Chapter 485: Why is there wine and meat on the table?
King Wu of Qin lifted the tripod in order to fight for the orthodox title and make final preparations for his later march eastward.
If the Yongzhou Ding is really lifted up and taken back, the next step will be to publicize that the Mandate of Heaven is with Qin.
Although King Wu of Qin was killed in action and his plan was not accomplished, his successor King Zhaoxiang of Qin was not affected. The Qin army marched eastward, destroyed Zhou and took the Nine Cauldrons, which attracted the attention of the whole world.
The standard answer is to accumulate enough strength and announce it to the world.
What about Chu? Although it did not have the strength, King Huai of Chu still went to bid for the throne, and after his ambitions for the Central Plains were made public, he finally caused all kinds of troubles for the royal family and vassal states of the Central Plains.
Isn't this sick?
In Ying Chengjiao's view, the State of Chu was very contradictory. It was conceited but also self-deprecating, extremely proud yet extremely concerned about the opinions of others.
The witch of this country is the courage rooted in the hearts of the Chu people, but it is also the best excuse.
Qu Yuan, the Minister of Sanlu, threw himself into the Miluo River and died for the Chu State. It can be said that he was patriotic.
However, this is actually a kind of escape. The Chu State did not perish after Ying was destroyed, so why not keep a useful body? This is very strange.
But after Ying Chengjiao knew that Qu Yuan was a great witch, he understood everything.
Qu Yuan jumped into the river and died not to die for his country, but to save his country.
[No one in the country knows me, so why should I miss my old capital? ]
[Since there is no one who can help me to govern a good country, I will go to where Peng Xian lives! ]
These two sentences are from "Li Sao", written by Qu Yuan himself.
The country lacks loyal people and no one understands me, so why should I miss my hometown so deeply?
Since we are not enough to implement good policies together, I will follow Peng Xian to his residence!
In Wu culture, Peng Xian was a wise minister of the Shang Dynasty. After the demise of the Shang Dynasty, he drowned himself and turned into a god, who continued to protect the surviving Shang people.
Qu Yuan, the leader standing at the top of the power pyramid of the Chu State, placed all his hopes on the illusory witches. How could the millions of Chu people who were illiterate and unintelligent not regard witches as spiritual pillars?
At the last moment of their demise, the King of Chu was still fantasizing that their god Donghuang Taitian would come down to earth and save them from the water and fire.
The reason why Chu State could become a powerful country in the world was because of its pride and faith.
Defeat is also due to pride and faith.
It is just like the evil wind of Korean magic that blew away the old character of Koreans who value their promises and dare to fight.
One leg can walk, but it can't go far.
Ying Chengjiao knew much more about the State of Chu than King Zhaoxiang of Qin thought.
He knew everything King Zhaoxiang of Qin said, and he also knew what King Zhaoxiang of Qin could not say.
His fear of the State of Chu actually came from only one person, the King of Western Chu, Xiang Yu.
This is what most people know about Xiang Yu.
It is usually the arrogance of the Hongmen Banquet, the grief of being surrounded by enemies on all sides, the tragedy of Farewell My Concubine, and the heroism of committing suicide by slashing one's throat at the Wujiang River.
It seemed that Xiang Yu had never gained any advantage and was always defeated.
But Ying Chengjiao, who loved to read useless books and stood on the long river of history, and deduced the life of the King of Western Chu from just a few thousand words, was extremely wary of this man, even more so than Liu Bang.
Although it was Liu Bang who conquered the world, it was Xiang Yu who destroyed the Qin Dynasty.
If there had been no Xiang Yu, it would have been unknown whether Qin would have perished in the second generation.
Some people are destined to bring surprises to the world and will not stick to common sense.
Ying Chengjiao did not say any of this; he just sat there motionless, even appearing to be listening attentively.
He hadn't heard his grandfather speak for a long time, and he wanted to hear his grandfather speak, no matter what he said.
Even if it’s in a dream…
"The Chu people all have a deep-seated, blindly arrogant pride, which is the shortcoming of this country.
"Other countries will learn from their mistakes after their demise, but Chu will not. The country will be destroyed but the witch will not be destroyed. The people of Chu... why are you crying, little kid?"
In the light of tears, Ying Chengjiao saw his grandfather's figure was very hazy. He smiled and said:
"Although he knew it was fake, and even though he knew everything his grandfather said came from Cheng Jiao's subconscious, Cheng Jiao still wanted to listen."
“…”
"Grandfather, it's time for Cheng Jiao to go to court. Cheng Jiao already knows everything about the six kingdoms, and he knows what to do."
"…Let me eat my fill ."
Yingji, whose figure was hazy and unclear, picked up the last unused mutton in the pot.
Use your mouth and nose to take a deep breath.
"I almost forgot that my son did not believe in ghosts and gods, and fought against the sky during the wax festival.
"Okay, okay, that's great."
Yingji touched his great-grandson's head and wiped away his tears.
The face that in Ying Chengjiao's memory was extremely majestic to others and very kind to himself, became clear again, full of reluctance.
"This world will be changed because of my son, do what you want to do. You are the only king in the world. Because of you, this world truly exists."
Ying Chengjiao's vision blurred again and he murmured in a low voice.
"grandfather……"
Yingji's face could no longer be seen clearly, but his chuckle was still clear.
"Don't cry, didn't you say that this was a dream and I am fake..."
Ying Chengjiao's eyes suddenly widened in disbelief and incomprehension.
He was convinced he was dreaming.
But since he already knows it is a dream, he should wake up from it!
How could the grandfather in the dream say that this was his dream? Can the person in the dream know that this was his dream?
“Grandfather, you…”
He stood up eagerly, too excited to continue speaking.
King Zhaoxiang of Qin put his hands on his great-grandson's shoulders, pressed him back on the throne, and laughed heartily.
He laughed so hard that his body became unstable, his face became blurred, and his body emitted wisps of smoke and fog.
"Hahahaha, dream, reality, illusion, truth, who can tell the difference? Only my Jiao'er can! Wake up!"
Ying Chengjiao, who had kept his eyes open, finally opened his eyes.
In the magnificent and bright hall, all the civil and military officials of the court were sitting quietly, and the golden dragons on the pillars of the Xianyang Palace were still there.
It was indeed a dream...
Ying Chengjiao felt lost. He moved away from the backrest, leaned forward, lowered his head slightly, and his eyes inadvertently fell on the table in front of him.
Suddenly solidified!
On the empty table in his memory, there were two pots of mutton! A wine pot! And an empty bottle with residual wine at the bottom!
Even the placement is exactly the same as it was in my dream!
"Hahahaha, dream, reality, illusion, truth, who can tell the difference..."
His grandfather's laughter echoed in his ears again. Thinking about his grandfather's every move in the dream, when the scenes of his grandfather smelling mutton and fine wine but not eating passed by, Ying Chengjiao trembled suddenly.
No matter which country it is, the records of gods and ghosts in terms of food are all about eating air!
He lowered his head and stared at the empty bottle, as if he knew why his grandfather said it was empty even though the bottle was full of wine.
If what just now was not a dream, but my grandfather had really come, then in his eyes, this would be an empty bottle!
If you’ve smelled it, you’ve tasted it.
His heart was greatly shaken. He pinched his thigh hard, using the severe pain to keep himself from showing any emotion. He looked at Zhang Han, who was standing beside him with a serious expression.
"Why is there wine and meat on the table?"
