Ruanzai and his party buried Nu Chou's body. Nu Ren's hometown had long been destroyed. Just as Yu Zai and the others had thought, the ruins of that tribe were no longer visible, and the wilderness was covered with vegetation.
, maybe this is the power of nature.
"In another hundred years, no trace will be left here. In another thousand years, the stories will be buried deep underground. In three or four thousand years, someone may dig up the stories here...
."
“Dig? Why dig?”
Guangchengzi touched his beard, and Chisongzi said: "Because some future generations hope to find what they have lost from the history of their predecessors."
Guangchengzi nodded: "Oh... that's right, it's hard to find lost things! What's more, after thousands of years have passed! There will always be things lost, even if it is your own inheritance, it has been lost since childhood.
Even if it is passed down from father to grandson, it is possible for three generations to be lost, let alone in the great years..."
So Guangchengzi had an idea.
In other words, in order to let future generations know my skill in roasting chicken, I must dig a hole and record the secret recipe of roast chicken...
No, no, no, this will ruin the image of a master, so you might as well bury a sword. That old boy Huang Di buried his own sword when he dug his grave, didn't he...
Guangchengzi was thinking this way, and the more he thought about it, the more it made sense.
Soon a small mound of earth was built. Ruzai used the fire virtue of Lingyang to grow a lot of green grass on the mound, so this place became an ancient green tomb.
“When spring comes and the fire virtue of Lingyang dissipates, many flowers will bloom here...”
Chi Songzi came over and said to Yu Zai: "At the end, there should be no resentment in her heart. She saw you clearly. When the dawn rose, she also became an ancient person in mythology. Maybe this is the destination of heroes?
"
Everyone sang songs. There were few chapters praising heroes in ancient songs. In other words, the heroes of that era later became emperors, so it naturally became music praising emperors.
Chisongzi hummed a tune. What he sang was Zhu Xiang's music, which was the song closest to ordinary people's songs.
"In the era when the Zhu Xiang clan ruled the world, the world was filled with wind and scorching sun. It should be considered a dry season. There was no rain for a long time. The Zhu Xiang clan and the people of the tribe opened up water flow, carried out water storage and diversion work.
So Zhu Xiang's friend Shida composed this piece of music."
After hearing this story, Yuzai thought for a while and said seriously:
"The world needs some songs praising heroes... Heroes in the past have all become emperors, but now there are too many heroes. They cannot be emperors. The world praises their bravery, but there are no poems about them left. This way
not good."
Hongchao asked from the side: "Isn't this good... If the poems of Dayi, Nuren and others are mentioned in the same position as the ancient emperor, the Emperor of Heaven will definitely be angry, right?"
Yu Zai shook his head and said to Hongchao: "After the death of the Emperor Fang, the Titing clan ruled the world. They were good at making weapons and danced a war dance, similar to the dance of Qianqi; in the era of Shennong, people
Busy at work, dancing a kind of farming dance, cultivating virtues first and secondarily using weapons. The Axisui clan’s weapons were sold because of their high quality and there were no repeat customers, so they couldn’t survive and went out to grab food. If they were in Titing clan
In this era, this would not happen."
“Why, it’s because the Titing clan was busy with wars, and their weapons would often be damaged. In Shennong’s era, everyone went to farming, and wars and hunting activities decreased, so the weapons were unsaleable. Please help...”
Yunzai decisively stopped his tendency to say something rude and changed the topic back:
"In short, in Fuxi's time, the songs of "Jiabian" could be played with one string, but if you want to sing Shennong's poems, you need five strings. If you let Fuxi play, I'm afraid he can only stare.
But there is no way to start, this is how the times have changed."
"Today, if we only praise the dance of Ganqi and laugh at the dance of hoe and spade, it would be like praising the cow but hating the horse, and it would be like using Zhengyin to make fun of Yuyin. It would be like treating the ever-changing society with a rigid and solid etiquette.
, this is ridiculous.”
"Di Fangxun is an enlightened man, Chonghua is a wise man, and there are many saints in the Central Plains. They can formulate rules that are in line with the new era. I think my proposal is correct. If you object, you can come to the conference to discuss it together.
"
Hongchao shook his head and said that he didn't worry about it, but if the proposal was passed, he would write a poem for himself.
After hearing this, Guangchengzi had an idea, and the old man said:
"Near the West Sea, apart from the God of the West, Mr. Hanman, Mr. Ruoshi and others, there is also a person who is good at singing. His name is Hu Liang. If we have a chance to see him, we can ask him to help compose poems.
"
Yu Zai recorded this name.
Shan Hai has a golden voice, right? Even Guang Chengzi, the king of pretentiousness, praises him, so he must be very powerful.
After the matter is over, we need to talk to Beihaishen about the matter. Beihaishen himself is unwilling to leave this area, but Guangchengzi wants to reason with him. Beihaishen said that it is not a matter of reason and unreason. Put down your sword first.
.....
But Yu Zai said that Bei Haishen is a man of great ability!
After all, this is a wind and snow god!
Before, Yuanzai wanted to find the God of Wind and Snow, which was a big idea. Now the God of the North Sea is considered half a friend. Yuanzai discussed relatives with him and said that the granddaughter of Emperor Yan is the wife of Emperor Huang, you are the grandson of Emperor Huang, and I am the direct descendant of Emperor Yan.
Descendants, so you and I are distant relatives.
“I know a job that would be a great fit for you!”
What job?
Of course he is the food refrigerated warehouse manager.
Yuzai wrote a letter of introduction to Beihaishen, asked Chisongzi and Guangchengzi to be guarantors, and asked Beihaishen to go to the Queen Mother of the West, saying that there was a good job there.
Freezing technology is also a means of storing food, which can ensure that food does not spoil to the greatest extent, and it is undoubtedly of great help to the Queen Mother of Xi who is engaged in animal husbandry.
Moreover, the irregular wind from the northwest can drive away the wind and snow plague of Beihai God. The irregular wind is a change in the atmospheric and celestial phenomena. The Tao obtained by Beihai God is to act in accordance with the laws of nature. Let him go against the laws of heaven he obtained.
place, he would have no way to cause damage.
Then, they left.
Guangchengzi also left together, and this was actually invited by Chisongzi.
Guangchengzi was very surprised, so he sighed and said that in the past, Rong Chenggong and you and I lived in Xishan leisurely and contentedly. Now that Rong Chenggong has passed away, the three of us can no longer be together. It is a pity.
“Forget it, just follow my disciple and see the new era you are talking about!”
In the sky, a red light flew from the distance, the Dijiang River passed by, and passed by the distant mountains and vast wilderness.
Yuzai looked up and saw the red light flying toward the southwest.