Chapter 392: Changan Jun, You Are Really Honest
The sun rises and the morning glow covers the sky. Ying Chengjiao wonders why Zhao Gongming surrendered.
A large group of troops were at the foot of Mount Hua, waiting for the return of the Shadow Secret Guards who had gone up Mount Hua to investigate the danger. Ying Chengjiao was wondering why Zhao Gongming surrendered.
The First Emperor went to the top of Mount Hua alone after repeated investigations and read the sacrificial text. Ying Chengjiao was wondering why Zhao Gongming surrendered.
After the First Emperor finished offering sacrifices to the mountain, Ying Chengjiao climbed to the top of the mountain. Standing on the most steep peak in the world, he had a panoramic view of the world. He looked at the skylarks and cloud palaces in the sky, but felt nothing.
One reason is that it was not the first time he stood on the top of the mountain.
The second reason was that he was still immersed in his own thoughts - how on earth was he able to convince this black-faced muscular man who was riding a black tiger, looking so majestic and holding a steel whip.
"Mr. Zhao, why did you surrender? Can't you just tell the truth?"
Ying Chengjiao turned around and asked seriously for the eighth time.
The spotted black tiger standing and waiting snorted impatiently; it was tired of hearing this.
What made it even more impatient was that the answers from the owner on its back were always the same, with nothing new to say.
"As Chang'an Jun said, I know the emperor is in trouble. Since I cannot persuade him to return, I should help him to avoid disaster and protect the people."
The unique thunderous sound of Zhao Gongming rumbled, making Ying Chengjiao look helpless, and the big black tiger lowered its head.
The First Emperor, who stood side by side with Ying Chengjiao, was also helpless.
But his helplessness was not towards Zhao Gongming, but towards his own brother who could not be taught no matter what.
He smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly.
[Why do you keep fussing over these trivial matters? Zhao Gongming has already surrendered, so it doesn't matter what he does for what reason. It's useless and useless.]
"Are you laughing at me, my brother? Do you believe that I will push you down and usurp the throne?"
Ying Chengjiao had a bad look on his face and kicked a piece of gravel off the cliff.
The sound of the stones rolling gradually became smaller and smaller, and they fell rapidly along the smooth cliff with almost no slope, and soon there was no sound, as if they had fallen into the underworld.
Li Si, Zhang Han, Yue Nu and others who were following behind were already accustomed to this and acted as if they didn't hear anything, without even the slightest expression.
However, after joining, he has been living a carefree and leisurely life like a wild crane.
He rode the black tiger and wandered around like a stroller. From time to time, he would pick two herbs and sniff them, with a look of joy or bitterness on his face. Zhao Gongming, who was incompatible with the strict discipline of the Qin army, was immediately ruined.
His whole body tensed up in an instant, and there was a hint of nervousness that could not be concealed in his expression, and his already dark face looked even darker.
[Even if you are the emperor's younger brother, you cannot make such jokes with the emperor! This is a serious matter!]
As soon as he got nervous, the black tiger, which was in tune with his thoughts, also entered a wartime state, crawling on the ground with its fangs bared. Its tiger tail, as thick as an ordinary person's palm, was constantly waving in the air, making rapid whooshing sounds, like a whip being swung in the air.
"You bastard!"
The First Emperor was furious and walked away.
When passing by the black tiger with its fur sticking to the ground, ready to pounce and bite at any time, the black tiger actually moved aside in fear to get out of the way.
When the First Emperor walked past the two-zhang-long black tiger, the beast with human nature seemed to realize what it had just done unconsciously. It was very ashamed and angry, and turned its head to roar to restore the face of the king of the forest.
Fortunately, the owner was quick to act and pressed the tiger's head hard to calm it down.
Zhao Gongming looked back at the group of people who were more calm and composed than himself, a Qigong practitioner, and then looked at the First Emperor who was surrounded by the imperial aura without casting any spells.
In Zhao Gongming's eyes, the First Emperor had disappeared.
Instead, there was an imperial aura that was as black as ink, gushing out to a height of nine feet like water flowing backwards, floating in the air and transforming into a black bird with its neck raised and crying.
The black bird lowered its head slightly and looked at Zhao Gongming, as if it had life.
Zhao Gongming didn't dare to look again. He turned his head away and looked back at Ying Chengjiao, who was indifferent and fearless, completely unaware that he had just threatened the emperor to kill people and seize power.
He gave a bitter smile and pulled the hair of the black tiger under his seat. He was a little confused. He had not been out of Zhongnan Mountain for only a dozen years, not hundreds of years. How could the world today have become something he could not understand?
The emperor who unified the country was so angry that his aura surged and took shape, but he just cursed him as a brat. This was too unreasonable. According to his experience before he retired from the world, not killing anyone was already a magnanimous act.
Since when did words like assassinating the king and usurping the throne become acceptable as a joke?
If Zhao Gongming had not seen Ying Chengjiao, the First Emperor's aura would have been completely different. Zhao Gongming would have believed that Ying Chengjiao was the First Emperor's incarnation.
Although Zhao Gongming in ancient books, just like Lie Zi riding the wind, there was only the result of cultivation but not the process of cultivation.
Mount Huashan is very dangerous.
The cliff is a thousand feet high and looks like it was cut by a knife.
Looking down, you will see a vast expanse of white, with clouds and trees at the foot of the mountain, which is breathtaking.
This famous mountain is like a god that is out of reach, looking down on all living beings from high above, and has no intention of meeting the mortals below.
When the First Emperor and his entourage went up the mountain, there was no road at all, so he ordered the craftsmen to build ladders to climb Mount Hua.
This is also one of the reasons why there are very few people standing on the top of Mount Huashan.
Martial arts, character, and qualifications.
Only when you possess all three, you can stand on the top of Mount Hua with the First Emperor and look down on all the other mountains!
The group was at the West Peak of Mount Hua.
The West Peak is a complete boulder, formed entirely by nature.
The northwest cliff is thousands of feet high, as if it were cut by a knife or a saw. Its steepness, majesty and uprightness resembles a lotus.
The First Emperor ordered Zhang Han to carve a stone tablet, and ordered Li Si, who was the best calligrapher, to carve words on the stone tablet.
Knowing that Li Si had an excellent memory, the First Emperor did not even take up a pen and simply read:
"It is said that during the time of Emperor Huangdi, there were eight famous mountains in the world, and Huashan was one of them. Emperor Huangdi often visited Huashan and met with immortals there.
"I climbed the West Peak and looked out into the distance. The surrounding mountains were undulating, covered with clouds, and the surrounding fields were open. The Yellow River and the Wei River were winding. It was like entering a fairyland. All worldly thoughts were swept away.
"I have seen many immortal spirits, but no immortals have appeared. I think the scenery here is very beautiful and suitable for living. I will build Huaxi Palace. If an immortal falls and sees this inscription, he should know that this is my palace and he should not wait there! If you wait, you will be killed! Don't make a mistake!"
When Li Si first started writing the inscription, he was full of energy and felt proud of it.
The First Emperor recited the inscription orally, and he memorized it and left it on the top of the West Peak of Mount Hua. This is a great honor! It is a good reputation that can last for thousands of years!
He completed the work in one go, his sword moving like a dragon, and his handwriting was as spirited as his state, as if he was about to fly out of the stone and soar into the sky.
This state continued until he heard the last words of the First Emperor.
The sword's force suddenly dropped!
Li Si looked at the First Emperor in horror, and the Qin sword fell to the ground with a crisp "clang" sound.
[Your Majesty, how could...]
Under the expressionless intimidation of the First Emperor, Li Si picked up the sword tremblingly and took a few deep breaths.
The violent mountain wind rushed into his chest, bringing in seven points of courage.
Too much courage entered his body and his body couldn't adapt. He kept coughing violently, coughing out a little bit of cowardice.
He gritted his teeth, and the gambler's ruthlessness appeared in his eyes again.
He had carved the previous words with one hand, but when carving the last sentence, he held the sword with both hands. It took him twice as long as carving the previous ninety-nine words to carve the last twenty-eight words dictated by the First Emperor!
[If an immortal falls and sees this inscription, he should know that this place is my palace and he should not wait here! If he waits, he will be killed! Don’t make the mistake!]
Finally sign.
【The First Emperor's words! Li Si's seal! 】
The twenty-eight characters, together with the seven characters of the signature, make a total of thirty-five characters. They were all written by Li Si alone, but the feeling they give people is completely different.
If the first ninety-nine characters are said to be the left prime minister who stood at the highest position among officials in Xianyang City, was full of vigor and pride.
The next thirty-five words are about a student from the Jixia Academy who just arrived in Xianyang City and was determined to succeed or die, risking his life and everything!
The First Emperor approached the stele and examined it carefully. He was very satisfied and praised:
"Li Si is the only person who can write articles in Qin."
Li Si was sweating profusely while writing, and his ears turned red after he finished, but he felt very satisfied. He laughed out loud, bowed his head and bowed his hands.
"Thank you for your praise, Your Majesty!"
Zhao Gongming witnessed all of this and felt that neither this king nor his minister was normal.
But he didn't say much. He just felt that the mental state and demeanor of this king and minister were poor and a little crazy, rather than their attitude towards the gods.
Although Zhao Gongming was a disciple of an immortal, he never felt that he was inferior to others.
"Zhang Han."
The First Emperor called out.
"I am here."
Zhang Han responded respectfully.
"If Xianyang needs someone, I want to be here."
The First Emperor stomped on the lotus-shaped stone beneath his feet. The stone was extremely huge, and at least a thousand feet in radius.
"Build the West Palace of Huashan Mountain to escape the heat in summer."
"only!"
Zhang Han responded loudly.
Soldiers, obey orders.
"Leave."
The First Emperor led the way down the mountain.
Ying Chengjiao walked down from the edge of the cliff, approached the stone tablet, touched the inscription that had just been engraved and was still warm, and smiled knowingly.
“The divine right of kings is a thing of the past.
"From now on, there will be no more emperors."
His brother, who was already an emperor of all ages, was just like him and no longer believed in God.
Just when Ying Chengjiao was about to go down the mountain, Zhao Gongming suddenly called out to him.
"Please stay, Lord Chang'an."
Ying Chengjiao stopped and smiled brightly, revealing eight teeth.
"What else does Mr. Zhao need?"
The colorful black tiger carried Zhao Gongming and walked slowly towards them. Although it was walking slowly, the black tiger was over twenty feet long, so one of its steps was equivalent to eight steps of an ordinary person. In three steps, it reached Ying Chengjiao.
"If what I saw is correct, the martial arts that Chang'an Jun practiced is the Yellow Emperor's."
"look?"
Ying Chengjiao keenly grasped the word "look" that Zhao Gongming said.
Normally, even if the two sides fought for dozens of rounds, it would be difficult to distinguish their respective skills.
Internal force can have various manifestations due to the different techniques. For example, the internal force of charm technique is mainly charm, so it is not difficult to distinguish the types of techniques.
But it is almost impossible to identify the martial arts learned by relying on internal strength. Ying Chengjiao had never used martial arts in front of Zhao Gongming, but Zhao Gongming could see his martial arts, which surprised Ying Chengjiao.
[This Taoist priest has some skills. ]
"Yes, I am practicing the Yellow Emperor. You are quite a powerful Taoist."
"Taoist priest?"
It was Zhao Gongming's turn to be surprised.
He frowned his thick black eyebrows and said puzzledly:
"I am a Qigong practitioner, cultivating Yin and Yang and the gods. You can say I am a Yin-Yang practitioner, or a god practitioner, but I have nothing to do with Taoism. I wonder where the word Taoist in Chang'an Jun's name comes from?"
Ying Chengjiao narrowed his eyes and saw that Zhao Gongming's expression did not seem to be fake.
He recalled the many Taoists from Maoshan, Longhu, Wudang and other places in his previous life who worshipped Zhao Gongming, who was riding a black tiger in front of him, as the God of Wealth and War and respectfully called him Marshal Zhao. He had the answer in his heart.
Perhaps Taoism in later generations originated from the School of Immortals and the School of Yin and Yang, and has nothing to do with Taoism.
If you think about it carefully, Taoism and Taoism do not seem to have much in common except for the fact that they both share the word "Tao".
"This is not important. Just now Mr. Zhao said that he 'saw' that the boy was practicing Huangdi. I don't know how he saw it. Why did he call the boy back?"
"I am not hiding anything. You are not an immortal, so how can you 'see'? Even if I tell you, you won't understand. I called Chang'an Jun to tell him that there may be an opportunity for him here."
Zhao Gongming looked at the six words "Huangdi often visited Mount Hua" carved by Li Si on the stone tablet.
"I don't know whether Huangdi would become an immortal here. But the fact that Huangdi often came to Huashan is recorded in the classics, so it can't be wrong. If "Huangdi" is really the method Huangdi practiced, then this place may have the secret of breakthrough.
"Where there is heaven, there is earth; where there is yin, there is yang; everything is mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining. The Yellow Emperor only stores his essence, has yang but no yin, and walks all the way with his unbroken boy's body, being strong and fierce without peer. This is not in accordance with the Tao."
As Zhao Gongming spoke, he turned his head and glanced at the Yue girl who was the first to smile with joy.
"If what I saw is correct, you are the heir of the "Sword of Yue Girl"?"
The Vietnamese girl nodded.
Ying Chengjiao, who had just heard Zhao Gongming's words, complained:
"If you've made your prediction, then you've made your prediction. Saying 'your prediction is correct' is just a trick."
Zhao Gongming said leisurely:
"Seeing that the girl is still a virgin, I know that Chang'an Jun is not an impatient person. Why is he so impatient with Gongming? Why is he so impatient, but he uses words to ease his mood?"
"Nonsense." Ying Chengjiao rolled his eyes and said, "Try it if you have been practicing this for more than 20 years. You haven't ejaculated for so many years. Who wouldn't be excited when they hear that they can ejaculate? Are you still a human being then?"
The Vietnamese girl wanted to cover her face.
Zhao Gongming pondered for a long time and finally managed to utter a few words.
"Changan Jun, you are so honest."
He rode the black tiger down the mountain, saying as he walked:
"I admire you very much for finding the legendary "Sword of Yue Girl" and bringing the successor of "Sword of Yue Girl" to your side. But "Sword of Yue Girl" cannot defeat "Yellow Emperor". This is not in accordance with the Way. Don't make a mistake, Chang'an. If you believe me, then look carefully and you may find something."
Zhao Gongming left in style.
Ying Chengjiao looked at the distant mountains, the nearby mountains, and the mountains at his feet.
There are so many mountains here, one after another, it makes people despair.
"It's such a big mountain. Who knows if Huangdi has been here before? If he has been here, who knows where he went? Where can I find him?"
Ying Chengjiao, who was just feeling hopeful and then desperate, stayed on the top of the mountain with the Yue girl for half an hour.
Half an hour later, the two men went down the mountain and continued eastward with the First Emperor's carriage.
