Chapter 89 A strange motto left behind by a drunken man
After the evening meal.
The breeze blows, taking away the heat between heaven and earth. Standing in front of the window, this coolness is far more comfortable than that cup of herbal tea.
This season, ice is very hard to find, all over the world,
Only the royal family has Tibetan ice, so they can live comfortably in this midsummer.
The Imperial Prefect's Mansion had ice storage sent by Ying Quliang, which also caused Huang to ignore it. Making ice with saltpeter was too simple.
I took a cold bath and sat on the bed.
Looking at the moonlight shining through the window,
It's like a layer of silver glow is spread on the ground.
Xinzheng is located in the Central Plains,
It's much hotter than Yueyang, and mosquitoes fly around at night.
If there were no mosquitoes buzzing around, Huang would be more interested.
There is a guesthouse, but it is just an ordinary guesthouse. It is a hard life for the locals, so it is naturally not as wealthy as Dongxiangchun.
At this moment, the idea of developing the hotel industry suddenly came up in Huang's heart. When the initial capital accumulation was completed, it would develop to the entire Central Plains.
In this way, wherever he goes, he can stay in a guest house for free, and he will be more comfortable living in his own home.
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Prime Minister's Mansion.
"Shen Xiang,
There is news coming,
Qin Guoshi entered Xinzheng not long ago and stayed in a guest house..." After hearing the report from the civil servant,
Shen Buhui frowned.
Huang's identity has long been made public.
Shen Bu harmed the Prime Minister Han and intended to change the law to strengthen Han. He knew the situation of all the countries. Especially after Wei Yang entered Qin, his attention to Qin was second only to Wei.
As a new star who suddenly appeared in Qin's political arena, Shen Buhe naturally paid attention to Huang.
But apart from the massacre of the Rongdi tribe and the display of illustrious martial arts in Zhujing Temple, the only news is that Huang escorted Gongshu Cuo to Anyi.
He activated the secret power of the Korean clan, but the information he learned was still limited, which made his judgment on Huang too superficial.
From the information he got, Huang was an authentic martial artist.
Shen Buhai didn't believe this conclusion. How could a king like Ying Quliang, who was able to issue orders seeking talents, appoint a warrior to be the national advisor of Qin?
In Shen Buhe's view, what Qin State lacked most was not military men, but civil servants.
"Let our people keep an eye on Qin Guoshi secretly and not alert him. If there is any trouble,
Report it to me immediately."
"promise."
Watching the clerk leave,
Shen Buyu murmured to himself: "Master Qin,
Entering Xinzheng at this time,
What is the intention?"
Shen Buhai knew clearly that no one could answer this question for him, and he needed to find the answer to everything by himself.
He didn't expect that before he faced Wei Yang, he would have to face Huang.
The moonlight shrouded the earth, and the world returned to calmness from the noise, and finally fell into silence, as if everything had returned to zero and returned to the beginning of chaos.
In the dark night sky, in the silent silence, new life is born.
The next day.
At the end of Pingdan (approximately five o'clock in the morning), Huang was already practicing martial arts in the courtyard. There is no way to retreat on the road to martial arts. Only by working hard day by day can we achieve great success.
The sun rises, the purple energy comes from the east, and the light sweeps across the heaven and earth, making the world full of vitality with its vast power.
Nowadays, Huang has not only practiced Tai Chi, but also started to practice Baji and other boxing techniques, sword techniques, claw techniques, leg techniques, and even light body techniques.
Bringing hundreds of families into one.
The martial arts training lasted until the beginning of the meal (7 o'clock in the morning) before it ended. I paid for the waiter in the guest house to boil hot water, washed up, and left the guest house after eating the morning meal.
The three people wandered around the streets of Xinzheng and could clearly feel the depression and neglect of Xinzheng. In Xinzheng city, the houses are old, the shops are deserted, there are few pedestrians, and only a few cars and horses.
"Master, the weather in Xinzheng is almost the same as that in Yueyang!"
"Haha, if you are poor, you will change. If you change, you will be prosperous. If you are general, you will be prosperous." Huang looked at the streets of Xinzheng and sighed with emotion: "If it hadn't reached this point, how could Han Hou be determined to change the law to strengthen Han."
"The current situation of South Korea and Qin is not much different, good, but not much better."
The three of them wandered around the streets and unknowingly arrived at a civilian area near the old town of Xinzheng, where they sat at an old wine stall.
"Waiter, serve the wine."
"Come on, what do you want?" The waiter said with a smile on his face. It was obvious that the business of this wine stall was not good, but it was hard to find customers, so he was naturally very enthusiastic.
"A pot of Korean wine, a plate of dishes to go with the wine, you can make some Korean specialties." Huang ordered, looking around.
A quarter of an hour later, the waiter brought the wine and food.
"Guest, please feel free to call me if you need anything." The waiter smiled broadly and pointed to a shady place: "I'll be right there."
"Little brother, wait a minute!"
After taking a sip of Korean wine, Huang stopped the waiter and glanced at Yang, who took out the Wei Guo Dao Coin from his waist and put it on the table.
"I have something to ask you, as long as you answer it to my satisfaction." Huang pointed to the weapon on the desk: "It will be yours."
Looking at the old Wei Guo coins on the desk, the waiter was instantly moved, and he quickly smiled flatteringly at Huang Xian: "Guests can ask, but as long as I know, I will never hide it."
This old sword coin from Wei State was enough for him to spend half a month. The waiter's eyes were full of longing.
Seeing this scene, Huang's smile became even stronger. The world is bustling with people, and everyone wants to benefit. Sometimes, money opens the way, and often achieves incredible results.
"It is said that the Yellow Emperor's floating mound is located in Xinzheng City, as well as the jade bed and jade pillow..." Huang gradually began to induce.
When the waiter heard Huang's question, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He thought it was some big deal, which frightened him.
"This guest, my ancestors have always been here. Xinzheng was expanded on the ruins of Youxiong family. As for what was unearthed, outsiders don't know."
At this point, the waiter's voice became much lower: "Over the years, people have come to inquire about this matter and look for the Yellow Emperor's Fuqiu."
"There are many rumors, but they are all rumors and cannot be taken as true."
Huang gestured to the central government and took out a knife coin again, and then said to the waiter: "Tell me about this rumor. Along the way, I have traveled all over the world, and I have exhausted all kinds of rumors about strange people and strange things in various places."
When the waiter saw Huang Jiazu, his eyes couldn't help but shine: "When I was a child, I heard my elder father talk about what he said when he was drunk..."
Huang glanced at Yang, and Yang slapped a knife coin on the desk again. Huang chuckled: "If I am satisfied, they will all be yours."
"Easy to say, easy to say."
The waiter pondered for a moment and then said to Huang: "My eldest father is talking about it. It's been a long time and I can't remember it clearly."
"The general meaning is that if you have the Xiong Zeze, you will dominate in future generations, and you will realize the Yellow Emperor's floating hills and live forever."
"There has always been a legend in Xinzheng that the elixir of life and the ancient method of ascending to immortality are hidden in the ruins of the Yellow Emperor."
The waiter glanced at Huang anxiously, smiled bitterly, and said: "But the guests have also seen that there is an elixir of immortality in this world, and the kings of Zheng and South Korea are still old, sick, and dead..."