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Chapter 451 Where Does the King Come From? (asking for monthly tickets)
The day before the ceremony of enthroning the king.

Nan Hanwen paced across the land of the eighteen state capitals of Jiangnan. This land, which had experienced many wars, was almost completely unrecognizable in just four or five years.

The roads are wide, and many new buildings have been built. There are public schools. When you walk by, you can hear the clear voices of children reading aloud. Although the emotions on the faces of the people vary, they are generally relaxed.

Children were playing and running on the bluestone slabs beside the river.

Just these words are similar to those of both Chen and Ying.

There are differences in the subtle details.

The people are concerned about state affairs.

They can eat meat every ten days and have a full meal. Taxes are not high, commerce is extremely developed, and the streets are planned very naturally. It is rare to see children of wealthy families dressed in silk and satin and looking very noble on the roads.

Opposite the public private school is the training ground of the Motian Sect Martial Arts School.

policies implemented in recent years.

He started elementary education at the age of six, and studied literature and martial arts, literacy, and numerology. He also went to the Motian Sect to learn the third set of guided qigong of the Tiance Mansion. At the same time, between the ages of six and fifteen, the Tiance Mansion would provide basic meat food, and only required a small amount of tuition.

The expense involved is huge.

Xingqi San is a fragment left behind by a sorcerer named Hou Zhongyu.

I heard that it was Hou Zhongyu's teacher, a gentle sorcerer who longed for what he had in his life. He hoped to popularize the art of breathing and health preservation throughout the world so that people in the world would live longer, rather than making one person immortal.

Although Hou Zhongyu killed his master when he was young.

But for some reason, he always kept his teacher's letter and inheritance.

Even after his death, he was still obtained by Li Guanyi.

This version was later improved by the military doctors of the Qilin Army.

Although the taste is a little stimulating, the medicinal effect is strong enough. It is powerful and filling. It is enough to stimulate the qi channels and produce internal energy after several years of practice.

The gold and silver that supported this universal education came from the major families that were once extremely powerful in the whole of Jiangnan. Mr. Wen He once thanked these dozens of families, big and small, for their selfless dedication and for being willing to pay the price for the sake of the world's interests.

He was so emotional that he even shed tears.

At the same time, all the major government offices under the Tiance Prefecture opened up their doors to the world.

The previous recommendation system was gradually abolished.

Each of these made Nan Hanwen feel a little frightened.

Can it be like this?!

How dare he? How could he?!
Not only did he not recommend him, but he also handed over both the civil and military swords to the people of the world.

When he was in the State of Chen, looking at the Qilin Army and Tiance Mansion from afar, he felt that their rise was so terrifying. There actually were such brave Qilin boys in the world, who were unstoppable. But when he really entered the area under the jurisdiction of Tiance Mansion, he found that all the heroes in the world still underestimated the King of Qin.

The horror here is systematic.

The Qin Wuhou, who was extremely poor among the princes.

He did not build palaces, did not indulge in women, and did not love gold and silver.

All tax revenue is spent on the military, education, and logistics.

It doesn't fall on me at all. In the past four or five years, a complete system has emerged in the entire Tiance Mansion, and others don't feel anything when they are in it.

Looking around the world, there is no one like it.

It was precisely because Nan Hanwen had been well-versed in poetry and books since childhood and had done many practical things in the officialdom of the State of Chen that he felt even more frightened. He had a feeling that if the Tiance Mansion was allowed to recuperate, it would only take three years for it to be able to balance the power of the State of Chen and the State of Ying.

Within twenty years.

When this group of young students grew up in both literature and martial arts.

The State of Chen and the State of Ying will be completely unable to fight back.

It will be completely swept into the garbage dump.

Even during this period, Nan Hanwen himself had discussed various affairs of the world with the King of Qin. The King of Qin spoke frankly and expressed his own ideas from ancient times to the present without keeping anything to himself. As an envoy of the State of Chen, Nan Hanwen was secretly impressed.

The King of Qin personally held his arm and took him on a tour of the eighteen states in the south of the Yangtze River.

Dao: "What scholars talk about is seeking universal peace."

"I just don't know whose Datong it is."

"Is it the Great Harmony of emperors and generals?"

When Nan Hanwen heard this sentence that day, he felt frightened and said:

"Your Majesty, isn't he an emperor or a general?"

The King of Qin looked at him and said, "My father was poor when he was young, and our family had no house or land. I am a farmer's son and have been wandering around the world for more than ten years. Is it also destined by heaven to become an emperor or a general?"

Nan Hanwen was well-read, but at this moment, his head was sweating. He said:

"This, this has been the case since ancient times."

The King of Qin asked: "It is right that this is the way it has been since ancient times, now and in the future?"

"Sir, don't you want to be the first of its kind in the world?"

"Are you only willing to be a footnote in the history of this world, in the reincarnation of thousands of years?"

Nan Hanwen was horrified.

But I couldn't sleep that night.

I was terrified, yet I felt as if something latent was being stirred.

Later, he finally managed to control himself from going to talk to the King of Qin. Otherwise, he was worried that he might lose his youthful passion and say everything, or remind the King of Qin.

He sighed and said, "King Qin, King Qin."

"This man is too terrifying not only in terms of martial arts and knowledge, but also in terms of character."

"The younger generation cannot meet him. Otherwise, they will vote for him directly. What a powerful force that unites people's hearts."

"It's like a demon or a devil."

Nan Hanwen looked at the young students walking by on the roadside. They did not look like the students of Zhongzhou Academy, wearing silk clothes and swords at their waists. Instead, they wore simple cloth clothes and carried hoes on their shoulders. They were discussing the affairs of the academy with bright eyes.

They had a red ribbon tied on their sleeves.

This seems to be what the King of Qin meant.

Two years ago, when the King of Qin, who was then Qin Wu Hou, established a public school, he distributed this blood-colored satin to every student. Then this guy said in front of those children who were only seven or eight years old that this was a corner of a flag stained with the blood of the soldiers of the Qilin Army who had opened up new territories.

At that time, all the officials and doctors from aristocratic families in the State of Chen were cursed out.

shit!

What kind of traditions does the King of Qin have in his mind? !

Not to mention whether it was stained red with the blood of the dead in battle.

Handing over the banners stained with the blood of soldiers who died on the battlefield to the young men, what kind of war-crazed army is this? !

All members of Gongyang Confucianism?! Remember the shame and hatred firmly and never give up?!
He was just thinking about it, ten, twenty years later.

With this belief in mind since childhood, the young man grew up to be a talented person in both literature and martial arts.

What will the Tiance Mansion become?

Nan Hanwen felt his scalp go numb. After returning, he heard the fourteen or fifteen-year-old boys outside talking about [How to use this curve to determine the trajectory of the arrow and hit the enemy inside the barrier three hundred feet away at an angle of three fingers]

[During spring ploughing, 100 acres of land, 15 people, highest efficiency]

[Farmers discuss the effect of cross-cropping on soil fertility]

And [Xue Guogong's new work on classic battles of military tactics]

When Nan Hanwen thought of the young men and women from wealthy families who were lingering in the red-light districts and acting arrogantly in the capital of the State of Chen, he felt dizzy and wanted to just run into a wall and die. When he returned, he asked his deputy Xiao Shaohui, "What's the good of that?"
"Your Majesty, have you collected all the gifts for the King of Qin?"

Xiao Shaohui replied: "Gold, silver, treasures, beauties, rituals and music, he took them all."

Nan Hanwen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good, that's good..."

Wiping the sweat from his temples, he said, "Since ancient times, wealth and gold have extinguished the spirit of heroes, and the tenderness of beauties has dispersed the bones of heroes. Heroes who could move mountains and conquer the world have lost their lives and humiliated their country, and men with great literary talent have lost their elegance because of this."

"If we cannot dispel the King of Qin's fierce anger."

"The fate of our great Chen nation is in danger."

But for some reason he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He thought that although this behavior was loyal to the emperor and patriotic, he would feel sad if the King of Qin, who talked to him about the world and the future and was not bound by power, changed because of it.

If he was not an old minister of the State of Chen, he would really want to follow the King of Qin.

Why, it took me this age to meet this person!

How to be both loyal and righteous.

He inquired about the situation carefully, and Xiao Shaohui said: "He accepted everything and agreed immediately to build a huge building for us."

Nan Hanwen was shocked and asked, "He agreed?"

Xiao Shaohui said: "Yes, and I hope we can build a bigger and more luxurious one!"

"Bigger?!"

Xiao Shaohui thought about Qin Wuhou's request and said seriously, "Yes, he said he hopes to accommodate more than 5,000 people to live and work, and he needs to have palaces that can accommodate 200 people, and even the imperial kitchen needs to accommodate thousands of people to dine at the same time."

"To practice in a huge martial arts arena, the size must accommodate more than a thousand people."

"There should also be a loft similar to the Star-Picking Tower."

"Are we really going to help him?"

Nan Hanwen was dumbfounded and silent for a long time. He said, "No matter what, as long as it can make Qin Wuhou lose his ambition, we must help him. Even if he needs the most beautiful woman in the world and the best zither player, get them all for him."

"Let him enjoy the taste of power, let him indulge in it, never be able to rise again, and wear away his heroic spirit bit by bit."

Nan Hanwen regained his composure and forced himself to suppress his complex emotions towards the King of Qin.

He was once a close confidant of Prime Minister Tan Tai Xian Ming.

Later, when Tan Tai Xianming died, he obediently joined Chen Dingye's army. What he was doing now was to repeat what Tan Tai Xianming had done to Chen Dingye back then, not with strategy, but in line with people's hearts.

Human desires will only go higher and further step by step.

As long as Li Guanyi has experienced the feeling of having power in hand and being able to do whatever he wants.

He will become addicted to it and will definitely lose control of himself. Maybe in five or ten years, he will change step by step into another person. Throughout history, all the heroes who were heroic before they achieved great things were just like this. They gradually became their own enemies.

Chen Dingye was like this. He believed that the King of Qin must be like this too.

"All heroes in the world have desires. What are your desires?"

"Beauty, martial arts, mountains and rivers, power, in the end, they can't escape..."

"The ceremony of crowning a king is just the beginning."

"When tens of thousands of people kneel down to one person and show respect to one person, the feeling of being the best and in control of everything, even when watching from the sidelines, will give you the feeling that a real man should be like this."

"If you experience it yourself, you will definitely be addicted to it. Things like this, once a gap is opened, you will no longer be able to control it."

But, if you control it.

Nan Hanwen suppressed this emotion, looked at Xiao Shaohui, and said:

"How are you prepared?"

Xiao Shaohui said: "Of course we are fully prepared."

The Ying State and the Chen State both brought many ceremonial officials, and even Zhongzhou sent many officials from the Ministry of Rites to assist the Tian Ce Palace in preparing for the ceremony of enthroning the king. The students were all very happy, and there were also officials from good backgrounds and officers who had won meritorious service on the battlefield.

The heroes of the world, the emperors and generals of ancient, modern and future, after having accomplished meritorious deeds, must of course declare their own majesty, observe etiquette, establish the concept of hierarchy, and have a system of etiquette.

Use etiquette to restrain the people and use rules to restrain the common people.

For example, the color of clothing, whether one can ride in a carriage, how much one can read, and the qualifications for taking exams.

Layer by layer, separated by up and down.

Li Guanyi's troops gathered many students from Zhongzhou Academy. They brought out the ritual system from eight hundred years ago with great enthusiasm. As Confucian students, being able to compile a ritual system by themselves would leave their names in history.

On the day of the ceremony of enthroning the king, arrangements had been made early on. The people were eager and curious, the scholars were solemn, and the rituals and music were leisurely. At the beginning, everything followed the standards and etiquette of the Red Emperor eight hundred years ago.

The ceremony of enthroning a king will last for more than ten days.

But when the civil and military officials from the States of Chen and Ying arrived, they did not see the King of Qin, who was supposed to be wearing a royal dragon robe and a jade belt around his waist. The officials from the Ministry of Rites of various countries, as well as the royal family members from Zhongzhou who brought the jade seal, were all puzzled.

"King Qin, where is His Majesty the King Qin!"

"At such an important time."

"where is he?!"

.....................

Sun Laosan was sitting on a stone, leaning on a hoe, basking in the winter sun. He felt a little lazy. In winter, he had to clear the ridges and put the straw back into the fields so that he could grow better crops next year.

Sun Laosan had a hard life. When he was young, he fought in wars everywhere, had no food to eat, and was even captured and forced to work as a servant. Now things are better. Although he is a widower, he has been given land, and the Qilin Army also gives him some food every three months.

I live a much more fulfilling life than when I was young.

In the bag next to it, there is a piece of dried meat, a steamed bun, and some pickled vegetables. When eating, stuff the dried meat and the sour pickled radish in, take a bite and it's so delicious and comfortable.

Moreover, although he sprained his ankle today, he met a kind-hearted person who helped him to thin the fields. He looked at a young man in black clothes over there and thought that this young man was very strong and was also very skillful in repairing the ridges. He said:

"Little brother, you've been working for so long. Here's some tea. Would you like to have some tea and take a rest?"

The young man stood up and said, "Okay, I'll finish this one."

He solved the problem in no time. When he went over, Sun Lao San handed him tea in a ceramic bowl. The young man took it and drank the tea swiftly, saying, "This shouldn't affect the spring ploughing next year."

Sun Lao San said with a smile: "It won't be delayed, it won't be delayed."

"This good land was not ours in the past. If we cultivate it a little, we will have a good harvest next year. When I was young, the land of one acre and two mu could not be piled up as well as the few mu of land here."

"I'm just an old man, growing some food is enough for me."

The young man was very irritable to him, and Sun Lao San started chatting, saying, "This meat, ugh, when I was young, I couldn't eat a few bites, it was all stinky. This year during the New Year, I have to buy a full five pounds of meat."

Sun Lao San was beaming with joy: "Hey, let's get the ones with more fat, not the lean parts, to make roasted meat, boil out the oil, use it during normal times, and put it in steamed buns during the New Year. Take a bite, the taste is so good!"

"Others made some meatballs and put them in black pottery bowls in the warehouse."

"It's enough to last the whole first month of the year."

"Another pot of wine, it's wonderful, very wonderful."

Sun Lao San touched his mouth, seemed to be daydreaming, and said:

"The last time I could eat so much meat during the Chinese New Year was when I was young. At that time, I was very strong and worked as a farmhand. I could get up early to feed the horses and plow the fields, cut grass for the pigs, and keep watch at night. I was really a good guy."

"When I got older, I wanted to avoid conscription, so I broke my leg and was kicked out. What a pity! I wish I hadn't fought in the war!"

He regretted, “If I hadn’t fought, I would still be a good boy.”

"I can still work from morning to night, and I'm in good spirits!"

"I can eat a lot and do a lot of work. The masters all value me."

"Come over then, young man, and I'll show you my cooking skills."

The young man listened quietly, then smiled and said, "Okay."

The sound of ritual music came from afar, and Sun Lao San couldn't help but yearn for it. He leaned his thick hands on the hoe, stretched his neck, and said, "His Majesty the King of Qin is going to climb a mountain. Alas, it's a pity that we, the peasants, can't go!"

The young man asked, "Why can't you go?"

He took Sun Laosan's steamed bread and sat cross-legged there eating it, looking quite relaxed. He also took Sun Laosan's green onion and ate the rice with the green onion white. He was a good eater. Sun Laosan said:
"Boy, how can people like us go to see His Majesty the King of Qin?"

He slapped his thigh, opened his mouth and thought for a long time before he uttered a sentence:
"What is that? The True Dragon Emperor."

"A god-like person who came down from heaven."

"I thought you were like me and me, eating steamed bread with green onions!"

The young man rolled his eyes and muttered, "Maybe that guy wants to eat burnt buns."

Old Man Sun was surprised: "What kind of hobby is this?"

"Does it mean that burnt ones are delicious?"

The young man suddenly burst out laughing.

Laughed loudly.

Then, with a bang, the young man seemed to be hit on the head by something, but Old Sun suspected that he was dazzled, because he clearly didn't see anything. The young man touched his head and said seriously: "The baked buns are really delicious!"

"Number one in the world!"

"Invincible!"

Sun Lao San was suspicious and said, "Is it really that delicious? Oh, you must be that thing, thinking that the emperor uses a golden hoe to plow the fields. How could His Majesty the King of Qin eat what people like us eat?!"

"You haven't seen him. Only important people can see His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin."

"This can't be messed up."

The young man chewed his steamed bread and said, "I don't think there's anything wrong with it. It's better to be a little messy."

“People should be the same.”

Sun Laosan was anxious and said, "Hey, kid, why are you talking nonsense like that?"

"How can people be the same?"

"That's the person above us."

The young man bit on a green onion and held his chin with one hand. Sun Laosan felt that the young man opposite him accepted his idea. He narrowed his eyes and said, "I don't have any desires. I can only eat a few meals of meat during the New Year every year."

“The taste of juicy, shiny meat on rice.”

"Your Majesty the King of Qin is the best person who can let me eat meat."

"If the weather is better next year and there is a good harvest, I can save some food. I won't have to worry about starving to death when I am too old to farm. I will eat half and save the other half. I will also buy some meat and hang it on the window with a rope. That will be the taste of the New Year."

"There's meat and dried chilies hanging over that window. There's a big bag of food in the room, and there's a dog."

Sun Laosan yearned for it.

The young man whispered, "It will happen."

Old Third Sun touched his mouth, his eyes lit up, and said, "If that's the case, I really hope I can live a few more years." The young man nodded, finished his steamed bun, and left three copper coins, but Old Third Sun refused to take them.

He also stuffed the steamed bun into the young man's arms and asked him to eat it.

The young man agreed and said goodbye after a while, slowly walking towards the place where the king was to be crowned. In a place beside him that was invisible to the naked eye, the silver-haired girl followed him quietly, poking Li Guanyi's back with her finger.

Li Guanyi said in a muffled voice: "The wo wo tou is delicious."

“Meat tastes better.”

The silver-haired girl looked at the world-famous King Qin, who seemed to be thinking about many things. In the end, he just said, "Continuous victories will make everyone feel anxious."

"We have to clear the air for the Qilin Army and Tiance Mansion."

“When I was young, I said, I would establish my mind for the world.”

"Although I am not qualified to establish a mind for heaven and earth, it is time to do something now."

Xiao Shaohui and Nan Hanwen, in the center of so many officials, saw that King Qin was not there. Many civil servants and people from aristocratic families were a little restless, but Yan Daiqing and Wen Qingyu of Tiance Mansion were calm.

The officials from the Ministry of Rites of Zhongzhou, Chen State, and Ying State were all asking where the King of Qin was.

Some of the scholars and soldiers were affected and became a little anxious.

Yan Daiqing and Wen Lingjun just tried to appease them, while everyone was in doubt. The old man from the Ministry of Rites in Zhongzhou and the great scholars of Confucianism were indignant, and the soldiers of the Qilin Army were also a little surprised, but they didn't think there was anything wrong.

They still have great respect for their commander.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly came: "His Majesty the King of Qin has arrived!!!"

It was like breaking something rigid and dead.

The crowd walked out from the high platform built in the City Lord's Mansion, wearing gorgeous clothes and battle robes, and then looked around, and finally saw the King of Qin coming, wearing a black robe, with his hair tied up with a wooden hairpin, and walking from the market.

Officials and generals are at the top.

Those who were planning to use their power to corrupt the King of Qin saw the King coming from among the people.

There is a compelling aura, faintly stirring.

In the Jiuzhou Ding, there is something different from the past.

Slowly gathering.

(End of this chapter)