It's late at night.

Zhao Wujiang lay on the bed, reviewing the news he got today.

After talking with the little old man Wu Santong today, the question in his heart was even worse, is it really a dragon vein under Jiuzhi Mountain?

First, the letter from the eldest brother Wang Yifang reminded him to beware of the foot of Jiuzhi Mountain.

Then there is Wu Santong's reasonable and well-founded speculation, if the Qinglong White Tiger Vermilion Bird Xuanwu, the four spirits of the sky are not guarding the coffin, they are suppressing, then it is difficult to distinguish the truth of the dragon vein.

Maybe it's a trap set by the person in the coffin to lure others in.

Maybe the dragon vein existed first, and the person in the coffin was trapped in the dragon vein for some reason.

It's just that what is the identity of the person in this coffin, and he wants to use the green dragon and white tiger Vermilion Bird Xuanwu to suppress it?

And the extraordinary things inscribed on the coffin, whether it is the ancestor sacrifices, flowers, birds, insects and fish, or totem inscriptions, and the golden inscriptions that Zhao Wujiang only knows a part, all reflect the years that the coffin has spanned, and the people in the coffin are not simple.

These things all involve the ancient dynasties of Yuxia, Shang and Zhou.

Many things match the eldest brother's speculation, could he have speculated more things before, but he hasn't had time to talk to me in detail?

Zhao Wujiang kept thinking in his heart, Wang Yifang told him that there was a fragment of "Yu Qi", and asked him to read more books such as "Huainanzi", "Shangshu" and "Zuo Chuan".

Could it be that many secrets are hidden in these books?

"Zhao Lang, aren't you sleeping yet?"

In Zhao Wujiang's arms was the delicate and white Wang Yanning.

I don't know if it was the whispering in my sleep, or I woke up and realized that Zhao Wujiang was preoccupied.

"It's coming."

Zhao Wujiang hugged Wang Yan's delicate body tightly, sniffing the warm incense, and his eyes flashed.

Qingming is approaching, these days, Zhao Wujiang often goes in and out of Qifeng Palace, communicates with Wu Meiniang, and talks with Wu Santong.

He also often stayed in the secretary's province, reading ancient books, looking for clues that might be related.

"Historical Records", "Zuo Biography", "Shangshu", "Huainanzi", "Classic of Mountains and Seas", etc., one by one ancient books were constantly read by Zhao Wujiang.

In Huguofang, Zhao Wujiang sat in the place where Wang Yifang read ancient books on a daily basis, and there were speculative manuscripts and annotated manuscripts stored separately by Wang Yifang on the shelves.

Wang Yifang thought that before the Xia Dynasty, something big must have happened, involving shocking secrets.

Otherwise, since the Qin Dynasty, the records of Dayu will not become more and more rare.

It seems that there is a pair of invisible big hands, which are constantly weakening and even destroying the impression of later generations on the dynasty of Dayu.

"It is very likely that someone deliberately pushed behind the burning of books and Confucianism in the Great Qin, and they did not just want to destroy the ancient books of Confucianism, but in the name of destroying more classics before the Xia Dynasty.

And the rebuilding of the classics by the hundreds of schools of thought is also intentionally or unintentionally tampering with certain historical facts."

Zhao Wujiang looked at Wang Yifang's manuscript, which was full of Wang Yifang's speculations, etc., and he read it carefully:

"The dragon veins under the Nine Mountains contain a large number of ancient books, some of which have disappeared from the world in legends, but in those halls, I am fortunate to see them.

I don't know if it's true or not, but it's fascinating, but it's a pity that there was too much competition at the time, and no one cared about these, and it was difficult to bring out a copy with my strength.

We saw a coffin, the coffin was engraved with the sacrifice of the ancestors and many totems I did not know, and then I kept looking through various ancient books, and I didn't know the meaning of those totems.

But it can be inferred that it should be the totem of some tribe, but everything is drowned in the dust and smoke of history, and it is difficult to explore."

Zhao Wujiang kept walking around the bookshelves, and he picked up a manuscript, which was brand new, presumably made a few days before he died.

He spread out slowly, his pupils shrunk, and there was only one sentence on the manuscript with vague handwriting:

"I know, the eighteenth year of Duke Wen."

Eighteen years of Duke Wen? Zhao Wujiang only felt that he was familiar, he must have seen it when he looked through ancient books in the past few days.

Gong Wen? Left pass!

Zhao Wujiang hurriedly rummaged through "Zuo Biography",

The yellowed ancient books exuded the scent of ink mixed with the smell of time, and he quickly turned to "the eighteenth year of the reign of Duke Wen".

"Left Biography. Wen Gong. The Eighteenth Year of Duke Wen":

"The former Emperor Hong's clan has no talent, a hidden thief, a good deed, an ugly and evil thing, and a stubborn friend, which is compared with Zhou, and the people of the world call it chaos.

Shao Yan has no talent, destroys faith and abolish loyalty, worships evil words, Jing Yong Hui, obeys slander, and slanders Shengde, and the people of the world are called poor.

If you have no talent, you can't teach a lesson, you don't know what to say, you are stubborn if you tell it, you are stubborn if you give it up, you are proud of it, and you are very virtuous.

These three clans are also ferocious and increase their notoriety, so that Yao and Yao can't go.

Jinyun has no talent, greedy for food, risky bribes, encroachment on luxury, not tired, accumulation of substance, ignorance of discipline, no distinction between widows and orphans, no compassion for the poor, the people of the world are compared to the three fierce, called gluttony.

Shun Chenyao, who is in the four gates, flows the four fierce clans Chaos, Qiqi, Zhuang, and gluttony, and throws himself into the four descendants to resist the charm."

"Shun exiled the Four Fierce Clans," Zhao Wujiang muttered softly, as he wrote in the Historical Records. I have also seen similar words in the Five Emperors Benji, although the content is somewhat different, but the meaning is the same, that is, Shun, known as one of the Five Emperors, exiled the four murderers.

At the time, he didn't care about it, but now that he thinks about it, these words gradually coincide with the bottom of Jiuzhi Mountain in his mind.

Zhao Wujiang shook his head, it was too early to draw conclusions.

He began to rummage through the rest of the books on the shelves, looking for fragments of Yu Qi about the secrets of the Great Yu.

The book "Yu Qi", which is equivalent to the ancient book of the Sui Dynasty, "The Records of the Great Cause", is a collection of secrets of the current dynasty, and it is extremely credible.

Finally, at the bottom of one of the bookshelves, he found a fragment of "Yu Qi".

"Emperor Shun, order Dayu to control the water." Zhao Wujiang studied little by little, and finally read the evidence he wanted:

"Emperor Shun, the leader of the four fierce battles, exile and suppress him.

Chaos, suppressed at the bottom of the North Sea.

Poor Qi, suppressed at the top of Kunlun.

gluttony, suppressed in the Jiuzhi Mountain Mausoleum.

梼東, suppressed by the Cangwu tomb."

Zhao Wujiang exhaled slowly, and figured out why the people in the coffin would use the four spirit totems of the sky to suppress it, and the four spirits suppressed the four murderers!

Is it gluttony under Jiuzhi Mountain? His expression was solemn, the so-called gluttony, not the cannibal beast with a cow body and a human face and eyes under the armpit, as handed down by later generations, but one of the four notorious tribal leaders in the era of the Five Emperors.

Left behind in the era of the gods, why didn't Shun directly kill them in one fell swoop? Zhao Wujiang thought about this point repeatedly, but he couldn't find the reason, and he kept scrolling down until he finished reading the fragment, but he couldn't find an answer.

Maybe the complete "Yu Qi" is recorded, but what he is holding in his hand now is only a fragment after all.

"Don't you kid have to learn from the Wang family? Looking at these ancient books all day long, you look sad?"

A hoarse and playful voice came.

Zhao Wujiang looked around, and there was no one else.

He seemed to feel something, and looked at the shadow at his feet.

The shadow twisted, climbed up from the ground, turned into a human form, the body was old, and it exuded a rotten atmosphere, it was Li Xuanji.

"Senpai." Zhao Wujiang saluted.

"You scholars, all of them are sour and rotten" Li Xuanji scolded with a smile, and then waved his hand:

"Let's go, boy of the Zhao family, take you to meet a Venerable Protector of the Country."

Audience with a Venerable One. Zhao Wujiang's eyes widened, who could be called the supreme master by Li Xuanji, the peak grandmaster?

(End of chapter)