Controlling mountains and rivers since the Warring States Period

Chapter 450 Reunion with an Old Friend
“I can understand you becoming ‘God’.”

"After all, all the extraordinary powers in the world originated from you. Now you have even had the 'Investiture of the Gods' written, granting certain dead ghosts powers that they would never have been able to access unless something unexpected happened..."

"But Ximen Bao has been given the title of 'The One Who Holds the Seal,' don't you really think that's a bit outrageous?"

When He Bo happily ran to the outer realm to inform his many clones that they would soon be receiving a batch of highly capable and loyal oxen and horses, and that they could train the oxen and horses he already possessed to be just as good,
His clones were initially delighted, but then pointed out the problem seriously.

"What does it matter?"

He Bo calmly replied, "I've been the black sun for so many years!"

The clones thought about it and agreed that what the original body said made sense, so they stopped worrying about this "unexplained trouble caused by a strange nickname".

The salted fish Water Lord, who was in the State of Qi, simply sighed and said, "In this way, the pressure on me in Japan will be greatly reduced."

"You have no idea how much effort I've put in to make things a little better here in Japan!"

In order to better nurture the branches of the Xia people beyond their borders and ensure their robust growth, preventing them from being excessively disturbed by the external environment during their crucial "infancy" stage of development, thus preventing them from growing into something "crooked and twisted," bearing no resemblance to the main branch and deviating from the fundamental appearance of the descendants of Yan and Huang,
The spirits not only relaxed the restrictions on the dead under their command,
Even his own clones placed outside the domain,

It was also much more meticulous than the original body in the Central Plains.

The black bird of Western Qin will guide the rainwater, which is very precious to the Western Sea region, from the sea, to fall as much as possible in more places.

The divine tortoise of the new summer will try to harmonize the excessive heat and water in the area, so that it can be more balanced and not rise and fall like the Yellow River, inflicting too many cruel blows on the people who depend on it for their livelihood.

of course,

As Qin Xia grew stronger and the branches of Zhu Xia developed, they reduced the frequency of their actions.

after all,

The numerous water conservancy facilities built and the policies formulated by the two countries, which have established a firm foothold outside the region, are enough to reassure even the gods and spirits that they can "fly freely."

However, we cannot relax our vigilance in Japan and Luzon.

The storms that the Chinese people's branches at sea had to face every year were simply too cruel!

When Qin Xia encountered violent storms, he could run to the mountains, forests, or houses built of rammed earth and timber to take shelter.

But the wind and rain on the island, with their hearty smiles, can shake mountains, uproot trees, and blow off roofs when people finally find shelter.

Having finally crossed the vast sea and landed on the land where people live, how could it let its owner stay at home in embarrassment and not come out to greet it!
therefore,

Salted fish and hermit crabs, confined to the sea, were also forced to bear a heavy burden by the storm.

"is it?"

"But I feel that Lü Peng seems to have more to say about this?"

He Bo glanced at the haggard-looking Lü Peng beside him—

The elderly King of Qi now looks remarkably similar to Zhao Tuo.

Both of their faces were filled with the pain of "not being able to find relief at such an advanced age."

"The merits of a subject are also part of the merits of his ruler!"

The salted fish shamelessly said,

It looks exactly like his original self.

"If you have nothing better to do than come looking for trouble with me, you might as well go and see Su Guang!"

"I only see this person once every few years, which is much more difficult than finding me!"

After several years,

Su Guang finally returned to the State of Qi, which he had been loyal to, and was nearing his homeland of the Xia people.

Under the protection of ghosts and gods

He still didn't encounter any major storms, and the ocean currents were very smooth.

The hardships of crossing the sea still made Su Guang, who was already middle-aged, look even more haggard and old.

When Lü Peng saw him, he couldn't help but lament the gray hair growing on his head:
"He has traveled a longer distance than I have; and the land he settled in is poorer than Japan."

"I wonder how long he will live under such hardship."

For this,

He Bo had no choice but to treat Su Guang's ailments and hidden health problems during their meetings, hoping to help him regain some of his strength. "I'd like to see you a few more times!"

He Bo, who had come all the way from the Central Plains to greet Su Guang, specifically said, "Don't die at sea on the way!"

Su Guang laughed and said, "Even if I die, I want to be buried in the ground and find peace. I don't want to be fed to the fish in the sea!"

"However, once the young people of the new country are trained, familiar with sea routes and celestial navigation, and establish connections with the Central Plains, I will retire in Yinzhou."

"If you still wish to see me, please use your power to cross the ocean and come to the other side to see me!"

He Bo pursed his lips and said, "Alright then, I'll pull you out of the jar later."

"Remember to have your descendants enshrine the jar in the ancestral temple, and not bury it with the deceased."

"Otherwise, I'd have to dig up the grave!"

Su Guang burst into laughter.

After they finished catching up, he told He Bo with some shame, "I couldn't find the crop you asked me to find in Nan Yinzhou."

“The descendants of the Shang dynasty there are quite vicious, and now that I have responsibilities, I can no longer take the risks as I used to.”

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall;

A monarch must not act recklessly and put himself in danger.

otherwise,

What should become of the seeds of the Chinese nation that have finally sprouted?

The power of the group is indeed important.
However, many times, leaders are needed to step forward, guide the way in the right direction, and reduce the twists and turns along the way.

And places like Yinzhou

The cost of trial and error for the gentlemen of the Central Plains is very low.

One careless move and you lose everything!
How can this make Su Guang as courageous as he was back then?
Children are an adult's Achilles' heel.

The new nation was the culmination of Su Guang's hard work.

He could no longer be a "lone hero".

"It's alright, it's not a very urgent matter."

The land of the various Xia peoples is still very prosperous.
Some crops, in particular, were secretly cultivated by the dead, making them more resistant to frost, drought, and wind and rain, and allowing them to bear more fruit.

Therefore, there is not much demand for those high-yield crops that originated in Yinzhou.

"Just take care of yourself!"

Subsequently,

He Bo then spoke to Su Guang about things in the distant West.

Upon hearing that the new Xia dynasty had finally returned to peace and established a new dynasty, Su Guang clapped his hands with great joy and said, "That's wonderful! They preserved the state founded by our ancestors amidst the turmoil. I imagine that under the rule of the Sui dynasty, the people there can once again enjoy peace and prosperity!"

"I hope that the descendants of Xinxiang in the future can also withstand such hardships and not be destroyed by them."

just,

Upon hearing of the Qin emperor's actions, Su Guang felt sorrow for his fellow Xia people there.
"The ancestral temples of the Qin Dynasty, which have stood for nearly a thousand years, may be eroded in the hands of this monarch after the arduous restoration efforts of the founding emperor of the Western Qin Dynasty."

"The Western Sea is a place surrounded by barbarians, whose strength and resilience far surpass those of the Sindhu people who only know how to talk big."

"I wonder what kind of dangers will be faced when the Qin Dynasty declines."

He Bo pursed his lips as he thought of the emperor of Western Qin, who was immersed in the glory he had created and had already fathered twenty children.

"fine."

"As long as he doesn't paint his dragon throne gold, he might still have a good chance of dying."

Upon hearing this, Su Guang looked up in confusion at the ghost with its deep gaze and inscrutable expression.

"What does it mean?"

But He Bo just waved his hand, offering no explanation.

(End of this chapter)