Chapter 265 Ancient Books Secrets

It's late at night.

Zhao Wujiang lay on the bed and reviewed the news he had obtained today.

After talking with the old man Wu Santong today, his question even worsened. Is there really a dragon vein at the foot of Jiujiu Mountain?

First, it was my elder brother Wang Yifang's letter, reminding him to be careful at the foot of Jiujiu Mountain.

Then there is a reasonable and well-founded speculation from Wu Santong. If the blue dragon, white tiger, vermilion bird, black wolf, and the four spirits of the sky are not guarding the coffin, but suppressing it, then it will be difficult to distinguish the authenticity of the dragon vein.

Perhaps it was a trap set by the person in the coffin to lure others to come.

Perhaps the dragon vein existed first, and the person in the coffin was trapped in the dragon vein for some reason.

But what is the identity of the person in this coffin? He wants to suppress it with the blue dragon, white tiger, vermilion bird, and black trunk?

Moreover, the inscribed objects on the coffin are absolutely extraordinary, whether they are sacrifices of ancestors, flowers, birds, insects, fishes, totem inscriptions, and bronze inscriptions that Zhao Wujiang only knew, all reflect the years passed by the coffin and the instincts of the people in the coffin.

These things all involve ancient dynasties such as Yu, Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties.

Many things are consistent with my elder brother’s speculation. Will he speculate more things before? But he hasn’t had time to explain them in detail to me?

Zhao Wujiang kept thinking in his heart, and Wang Yifang told him that there was a broken volume "Yu Qi" and asked him to read more books such as "Huainanzi", "Shangshu", and "Zuo Zhuan".

Are there many secrets hidden in these books?

"Zhao Lang, are you still not sleeping?"

In Zhao Wujiang's arms was Wang Yanning with a delicate white body.

I don’t know if it was the murmur in my sleep or when I woke up and noticed Zhao Wujiang was worried.

"It's almost done."

Zhao Wujiang hugged Wang Yanning's delicate body tightly, smelled the warm fragrance, and his eyes flashed.

Qingming Festival is approaching, and these days, Zhao Wujiang often goes to and from Qifeng Palace to communicate with Wu Meiniang and talk with Wu Santong.

He also often stalks in the Secretariat, reading ancient books, looking for possible clues.

"Records of the Grand Historian", "Zuo Zhuan", "Shangshu", "Huainanzi", "Shan Hai Jing", etc., and Zhao Wujiang kept reading them.

In the Huguofang, Zhao Wujiang sat where Wang Yifang reads ancient books every day. On the bookshelf, there were speculative manuscripts and annotations manuscripts stored separately by Wang Yifang.

Wang Yifang believed that something big must have happened in Dayu before the Xia Dynasty, involving shocking secrets.

Otherwise, since the Qin Dynasty, records about Dayu would not become increasingly rare.

It seems that there is a pair of invisible big hands that are constantly weakening and even destroying the impression of the Dayu dynasty of later generations.

"Behind the Qin Dynasty burning books and burying scholars, it is very likely that someone deliberately promoted it. They did not just destroy ancient Confucian books, but used this name to destroy more classics before the Xia Dynasty.

And the re-editing of classics by various schools of thought and unintentionally tampering with certain historical facts.”

Zhao Wujiang looked through Wang Yifang's manuscript, which were full of Wang Yifang's speculations, and he continued to read them carefully:

"The dragon vein under Jiujiu Mountain contains a large number of ancient books. Some of them have disappeared in the world in legend, but I was lucky enough to see them in those halls.

I don’t know whether it is true or false, but it’s fascinating. Unfortunately, there was too much fight at that time, and no one cared about these things. With my power, it was difficult to bring out a book.

We saw a coffin with pictures of ancestors and many totems that I didn't know. Later, I kept reading various ancient books, but I didn't know what those totems mean.

But it can be inferred that it should be the totems of some tribes, but everything is submerged in the dust of history and is difficult to explore."

Zhao Wujiang kept walking around the bookshelf. He picked up a manuscript. The book was brand new. It was supposed to be written a few days before his death.

He slowly spread out his pupils, and there was only one sentence with a false handwriting on the manuscript:

"I understand, Duke Wen has been eighteen years."

In the 18th year of Duke Wen, Zhao Wujiang only felt very familiar. He must have seen it after reading ancient books in the past few days.

Duke Wen? Zuo Zhuan!

Zhao Wujiang quickly searched for "Zuo Zhuan". The yellowed ancient books emitted the fragrance of ink mixed with the breath of time. He quickly turned to "The Eighteenth Year of Duke Wen".

"Zuo Zhuan. Duke Wen. Duke Wen's 18th Year":

"In the past, Emperor Hong had an ingenious son who concealed his righteousness and hidden thieves, liked to commit evil deeds, ugly and evil people, and were stubborn and unfriendly. This was called chaos by the people of the world.

Shaoye's family had a man who was not talented, who destroyed his faith and abolished loyalty, admired evil words, slandered me and searched for evil, and falsely criticized him for his good deeds, and criticized him for his virtue. The people of the world were called Qiongqi.

Zhuanxu had a man who was not talented and could not teach him a lesson. He did not know how to speak. He would be stubborn when he told him, and he would be stern when he gave up. He was arrogant and had a bright virtue. He was to disrupt the world and the people of the world called him the sage.

These three tribes are the ones who can help the world and increase their bad reputation, so that Yao and Yao cannot go.

The Jinyun family had a man who was not talented, greedy for food and food, took advantage of goods and bribes, and was invaded and respected extravagant, and did not get tired of it, and did not know how to make up for the most, did not distinguish between the lonely and the widow, and did not care about poverty. The people of the world compared the three evil forces, which was called Taotie.

Shunchen Yao and the four evil clans were buried in the four gates, and the four evil clans were buried in Chaos, Qiongqi, Baiwu and Taotie, and they threw themselves into the four descendants to protect the demons and demons."

"Shun exiled the four evil clans," Zhao Wujiang murmured softly. He had seen similar words in "Records of the Grand Historian. The Annals of the Five Emperors". Although the content was somewhat different, the meaning was the same, that is, Shun, known as one of the Five Emperors, exiled the four evil clans.

He didn't care at that time, and now when he thought about it, these words gradually matched the bottom of Jiujiu Mountain in his mind.

Zhao Wujiang shook his head, it was too early to draw a conclusion.

He began to search for other books on the bookshelf, looking for the fragments of "Yu Qi" about the secrets of Dayu.

The book "Yu Qi" is equivalent to the ancient book "Daye Shiyi Lu" of the Sui Dynasty. It is all the secrets of the Shiyi Dynasty and is extremely credible.

Finally, he found the fragment of "Yu Qi" at the bottom of one of the bookshelfs.

"Emperor Shun ordered Dayu to control the flood." Zhao Wujiang studied it bit by bit, and finally read the evidence he wanted:

"Emperor Shun fought against the four evil leaders and exiled them to suppress them.

Chaos suppressed at the bottom of the North Sea.

Qiongqi suppressed the top of Kunlun.

Taotie suppressed the Jiuji Mountain Mausoleum.

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Zhao Wujiang slowly breathed and figured out why the people in the coffin used the Four Spirits of Heaven to suppress the four evil spirits and suppressed the four evil spirits!

Is Taotie at the foot of Jiuji Mountain? He looked solemn. The so-called Taotie is not the ox-shaped and human-faced person-like beast that was passed down from later generations, but one of the four notorious tribal leaders in the era of the Five Emperors.

Why didn't Shun kill them in one fell swoop? Zhao Wujiang thought about this for a while, but could not find the reason. He kept flipping down until the rest of the book was read, but he couldn't find the answer.

Perhaps the complete "Yu Qi" is recorded, but what he holds now is just a fragment of the book.

"Do you kid also want to learn from the Wang family kid? You are frowning when you read these ancient books all day long?"

A hoarse and joking voice came.

Zhao Wujiang looked around and there was no one else.

He seemed to feel something, looking at the shadows under his feet.

The shadow twisted, climbed up from the ground, turned into a human form, with an old body and a decadent atmosphere. It was Li Xuanji.

"Senior." Zhao Wujiang held a tribute.

"You scholars are all sour and corrupt scholars." Li Xuanji laughed and waved his hand:

"Let's go, the Zhao boy, take you to meet a noble from the National Guarding House."

Meeting a noble master. Zhao Wujiang widened his eyes. Who would be the one who could be called the noble master by Li Xuanji, the peak master?

(End of this chapter)
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