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Chapter 116 Ancient Records

Outside the sanctuary hall.

In a gazebo.

It is sweltering summer and the weather is hot.

However, there are a few big trees growing around the gazebo, which shade the hot sun.

In addition, some ice cubes were placed in some positions of the gazebo, so the interior of the gazebo felt a bit cooler.

Ye Cheng and Emperor Qian sat opposite each other, playing chess.

A group of monarchs and ministers are in harmony.

Qianhuang didn't know how long he hadn't played chess.

He remembered the last time he played chess, which seemed to be when he was King Jing. At that time, apart from practicing and handling government affairs, whenever he had time, he would call on Xiang Xiang to play a few games of chess.

Since becoming the emperor, he has been conscientious and has never dared to slack off, and his spirit has always been highly tense.

In addition to handling government affairs, it is practice, especially after he practiced the Ascending Dragon Jue, he felt the urgency of time more and more.

It is imminent that Wang and Zhao's family will grow up day by day.

The five families refused to accept the jurisdiction and became a hidden danger.

It is a fact that the royal family is weak.

For more than ten years, he didn't know how he survived.

But who would have thought that the willows were planted unintentionally at the beginning, but the willows became Yin.

Ye Cheng, a guard eunuch trained in advance, grew up at an unimaginable speed.

In one fell swoop, it became a big tree that could protect the royal family.

He was relieved.

The mountain-like pressure also suddenly disappeared a lot.

Even if he can only live another ten or eight years, he can rest assured.

He believes that with Ye Cheng's pure and affectionate nature, he will be able to protect the prince in the future.

Even the grandson of the emperor in the future.

"Your Majesty's chess skills are superb, and your ministers are no match."

Ye Cheng looked at the chessboard, then sighed and lost his piece.

He really can't beat it.

Although his chess skill is much better than that of his godfather Zhao Yinglian in King Jing's Mansion, but compared with Qianhuang, he is still much worse.

"Haha, Ye Qing doesn't need to care, I'm just better at chess."

Emperor Qian laughed heartily.

It's been a long time since he felt so relaxed.

Recently, he seldom even practiced the Ascending Dragon Art.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if you practice or not, and it's not as good as Ye Cheng.

If you practice less, you can also reduce the loss of life essence.

"Your Majesty, have you really decided?"

Ye Cheng said suddenly.

Emperor Qian knew what Ye Cheng was asking, nodded and said: "Well, the prince is already in his 30s. After more than ten years of experience, he is very proficient in government affairs. Anyway, he has no achievements in martial arts, so it's better to go to school earlier." Be the emperor, and I can live a few years of easy life."

He is not the kind of emperor who is obsessed with power, and it was just a helpless move to take over this burden from the emperor's brother.

If possible, he would rather be a happy prince.

What's more, in recent years, he has hardly managed the government affairs, and the prince has always been in charge.

In addition, after the Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Conference, the power of the Qian Kingdom was greatly shaken, and the country was stable. Even the major sects were much closer to the imperial court, and the three external countries naturally dared not act rashly.

Although in the martial arts meeting, Qianguo beheaded Yunhaoguo's Di Moen, which greatly damaged Yunhaoguo's face, but Yunhaoguo didn't move at all afterwards, and there was no reaction at all. Obviously, he endured this matter .

Under various signs, Qianguo has become more and more stable, and there is a faint momentum of ZTE.

"Ye Qing, the prince will need your support in the future."

Emperor Qian arranged the chessboard again, picked up a piece and pressed it lightly on the board.

"Your Majesty is serious, as long as the humble minister has a sigh of relief, he must do his best to assist the prince."

Ye Cheng followed suit.

"Haha, let's not talk about that, Ye Qing, you made another bad move."

Emperor Qian suddenly laughed.

Ye Cheng was stunned for a moment, and after a closer look, it really stinks, "Your Majesty, can you regret the move?"

"Of course not, I have no regrets."

Emperor Qian said.

At the beginning of the 18th year of Jingde, Qianhuang Su Hongchuan was located in Prince Su Zhe, and he was revered as the Supreme Emperor.

This year, the name was changed to Chengkang.

It is the first year of Chengkang.

As soon as Prince Su Zhe succeeded to the throne, he promulgated many decrees that benefited the country and the people.

In the second year, the emperor's grandson Su Cheng was established as the crown prince.

In the same year, a not-so-big thing happened. Lu Ze, who was demoted from Yujing, was transferred back to serve as Minister of the Ministry of Officials.

Everyone knows that it is only a matter of time before the new country's father-in-law joins the cabinet again.

After all, his daughter is the current queen.

Although the crown prince Su Zhe doted on that side concubine, he was only made Concubine Shu in the end.

The crown princess was established as the queen.

In the next few years, the court of the Qian Kingdom was stable, the people were stable, and everything was thriving, especially the opening of scientific examinations, allowing civilians to study and refer to officials. Although the effect was not significant, it was still a precedent.

Although there was an imperial examination before, it was only limited to the gentry.

Ordinary civilians are not qualified at all.

Now that the imperial court's scientific examination and the spring examination of the Shenwu Academy are parallel, the common people have opened up two channels for rising and crossing the class, which has greatly promoted the stability of the world.

Although they encountered some resistance, after all, those veteran nobles naturally did not want civilians to occupy their places.

It's a pity that Cheng Kangdi had already made sufficient preparations, and by setting off several major cases, he dealt a severe blow to the gentry's right to speak in the court.

In addition, this is a world of martial arts, and the nobles of martial arts occupy the most important right to speak. Compared with the power of the gentry, it is far inferior.

At the beginning, even the huge martial arts powers such as the Wang and Zhao families were wiped out, completely opening up the path of martial arts for common people.

It is relatively easier to open up a way for ordinary people to study in the imperial examination.

In a blink of an eye, it was the sixth year of Chengkang.

In the old house.

Shen Dacheng was preparing a carriage, and all kinds of sacrificial paper money had been prepared.

"Father, you are so old, don't drive by yourself, let me do it."

A middle-aged man next to him couldn't help but said.

My father is already in his 60s, but he still comes here every year at this time to prepare the priest's things for that old master Ye, and then go to Lingshan to pay homage.

"No, your father and I can still move, you hurry up, Master Ye will be here later, it's not convenient for you to be here."

Shen Dacheng waved his hands.

He felt that he had to take care of it himself to be worthy of Master Ye's care for their family.

Although he is not rich, but since he met Mr. Ye, his family has been doing well, and he has no worries about food and drink. He is now full of children and grandchildren.

Therefore, he only hoped that he would be healthy enough to be able to drive the carriage for Master Ye for a few more years.

After his son left, Shen Dacheng smoked dry cigarettes beside the carriage.

Not long after, footsteps sounded beside him. He quickly got up and saw a figure in a green shirt.

It was Master Ye.

Ye Cheng is now 37 years old.

Although she has put on makeup and is easy to overdo her appearance, she still looks about [-] years old, and she has cultivated her temperament all the year round, making her look elegant, mature, and handsome.

"Master Ye."

When Shen Dacheng saw Ye Cheng coming, surprise appeared on his old face, and he hurriedly greeted Ye Cheng respectfully.

Ye Cheng smiled and nodded.

"Everything is ready."

Ye Cheng said.

"It's all ready."

Shen Dacheng said quickly.

Ye Cheng got into the carriage.

A simple carriage, but it was kept clean and incensed.

"Master Ye, the little one is about to leave."

Shen Dacheng who sat outside the carriage said.

Then the carriage moved slowly.

Ye Cheng watched the scene outside through the window.

Now Yujing is much more prosperous than it was a few years ago, and there are more people in different costumes on the streets, they are Donglai, Qinglan and Yunhao people.

Although there is not much difference in race from Qianguo.

But the clothes are also very different.

Moreover, the dimensional geography is not the same, resulting in slight differences in the skin.

Donglai people generally have darker skin.

Yunhao's skin is fairer and his figure is taller.

Qinglan's skin is rough and red, which is caused by the wind and sand all year round.

Since Prince Su Zhe succeeded to the throne, he has increased trade with the three countries of Donglai, opened up multiple trade ports on the border, and implemented various preferential trade policies, stimulating business exchanges between countries.

In fact, many of the new policies of the Chengkang Dynasty actually had the shadow of Ye Cheng in them.

Although he seldom participated in politics, Cheng Kangdi often asked for advice.

Ye Cheng also intentionally or unintentionally turned some things into his own understanding, and thus told Chengkang Emperor Su Zhe.

After Su Zhe passed the dross and took the essence, he gradually formed a policy suitable for the country.

Speaking of it, although Su Zhe's personality is a bit lazy, but when he actually governs, he is quite wise, and he is actually much better than the Supreme Emperor Suhong.

After all, before the Supreme Emperor Su Hong abdicated, he really felt a bit out of place, and he still followed the old emperor's way, with little change.

Of course, it is also for stability.

After all, the situation of the Supreme Emperor at that time was much worse than that of Cheng Kangdi now.

"Old Shen, how is life at home now?"

Ye Cheng asked.

"Thanks to Mr. Ye, the family is enjoying life. Last year, my eldest grandson got married and became pregnant with a child. I guess I will be able to hug my great-grandson in the second half of the year."

When Shen Dacheng was talking, his face was full of smiles, "Besides, His Majesty let go of scientific examinations, built many schools, and gave our common people the opportunity to study for free. My three grandchildren also entered the school one after another. School, even if you can't learn anything famous, you can at least be able to read."

Ye Cheng nodded when he heard this. For ordinary people, reading books is more advantageous than practicing martial arts.

After all, it is free to enter the school to study, but it is different to practice martial arts, which costs a lot.

Unless the talent is very good and can be cultivated emphatically, it is still difficult for ordinary people to achieve success in martial arts.

Talking all the way, I arrived at Lingshan.

Ye Cheng stood in front of the tomb of his godfather Zhao Yinglian, and began to burn paper money.

Shen Dacheng took a hatchet and cleared the weeds and weeds on the grave.

"Godfather, 17 years have passed in a blink of an eye. I have not broken my promise. I will burn paper money for you every year. If there is no accident, I will burn you for dozens or hundreds of years. Of course, if it takes too long Don’t worry, the child is tired of burning, or you have forgotten, don’t blame me, this sacrifice can last for dozens or hundreds of years, so you should be worth it.”

Ye Cheng said in his heart while burning paper money.

He picked up another bottle of wine and sprinkled it on the grave.

After the sacrifice was over, Ye Cheng left Lingshan in a carriage and went to another place to sacrifice to another old man.

Over the years, he has been like this, and it has already become a habit.

Back in the house, Ye Cheng said to Shen Dacheng: "Old Shen, you are getting old too. There is no need to prepare these for me in the future."

"Master Ye, the villain can still hold on for a few more years."

Shen Dacheng said.

Ye Cheng didn't say anything more.

It is basically difficult for ordinary people in this world to live long.

Generally speaking, if you can live to the age of sixty sixty, that's pretty good.

By the age of seventy, there are very few.

As for the octogenarians over eighty, they are the real long-lived old people.

Martial artists are no different from ordinary people, if they are fighting for many years without self-cultivation, they may not live as long as ordinary people.

Only after innate, did the gap really widen.

As long as the congenital is not too seriously injured, the vitality loss is huge, and it is easy to live to a hundred years old.

Ye Cheng walked out of the old house and walked on the street.

When passing by a bookstore, Ye Cheng stopped and walked in.

This is not the first time he has come to this bookstore.

The first time I saw this bookstore was five years ago.

Because the books sold in this bookstore are very special, such as anecdotes, astronomy, geography, customs, etc., who would usually read this?
The business of this bookstore is really not good.

But the boss didn't care at all. He sat on a rocking chair, closed his eyes and meditated, and didn't say hello to the occasional customers who came in.

Ye Cheng really likes the books in this store, and when passing by, he would buy one and read it to pass the time.

The bookstore is not big, only seven or eight square meters, and the books on each shelf are uneven.

After Ye Cheng took a glance, he found that there was a new book.

It can't be said that it is a new book, because the cover looks a bit old.

Ye Cheng took a look, and suddenly showed surprise.

"Ancient Records?"

What kind of biographical novel does this look like?
In this world, there are naturally some biographical novels, but most of them are related to martial arts and the like, and are very popular among the people.

Especially in recent years, with the development of the economy, people have money in their pockets, and entertainment and recreation have also flourished rapidly.

Ye Cheng flipped through it casually.

But looking at it, he was attracted.

This ancient book is not a biographical novel, but a fantasy science book. It tells that the world was not what it is now in thousands or even tens of thousands of years. Treasure, all human beings can live a hundred years, and there are many long-lived species that live for hundreds of thousands of years.

In this book, the ancient times are depicted as a heaven-like world.

Ye Cheng immediately took the book, put a tael of silver on the counter, and was about to leave the bookstore.

In this shop, every book is very expensive, costing one tael of silver a book.

Ordinary people simply cannot afford it.

As for those who are rich, naturally they seldom come to this kind of small shop.

Ye Cheng was a little curious about what the boss did for a living?

By selling books?
I'm afraid I'll have to drink the northwest wind.

But this boss looks fat, well maintained, very lucky, he is probably not short of money, likes to open a shop and have some fun.

"Guest officer, do you think the ancient times in this book really exist?"

Just as Ye Cheng walked past the rocking chair where the store owner was sitting with a book, and was about to leave the bookstore, a voice sounded from the side.

Ye Cheng was a little surprised, only to find that the owner of the bookstore, who had closed his eyes to rest his mind, had opened his eyes.

His gaze was as warm as jade, but it gave Ye Cheng a sense of vicissitudes.

The owner of the shop looked about 50 or [-] years old, but in his eyes, Ye Cheng seemed to understand a lot.

This boss seems a bit difficult.

However, Ye Cheng didn't feel the slightest aura of a warrior from the boss, as if he was an old landlord.

"Maybe it exists. It's just that no matter how beautiful the past is, it will eventually pass. We have to focus on the present and even the future."

Ye Cheng smiled lightly.

"Yeah, the past is not important, what matters is the present and the future."

The bookstore owner sighed softly, then closed his eyes again.

Seeing this, Ye Cheng turned around and left the bookstore.

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(End of this chapter)