Chapter 308: Weird Earth Immortal, and Even Weird Prince
In the second year of Zhenyuan of the Great Zhou Dynasty, on the thirteenth day of the first lunar month, it was sunny and suitable for travel.
The king of Western Qin County is ill and has not recovered.
The news spread throughout the city, but it was limited to the whole city and did not affect the army, the three states, eighteen prefectures, and the Western Regions.
As the dividends of the county prince's good governance gradually emerged, the people in the city no longer needed to organize themselves, and spontaneously went to pray around the county prince's palace in turns.
In the dormitory, the fragrance of medicine was still fragrant and the smoke was lingering. The prince still looked like he was dying, even a little worse, but he spent more time awake and less time fainting.
There are hundreds of bamboo slips and nearly a hundred memorials placed on the desk next to the bed.
Paper books are generally modern manuscripts or handwritings of contemporary literati. Bamboo slips are basically ancient relics. The handwriting is carved on bamboo slices for easy long-term preservation and transportation.
But the bamboo slips in front of me are ancient and modern, and the content is complex but not messy. They are about the mountains and rivers geography of the Western Regions and the major sects, and they are introduced one by one in detail.
The memorial has been dictated by Xin Zhuo, ghostwritten and annotated by Jiang Nuying, and the bamboo slips have been turned over many times by the prince himself these days.
At this moment, Xiong Zhang, Sai Qingzhu and Cui Ying'er were waiting aside, watching the audience silently.
"The Great Law of the Western Qin Dynasty is a law compiled and inspected by our Confucian officials according to the ancient Confucian dynasty classics, and then revised to suit the land of the Western Qin Dynasty. It has a total of ninety-three articles and one hundred and eighty-one sections, covering People's livelihood, army, commerce, criminal law, military law, taxation, water conservancy, farmland, corvee, etc."
Tai Xun Gong was dressed in a moon-white robe, stroking his beard and looking at the man on the bed with some worry. Xin Zhuo, "Once this law is promulgated, the land of Western Qin will be completely transformed within three years, but the body of the prince..."
"No problem!"
Tai Xungong and others made it Dalu, he asked Xiong Zhang to read it, it is nothing more than the way of being the king of heaven and earth, being loyal to the king, loving the country and bringing peace to the world. The king is the queen of heaven and earth. The only king of Western Qin is Jiang Yuqing. From this point of view, the ancient emperors also liked Confucianism. It's not unreasonable.
It's just that it's a bit sour and inflexible.
"The major laws need to be revised. Military law will be managed by the army itself, and an independent department will be established to take charge of the criminal law. In the end, it will be unified and judged and annotated by the county and prince's government offices."
Xin Zhuo is not very familiar with this aspect. If you're interested, that's about it. He waved his hand and said, "The one in Honglu Pavilion How are the envoys doing these days?”
“Here!”
Tai Xun Gong nodded first, and then replied: “The envoys in the Honglu Pavilion wander around the long street or sit there every day. While fishing, he is very concerned about the health of the prince and will ask him again and again every day.”
Xin Zhuo's eyes flickered, and there was a hint of exhaustion on his face: "Sir, go back and rest, that's all for today."
Taixun Gong stood up to leave, and Jiang Nuying also carried the memorial to the Sixth Department of the Government to hand over , and soon only the three Bear Palm girls were left in the palace.
Xin Zhuo asked: "What are you doing, madam, these days?"
Cui Ying'er frowned and said: "She is refining the Nine Yang Life Renewal Pill for you. It is said that it can delay Lifespan."
Xin Zhuo stopped talking and just raised a finger.
Xiong Zhang understood, picked up a bamboo slip, and read softly: "... Lingyun Mountain in the Western Region is ten thousand feet high, hanging in Tai'ang, overlooking the Zhonglin River. It is said in ancient times that there are immortals on the mountain who left behind Taoist traditions, called the Lingxiao War Code. , Lingyunzi founded Lingyun Palace nine hundred years ago, carrying the dragon and cloud spiritual spine, and his luck is unparalleled in all directions. It has been passed down for thirty-six generations..."
Thousands of miles across the Western Region, there are sects in Kunlun Palace in nineteen countries. , Dry Sword Tomb, Traveler Valley, White Crane Hill, Hehuan Valley, Lingyun Palace, Jinshui Sect and other seven sects. Although they are not as powerful as the four super sects of Taiping Palace, Shenyin, Tianji and Honghua, they are still extremely powerful existences.
Especially after seven days of green rain, all the major sects used all their strength to become an Earth Immortal.
There are two completely different concepts: earthly immortals and non-landly immortals.
In fact, Xin Zhuo had already explored the details of these sects when he came to the land of Western Qin and before the Xiaofeichuan battle. When Murong Xiu, Huang Dagui, and Bai Jianxi established the Secret Guard Division, I was also sent there to observe.
I even asked many people, including Zhe Feiyan.
Now I have taken out the classics and pondered them carefully countless times.
If you want to get things done, you must be more stable and make overall analysis clearer. After noon, Xiong Zhang read all the classics. This was already the seventh time in the past few days. He didn't stop until his mouth was dry.
Xin Zhuo seemed to be asleep.
"Prince?" Xiong Zhang tried Xin Zhuo's pulse with trembling hands, and then he breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was still breathing.
Cui Ying'er and Sai Qingzhu had been waiting dryly for a long time with their lunch, and couldn't help but secretly sigh, the prince didn't want to eat again.
"Prince of the County!"
At this moment, a Confucian disciple hurried over, bowed and reported, with an excited expression: "Yu Siliu and Master Huang have arrived a hundred miles away. "Huangdu, what kind of etiquette does the prince use?"
Xin Zhuo suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were shining with dazzling light, and his whole body was full of energy, which shocked Xiong Zhang and others. How could this look like this? Nearly dying of illness? In high spirits.
Is it time for a sudden comeback?
The three of them looked at each other and saw the deep fear on each other's faces.
Hearing Xin Zhuo say in a deep voice: "There is no etiquette, let Mr. Yu Siliu take Master Huang, restrain his breath, enter quietly through the west gate, and say disciple Jiang Yuqing, waiting for you!"
The Confucian disciple was stunned for a moment, then bowed and left.
Sai Qingzhu approached with an excited expression and whispered: "Prince, the Earth Immortal is here, is your health saved?"
Xin Zhuo shook his head, could the Earth Immortal be more aware of his physical problems than Wang Yuejing? The answer is no!
Although the Earth Immortal is powerful, it is far inferior to the Moon Well. At least the Earth Immortal does not have the magical ability to integrate various martial arts and share the abilities of others.
Cui Ying'er also frowned and said: "It is said that the Earth Immortal is a martial arts god with unpredictable magical powers and magic. This kind of person must be face-saving. It's so easy to invite him. Isn't it weird for us to do this? Not polite? Will the old god get angry and stop coming?"
"If you want to understand someone, take advantage of him? A person must first know his temper, habits, and hobbies, whether he is fame-rich, lustful, powerful, or has some other hobbies. Prescribing the right medicine is the best medicine."
Xin Zhuo smiled and suddenly got out of bed. Taking out a booklet and opening it, Cui Ying'er quietly peeked her head in and found that there were densely packed descriptions about Huang Taigai.
The three girls were a little confused. When did the prince prepare it?
What Mr. Yu Siliu left behind was the statistics of the twenty half-step grand masters and grand master officials of the Confucian sect who knew Master Huang a few days ago in Yangxin Pavilion?
Xiong Zhang asked in confusion: "Then... what is this Mr. Huang good at?"
Xin Zhuo said: "Hypocritical good name, weird and good dancing, awkward dancing !"
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The three girls were even more confused. What kind of hobby is this?
Xin Zhuo waved his hand feebly: "Go and choose the eighteen most ugliest servants in the house, the ones with missing arms and legs. If there are none in the house, go to the army and choose them. If there are none in the army, go to the civilians to choose them!"< br>
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"If this boy dares to play tricks with me and greet me in vain, I will turn around and leave!"
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Eighty miles west of Xingling Mansion, at Huangdukou, an old man in linen shorts, with age spots on his face like an old farmer, said so.
"Master is right!"
The dusty Yu Siliu looked even uglier, his thick lips were turned out and peeled, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes.
She spent a lot of effort to invite this old earth fairy. However, the old man had a very weird temper, even weirder than she imagined. She didn't know the key to the temper of the prince. Although the king is young, the city seems to be very deep. Even if he has traveled a hundred thousand miles, he has never seen such a young man.
Can these two people get along?
(End of this chapter)