The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 30 Hidden Dragon, Nanhai Bao Liang (Seeking Follow-up Reading)
Two thousand years is not a long time, but the rice matures thousands of times.

There are always characters and dynasties born on the body of the earth, causing waves and then returning to calm.

North: Qin.

The era of Fu Jian had passed, and under the influence of the Battle of Feishui, the Qin State was torn apart.

The Qin Dynasty founded by the Qiang people Yao Chang established its capital in Chang'an.

Chang'an at this time was no longer the capital of the Han Dynasty. It was full of Hu customs and murderous intent.

In the Chang'an Palace, all the ministers had a night banquet.

The lights are bright, and the birds are singing and dancing.

The Qiang emperor sitting on the first seat was more than two meters tall, with arms hanging down past his knees, a beard reaching his chest, and high bulges on his temples. It was obvious at first glance that he was a top master.

"Come, drink!" The Qiang emperor raised his wine glass high, called his brothers and sisters, and he did not look like a monarch.

"Long live your Majesty!"

After only a few years, Yao Chang had accomplished such a feat. He felt extremely satisfied. He asked proudly:

"My dear ministers, you and I were originally subjects of Fu Jian. Now that I have become the emperor, don't you feel ashamed to kneel before me?"

At that moment, a minister with a hot temper said, "You are the Son of Heaven. God is not ashamed to have a son like you, so why should we be ashamed to be ministers?"

Yao Chang suddenly felt that it made sense and he burst into laughter, filling the whole hall with a joyful atmosphere.

After the banquet, the Hu people sent troops south and gradually recovered the lost territories.

Refugees from the north were scattered again, and people suffered devastatingly.

Jiankang City of the Jin Dynasty.

The capital was extremely prosperous. The residence of the powerful official Sima Daozi was crowded with people, and they were celebrating. They were not upset about the loss of land, but celebrated the fact that they had driven away Xie Xuan and gained control of the Northern Palace Army.

Xie family of Kuaiji.

The carriage was driving on the road, and Liang Yue was looking at the scene outside the window.

There were crowds of people and traffic, and in the distance there were vast fields. People were cutting bamboo and wood, making utensils, smelting copper and iron, and selling handicrafts and vegetables.

The prosperity of this place opened his eyes.

This is not some economic center, but the land of the Xie family.

"The big families in Dongwu, with their doors closed, became markets, cattle and sheep filled the fields, and servants formed an army."

I originally thought that the Zhu family was already luxurious, but this place is even more difficult to describe in words.

There is even more than one such place. The Xie family has manors in Wuxing, Shining and Langya.

No wonder Zhu Gongyuan is so flattering.

"Shan Bo, please come to the clan gathering and I will introduce you to the men of the Xie family."

Xie Xuan got off the carriage and invited Liang Yue to attend the Xie family banquet.

This is an opportunity to become famous, but many people cannot get the chance.

"I have something important to do..." Liang Yue declined.

There is a class gap between the gentry and the poor.

Whether Xie Xuan was elegant and peaceful was his own business; the aristocratic family was essentially the same.

The two sides are not essentially the same kind of people.

He also didn't want to get involved in these factional private affairs.

The noble family is a family of elegance, but behind it are the blood and tears of thousands of families. This world is ultimately a game for great lords to compete for supremacy.

"If you have time, could you lend me your collection of books?"

Xie Xuan waved his hand casually and said, "It's a small matter. I'll send someone to deliver the book in a few days."

"Thank you."

Liang Yue drove home.

An increasing number of refugees can be seen along the road.

That night.

The three of them were drinking around the stove, with pickled vegetables and tofu stewed in the pot.

"Brother, stay here and don't rush to get back on your feet." Liang Yue pointed out Jiang Shan, "Twelve words: practice martial arts, settle refugees, recruit clan members, and marry a wife."

Liu Chong was a little confused. The first nine words were easy to understand, but were the last three words so important?

But he listened.

"What about me?" Lin Jian said.

"Second brother, please make arrangements. It would be best if you could become a county magistrate and manage this place, and help eldest brother to resettle the refugees."

Liang Yue looked into the distance.

"The future is too long, there will always be a time for you to show your talents."

Aristocratic families and the Hu people are both extremely dangerous factors.

The Liang family must have their own troops, at least to resist the rebels and bandits. It is not unreasonable that fortresses are popular in this era.

"it is good."

The two men returned from the front line and were a little confused about their future. Coming from a poor family, their fate was always beyond their control. Liang Yue's words undoubtedly gave them confidence.

It's nothing more than focusing on work.

One day it will come to light.

"Oh, brother, please use the military post station to send Yingtai and the others home."

"Okay, it's a piece of cake."

The next day, Yingtai was ready to go.

"Brother Liang, goodbye! You must come!" Zhu Yingtai clasped her fists solemnly and got on the carriage. "Well, goodbye." During the few times when Xiongtai was here, the two of them did not have long conversations like they did when they were studying.

"Brother Liang, I'll visit you again another day." Zhu Xiongtai has admired Liang Yue very much these days. This man's martial arts attainments and talent are the best among his peers he has ever seen. He can even guide him in his cultivation. No wonder Xie Xuan favors this man.

With a bottle of Five Stone Pills in his arms, Zhu Xiongtai felt that he would greatly improve his internal strength when he returned.

"must."

The brother and sister each rode in a carriage and went to Yuzhang together with soldiers, caravans, and officials.

That night.

In the most remote corner of Willow Garden, there was no one within a hundred feet of it.

The oil lamp was dim, and Liu Chong sat cross-legged.

"Brother, you must remember the formula of the Eight Animals Internal Power." Liang Yue stood aside.

"it is good."

Liang Yue stood behind him and performed the illusion of bewitching geese.

Boom! !

The thundering sound of tigers and leopards was struck, and the thundering sound cleansed Liu Chong's body.

In Liu Chong's memory, he suddenly realized the Eight Animals Skill, a kind of alien internal force, based on the mantras taught by Liang Yue.

After cleaning it up, Liang Yue was sweating profusely.

“Huh, it seems that this method consumes a lot of true energy, and it also depends on the opponent’s physique, otherwise there is a risk of meridian bursting. Alien masters are not made casually.”

If it were really that simple, Liu An would have used the magic drum to mobilize countless soldiers and take down Chang'an.

After waking up, Liu Chong bowed deeply.

"Thank you, brother!"

In the next period of time, he will practice this method diligently.

In today's world, if you don't have extraordinary internal strength, you will never be able to survive.

Next, Liang Yue used Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound to cleanse the bodies of Xiao Ming, Tan Shao, and Tan Daoji, helping them to comprehend the alien internal force.

That night, there was a cool breeze outside the door and an array of stars in the sky.

The next goal is very simple. First, strengthen the secular power, such as the manor troops and the alien masters, to protect the mansion. And find an opportunity to make merit and improve the official rank.

The situation in the Southern Dynasties was ever-changing, and being a member of an aristocratic family had certain advantages.

The second is to practice magic, master the Seven Methods of Huainan, and at the same time inquire about more information about immortal magic and secret treasures.

The wind was cold and the weather was chilly, and Liang Yue was about to enter.

Suddenly, an idea came to his mind and he banged his head against the wall.

Wow!
The wall shook and he went right through it.

The technique of crossing the wall.

"Haha, that's wonderful."

Taoist priest of Laoshan, who can pass through walls and become invisible.

The days after that seemed a bit dull.

News came from various places that Bashu rebelled, Danyang refugees revolted, Dongyang refugees revolted, and the rebellious troops spread to Kuaiji, which were later put down.

Liuzhuang has taken in more than 200 refugees and 80 strong warriors, led by Xiao Ming and Tan Shao. They have the strength to defend the fort and are not harmed by the disorderly soldiers.

Liang Yue did not collect too much miscellaneous rent, and provided free talismans and elixirs to treat sick tenants.

In the name of benevolence and righteousness, I am moved to tears.

Autumn is a good time for harvest, with the air high and crisp. The fragrance of rice can be smelled from miles away.

“A good harvest!!”

"May the God of Land and Land bless us, and we will have a good winter this year."

"It must be the blessing of Liang Changshi. If it weren't for him, my two sons would have died of illness long ago."

"Yes, may God bless the owner of the manor to live a hundred years."

The end of the year is approaching.

During the entire tenth year of Taiyuan, except for some minor unrest, the country was generally stable.

In the small pavilion in the bamboo forest, Liang Yue is wearing a crane cloak, and Shiquanzi seems to have aged a little.

The pickled vegetables and tofu are still cooking in the oven, this time with a little more meat.

"The next few years should still be a time of peace." Liang Yue picked up a piece of old tofu, dipped it in Liuzhuang soy sauce, and ate it in one bite without worrying about the burn.

"With your abilities, you can easily avoid disasters no matter how chaotic the situation is. Who are you worried about or afraid of?" Shi Quanzi asked.

"Yes, the government is not to be feared, nor are warriors. If we step out of the long river of history, Xie Xuan and Fu Jian are nothing more than passing clouds."

"Then what are you afraid of?"

"Afraid of history." Liang Yue smiled strangely and made a pun.

The villain is afraid of officials, and the great man is afraid of history.

In the long river of history, these waves hide countless murderous intentions.

This winter was exceptionally cold.

At the same time, Bao Liang, a Taoist priest from Nanhai County, passed through Kuaiji County.

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(End of this chapter)