My God, I am the emperor, the lord of mankind.

Chapter 395 Huainanzi

Since the Qin and Han Dynasties, if a large army wins, it will build a military army and build a capital to watch. This is "defeating the enemy will show it to the descendants, so as not to forget the martial arts."

After the Sui and Tang Dynasties, this situation became less frequent and no longer as frequent as in the Qin and Han Dynasties.

"Two Jingguan..."

Zhang Fawei looked at the two huge mountains in front of him that had been carefully decorated by the ancients and placed here as underground palace guards.

I couldn't help but marvel at the huge project in front of me.

His eyes were filled with fear, and he finally understood where the endless ghost soldiers and ghosts were coming from.

"This doesn't seem to have been built all at once—"

Behind the two giant mountains of bones is an arch, and the sound of water can be heard from behind the door. It must be that the moat built by the underground palace is modeled after the city on the ground.

Xu Youbang walked around these buildings that were shocking at first sight.

He leaned down, as if he had discovered something, and made a soft sound in his mouth.

The degree of wear on the inside and outside of the bones on the Jingguan in front of us is obviously different.

Xu Youbang carefully extracted two leg bones from the upper and lower parts as the foundation.

Obviously, the identity of the deceased becomes higher as you go higher.

Xu Youbang also saw a string of Han scribes on it, recording the deceased's high status among the northern barbarians.

But now, no matter how glorious their experiences were in life, they are just trophies for the Han people to show off their martial arts to future generations.

"I'm afraid these two temples were completed through the continuous reinforcement of successive dynasties——"

Xu Youbang came to a conclusion.

He looked around, looking a little confused for a moment.

In the hall in front of him, except for these two Beijing temples, he saw no other decorations.

If the Han people simply wanted to build Jingguan to show off their martial arts.

A large number of flags and weapons will inevitably be left here, recording the victory after victory achieved by the Han people in order to forge these Jingguan.

But obviously, these don't exist in front of several people now.

The hall was empty and silent, except for two mountains of bones and corpses standing here like giants.

Even the ghostly wind and ghost cries that had been heard outside Shinto disappeared.

There was an eerie silence all around, so quiet that the group could only hear the beating of each other's hearts and pulses.

"It seems like something is buried in here -"

Zhang Fawei was possessed and lying on the mountain of corpses. Several Longhushan disciples beside him quickly took out two canopy rulers and Sinan to help Zhang Fawei find out the items hidden by the Han people under the capital.

"..."

Zhu Houcong looked in front of him and seemed to be aware of his presence.

A few people who completely let themselves go and began seeking death without any bottom line.

However, Zhu Houcong himself was also very interested in the Six Heavens Guqi technique of the Han Dynasty.

Therefore, even if he felt that there was something suppressing under the Beijing view.

But they did not say anything to stop Zhang Fawei and the others. Instead, they quietly observed the turbulent underground river under the suspension bridge not far away with only the iron cables left.

The dragon was still lurking among them, watching Zhu Houcong and the others quietly.

Moreover, for some reason, the feather in his arms that was shot down from the attacker in the sky above the Zhao family compound began to tremble restlessly when Zhu Houcong stood in front of the majestic Beijing view.

It seems that the thing in the fog in the Zhao family has a lot to do with the Han and Tibetan people.

Zhu Houcong thought.

He casually set up a sword array beside the hidden river in front of him to warn the dragon in the river. Zhu Houcong turned around and looked at Zhang Fawei, Xu Youbang and others who were raising and lowering their hands facing the Han Dynasty Jingguan.

"found it--"

As Zhang Fawei pulled his body out of the huge pile of bones in front of him.

The Jingguan in front of us has long lost its former power due to the golden dragon sweeping past it during the three days of pure energy, leaving only the value of viewing.

Only Zhang Fawei dared to place his body in the Beijing view like this.

Along with his slightly surprised voice, he slowly pulled out a bamboo stick from it.

I don’t know what this bamboo is made of.

Unexpectedly, it has not decayed after thousands of years. On the contrary, it is round and smooth, shining under the torches in the hands of people entering the Han tomb.

Everyone came closer and saw a line of font written on it with cinnabar mixed with black ink.

It is precisely [King Wu defeated Zhou and crossed Mengjin, and the waves of Yanghou struck against the current]

"Huainanzi?"

Everyone was confused. In the end, it was Xu Youbang who had taken the imperial examination in his early years but failed repeatedly.

Xu Pengju said that you have been harmed by the crooked books left by the ancients all your life. You can only go home and inherit the family business, eat and wait for death, and then give birth to a few fat boys and spend your life in confusion. , tentatively guessed.

"That's right - it's Huainanzi -"

A familiar voice came from Zhang Fawei.

It was Yan Song who was left in the capital by Zhu Houcong as the Qintian Supervisor of the Inner Court and the messenger of the cabinet. He was also responsible for sorting out the records of all monsters in the world in the Qintian Supervisor.

Xu Youbang looked.

I don't know when, Zhang Fawei took out the Bagua mirror from his arms that he had used to communicate with Zhang Tianshi during the battle in Jinling.

On the other side of the Bagua mirror, Yan Song, who was in middle age at this time, looked as if his whole body had been hollowed out from staying up too late.

Looking at the camera, his eyes are full of exhaustion.

"..."

As for this scholar Yan, who may die in Zhang Fawei's Bagua Mirror at any time due to being squeezed too much.

However, everyone was in tacit agreement and did not speak. Instead, they waited for Academician Yan, who had just been awarded the degree of Bachelor of Wenyuan Pavilion by the court, and who was basically destined to join the cabinet in this life, to continue.

After all, it’s better to look to the experts in this regard.

Those present were either martial artists or Taoist priests.

Although you may be able to understand a little bit based on your hobbies, the specifics are definitely not as detailed as those of Yan Song and other scholar-bureaucrats who have been professionally studying classics and history for generations.

"Huainanzi, also known as Liu Anzi, was a collection of essays written by Liu An, the king of Huainan, a royal family of the Han Dynasty——"

This Huainan King Liu An was the one who rebelled after Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty ascended the throne, but the young Emperor Wu easily gained experience points.

Although it currently seems to be relatively low-profile in military terms.

But his literary attainments are indeed somewhat limited.

As for the words on the bamboo slips.

"The original text should be [King Wu attacked Zhou and crossed to Mengjin. The waves of Yanghou struck against the current. The wind was strong and dark, and the horses and men could not see each other. So King Wu held the yellow ax on his left and held the white jade on his right. He glared and said: "I No one in the world dares to harm me! "Then the wind will blow and the waves will rise"]

Translated.

That’s it——

When King Wu of Zhou was conquering Zhou, King Wu of Zhou led his army to cross the Yellow River at Mengjin. Marquis Bo Shenyang suddenly set off a big wave and rolled towards him. The wind was strong and the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and neither the men nor the horses could see clearly. Seeing this, King Wu of Zhou held a yellow ax in his left hand and a military flag in his right hand. He jumped on his horse and shouted with anger: "I am arranged by God and shoulder the mission of saving the world. Who dares to disobey my will?" Then the storm calmed down, The army can cross.

(End of this chapter)