Controlling mountains and rivers since the Warring States Period

Chapter 194 Qu Yuan
In the spring of the 37th year of Emperor Xuan's reign,

The Qin State conquered the Chu State's capital Ying.

The King of Chu fled eastward.
When Qu Yuan, who was in exile, heard about this, he finally lost all hope.

He wandered along the Miluo River, stepping into the cold water on a spring day.

"...Are you really not going to jump to the north?"

There was a ranger from the Dengling clan standing next to him, holding a sword. He looked at the handsome old man stepping in the water and couldn't help but ask him.

Qu Yuan's thoughts were interrupted, and he could not help but turn around and sigh, "Why do you say such things?"

The Ranger told him directly, "I told you, I got a commission from the ghosts and gods to keep an eye on you!"

"Make sure I jump into the river instead of the lake?"

河，
Generally refers to large rivers and their tributaries.

江，
Generally refers to major rivers and their tributaries.

And so far, He Bo has not been able to take over the Yangtze River.

He also combed Sanjiang's hair on the plateau, but was then rejected by Changjiang and Lancang and beaten brutally.

But more than ten years have passed.
He didn't stay in Sanjiangyuan all the time.

Although it was very difficult to climb up the plateau, which prevented He Bo from returning to his comfort zone as he wished, he still missed his friends in the human world.

He would come back every spring to inquire about the situation of his friends:
“Is Zhuang Zhou dead?”

"Is Mencius dead?"

"Did Qu Yuan jump?"

then,

In the autumn of the 29th year of Emperor Zhuang Zhou's reign, he died of old age. The old Guixi, who was arranged by the gods to keep an eye on him, immediately went to take him away. In the spring of the following year, the gods and ghosts stared at Zhuangzi in the weeds.

As for Mencius, he died of old age and illness in his hometown in the 26th year of Emperor Yan's reign.

The "notorious" troll among the princes finally shut up.

Ji Wu goes to greet him.

Ji Wu said, "Although I don't like the pretentious Confucianists, but since Meng Ke dared to scold even the king, I would still like to get closer to him!"

Then the New Year came.
When He Bo came back, he saw Mencius fighting with Shang Yang, the "tyrant's running dog". The two sides were fighting so hard that they almost tore Haoli apart.

Hui Shi and Zhuang Zhou were still watching the fun from the sidelines and even fanning the flames.

The Weis cried and complained, "Why is it not against the law if they fight and tear things down?"

Whenever they made plans to fight with the Qin State, they would be warned by the ghost officials!

Where is the justice?!

Where is the law?!

"Ah!" Old Guixi said naturally, "Of course it's because they are friends of ghosts and gods!"

"Those who are close to the noble are naturally noble, isn't that right?"

Ghosts and gods are not as ruthless as the great Dao. They have the freedom to make friends on their own. The underworld is a territory controlled by ghosts and gods. Why can't some dead ghosts be given preferential treatment according to the preferences of their masters?
In later generations, people outside the world would shout "Tea, serve tea, serve good tea" according to the identity of the visitor!

"When you knew that the ghosts and gods rewarded King Zhou Xian with a mansion, didn't you react?"

What else could the Wei father and son do after hearing this?
He just stayed there, shivering with anger, and watched the dispute between Confucianism and Legalism reach its end in the weeds, obliterating even the great principles.

Only Qu Yuan,

Because the place where he was exiled was basically in the Yangtze River basin, and the latest place where he was sent by the King of Chu was even south of the Yangtze River, which was difficult for He Bo to cross.

Therefore,
He contacted Deng Lingshi Mo, who was active in the State of Chu, and gave him a small white pottery jar he had made from the soil of Sanjiangyuan.

Deng Ling's ink
It is a faction that split from the Mohist school after Mozi's death.

What He Bo encountered in Gaolang's land was the ink of Xiangli clan. Now that they have been living in Qin State for a long time, they have been dubbed "Qin Ink" by the world and they pay attention to the polishing skills.

Mohist Xiangfu from Qi State stayed in Linzi for a long time, lecturing and discussing philosophy in the Jixia Academy, continuing the Mohist debate habit.

The Mohist school of Deng Ling was the one that attached the most importance to struggle among the Mohist disciples, and they lived in Chu for many years.

Just because they attached more importance to struggle than to theoretical guidance, to this day, the organization of Deng Lingshi's Mo has quickly become disintegrated, and most of them only call themselves knights-errant.

This made Chu the state with the strongest chivalrous spirit among all the states, and also caused He Bo a lot of trouble when he was looking for people.

After all, the Deng Ling clan was scattered too far, and their successors had forgotten too much of their teachers' teachings in their life as wanderers.

Fortunately, after spending some effort, I finally found the person——

A young ranger named "Deng Lingxing" is said to be a direct descendant of Deng Lingzi.

When he was entering Sishui, he accidentally dropped his sword into the water. Then, He Bo poked his head out of the water and asked him whether he had dropped the "gold sword, the silver sword, or this rusty bronze sword?"

"Does this need to be said?"

"It must be gold!"

Although the young ranger was surprised by the appearance of ghosts, he was obviously more attracted to the golden sword.

He told the ghosts and gods bluntly, without any fear of lying on his face.

"Okay, let's establish a sacred contract!"

The ghost also smiled and handed him the golden sword, and then made a request, "Take this small jar and follow the Sanlu doctor of Chu."

"Don't meddle in his affairs. If he dies, just throw the jar into Surabaya!"

Deng Lingxing did not ask the ghosts and gods the reason.

He took the golden sword and the white jar directly, patted his chest and said to the ghost, "Although I know very little about Mohist wisdom, at least I have learned from my teacher the proper conduct of a human being!"

"Since I have accepted your money, I will definitely do this for you!"

then,

He exchanged the golden sword for enough ghost face money and began to look for Doctor Sanlu everywhere.

Because Qu Yuan had been exiled so many times, there were rumors about him in many places. Deng Lingxing searched for him bit by bit, and finally met Qu Yuan in the south of Yunmengze. His hair and beard had turned white and his face was haggard due to his worries about the war between Qin and Chu.

He did not stop any of Qu Yuan's actions, but just followed him silently. Even when he slept, he would sleep on the floor next to Qu Yuan and tie the small white jar around his neck with a rope.

I just sometimes feel that ghosts and gods come from the Si River. If Qu Yuan wants to die, it is better to go to the north.

After all, a golden sword is really valuable.

He always has to be more considerate, and strive to be more thoughtful beyond just fulfilling the requirements of ghosts and gods.

Who knows, after Qu Yuan jumped into the Si River,

The ghosts and gods surfaced again and gave him a golden Sanlu Doctor?
Qu Yuan was also helpless towards the young knight Deng Lingxing.

I was forced to accept his following.

"I'm not in the mood to argue with you now."

Qu Yuan stood in the cold river and spoke to Deng Lingxing on the shore.

Deng Lingxing saw that he had made up his mind and just said, "Will I rescue you later?"

Qu Yuan thought about it and told him, "Don't bother!"

"I was raised by the land and water of Chu State, and I will naturally return to the land and water of Chu State after I die."

It is good to accompany the ghosts and gods who were once friends, but He is the God of the North.

If Qu Yuan had to choose,

He wanted to return to the arms of Siming and Taiyi even more.

how nice
He could die on his native soil,
King Huai, who was shamelessly detained by the State of Qin, could only live out his life in a foreign country.

Thinking like this,

Qu Yuan picked up a stone with great effort, tied it to himself with a belt, and then walked towards the river.

A fisherman came slowly in his boat.

He sang a cheerful ballad:
"The water of Canglang is clear, and I can wash my hat with it. The water of Canglang is turbid, and I can wash my feet with it!"

"Go, go, there is no place to stay in a foreign land!"

Deng Lingshi was watching on the shore, holding the small white jar given to him by the ghost.

He stood quietly for a long time, and then left the Miluo River following the fisherman's singing.

After returning to Sishui, Deng Lingxing waved his hand and returned the small white jar to its original owner.

A wave suddenly rolled up from the windless water surface, sinking the jar to the bottom of the river.

He Bo collected his work and opened the jar.

Doctor Sanlu rolled out of the jar, wet with water from the Miluo River.

He Bo laughed out loud.

"Humph, no matter how hard you try to escape, you still end up in my hands, right?"

This Sanjiangyuan,

He didn't stay there for nothing!
(End of this chapter)