Chapter 230 Extra: Ancient Past Events Ended
If he was just an ordinary member of the clan, he could let go, but he is their young master.
I read so many inscriptions and slips with her here.
How could he not know that changing her life would cost her her life.
Yu Xin didn't say anything. The two of them acted as if nothing had happened.
The young man watered the herbs and fruit trees she raised every day, quarreled with the attendants, and fought to get close to her.
The 15th passed too quickly.
The day before was the boy's birthday, so Yuxin personally prayed for him and handed her jade pendant to the boy's hands.
The next day, the king and the high priest of Yu State came to her fiefdom from the capital with their troops.
"If you change your mind, you can take my token and walk from the southwest without being found." She had already made arrangements in advance.
However, if he still launches a rebellion later, she will still stand against him for the sake of the people of Yu State.
The young man looked at Yu Xin and responded in a low voice. His lowered eyes were calm and mixed with tenderness.
Yu Xin stood in front of the palace, and the people in the palace bowed respectfully to her. It was not easy to see her, and they all wanted to ask for a prophecy or two from her.
She just watched him leave without saying a word. It wasn't until her palace was completely quiet that she returned to the palace, sat on a high seat, and picked up the turtle shell on the table.
"I can't afford to do it these days, and I don't want to have guests, so I asked them not to come."
The attendant followed the order, took a deep breath, picked up the pen, and continued to do what she had not finished.
The attendants in the palace and the boy were always afraid and hostile towards the young man, but now they are extremely anxious and worried when he really leaves.
Unlike the priests, they have seen through the destiny of the world, the prosperity of the dynasty, and their hearts have long been like an ancient well, and no one's departure will cause waves.
That's what everyone thinks.
Another day passed, Chen Shi, the time for sacrifice.
Yu Xin sat alone in the hall, seemingly without any emotion, but she couldn't calm down.
She knew the outcome, but she still wanted to wait.
The people sent out came back and reported that the sacrifice was completed, but the king was seriously injured. The Qiang boy used the human bones of the slaves in the cauldron as a blade and smiled like a Shura. No one could react.
Even later, during the cruel sacrificial process, he didn't shout a word. The direction he looked towards in the end was the palace where she lived.
"Go down." Yuxin waved her hand weakly.
The attendant did not dare to disturb the priest, so he walked quietly and quietly left the temple.
The daylight dimmed, and the hall seemed dim. At this time, a teardrop fell on the wooden piece with only half a word written on it, and the water stain slowly spread.
Yu Xin smiled bitterly and calculated countless times, but it was still a dead end.
But really speaking, destiny has indeed changed.
The king of Yu State would not live long, but he could delay her until she could stabilize the situation and avoid chaos in the world.
He got his revenge as he wished, and even chose his own destination. The altar was not far from her palace.
But she will also feel more uncomfortable than she imagined.
At this point, five days later, the king of Yu died of illness in Youdi. The priest Yuxin blocked the news and kept the funeral secret until the prince she and the new queen selected took advantage of it.
Later, she went to the palace altar and asked people to collect the bones of the young tribesmen and bring them to her hometown for burial.
In the next three years, Priest Yuxin did not make any predictions again. She said that she had revealed the secrets and many things were uncertain.
Only she knew it, but she didn't want to calculate it. She spent those three years carving slips day and night, hoping to leave something for future generations.
In the fifth year, the fiefdom officials wanted to suit their liking and painstakingly selected someone from the family who was similar to the young man back then and sent him to be her attendant. The priest, who never got angry easily, broke off a piece of writing and looked at the officials calmly,
"Next time you try to be smart, don't take this position."
The official immediately broke into a cold sweat and bowed down to admit his mistake.
"I won't even go to the altar, and you find a substitute to hang out in front of me. Get out."
In this way, spring passes and autumn comes, the sun rises and the moon sets. It is beautiful when it snows in the quiet ground. Sometimes it is sunny in winter, and the golden sunshine shines on the snow on the top of the mountain.
Rizhao Jinshan, she told the boy that he probably wanted to take a look, but unfortunately, the time they knew each other was too short.
Many years later, the most powerful priest in the Yu Kingdom also had gray hair.
She is already in her fifties, which is considered to be a very long life in this era, and a new king is about to take over.
Everyone said that the high priest Yu Xin spent his whole life praying for the Yu Kingdom on the sacred mountain. He never married and taught many disciples, but none of them could read all the slips.
This is probably her biggest regret in her life.
The little girl who accompanied her with two pigtails was no longer there. She chose to be buried on the mountain and continue to accompany her.
The attendants around him have also changed. Except for the mountains and rivers that have remained unchanged for decades, everything around them seems to have changed.
But everyone knew that the few times the priest came down the mountain to handle matters, he would avoid the road to the altar.
But today, she said she wanted to go to the altar.
With the support of her attendants, she came to the statue of the mountain god and placed only melons.
There were no complicated sacrificial rituals, and she even took two pieces to eat by herself.
She had taken detours to avoid the altar all these years, but she didn't dare to come. She knew the process of sacrifice, so she was afraid of seeing anything related to him here.
I came here specifically now because I knew my time was coming and if I didn't come, I would have no chance.
Looking at the lonely and cold altar, the old priest sighed softly. Yu Guo's strength was about to come to an end.
In a few hundred years, human sacrifices and burials will gradually be abolished.
She figured it out.
That night, Yu Xin calmly arranged her own affairs.
There is no need for livestock or slaves to be buried, and there is no need for any burial objects. She can just put her favorite jade figurines inside.
There is no need to pick any place, just dig a hole in the mountains.
She is the most noble priest of the Yu Kingdom and the queen of Youdi. With such a status, it is really puzzling that she would make such an arrangement.
Yu Xin's disciple and the new priest of Youdi came to persuade him.
She only said, "If you don't have descendants, what kind of feng shui do you want? What's more, when your destiny comes, it's the same everywhere."
The royal mausoleum is on the dragon's veins, and the Yu State is not yet at the end of its strength and will perish within twenty years.
"I don't care about enjoying the glory and wealth underground after death. It's so cold. I just hope that I can see the mountains and rivers in the world in my next life, if there is another life."
The last inscription left by Yu Xin, the priest of Yu State, was about his own death and a prophecy about the situation of the world hundreds of years later.
In her whole life, her predictions have never been wrong. In the next thousand years, she will rarely meet such a talented fortune teller again.
Later, she disappeared into history together with the State of Yu. She left no stone tablets or bronze ritual vessels recording her life, and only a few records of the State of Yu were recorded in later generations.
She left no name, and even the documents she wrote were gradually lost, leaving only scales. Even if a fortune-teller has obtained it and regarded it as a treasure, no one knows who wrote it.
Because when the previous one was changed, an extra chapter was added. The length was too long and I was afraid it would affect the viewing, so I divided it into one chapter. I was too sleepy in the early morning, so yesterday’s chapter lacked some details