Regarding the previous topic, Dajijiu Mengwu’s response was quite satisfactory.
There are also some small taboos.
Zhou Qing found it interesting, but he didn't ask any more questions. There were too many issues involving the prince of a country.
One emperor and one courtier!
Not kidding.
Not long.
The National Protectorate Academy is right in front of you.
Zhou Qing was already very familiar with this place. He had just been here many months ago, and now...he was here again.
The last time I came here, Wuchenghou Wang Jian was seriously ill.
When I came this time, I found that the stone statue of Wuchenghou Wang Jian had already fallen into the Wu Temple.
"Protect the Nation Academy!"
"It already has some charm."
Looking up at the current National Protectorate Academy,...it has changed a lot.
But we can still vaguely see what it looked like back then. Now...many buildings have been added with water stones and the handiwork of craftsmen.
There is more of a feeling of a long river of time.
The only thing that hasn't changed is the words "Da Qin National Protectorate Academy". Under the sun, they still reflect a different kind of brilliance. After many years of wind, water and rain, they are already good.
Before the entrance, there are students who stand upright and are smartly dressed. They are holding spears made of hundred-refined steel in their hands and their eyes are bright, guarding the entrance to the academy.
"Protect the Nation Academy!"
"The most important weapon of the country!"
Meng Wu nodded.
When the National Protectorate Academy was first established, I also came there.
To be honest, I am not enthusiastic about Protecting the Nation Academy because... I also have selfish motives.
One of the main purposes of the National Protectorate Academy is to recruit students and teach them the art of military strategism.
For thousands of years, the art of military strategism has always been the secret passed down by each family, and what the Meng clan has learned is also the art of military strategism. If this is the case in the National Protectorate Academy, then the advantages and secrets of the Meng clan will no longer exist.
Especially... the National Protectorate Academy gathers many secret military strategists gathered by Great Qin, allowing students to learn them. As long as you have the ability, you can learn them.
This made Meng Wu even more uneasy.
But... looking at it now, I seem to have some different feelings.
The Meng clan has lost some of their unique military secrets, but... they also have the opportunity to gain more.
Moreover, becoming a peerless general...can't be achieved by just learning the art of war.
Otherwise, since the Spring and Autumn Period, only a few people can be called famous generals.
The schools in the National Protectorate Academy are more complete, and the Meng family has benefited a lot from it, and the disciples in the family can also be better trained in the future.
You can also achieve something through the National Protectorate Academy.
With the foresight of His Majesty and the princes, it will bring great benefits to Da Qin.
"The most important weapon of the country!"
Zhou Qing nodded, spoke softly, and entered the admission palace.
I don’t know what the National Protectorate Academy will look like in the future.
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…
"Sir, the matter regarding Marquis Wu Cheng is now settled."
"When will we return to Nanchang?"
"It's been ten days since you left Nanchang. I'm afraid that little girl Xi'er will miss you."
No matter anything.
In the face of time, everything is insignificant.
The death of Wuchenghou Wang Jian was not revealed, Guanzhong gradually returned to stability, and the people of Old Qin all accepted this reality.
Life always has to move forward.
In the mansion.
It is a bit empty, except for some necessary attendants, there are almost no extra people.
In the side hall, candlelight was bright, and Zhou Qing was writing a book and recording something.
On one side, Yun Shu was packing away trivial things.
"We can leave in two or three days."
"Xi'er!"
"I really miss her."
Zhou Qing said calmly as his hands kept moving.
Nothing big happens here in Xianyang.
The matter of Marquis Wu Cheng has been dealt with.
Next...there are some little things.
Such as the volume of "The True Interpretation of Taiping" in my hand!
It is in line with the "Taiping Zhendao". Here in Guanzhong, Zongquan and Xiaoling have successfully established separate sects, but there are some obstacles in the comprehension of the true scripture.
So, here’s what I’ve recorded now.
"Um?"
"Sir, Dongjun is here."
I was putting some sundries away in the box when I suddenly felt something and looked outside the side hall, where... a familiar aura appeared in my perception.
Concubine Dongjun Yan.
Since the young master returned to Xianyang, he has visited the mansion many times.
In terms of spiritual practice...the progress has been considerable.
Therefore, I also have instructions... When Dongjun comes, there is no need to stop anything.
If Sister Yan Ling were here, I'm afraid she would have said something again. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but miss Sister Yan Ling and the others.
But...it's not bad to stay in Xianyang with the young master.
"The prince!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a beautiful figure stepped inside.
The gorgeous dark blue gown is covered with fine lines of gold threads on the three-legged divine bird. The candlelight is bright and the charm is obvious. The long hair is combed up at will and tied with a long hairpin.
A trace of dark golden mysterious light that has not yet dissipated flickered on the body, the graceful figure was swaying, the steps were high boots, and the ethereal voice was soft and slow.
"Has Your Majesty made any further requests for Mirage these days?"
Pointing to the empty space on the carpet beside him, Zhou Qing continued to write.
Mirage!
Since the death of Wuchenghou Wang Jian, His Majesty has become somewhat more enthusiastic about Mirage's eastward tour. When he made the eastward tour before, he was not in that mood.
born!
die!
It's a big fear after all.
"No urging!"
"But he ordered that the mirage should go eastward within two years at the latest!"
He took one step forward, followed by the fragrant wind, and knelt down beside the Duke, clasping his hands in front of him, casually reading the words recorded in the Duke's book.
Not unfamiliar.
In the past few days... the princes have been writing down this thing.
As for the question asked by the prince, Your Majesty... did not urge you many times.
But there is a deadline.
Heading east!
Must go.
"Mirage travels eastward!"
"I am also looking forward to it."
Zhou Qing smiled.
"The mirage travels eastward. If it really finds an overseas fairy mountain, then...will it directly refine the elixir of immortality on the fairy mountain?"
Yun Shu asked curiously.
Overseas fairyland!
Young Master once said that it is not really a mountain where immortals and gods live, but a place where natural materials and earthly treasures are everywhere, and there are many, many natural materials and earthly treasures.
There are even treasures of heaven, material and earth that transcend thousands of years of aura.
If so, I wonder if it would be troublesome to refine.
"It will be refined in the Fairy Mountain."
Dongjun responded affirmatively.
"No one has refined that kind of elixir since ancient times. What if... something goes wrong?"
Yun Shu suddenly thought of a very practical problem.
In theory!
There should also be a mysterious elixir when taken, such as the elixir of immortality.
Logically speaking, it is possible to refine that kind of elixir.
Just like the three meridians of a Taoist can reach the realm of integrating the body with all things.
"..."
"I don't know."
Dongjun was a little silent.
Elixir of Immortality.
I don't know much about this kind of elixir, and His Excellency Dong Huang didn't tell me much.
However, I believe in His Excellency Donghuang.
"That's a good question..."
Zhou Qing wrote the last word.
Put the pen on the pen holder, raise your hand, and a breeze will dry the ink.
Then, Yun Shu reached out and put his arms around Dong Jun. Yun Shu's question was a good one.
"Actually, it's nothing."
"There is a problem in refining the elixir. At best, the Yin and Yang family will no longer exist."
"What will you... do then?"
Donghuang Taiyi!
The Nine Palaces of the Divine Capital!
There are some things that Dongjun doesn't know much about.
However... many things don't need to be complicated; in the final analysis, they are very simple things.