The hexagram can only give the next picture after Fang Zheng takes action. Fang Zheng is anxiously thinking about the countermeasures, and the picture will not appear for no reason, but the mysterious man in black riding on the back of Jin Luan has been ruled out by Fang Zheng. All possible candidates for Yu Yi's secret.Could it be that the previous information was untrue, for example, that Qixi is not dead?Another example is that the old monarch of Yuyi lied?But in that case, any speculation would be untenable, and it would not meet the premise that the hexagram needs to be deduced logically.It must be the information he already knew, and the information is also true, but it just doesn’t correspond to it for the time being...

Fang Zheng felt that the divination became more difficult, but the information given was also much more important.Is this the beginning of "advanced" practice to a certain level?

Fang Zheng had a headache and thought, and the horses under him had obediently followed the warriors leading the way to the distant capital.He calmed down, and if he wanted to rescue Zifeng, he must not lose his footing.To collect some other information first, his gaze was involuntarily attracted by the architectural appearance of Yanglun City.Yanglun's city wall made of earth and stone is very strange. The height is gradually getting shorter, like a circle of conch.This peculiar shape does not seem to be effective in defense.The four tallest sculptures of witch spirits in the shape of humans and animals in the city are already very conspicuous. Could it be that the shape of the city wall also has a symbolic meaning?

"What's wrong with this city wall?" Fang Zheng asked Solan.

"In the past, Yanglun city walls were all nine ren high. They were built by Taikang, which violated Emperor Chongyu's decision to abolish the high walls. The lord will restore the ancestral system after succeeding to the throne. But tearing down such high walls is a waste of manpower. The lord ordered that every year during the slack season, a small part be slowly picked and demolished, and it took ten years to demolish half of it, and that's it."

Fang Zheng thought that Xia Zhongkang had a talent for artistic modeling, and he dismantled the city wall into a conch shape for aesthetics.Combined with his brother Taikang who died early to design the details of the Wuling statue.In ancient times, it was an artistic act to be able to build such a large statue of a god with stones.The artistic cells of the descendants of Dayu are quite developed, or maybe they got the inheritance from Tu Shanjiao?

As he walked towards the main gate of the capital, Fang Zheng observed the buildings in the city where the low walls were visible, and quickly speculated in his mind the approximate production situation of the city.At this time, the "enlightenment" white mist cooperated with him again, not the kind of details that required his actions, but the mist that told him general information.

Yanglun is one of the largest cities within the four realms. It is not like Raowo, the capital of Yuyi, which is only open to nobles and slave owners.There are many nominal "ordinary residents" living in Yanglun City.Of course, the family households who have the conditions to live in the capital can be regarded as the well-to-do middle and upper class among the people.Residents in the city mainly have three major production methods. The first is to live on the fields around the city.The second is in various "manufacturing" processing workshops in the city, such as jade workshops, wood workshops, mineral workshops and weaving workshops.The third thing that surprised Fang Zheng was the fishing industry.Only then did he realize that most of the cities in ancient times were built along rivers, and Yanglun was located in the north, where natural rainfall was relatively rare, so it was necessary to choose a site in a large river basin with abundant water resources.

And Fang Zheng also suddenly realized from the distant roar and the faintly visible waves as magnificent as ten thousand horses galloping into the sea: it must be the Yellow River.According to later legends, Dayu's flood control began at the Longmen Gorge of the Yellow River.Immediately, Fang Zheng thought of a very important question, "It was built next to the river, how do you deal with its diversion?"

The Yellow River has flooded too many times in history, and the saying "bean curd waist with copper head and iron tail" has gradually spread. The middle section of the Yellow River is like a wild horse that has run wild, and it will be diverted every few years to wreak havoc.Looking at the climate and environment, Yanglun should be located in the middle and upper reaches of the Yellow River.The fertile plains eroded by the rivers have nourished the people near the delta, but there are always dangers of flooding.Both the Yellow River and the Yangtze River are the mother rivers of civilization, bringing resources and suffering to people, making people survive, alerting people, and urging people to forge ahead.

"It hasn't changed much in the past few decades. There are mountains in the north, and the river in the south will not flow backwards. Moreover, Emperor Chongyu dug two flood diversion runoffs next to it. It is not afraid of flooding."

Fang Zheng calculated the orientation, and it turned out that mountains, south and water, and north have been the standard configuration of capitals since ancient times. In later generations, there was a capital called Xianyang. The south of the mountains and the north of the water are Yang. Xian means capital, and that's how the name came about.No wonder Yang Lun has "Yang" in his name.

All the way to the gate of the capital, where a large number of warriors are guarding.Heavily armed and well equipped.These are armored servicemen, their faces are full of unconcealable anger, but they have to hold back and make gestures to welcome Fang Zheng.The great shame and humiliation of being held hostage by the commander-in-chief made them unable to hold their heads up, but now Fang Zheng was invited into the city and swaggered all the way through the city, what a shame for them.

"They will project this kind of humiliation on you." Fang Zheng whispered to Solan, "In this way, your prestige will be reduced. Xia Zhongkang sits and watches, or did he arrange it on purpose? He is going to abandon you. See you at the banquet , don’t forget our bet.”

Although Solan said nothing, Fang Zheng felt that she was trying to control her breathing.Although she looked straight ahead with a blank expression, those warriors who admired her all day witnessed her being hijacked, which was almost a devastating blow to her dignity.She reminded herself repeatedly that as long as there is a chance to kill Fang Zheng, everything can be back on track.But as she got closer to Lord Xia Zhu's palace, she became more and more trembling.It was supposed to be her sanctuary, and she went home.But... in case that terrible bet is as cruel as Fang Zheng's assumption...

Fang Zheng's sight was dazzled by the bright reflected light of the jade pillars. This gorgeous building was built of pure white jade, which was very inconsistent with the simple and thrifty line of King Xia Zhu.

Some general white mist clips continued to inform Fang Zheng's general situation.

When Emperor Chongyu was in power, Yanglun was not the capital of the Yu Dynasty, but the northern city where Tu Shanjiao lived.Emperor Chongyu went through the house three times to control the flood without entering.Tu Shanjiao raised Xia Qi alone. She spent 20 years building a palace in Yanglun with snow-white jade.The emperor, who has always been frugal, allowed this kind of behavior because at that time, Tu Shanjiao was in charge of the jade mining in the north and developed the emery technology for polishing jade, which was very useful for making weapons and farm tools.

At that time, some engravings of the Huaxu people were excavated intermittently in the Hongshan area in the north. If you want to mine more mysterious and sturdy ruins made of obsidian, you need stronger and sharper emery technology.Jade waste was left over from the collection and forging process at the beginning, and the amount occupied too much space, so Emperor Chongyu acquiesced in Tu Shanjiao's construction of the jade palace project.Of course, it wasn't all smooth sailing.If Tu Shanjiao was well-behaved from the beginning to the end, she would not be Zu Jiang's woman.She is also fierce in technology, and the amount of waste is also very large.After running out of normal jade waste, she mined a lot more.In addition to the normal functions of the Jade Palace, there are also a lot of labor-intensive parts that are purely for artistic aesthetic preferences.

Fang Zheng complained in his heart that Taikang and Zhongkang's artistic cells were indeed inherited from their grandma.

At that time, Emperor Chongyu was out to control the water, and he returned to Raowo every three or four years, and Yanglun once every seven or eight years.Come and go.The few subordinates who remained in charge of the management disagreed with Tu Shanjiao and argued intermittently.But Yanglun is not the capital of the country, and Tu Shanjiao overshadows the sky here.Work was not interrupted.The explanation she gave was that Zu Jiang supported her, and the courtiers were all coveting her clan's wealth.However, the ministers of the Yu Dynasty reprimanded Tu Shanjiao for acting as a public servant for personal gain, and they also confiscated many things that did not belong to her.It's been arguing for years with no results.Emperor Chongyu finally succeeded in controlling the floods in his later years. When he came back and saw the magnificent palace, he almost fainted.It is said that he and Tu Shanjiao had a big fight over this.The whole thing is done, and Emperor Chongyu did not order the demolition of the white jade palace.It's just that I don't take a step into Yanglun until I die.

After the death of Emperor Chongyu, the territory of the Yu Dynasty split. The upper-level reason is of course that the two parties have different political ideas and are evenly matched.For economic reasons at the lower level, this jade palace may have sucked up too much people's fat, making them unable to maintain unity.Tu Shanjiao laid the foundation of the sharpest blade for Xia Zhu, and cost tens of thousands of people to death, including those from the Yu Dynasty and Zu Jiang. During the time-consuming project, some Zu Jiang people migrated and merged into Xia Zhu. Nagisa.At that time, Zu Jiang's reigning empress, Deng Bei, had a bitter heart and scolded Tu Shanjiao for dedicating too much to men, which was a shame to Zu Jiang's women.In the end, Tu Shanjiao did not return to Zu Jiang, and died in Yanglun's white jade palace.Xia Qi also ascended the throne here and designated Yanglun as the capital of the country.However, since Emperor Chongyu died of illness in Raowo, the capital of the Yu Dynasty, Yu Yi, who later established his capital there, claimed to be orthodox.Xia Qi has always been obsessed with taking back half of Yu Yi's land.In this way, the parents can also be buried together, but maybe this is just his wish.

After Xia Qi took office, he did not waste people and money like his mother, but continued to follow the line of benevolent emperor Chong Yudi.The jade-making technology and the Huaxu people's relic mining projects continued on a small scale.Xia Qi's other energies are devoted to perfecting the military and politics.Pang Meng sided with him, and began to carefully transform his small assassination force into a large assassination force, which was the predecessor of the Flying Badger Army.And Xia Qi also began to form his own monarch's guards, which became the predecessor of the armored army.The previous commanders of the armored army were personally appointed by the monarch, and they had a lot of connections, but they have changed five times in succession. It seems that the monarch Xia Zhu has a strange feeling in his bones.As the commander of the Flying Badger Army, Feng Meng has always been rock-solid.

After Fang Zheng learned about these past events, he was not surprised why the white jade palace in front of him was so beautifully carved, but there were many dust spots and spider webs gathered in the corners.It has not been repaired for many years, and it is probably another strange legacy left by Qi Jun.Don't waste time and money any more.

The palace has ten high-level steps, all of which are spliced ​​together with huge jade blocks.The warriors in armor asked Fang Zheng to dismount.This is not a rule of the later generations.The steps are slippery at first glance, and horses can't go up at all.

At this point, Fang Zheng did not hold Suo Lan hostage anymore, and he was not in a hurry to untie the acupoints he ordered for her.He pushed her towards the warriors in Kaiyue, and said calmly, "Is this the last chance to kill me?" Fang Zheng really felt the murderous aura flashing nearby.But those warriors in front of the hall finally didn't make a move explicitly.

"You guys, escort the Chinese leader in." Solan coughed, unable to hold the weapon with her weak hands and feet, turned her head and left in the opposite direction.A warrior stopped her, "Commander, my lord invites you to go in together."

"Report to the lord for me, I'll go to the dance doctor first." Solan gritted his teeth, "Untie this."

"Don't worry about it, Commander, there are measures for guarding." The samurai who sent the message was not wearing the uniform of an armored army. "Commander Pengmeng has made all the preparations. The banquet is about to start. Doctor Wu may not be able to cure Lord Fang Zheng's method. Will he not explain it to you when it is done?"

The word "things come true" made Solan's expression complicated, while Fang Zheng smiled sarcastically.The script really went in the direction he predicted.

At this time, Fang Zheng saw Xia Zhongkang walking from the hall to the top of the steps from a distance.He was really handsome, with a decent and warm smile.Standing on the steps to welcome the returnees who traveled far away.His clothes were not overly luxurious or rich.Yanglun has the best silk reeling and sericulture technology in the four territories, and every silk sweater weaves is a treasure.But Xia Zhongkang was still wearing practical clothes made of wild cotton and animal skins, but he wore an elegant and detached temperament.I don't care if those spider webs are about to fall on the top of my head.

He happened to be standing on a cracked jade brick.What he holds in his hand is not a cane for decoration and a symbol of power, but a handful of ear seedlings.There is still some mud on the hem of the clothes and the toes of the boots, as if he just walked out of the field.

Fang Zheng almost believed it. When he took a closer look, the hem of the clothes was in the opposite direction to the dirt on the shoes, as if it had been sprinkled on it... Fang Zheng was surprised when he couldn't laugh or cry: there was formalism so early?Great idea, but why bother?But Fang Zheng was dumbfounded and turned his head to see that many ordinary residents of Xiazhu were standing on the square outside the jade steps, and Xia Zhongkang himself could be seen.Their faces flashed the admiration and admiration of later generations like star fans.Fang Zheng understood immediately again.This style of dressing up can shorten the sense of distance and is very cordial.

Suo Lan said that he didn't know what people's hearts are, but Fang Zheng felt that Xia Zhongkang knew it very well.In this era when food and clothing are a luxury, being able to make formalism so successful is absolutely extraordinary.

Xia Zhongkang is now standing on the jade crack.Fang Zheng thought again, this buddy, dare to be the kind of person in later generations who "as long as there is a puddle within a radius of ten miles, he will definitely stand in the puddle when he speaks" (to highlight the depth of suffering and simplicity and thrift).If the stage changes to thousands of years later, at this moment, I should step forward and hold the monarch’s hand in a cordial and friendly way surrounded by cameras, like a front page photo in a newspaper, with a bright smile, showing the profound friendship between the two countries... ...No one could see that Fang Zheng wanted to pinch this guy's neck and growl to return Zifeng to me.

"I've heard about the name of the leader of the Chinese clan for a long time. So capable, I never thought he would be so young." When Xia Zhongkang talked to people, his expression was always smiling, a gentle and relaxing expression.It seems that I naturally know that my status is too far away, and I am trying my best to "downplay" the pressure that my excellence brings to others.Fang Zheng knows that the more this kind of person is, the more difficult it is to deal with.If you can control your smile, you can control your anger and pain.If a person can accurately control all his emotions, he will not make any mistakes in the process of interacting with others.This is terrifying and admirable.

Fang Zheng's mental age is 22 years old, but his body is 16 years old.He has spent five years in this time and space, and even if his mental age reaches 27, his physical age still seems to be only 21.Although the life expectancy of ancient people was generally short, the age of full maturity was in their twenties.But still very young for a tribal leader.No wonder Xia Zhongkang was emotional.

"It's not as good as you." Fang Zheng smiled, "I can be a king, but I was hiding in the ravine and dare not come out." Fang Zheng walked up the steps while talking.With so many people watching, Fang Zheng was even more convinced that he would not directly attack him here and now.But he is still vigilant.Although it wouldn't kill him right now, taking the opportunity to get some slow, sex, poison, and medicine on him was very much in line with Xia Zhu's style.Fang Zheng not only kept a distance, but also mobilized his six senses to avoid any slight movement, so as not to be plotted against.

"Suo Lan, you must be very tired. Persevere. You can take a good rest after the banquet is over. You have suffered, and I know it." Xia Zhongkang looked at his armored commander with all his heart, and said softly .At this moment, she can't climb up the jade steps with her own strength, so she can only let the two warriors support her.She choked up and saluted Xia Zhongkang.The seemingly calm and decisive temper was coaxed by this sentence to the point of tears.Fang Zheng snorted softly, and Xia Zhongkang was able to share the same good-natured tone, and said to Fang Zheng, "Suo Lan is my most important friend and subordinate, you must treat her well."

Fang Zheng almost stumbled on the white jade steps, thinking that he would start the see-saw scene again at the banquet.Lord Xia Zhu had already lifted the curtain for him.Not to mention that Solan's tearful expression instantly turned pale, as if he was about to faint, and he stared at Zhongkang without blinking.Fang Zheng didn't expect to get to the point so quickly, so he sighed leisurely and said, "Did the monarch treat my Lian Zifeng well?"

At the same time, Fang Zheng also knew that after asking this sentence, this unpalatable meal was not just because it could not be served on the table.I'm afraid it won't be over until the blood is stained.

"It's good, trust me. Patriarch Fang Zheng, this may be his best life." Xia Zhongkang's smile still did not fade. "I know you want to see him very much. Don't worry. I have made good arrangements. It's just that it may not be possible today-today is the day when the three of them are reunited."

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