More than a month later, in one of the back gardens of the Dragon Palace of Tongtianjiang River, Ji Yuan and Lao Long were sitting opposite each other at the garden table. This time there was no chessboard on the table, just pastries and tea.
Ji Yuan and Ying’s Three Dragons just returned here yesterday, but they don’t need to worry about the search for dragon corpse insects and the sight of Fuso Sacred Tree and Sun Golden Crow for the time being. The old Huanglong Huang Yuzhong will be mainly responsible. After informing the Dragon Clan about this, Ji Yuan and the others were happy to have a rest.
At this moment, Ji Yuan was taking out the Haezhi scroll from his sleeve, placing it on the table and unfolding it slowly. The soft and clear water waves in the water mansion had no effect on the scroll. The old dragon carefully stared at the lifelike haechi on the scroll while throwing a handful of berries into his mouth and chewing them.
Ji Yuan looked at the unresponsive Haechi on the scroll, put his hand on the scroll and slowly absorbed some mana. He watched the Haechi on the scroll become more and more vivid and the colors gradually brighter, and then spoke in a deep voice.
“Xie Zhi, what do you want to say to Ji?”
Ji Yuan’s question seems to be unclear, but there is actually a reason. When he was observing the Fuso Sacred Tree, Ji Yuan took out the Haechi scroll more than once, but those few times, Haechi There was no reaction from the picture scroll.
After Ji Yuan finished asking, he waited for a while, but there was still no response from the picture scroll. Old Long glanced at Ji Yuan, and like Ji Yuan, he also had a smile on his lips.
“Xie Zhi, have you seen the hibiscus tree and the golden crow of the sun before?”
After waiting for a while, there was still no response from the scroll. Ji Yuan and Lao Long looked at each other, and the latter nodded slightly. The next moment, Ji Yuan waved his sleeve and threw out a corpse. There were several tables beside it. Big, exactly the kind of monster that attacked the dragons outside Xutang Valley.
“Huh?”
The Haechi on the scroll suddenly made a confused sound. Ji Yuan picked up the scroll and pointed it at the monster’s body.
“What do you want to say?”
Black smoke began to rise from the scroll, and the head of the Haechi was close to the surface of the scroll, as if it was about to emerge from the scroll.
“Tiger dragon? This ghost looks like a six-pointer at most, and it’s a little smaller…take its blood marrow and give it to me!”
Tiger dragon? Ji Yuan had no impression of a tiger dragon. It sounded like a dragon, but it actually looked like a sixty-sixth of a dragon. However, these thoughts and calculations were temporarily suppressed, and he looked at the Haechi in the scroll.
“Are you just a painting, or do you have something special about you? Who painted you?”
“Pull his blood marrow and give it to me, take his blood marrow and give it to me!”
Xie Zhi started to repeat words again. Ji Yuan frowned, feeling that Xie Zhi was pretending to be stupid again. This time he was too lazy to fight with Xie Zhi, so he simply shook his hand and put away the scroll. Get up, not even giving Haechi time to react.
“Uh, Mr. Ji, why did you just put away the scroll?”
Old Long was a little confused on the side. He thought Ji Yuan would have another conversation with the Haechi in the painting, but Ji Yuan did not hide it from Old Long and spoke frankly while looking at the painting.
“Although it is said that the Haechi is a just beast, it cannot be fully believed. The one in this picture may be a real Haechi, which cannot always help him. Such ancient mythical beasts with names cannot be treated as ordinary monsters. , Mr. Ying has seen the Sun Golden Crow. Naturally, it is impossible for the Haechi to be as good as the Golden Crow, but it is by no means an easy matter. Since this Haechi frequently pretends to be stupid in front of us, Ji cannot always help this Haechi. ”
Old Long had a clear look on his face. Recalling the shock he felt when he saw the Golden Crow, he naturally looked up to Haechi.
“Mr. Ji’s concerns are reasonable, please have some tea.”
“Please.”
While the two were enjoying tea, Ying Ruoli also entered the courtyard. She had just returned from her temple in Tongtian River.
“Dad, Uncle Ji, I’m back.”
Old Long pointed to the seat beside the table.
“Sit down and talk about the changes in three years.”
Ying Ruoli walked up to the table and sat down, telling her everything she knew. She was not talking about the internal matters of the Dragon Clan, nor was it a major Shinto matter. It didn’t even have much to do with practice. The main thing was that Dazhen was here. What happened in three years.
For practitioners, it is only three years, but for the human world, it is long or short. There are two things worthy of Ying Ruoli’s emphasis. The first is that Emperor Dazhen Hongwu lived in one year. After the death of his predecessor, the new emperor did not give himself a title like the previous generations of emperors. Influenced by the education of the emperor’s teacher Yin Zhaoxian from an early age, the new emperor believed that if he did not love vanity, then he could not have a title unless he was an outstanding emperor. He succeeded Dabao , not qualified.
After Ying Ruoli said the first thing slowly, Ji Yuan put down the tea cup and sighed thoughtfully.
“Really, Emperor Hongwu is dead…”
At first, Ji Yuan knew that Yang Hao’s fate was not good, but after entering “Wild Fox Shame” together, things got a little better. Unexpectedly, he only lasted two more years and died less than one o’clock.
“The second thing, well, Uncle Ji and Dad, you may not have guessed that the Zu Yue Kingdom launched troops against Dazhen.”
After Ying Ruoli finished speaking, Old Long had no reaction, while Ji Yuan was obviously stunned.
“Huh? The Zuyue Kingdom launched troops against Dazhen?”
This plan was unexpected. It was possible that it could be reversed when he thought about it. How could the Zuyue Kingdom be the first to break the armistice contract and launch troops against Dazhen?
“Yes, and uncle Ji, just half a year after the death of Emperor Hongwu, the Zuyue Kingdom raised 80,000 troops, claiming to be a heroic army of 300,000 troops. In two months, they conquered the Six Passes and Thirteen Villages in the Dazhen Border, and entered Qizhou. Half of Qizhou fell…”
This development sounds a bit dramatic to Ji Yuan. The ancestors of Yue were in turmoil due to domestic and foreign troubles. How could they achieve such results? Is this the last stand of the Zuyue Kingdom?
“What about Dazhen’s reaction?”
Ji Yuan frowned and asked. Ying Ruoli knew that Uncle Ji was more concerned about Dazhen’s affairs, so of course she answered truthfully and thoroughly.
“The whole country of Dazhen is agitated. From the nobles and squires to the common people, they are all angry at the ancestors for attacking. Many of the people praying in my temple are praying for the victory of Dazhen. Now even Many Confucian scholars have devoted themselves to joining the army, and there are even more Confucian scholars who carry swords with them…”
“Oh…”
Ji Yuan nodded slowly, and the old dragon on the side smiled.
“Hey, it’s interesting. Although I don’t have much interest in human affairs, I know that the people of Yue country are riddled with holes. Listening to Ruoli’s words, Dazhen still suffered a big loss?”
Ji Yuan is already doing calculations. It is hard to say anything involving human luck, but calculating the future is difficult. Calculating the past does not require much effort, and you can understand a general direction.
“To put it bluntly, the Dazhen border troops underestimated the enemy and suffered a big loss because of their calculations but not their intentions.”
Calculation is not about watching videos. When the direction of the hexagram is so large, we don’t know the absolute details, but knowing it probably won’t be a problem. In general, almost everyone in the Dazhen Army believes that the national conditions of Zuyue are It was extremely bad, and he didn’t have the courage to attack Dazhen at all. He even believed that the existing army of the Zuyue Kingdom would not have much combat effectiveness, so he underestimated the enemy and was defeated.
Hearing these two things, Ji Yuan sighed slightly, stood up and left directly. Old Long didn’t stay much, just gave Ji Yuan the small jar of ambergris he had promised before, but even without Ying Feng, Originally, I planned to drink this wine with Ji Yuan.
After leaving Shuifu, he rode on the waves and flew into the mist. Not long after, Ji Yuan landed in the city of Gyeonggi Prefecture.
The streets are still bustling and lively. Ji Yuan walks on the streets, and pedestrians and merchants are constantly coming and going.
“Selling pancakes, freshly baked pancakes~~” “Candied haws, sour and sweet…”
“Bows and arrows, bows and arrows for sale, a strong bow with one stone can penetrate the armor of an ancestor Yue traitor from a hundred steps away!”
……
Ji Yuan was walking on the street, hearing all kinds of noisy and lively conversations and cries, and his eyes were wandering on the street. Although it was blurry, it seemed that in this early winter, among the ten people who were dressed like Confucian scholars, Eight of them actually had swords hanging on their waists as they walked away, which made his calculations seem unusual.
Suddenly, outside a teahouse not far away, a waiter started shouting loudly.
“There is news about the border troops. There is news about the border troops in this teahouse. Anyone who orders tea in the restaurant will get a plate of refreshments~~~”
“What, are you looking for news about the border troops in Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com?” “Let’s go and have a look!”
“Wait for me, grab a seat, grab a seat!”
……
Many people on the street started to move when they heard the sound. Some vendors who set up stalls also asked the vendors next to them to help look after the stalls, and they hurriedly ran in the direction of the lively sound. Among the scholars and pedestrians on the street Even more so.
Ji Yuan paused for a moment, then sped up and walked forward. When he arrived at the teahouse, the seats inside were already full, but there were still people coming over. The tables in the teahouse were originally occupied by one table. For four people, there are at least eight or nine people crowded now, and more people are sitting on small stools beside the corridor columns, or simply standing. Almost everyone is holding a teacup in their hands, and the tea doctor is holding a teapot one by one. Pour the tea.
The tea house was almost completely surrounded, and several tea masters were carrying teapots and pouring tea everywhere. They were just like the skilled bus conductors Ji Yuan remembered from his previous life, who could make everyone buy the same ticket on the crowded bus. The only exception was a table next to the counter, where a middle-aged Confucian scholar stood holding a paper fan.
“Everyone, the rats of Zuyue have bullied my Dazhen too much! They took advantage of our border troops’ unpreparedness to attack Qizhou, and the country of Zuyue was in turmoil. The so-called sergeants were like thieves, burning, killing, and looting in Qizhou, which even attracted the attention of the country of Zuyue. More and more bandit soldiers are entering the country. I am rushing to support Qizhou with several armies. The vanguard has already fought several battles with the Zuyue bandits! ”
“A bunch of bastards!” “Yes, I wish I could go to the battlefield to serve my country!”
“My government is stable and peaceful, and our country is strong. The ancestors and rats of Vietnam do not want to be grateful to our government for their generosity, but dare to seek death!”
For a while, the crowd in the teahouse was furious.