Fu Xiaoguan looked at Fan Tianning.
After waiting for a long time, Fan Tianning slowly spoke and continued, "About a hundred years ago, there was a civil war in the Wu Dynasty. Over 300,000 Yellow Shirt Army invaded the Liluo Plateau and fought against over 100,000 Imperial Guards of the Wu Dynasty on the Liluo Plateau."
"That battle was the famous Heavenly Punishment Battle in Wu Dynasty history."
"According to common sense, there's no way a hundred thousand-plus Imperial Guards could withstand a force of over three hundred thousand Yellow Shirts. That wasn't a battle to defend the city, but a major battle on the Liluo Plateau."
"But the Imperial Guards won that battle. The reason for their victory was the anger of the mountain god of the perennially snowy Great Snow Mountain south of the Liluo Plateau!"
"The headquarters of the 300,000-strong Yellow Shirt Army was at the foot of the Great Snow Mountain. Just as the battle was about to begin, everyone on the Liluo Plateau witnessed a strange sight. People in later generations called it the Sun Shining on the Golden Mountain!"
"Just as everyone was stunned by the spectacle of the sun shining on the golden mountain, there was a loud thunder in the sky, and then the snow on the snowy mountain rushed down like a raging tide."
Fu Xiaoguan was stunned. Avalanche!
"The divine punishment begins at that moment!"
"Over 300,000 Yellow Shirts committed a heinous act, alarming the heavens. The heavens brought down divine punishment. The mountain god shook his body, and a torrent of snow instantly engulfed the Yellow Shirts' headquarters. Only a few thousand cavalry escaped."
"Three hundred thousand people offered sacrifices to the mountain god, and the ten years of civil strife in the Wu Dynasty were quelled. Since then, the place for offering sacrifices to the gods has been moved to the foot of the Great Snow Mountain."
"Now, at the foot of the Great Snow Mountain, there is a huge temple dedicated to the Martial Dynasty, so this Star-Picking Terrace no longer serves as a place for offering sacrifices to the heavens. It was subsequently incorporated into the Mirror Lake Villa, and has become your exclusive private property."
Fan Tianning shook his head, "The world is unpredictable!"
Fu Xiaoguan was thinking that the temple was built at the foot of the snow-capped mountains. If there was another avalanche... would this be considered a punishment from heaven or a man-made disaster?
If it happened in the Yu Dynasty, he would definitely try every possible means to persuade His Majesty to abolish the temple, but this happened in the Wu Dynasty. Even though Emperor Wen showed him great kindness that he himself could hardly imagine, he knew that he could not convince Emperor Wen at all.
Regarding God, in the minds of the ancients, it is the supreme existence.
The so-called divine mandate is the highest will of imperial power—why am I the emperor? Because it was granted to me by God! Therefore, you are all ministers, which is why the "Book of Songs", "Xiaoya", and "Beishan" say: "All under heaven is the king's land, and all the people in the world are the king's subjects."
This is the basis for the emperor to rule the world. With Fu Xiaoguan's ability, he certainly cannot compete with the gods. If he really dares to tell Emperor Wen that he wants to demolish the temple, Emperor Wen will probably turn against him immediately and demolish it.
So this thought didn't even flash through his mind.
If it was really a coincidence that a huge avalanche occurred when Emperor Wen went to offer sacrifices to heaven, it can only be said to be God's will!
After Fan Tianning finished telling the story and expressed his feelings, he asked about what happened in Jinshui Tower yesterday evening.
"Yesterday afternoon, Gao Yanei came to the Fan Kingdom Embassy to invite me, but I had something else to do and didn't go. Then I heard that you had a conflict with him - you'd better be careful with his father! Factory Master Gao Xian is not someone you can easily deal with. He is extremely ruthless. The inner factory has tens of thousands of embroidered servants, and he has recruited many martial arts masters. It's easy to dodge an open attack, but it's hard to guard against an arrow from the dark!"
Fu Xiaoguan nodded. Gao Yanei suffered a loss, and his father would most likely find an opportunity to get revenge.
Fan Tianning's entourage brought two tables from Xiankelai. Second senior brother Gao Yuanyuan occupied one table alone, and the rest of the people sat around another. Fu Xiaoguan took a look at the people who came and found that Ning Siyan did not come up.
They were happily eating and drinking on the Star Picking Terrace. Ning Siyan was lying on a chair outside the small building at the door, twisting his huge wine-sweetened naan in his hand, looking up at the bright starry sky, and drinking intermittently.
In front of him stood a young man who kept looking at Ning Siyan and said, "Your sword...I'm afraid it's rusted!"
Ning Siyan raised the corner of her mouth, but asked something irrelevant: "Did Beiwangchuan... also go to Luomei Mountain?"
The young man frowned. "I don't dare ask where my master is going, but before he left, he said that Su Su from the Taoist temple has come to Guanyun City. The ten-year agreement between my master and the temple master ends this year. I want to go in and challenge Su Su. What do you mean by stopping me?"
Ning Siyan took a sip of wine and smacked her lips twice. "Not everyone can enter Jinghu Villa. Since I'm the gatekeeper here, of course I have to guard the door for him."
This young man turned out to be Yan Guilai, a disciple of Bei Wangchuan!
A scornful smile appeared on his face. "The dignified Ning Siyan has actually sunk to the point of working as a doorman for Fu Xiaoguan of the Yu Dynasty. You truly bring honor to the people of the Wu Dynasty."
Ning Siyan was not angry at all because of this sentence, and even the expression on his face remained calm.
He didn't say anything else, still looking at the starry sky, as if he felt that the stars were extremely beautiful.
Yan Guilai took off the bow he was carrying, put an arrow on it, and pointed it at Ning Siyan. "If I must go in, will you draw your sword?"
Before he finished speaking, a flash of silver light appeared - just a flash, and then a "clang...!" sound was heard.
That was the sound of a long sword being sheathed.
His face turned pale instantly, and even cold sweat broke out.
The arrow he had on his bow was actually cut in half by the silver light, and he didn't even see how Ning Siyan drew the sword!
Ning Siyan's sword was not only not rusted, but sharper than before. This made him realize in an instant the huge gap between them, and realized that Ning Siyan was about to step into the threshold of the Saint level!
Ning Fatian was extremely skilled in swordsmanship because he was extremely emotional.
Ning Siyan forgot her sword because she forgot her love!
This was not something Yan Guikan saw; these two comments were made by his master Bei Wangchuan!
"If Ning Siyan completely forgets about the sword, he can become a true martial arts saint."
Ning Siyan obviously had not forgotten everything at this moment, because he drew his sword and sword marks were left. So, could he really forget the sword that had been with him for so many years?
Yan Guilai put away his bow, bowed, turned around and left Jinghu Villa. Ning Siyan stood up and picked up the broken arrow on the ground. He looked at it for a long time, then lay back on the chair, drinking wine and looking at the starry sky.
His understanding of Fu Xiaoguan was still superficial, but he suddenly admired this boy very much.
Firstly, it was because he wrote the exquisite poem "Zheguiling" on the painting "Sad Mandarin Ducks". Secondly, he was very curious about why the Taoist temple, one of the four holy places in the world, sent so many disciples to follow Fu Xiaoguan?
"How about I just sell my life to him?"
"Bei Wangchuan, I'll wait for you to recover!"
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