The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 23: The Six Treasures of the Heavenly Master, the Failure of Success (Seeking Follow-up Reading)

Shi Quanzi said: "I know an ancient Taoist site that may be useful to you."

"What ancient land?"

"This is the place Emperor Wu of Han visited during his tour of the country."

"I see. Let's go and take a look when we go." Liang Yue went to Yuzhang County not to fight and kill, but to visit and see the situation.

There is no need to talk about the bloody plot of the love story between Liang Zhu and his wife. The aristocratic families have lived in peace for too long. Do they really think that this kind of life will continue forever?

Short-sighted bastard.

With the death of Xie Anshi, the balance between the royal family and the aristocratic families was broken again, and the Sima family's unique internal strife was about to begin.

The Hu people moved southward and the rice thieves rebelled.

The rebels don’t care about your Jiangzuo family. The butcher’s knife doesn’t recognize “several generations of hard work”. Once your head is chopped off, it’s gone.

It is not certain whether the Zhu family will exist in the future, and living an ordinary life is the most fulfilling.

When Liang Yue heard about the hometown of Emperor Wu of Han, he was a little uninterested. Emperor Wu of Han did not have any spiritual energy at that time. He thought it was the Six Treasures of the Heavenly Master. At least the Six Treasures were real.

But it’s okay to give it a try, just in case there really is a treasure.

In the face of future chaos, the more treasures the better.

"A letter from Brother Liu..." Liang Yue took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, wrote down what happened today on the paper, and gave it to Bao Qian along with the elixir, asking him to find a merchant to deliver it to the front line.

After doing all this, Liang Yue took a Lingfei Pill and a Dixian Pill and began to move his true energy.

early morning.

The sky is full of morning glow, and the dew is thick and the flowers are heavy.

In the bamboo forest in the courtyard, Liang Yue is wearing a single piece of clothing and practicing the Eight Birds Moves.

The Qi of Longevity promotes the generation of internal strength, and the body becomes shaped like a bird, a dragon, a bear… The method of the Eight Birds reaches perfection.

After a long time, he exhaled a breath of white air.

It happened that at this moment, Shi Quanzi was leaning on a crutch in one hand and holding a bunch of clothes in the other.

"What is this?" Liang Yue wondered.

"Come, put on the clothes from your youth."

Shi Quanzi put a white cloak with black edges on Liang Yue, put on a black scarf, and stuffed a white deer tail in his hand.

Liang Yue's temperament suddenly changed.

A man of refined demeanor, a famous Taoist figure.

"What is this?" Liang Yue was a little curious. "Magic weapon?"

"No, this is the White Crane Cloak and the White Dust Tail. These two treasures are among the six treasures of the Heavenly Master."

Shi Quanzi looked at the boy with satisfaction.

He is indeed a handsome man.

"When you have collected all six treasures of the Heavenly Master, you will be a true Heavenly Master."

"A real Heavenly Master? Never mind, being a Heavenly Master must be very tiring."

You can take all the six treasures of the Heavenly Master, and forget about the others.

Liang Yue didn't want to have trouble in peace after his death. His reputation was too great and there would always be some fools looking for the Taoist treasure. It would be bad if his body was really dug out.

"Right, Golden Crow." The Golden Crow on the treetop let out a cackling cry.

"It's up to you." Shi Quanzi felt helpless.

After a while, Bao Qian picked up a bunch of miscellaneous items and placed them on the stone table.

"Master, this is the iron ring soft armor and the abdominal armor that you asked the craftsmen to make."

The soft armor is for Liang Yue to defend himself, and as for the abdominal armor that looks like that worn by babies...

"Golden Crow!"

Whoosh!
The golden crow flew across the sky and landed on the stone table.

Liang Yue put armor on its abdomen and also put bronze claw covers on each claw.

The Golden Crow’s black feathers are like iron, its eyes are golden, and with the armor on its body, it is truly a divine crow.

"Not bad." Liang Yue nodded with satisfaction. Jinwu's current strength is enough to grab a 200-jin object. With armor, killing people and arson are not a problem.

"Master, I have brought the people you mentioned earlier about Liu Manor's selection of people here."

"how many?"

"More than fifty."

"It won't take that much." Liang Yue shook his head.

These people need to practice martial arts, so three or five of them will be enough.

Outside the gate of the fortress, a large group of skinny and pale young men stood there, each with a glimmer of expectation in their eyes.

"Is he also a refugee?" Liang Yue pointed at a handsome young man in gorgeous clothes standing beside him.

"No, he insisted on coming."

"I am Xu Xianzhi, the youngest son of the Shangyu County Magistrate. I am here to meet you, the owner of the manor! I admire you and would like to become your guest."

"Why do you admire him?" Liang Yue asked curiously. "A few days ago... uh, the owner of the manor wrote a poem about flowers and youth, and I admired it very much, so I came to seek refuge with him."

Flowers and Youth...You can't even understand the poem, you are uneducated!

"You'd better stop talking." Liang Yue's mouth twitched, probably because the second son of a poor family who was not valued had come out to play. "How about this, you stay in the village as a teacher, with food provided, and two strings of cash a month."

"Thank you, owner."

Afterwards, Liang Yue selected two more strong men.

Xiao Ming, a refugee from Lanling, and Kong Qing from Gaoping County.

They all came from poor families and fled here with their families.

The same thing happened to the nobles who crossed the river later, and some of them could only become beggars.

As for everyone else…

"Each person will be given half a month's worth of food. If you are willing, you can stay and become a tenant."

"Thank you, our dear officials!" Although the refugees were disappointed, at least they had land to farm.

"Master, please save my life with the magic medicine! I am willing to work like a cow or a horse to repay you!!"

A thin boy came forward, holding his weak younger brother, followed by two other boys.

Judging from their appearance, the four of them should be brothers. They were small and thin, and were invisible in the crowd just now.

"I do have medicine, what do you want to pay for it?" Liang Yue asked.

"I am penniless. If the owner of the manor does not mind, I am willing to save one life at a time."

Liang Yue looked at him for a long time.

Then he turned back. When the man was in despair, Liang Yue's voice came from afar.

"Bao Qian, take them back to bathe, and feed the little one a Qingliu Pill."

"Yes!"

The young man was overjoyed and knelt down and kowtowed to Liang Yue's back.

"Tan Shao bows to the owner of the manor!"

"Long'er, Daoji, quickly kneel down and thank the owner!"

After that, the four sons of the Tan family stayed.

"Tan Daoji, Xu Xianzhi...interesting." Liang Yue smiled thoughtfully.

He no longer pursues history blindly, nor does he believe in similarities with past history.

We are in the long river of history. Perhaps it is not history that changes us, but we ourselves who change history.

Why bother to search for the affairs of this vast world?

After that, Liang Yue wore the crane cloak and occasionally played leisurely, brewed wine in the mountains, and amused crows and children.

The long river of history flows slowly.

The Northern Expedition ultimately failed.

"Sima Liu! You must transport the food and fodder back!" said the eunuch in a wide robe with big sleeves and a face painted with lead powder in a cold voice.

Liu Chong was puzzled and asked incredulously: "Why? Do you see that city? If we take it, the Northern Army can conquer the entire Hebei Province!"

The civil unrest in the northern Qin Dynasty is still unresolved, and it is a good time to recover lost territory.

"The emperor has ordered us to return to defend Huaiyin."

"Impossible! I want to see the Grand Admiral! The Grand Admiral will never agree to such an order."

"Xie Xuan has resigned!"

As he was speaking, heavily armored soldiers gradually gathered around the tent.

Liu Chong was distraught and in a trance, he recalled the mocking smile of his third brother when he was drunk one day.

"The Sima Shi's credibility...is worse than that of a dog. If you want to rule the world with filial piety, why don't you mention loyalty?"

"Well, let's go back." Liu Chong retreated dejectedly. Fortunately, he had not been in the limelight before and was not controlled like other important generals.

A gentleman hides his weapon in his body and moves when he waits for time.

Only today do I understand the meaning of these words.

Xie Xuan looked emaciated, just like his uncle.

Liu Chong escorted him back to Huaiyin, but because he was seriously ill and unable to take on important responsibilities, he submitted petitions several times in a row before being allowed to retire and return to Kuaiji to retire.

The Northern Army fell into the hands of Sima Daozi.

Liu Chong saw that the situation was not good, so he also wrote a letter to return to defend Kuaiji in the name of escorting Xie Xuan, Duke of Kangle, and fighting against rice thieves.

Before leaving, the weak Xie Xuan was unable to look north and his face was gloomy. The Northern Palace Army had been operating for several years and recovered the territories of the six states of Xu, Yan, Qing, Si, Yu and Liang.

This is a great opportunity in the ages, and there may not be such an opportunity again in the next hundred years.

Horse-drawn carriages drove along the muddy official road, the sky was filled with sunset glow, the sun was setting, and the army officers and soldiers were dejected, in stark contrast to the previous passionate Northern Expedition.

The later generations said: success is at hand but failure is near.

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(End of this chapter)