reign, the Jinglong's way to the capital, which was derived from Inokashira Pond, was completed.
In the 15th year of Jianwu's reign, Wanjing was completed.
This water is delivered to various wooden wells in all directions through aqueducts buried underground.
The well is a barrel made of wood, and most of the water pipes buried underground are made of wood or stone.
This was the case in the city, and even in Shizu's palace.
The water quality of the well is always clear, without sediment. It is said that the source is connected layer by layer, even leading to Panlong Lake and Yueqin Lake thousands of miles away.
Regardless of whether they are men or women, every time it is laundry or cooking time, they will definitely gather by the well and chat about home affairs.
Moreover, every July 7th, all residents take the initiative to take a day off and work together to conduct a general cleaning.
First, bring up the water in the well, and then ask the well cleaning experts to go down and clean it. After everything is completed, cover the lid, and finally offer wine and salt to the dragon to thank the dragon for the gift of water.
At that time, it was said that "wherever there is drinking water, there is a Jinglong Temple."
In the Zheng Dynasty, although this well was still in use, the Dragon Lord Sacrifice had been abandoned for a long time, and the quality of the well water had also declined significantly.
Many places have dug deep wells themselves to use groundwater instead of the so-called "water from the Dragon Palace"
"The ancestor of the former Wei Dynasty was very kind to Lord Long."
King Qi sighed and looked at Xie Zhenqing again.
These records are not top secret, but it took me a long time to rummage through them before I found them out from the pile of old papers.
Why does this mysterious "fake prince" Xie know the inside story?
Even, after all these years, he was able to point out a usable waterway.
The suspicion in King Qi's heart had reached the point of overflowing.
This demon knows the secrets well and must have a great origin, perhaps involving the court of the former Wei Dynasty.
Xie Zhenqing looked at the bottom of the well below, his eyes flickering.
After a series of changes, even the most prominent wonders in the past have gradually fallen into disuse.
There are not many underground sewers here that are still open.
"Heaven and earth are the reverse journey of all things; time is the passer-by of hundreds of generations, and life is like a dream. How much joy can there be?"
There seemed to be a warm voice in my ears, chanting the poems that Wei Shizu had given to Long Jun.
Vaguely, the shadow of a dragon can be seen winding past.
I remembered it again.
The resentment of the Dragon Lord.
The emotions in his heart were rolling, including excitement and sadness. He bit the tip of his tongue and suppressed these emotions. Xie Zhenqing's eyes became cold.
He has never dared to come here, either because he was afraid of this memory.
The more he uses the legacy of Lord Long, the more vivid these memories become, and they may even make him feel unbearable.
"I want to create a demon, not just for myself, but also for the sake of heaven."
"God's will does not only control people, but demons also have heavenly scrolls."
"You are wrong, Mr. Long, I am right."
He said this coldly in his heart.
It seems that he is saying to himself.
It also seemed like I was having a conversation with some figures in the past across a long period of time.
"I will prove that I am right."
To this day, he no longer has any doubts.
King Qi took the lead in climbing down the rope ladder.
The well is an old well that was originally buried but was dug out again under Xie Zhenqing's instructions.
The bottom is about three feet from the ground, and the surrounding area is reinforced with wood and bricks. When you drop to five feet, you can see a person-high cave.
The cave is clean and tidy, with lanterns hanging along the way and a gentle breeze blowing.
King Qi stepped in first.
There are guards waiting here, leading the way.
Behind him, dense crowds of figures climbed down one after another and entered the underground passage.
Xie Zhenqing followed him.
"The feng shui here is in harmony with each other. It has been formed since the early Wei Dynasty. It can be used to pray for blessings and peace of the people at the top, and regulate the water quality of the earth at the bottom. It can benefit the people endlessly. This is the move of the ancestors of the former Wei Dynasty to benefit the people."
"The Imperial City Department and the Xuanjia Guards are hiding not far above our heads. They are at most a thousand steps apart now, but they will never find out."
"The earth, water veins, and heavy rain are enough to confuse most of the qi."
Xie Zhenqing said this and walked to the front to lead the way.
"We have killed several waves of spies in the past, and no one will come to die soon."
"It's raining heavily now. According to my estimation, it will rain all night. By the time they realize something is wrong, it will be at least two hours!"
King Qi nodded slowly and remained silent.
Xie Zhenqing noticed his demeanor. At that time, Taizu was also so profound and sophisticated, and he was not afraid of situations.
I suddenly felt complicated.
"You are truly my dear... King Qi, you, like your grandfather, are both talented and strategic people... The only difference is that your experience is far from enough."
"If you go through life and death, go through many ups and downs, and within ten years, you will be as wise and powerful as Taizu."
"But just like Taizu, they are all people who cross rivers and burn bridges!"
Xie Zhenqing closed his eyes slightly, as he would not be deceived by him again.
"With the precedent of your ancestors, how could I give you even a chance? Is it true that I gave you that glass of wine for free?"
"Back then, your ancestors borrowed the luck of my demon clan, but ended up breaking the alliance and leaving."
"Although the backlash still claimed lives, the great cause was indeed lost."
Xie Zhenqing closed her eyes and thought of her own death.
Yes, Xie Zhenqing is not an incompetent person. He has many party members and intricate connections. He originally thought that Taizu would not dare to take action, or he would take action slowly, but unexpectedly he struck with a thunderous blow.
Xie Zhenqing died, so there is now Xie Zhenqing.
"I have learned my lesson. This time I took a roundabout way and achieved the highest attainment of a cultivator. Unfortunately, the antecedents are still incomplete and cannot be fully achieved."
"But it doesn't matter, what I gave you to drink is the wine of my family's karma."
Over the years, Zheng Chao has killed countless demons overtly and secretly. He has also supported the Taoist sect to kill demons and extract their hearts to make elixirs. He has accumulated more than a million blood sins?
Even Xie Zhenqing, as the demon king, would not dare to be contaminated by this injustice.
But King Qi drank and accepted it.
"Since you drink it, you are responsible for it, and the injustice of our clan has been mixed with the dragon's energy."
"This is the dragon son of the Zheng Dynasty, and he did it voluntarily."
Feeling the hidden murderous intention of King Qi, Xie Zhenqing felt indifferent in his heart.
"King Qi, do you still want to tear down the bridge?"
"Haha, let's see then...will it still be up to you?"
"As long as you let me win once, even if it's only for three days, I can achieve enlightenment. When the time comes, who can restrain me?"