Chapter 70: It's All Stories

The things were taken away, and they couldn't come out for a while, and everyone in the palace was a little hungry at this time, and after Li Shimin ordered them to go down, from time to time, Gong E brought out some snacks to satisfy everyone's hunger.

Li Shimin ate some snacks, and after taking another sip of soup, he asked Yang Wenhua with some curiosity: "Since the master said, follow the master from the west and return to the east."

I think I'm well-informed, can you tell me about what I've seen along the way? ”

"The saint wanted to hear it, and the poor monk said that because of the war in the Central Plains, the ancestor had the idea of floating in the sea by riding the pole.

When he went to sea, the poor monk was still young, and he only remembered that the teacher took the poor monk to sit in a carriage for more than ten days, and then found a lonely island, recruited more than 30 young people, and built a galleon in half a year.

After that, we went west along the coast, and after a year, the coast turned south, and then the coast suddenly turned northward for another half year, and the coast continued westward for another half year, and we actually arrived at Tianzhu after another year. ”

"What, after three years of stop-and-go, you can actually reach Tianzhu?"

Li Shimin was surprised, Xuanzang and a group of monks in the hall heard Yang Wenhua's words, and their eyes immediately lit up.

There was also a whisper in the hall.

"Yes, it is indeed Tianzhu, there are not only high noses and deep eyes, but also hair of different colors, and most of them have curly hair.

In fact, Tianzhu is not only Buddhism, the sects they believe in are extremely diverse and complex, and more people believe in Brahmaism.

At that time, the various sects were constantly fighting each other, and the teacher did not like it, so he took us and left Tianzhu in a hurry. ”

"After a year, the teacher took us out of Tianzhu, and after that, the complexion of the people we met began to get darker and darker, until it was as black as ink.

Those blacks were still in the hunting era, and they didn't have their own civilization, and the teacher didn't stay there too much. ”

"It took another two years for us to leave the territory of the blacks and enter the territory of a group of whites.

This boundary is actually the former Western Great Qin, and now it is called the Enamel Empire, but the Enamel Gram at that time has long since lost the prosperity of the Great Qin.

They were in the era of the city-states, constantly attacking each other, and all kinds of diseases and plagues were rampant, so the teacher naturally took us out of there quickly. ”

"We've been out of Middle-earth for six years now."

After that, the teacher led us all the way west, into a group of people with the same skin color and hair color as us, but also with high noses and deep eyes.

We went around and around for a year, and found that it was so big that it wasn't much better than in China.

Not only is the land large, but also the products are extremely rich, and there are several kinds of food that can produce ten or dozens of taels per mu. ”

"Wow"

When I heard that the yield per mu was ten taels and dozens of loads of food, the whole hall exploded at once, you must know that China is an agricultural civilization, and often because of not enough to eat, large-scale rebellions occur.

In this way, such a high-yield diet will naturally interest everyone.

Li Shimin leaned forward abruptly and asked Yang Wenhua, "Did those food masters bring back the seeds?" ”

Yang Wenhua nodded, "Although there are not many seeds, naturally I brought some back." ”

"Where?" Li Shimin asked eagerly.

Yang Wenhua lifted the sackcloth on the cart and lifted down a few pockets, "It's in it, although it's not much, but as a seed, it should be enough." ”

For a while, many people came around, wanting to see what this mu of food looked like with such a high yield.

Li Shimin coughed loudly several times in His Majesty before letting everyone return to their positions.

At this time, Yang Wenhua said with a sad face: "Shengshang, although there are not many seeds, they are the hard work of the poor monk and teacher for several years, and in the end, they were exchanged for their lives, and I hope that the saints can cherish them more." ”

"Alas, the master doesn't have to be sad, after all, the deceased has passed away, I don't know what happened to the master and Ling Shizun after leaving that land?"

In the face of Li Shimin's insincere comfort, Yang Wenhua didn't care, anyway, it was a story, and then said: "The teacher took us to live in that continent for a few years.

Until the year before last, the teacher wanted to continue to the west while his body was still okay to see if there was an end to heaven and earth, so he left the continent with some seeds.

It took us nearly a year to reach the boundary of Fuso. ”

At this time, everyone in the hall heard Yang Wenhua say that he had arrived in Fusang, and it exploded again, everyone in Fusang was familiar with it, even if they hadn't been there, most of them had heard of it, and they knew the specific location, and someone immediately asked.

"Are you unaware that you have already gone in the wrong direction, how did you arrive in Fuso from the west?

Or maybe you were so young that you didn't know which direction you were walking. ”

"Impossible."

Yang Wenhua said with certainty: "From the time we left the enamel, the poor monk was already more than ten years old, and in the following ten years, although the teacher took us to the north and south, he rarely went east.

Most of the time, we are heading west, and it is difficult to say the rest, is it possible that the direction in which the sun rises and sets, can the poor monk still be wrong? ”

There is no way to refute this, although everyone is not familiar with enamel, they also know that it is indeed in the west of China, and Yang Wenhua said that it has been traveling in the direction of the setting sun, that is, it has been going west.

Many people still find it difficult to accept, but they can't find a reason to refute it.

"After that, what happened to the Lingshi?"

In the face of Li Shimin's inquiry, Yang Wenhua gritted his teeth and said: "It's Goguryeo, at the end of last summer, when the teacher took us through Liaodong, we were attacked by the sailors of Goguryeo.

The teacher asked the poor monk to sit on a small boat alone and hide on a lonely island with seeds, and finally even the people and boats were burned down by Goguryeo. ”

Li Shimin slapped his palm heavily on the dwarf in front of him, and said angrily: "The small country of Yuer dares to kill my meritorious minister in China, I will immediately send someone to ask for the blame on Goguryeo, and I will seek justice for the master." ”

"Thank you."

Yang Wenhua thanked Li Shimin, and then said: "The poor monk himself has taken revenge, at the beginning of winter last year, the poor monk took advantage of the Qinghe Cui family in the hands of the caravan, which lasted half a year, and has driven Goguryeo out of Liaodong, and the first master can rest in peace." ”

Yang Wenhua's words this time made the palace uproar again, and he actually used the people of the caravan to drive Goguryeo out of Liaodong.

I think that the Sui Dynasty used troops several times, but that time it was not to use hundreds of thousands of horses, but it failed to defeat Goguryeo, how powerful are you.

At this time, there were several people in the hall, and they glared at Yang Wenhua at the same time, and one of them shouted: "It turned out to be you?" ”