Lou Feng's figure flashed and rushed into the six gates of Qiantang.
In the study, Yang Qingyuan, who was analyzing the intelligence of the Qinglong Society, also disappeared into the study.
"Captain Lou, what clues did you find?"
Lou Feng glanced around, and then said to Yang Qingyuan, "Mr. Yang, if this matter is strange, you should go to the study to talk about it!"
The two of them returned to the study again, and Yang Qingyuan's trip was in vain!
"What did you find?"
"Master Yang, I found out about the Yin soldiers borrowing money!!"
Yang Qingyuan's pupils shrank slightly when he heard this. He originally thought it was the Qinglong Society and the Money Gang who had news, but he didn't expect that it was the Yin soldiers borrowing money.
In the whole case, the underworld soldiers borrowing money is the most bizarre and unscientific thing.
Although Yang Qingyuan found some clues by the river, it was just his own personal testimony. There was no real evidence to show who made the Yin Soldier Passage and how it was made!
"According to the rumors of the people in Yuezhou, there are ancient Yue people in the mountains of Yuezhou who can drive away wild beasts and communicate with ghosts and gods. When I was investigating this matter, I met a woodcutter. He said that he had seen ancient Yue people communicating with the dead?
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"Guyue people?!"
Guyue are the descendants of the emperor clan of the ancient human race. They are seven or eight thousand miles from Jiaozhi to Kuaiji, and there are many hundreds of Yue people, each with their own caste.
The ancient Yue Kingdom was established in Yuezhou, and Yuezhou got its name from this.
With the evolution of history, the people of the Later Jin Dynasty migrated to the south, and the Yue people gradually integrated into the Chinese people who moved south. Until now, there is almost no difference between the Yue people and the Chinese people.
Baiyue, Huaxia, Dongyi, and Jingwu are listed as the four major origins of the Han people.
"Are there any Baiyue people in Yuezhou now?!"
"Yes!" Lou Feng nodded and replied, "Most of the people in Yuezhou are actually descendants of the Yue people, including the ancestors of the humble position, who are also of the Guyue clan. However, there are still a small number of Guyue people who live in seclusion in the mountains and do not register their household registration.
Obey the government order! Several Yuezhou governors tried to resolve this matter, but to no avail!"
"You mean, the Yin soldiers borrowing money might have something to do with the Guyue people?!"
"Yes! The ancient Yue people can access the underworld, and the issue of borrowing money from the Yin soldiers is probably related to them!"
Yang Qingyuan frowned. He had made a guess about the Yin soldiers borrowing money, and this guess was indeed somewhat related to the Guyue clan.
"Lou Captou, do you know where to find the Guyue clan?!"
"Shanyin County, Jishan, Emperor Yu's Mausoleum!"
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Shanyin Mansion was originally called Kuaiji Mansion.
During the Sui and Tang Dynasties, Yuezhou was established to govern Kuaiji.
Later, the former Qin Shihuang visited here and changed its name to Shanyin.
After the collapse of the former Qin Dynasty, the former Song Dynasty was established. Emperor Gaozong moved south and established Qiantang as the capital of the country. He changed Shanyin to Shaoxing and established it as the accompanying capital.
The former Song Dynasty was destroyed by the Daqian Dynasty. Taizu of this dynasty established the country, recovered the Central Plains, and changed Shaoxing to Shanyin, which was the seat of Yuezhou.
Di Zhiyuan was surprised to see Yang Qingyuan return to Yuezhou.
"Sir, why are you and Miss Liu back?" Di Zhiyuan couldn't help but be confused when he looked at Yang Qingyuan and Yang Qingyuan who had suddenly returned.
"We found out something related to the Yin soldiers borrowing pay, and it was related to Jishan of Shanyin Mansion, so we rushed back!"
Di Zhiyuan looked curious. It seemed that Yang Qingyuan must have confirmed that the incident was man-made, otherwise he wouldn't have this expression.
As we all know, Yang Qingyuan is a contradictory person who does not believe in ghosts, but is afraid of ghosts.
I thought about materialism in my mouth, but my heart trembled.
"This matter should be related to the ancient Yue family living in seclusion in the mountains and forests of Shanyin County!"
Di Zhiyuan was slightly startled, "The surviving family of Ancient Yue?!"
He was born in the north and has been in the north since he became an official. He knows very little about things in the south. Although he knows about the ancient Yue family, it is only limited to this name.
"Yes! The matter of the Yin soldiers borrowing money may have something to do with them! I'm going to check it out! If we find out the truth about the Yin soldiers borrowing money, we may find the whereabouts of the money!"
Until now, the biggest mystery in this case is how the wages in the box were transferred?
Although Yang Qingyuan still doesn't know the reason, it is probably related to the drama of borrowing money from the Yin soldiers.
Otherwise, this group of people wouldn’t have put so much thought into putting on this scene!
"The Guyue people are said to be hiding in the mountains and forests of the south. Do you know where they are?!" Di Zhiyuan was a little worried. These people are not that easy to find!
"It's near Jishan Mountain in Shanyin, near the Mausoleum of Emperor Yu!"
Yang Qingyuan has obtained the exact information.
"Zhiyuan, have you made any progress here?!"
Di Zhiyuan spread his hands helplessly, "I have already finished interrogating the escorting soldiers. Apart from the ghost soldiers borrowing pay, there is nothing unusual along the way. I have no clue when the pay was lost!"
Yang Qingyuan patted Di Zhiyuan on the shoulder, "Check slowly. As long as it was done by humans, there will definitely be traces and flaws! I'm going to look for the Guyue clan, hoping to get some clues!"
After looking for a guide who was familiar with Jishan, Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu appeared and headed to the legendary Tomb of Emperor Yu.
Emperor Yu’s Mausoleum, also known as Yu’s Cave, is the burial place of the ancient sage Emperor Yu.
With Mount Kuaiji in the back and Yuchi in front, it is located at the foothills of Kuaiji Mountain outside Jishan Gate in the southeast of Shanyin Prefecture in Yuezhou.
There are nine fields in the sky, nine states in the earth, nine mountains in the earth, and nine fortresses in the mountains.
Kuaiji Mountain located in Shanyin Prefecture is the first of these nine mountains.
Emperor Yu granted Mount Tai and Zen to Kuaiji.
In his later years, Emperor Yu summoned the princes from all over the world to gather together at Kuaiji Mountain. After the funeral, he was buried here.
Because of the great political significance of Emperor Yu's Mausoleum, successive governors of Yuezhou would send people to guard it and repair it regularly.
Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu followed the guide to the foot of Emperor Yu's mausoleum and bowed nine times to Emperor Yu's mausoleum.
Emperor Yu was the ancient holy emperor. He controlled floods and brought life to the people. He dug dragon gates to dredge rivers. He united the princes to control the world. He cast nine cauldrons to pacify the eight wastelands.
Wei Yu’s achievements were attributed to the common prosperity of Jiuzhou and the Tang Dynasty.
No matter where you stand, you deserve this gift.
After paying homage to the ancient Holy Emperor, Yang Qingyuan asked the guide to leave first. It was time to get to work next!
Yang Qingyuan closed his eyes and concentrated, and a Taoist charm that blended into nature rippled through his body.
Blend into the space between heaven and earth for a short time to enhance your spiritual awareness.
After a moment, Yang Qingyuan opened his eyes, "It is indeed an ancient method of refining qi. It does have its own uniqueness. It is obviously just a Yuanhua realm, but it almost concealed it from my spiritual sense."
After saying this, Yang Qingyuan's figure disappeared and he shot towards the woods nearby.
The person hiding in the forest also knew that he had been discovered by Yang Qingyuan, and immediately turned around and ran away. His movement seemed to be designed to adapt to the mountain forest. The lush woods and winding vines seemed to have no effect on his speed.
In the blink of an eye, the hidden person had jumped ten feet away, but his figure had almost no impact on the surrounding trees.
If it were another person, even a light kung fu master like the Green-winged Bat King would have a hard time catching up with this person in this dense forest.
But Yang Qingyuan is different. In this world where talented people and strangers emerge in endlessly, his Qinggong is not only unparalleled in the world, but it is also close to the peak.
The self-created "Stairs to the Sky" incorporates some of the secrets of Lingbo Weibu's movement skills, allowing you to move freely even in dense forests.
Suddenly, Yang Qingyuan stopped in front of this person.
"Please wait a moment, I don't mean any harm!"
But this person obviously refused to believe Yang Qingyuan's words. As soon as his figure moved, he jumped to the side.
Looking at the jumping voice, Yang Qingyuan whispered, "Sorry, I'm rude!"
Immediately, an innate invisible sword energy was slashed out. Just when the person was about to step on a branch to borrow strength, the sword energy passed by and the branch he was borrowing from was instantly cut off.
Those who escaped also fell from the air because their old strength was exhausted and new strength was not yet generated.
When he stood up again, Yang Qingyuan was already in front of him.
"If I really had bad intentions, that sword strike just now would have been enough to kill you!"
Although it doesn’t sound good, it’s true!
"what you up to?!"
The hidden man raised his head. He was a middle-aged man with simple attire, which was far from the open folk customs of today's Great Zhou Dynasty.
"Let me introduce myself first! My name is Yang Qingyuan, the chief minister of Dali Temple, and the deposed envoy of Yuezhou!"
After hearing Yang Qingyuan's introduction, the middle-aged man felt a sense of vigilance.
The Guyue people have always been independent from the control of the imperial court and were in a semi-hidden state. When someone from the imperial court suddenly came, what did they want to do?
"I just have one thing I want to ask the Guyue people." Yang Qingyuan took off his sword from his waist.
"Do you recognize this sword?!"
When the middle-aged man saw the sword, he was stunned.
Most of the divine swords in Tianji Tower are famous swords from ancient times, and 90% of them are from swordsmiths of the ancient Yue tribe.
When it comes to sword-making craftsmanship, the Ancient Yue people are unparalleled in the world.
And the sword in Yang Qingyuan's hand is the pinnacle work of the ancient Yue Kingdom swordsmith Ou Yezi, the magic weapon that once ranked second in the Tianji Tower Divine Sword Book, Zhan Lu!
"Is this really Zhanlu?!"
Yang Qingyuan handed the sword in his hand to the middle-aged man, "See for yourself!"
The middle-aged man wiped his hands on his clothes again and again, three or four times, and only after confirming that his hands were clean and free of dirt did he dare to take the sword from Yang Qingyuan's hand!
His attitude is as pious as worshiping a god.
"Keng!"
The middle-aged man slowly pulled out Zhan Lu, and a pure black long sword appeared in front of him.
The ancient long sword is a blunt sword with no edge.
The sword energy on the blade does not have a trace of killing intent, and the sword intention is pure and awe-inspiring.
This unique sword charm cannot be imitated by ordinary swords. Only the Divine Weapon of Rendao, which once ranked second in the Divine Sword Book, can have such a sword charm.
"It is indeed Zhan Lujian!"
After sighing, the middle-aged man took Zhanlu back into its sheath and handed it to Yang Qingyuan respectfully.
When it returned to Yang Qingyuan's hands, Zhan Lu, who was still in the sheath, let out a clear sword cry, seeming to be excited to be back in the hands of his master.
"Zhanlu recognizes his master?!"
The middle-aged man was once again surprised. It was already rare to find a magical weapon that had been lost for many years. The official of the Zhou court in front of him could actually be recognized by Zhan Lu as his master.
However, this also made the middle-aged people let down their guard against Yang Qingyuan.
The divine sword has a spirit and automatically chooses its master.
Zhanlu is the sword of benevolence, so his sword master must not be a treacherous person.
"I wonder if you have anything to ask about, Your Excellency?!"
The middle-aged man changed his attitude just now.
"I don't know if I can take you to your residence. I won't be able to tell for a while!"
The middle-aged man agreed after a slight hesitation.
"Wangshu!" Yang Qingyuan called Wangshu who had been following him. When Liu Wangshu appeared, the middle-aged man stared at her, no, I should say staring at the ancient sword in her hand!
It was like seeing a stunning beauty.
However, having said that, Liu Wangshu herself is a beauty that has captivated the country, but in the eyes of middle-aged people, she is not as beautiful as the Fuyao Sword in her hand.
Then the middle-aged man came and took Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu towards the depths of Jishan Mountain. Although Yang Qingyuan was not a social cow, he could have a happy chat with any normal person if he wanted to.
From the exchange, Yang Qingyuan learned that this middle-aged man named Ou Zhao was not only a warrior in the Yuanhua realm, but also a swordsmith of the Guyue tribe.
No wonder Yang Qingyuan saw that his right arm was much thicker than his left arm. It must have been made by swinging a hammer over many years.
This middle-aged man liked famous swords, so Yang Qingyuan started chatting with him about swords.
"Brother Ou, I still have an ancient sword in my hand. It is the famous sword Tianwen in ancient times. It was once the sword of the former Qin Shihuang! The blade is so sharp that it can cut through gold and jade."
"Tianwen, I once heard my master say that it was a divine sword made in the land of Jingchu. It is different from the sword-making method of our ancient Yue people. It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to see it!" The middle-aged man said this
I can't help but feel a sense of regret.
For a swordsmith like him, tasting a famous sword is like a drunkard encountering a century-old wine, or a martial artist encountering a peerless magic skill.
"If Brother Ou doesn't give up, you can come to the capital to find me in your spare time. When the time comes, I can lend Brother Ou this sword for a look!"
From the simple exchange, Yang Qingyuan could almost conclude that this person was a master swordsmith with extremely high sword-making skills.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yang Qingyuan admires talents with special skills like this the most.
For example, Yuxu Xingxing Cui Keqin is now the resident alchemist of Dali Temple because of Yaya.
With her in charge of Dali Temple, all kinds of elixirs are available in Dali Temple, and the casualty rate of Dali Temple's field service has also been greatly reduced.
If you can refine medicine, wouldn't it be better if you have someone who can refine swords?
As the high-end combat power of Dali Temple increases, the demand for high-quality weapons exceeds supply.
We can't always let these people use standard weapons!
The two chatted all the way and came to a smooth stone wall.
At first glance, Yang Qingyuan thought it was an ordinary stone wall, but after careful observation, he discovered that there were small fine lines on the stone wall.
Ou Zhao walked up to the stone wall and knocked on one of them seven times regularly, and the stone door suddenly opened.
"Brother Yang, Miss Liu, please!"
The three of them entered the stone wall, "This mechanism has a bit of the Mo family's handiwork!"
Yang Qingyuan said casually.
When Ou Zhao heard this, he immediately explained, "Brother Yang really has a good eye! This is indeed the work of the ancient Mohist machine master!"
I don't know if it's because Yang Qingyuan is the master of Zhanlu Sword, so Ou Zhao doesn't have much guard against him and answers all questions Yang Qingyuan has.
The group of people walked in the heart of the mountain for a long time.
At the beginning it was very narrow, and then I was able to understand people. After walking hundreds of steps, I suddenly became enlightened.
When the three of them walked out of the stone wall, a paradise appeared in the eyes of Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu.
The land is flat and vast, with well-groomed houses, fertile fields, beautiful ponds, and mulberry and bamboo trees. There is traffic on the streets, chickens and dogs hear each other, yellow hair hangs down, and everyone is enjoying themselves.
"Alas, Uncle Ou?! You're back!...Alas! Who are these two?"
A girl saw Ou Zhao and immediately waved her hands to say hello, but she stopped waving when she saw Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu beside him.
The Guyue people are in a semi-secluded state. Although they are not completely cut off from the outside world, they can still come to this Guyue secluded place, and most of them are acquaintances.
But she had never seen Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu at all.
"These two are my guests, I want to take them to see my master!"
Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu followed Ou Zhao and watched him greet him all the way. Yang Qingyuan also smiled and nodded, but Liu Meizi's expression seemed a little stiff.
The two followed Ou Zhao to a wooden house by the river. Various swords were hung outside the wooden house. There was also a huge rotating waterwheel above the river, which continuously provided power and clean water to the wooden house.
The sound of forging iron could be heard from time to time in the wooden house.
"Master, there is a guest who wants to see you!"
Ou Zhao did not go in directly, but stood outside the wooden house and shouted.
"Let them wait!" The sound of blacksmithing in the room stopped, but after the people in the room finished speaking, the sound of blacksmithing started again.
Ou Zhao smiled awkwardly, "Brother Yang, I'm sorry! My master is like this! Once he starts making swords, he can't stop!"
"It doesn't matter. It's understandable that you become a madman if you respect your master and love the sword!"
Although Ou Zhao's master didn't want to see him, Yang Qingyuan had a way to get him out.
"Wangshu, draw your sword!"
"Keng!"
"Zheng!"
Zhan Lu, unsheathed his sword, and with the sound of unsheathing, two sword intents soared up into the sky!
At the same time, the sound of blacksmithing in the house also stopped.
After a few breaths, an old man with a white beard rushed out of the cabin, shouting, "Where's the sword?! Where's the sword?!"
Then, the old man saw the long sword in Yang Qingyuan's hand, which was completely black and had no sharp edge but was kind and kind. His eyes were full of obsession.
Yang Qingyuan flicked his wrist, and the sword fell into the old man's hand!
"The hero of hardware, the essence of the sun, has a spirit when he comes out of it, and he has authority when he obeys him. He is like the way of heaven, supervising the world!"
The old man held Zhan Lu and murmured to himself, "That's right! That's it, the Zhan Lu sword! I never thought that I would still be able to see this lost and peerless sword in my lifetime."
After holding Zhanlu and looking at it for a long time, the old man noticed the Fuyao in Liu Wangshu's hand.
The old man carefully held Zhan Lu and walked to Liu Wangshu, "Excuse me, please lend me the sword and take a look!"
The eyes were full of the famous sword Fuyao, but there was no Liu Wangshu at all.
Liu Wangshu was not a stingy person, so he handed the Fuyao Sword to the old man.
Fuyao is different from Zhanlu, but it is a famous sword in the pre-Tang Dynasty.
The great roc climbs with the wings of the wind, and the flying rainbow flies straight up to leave the world.
It is difficult to carry a flying wave far away from Cangming Mountain, and it is difficult to kill Peng Tuan with a smile.
Although the famous sword Fuyao is not as good as ancient magic weapons like Zhan Lu, it is still a rare magic sword.
After tasting for a long time, the old man with a white beard reluctantly returned Fuyao and Zhanlu to Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu, then sorted out the descriptions and bowed to Yang Qingyuan and the two.
"I have met two of the ancient Yue people and contemporary Ouye!"