Controlling mountains and rivers since the Warring States Period

Chapter 75: The Fifth Year of King An
The emperor was proud for five years.
That is, the 49th year of the reign of the Marquis of Wei.
It has been six years since the establishment of the State of Wei.

In the summer of that year, He Bo also took control of all the tributaries of the Zhangshui River, as well as the mountains where they originated.

At this moment, he is the well-deserved "God of Zhangshui"!
As he had previously speculated,
When the entire Zhang River Basin was under his control, his authority as "Tu Bo" changed again -

His perception of all living things in the basin became more acute, including birth, aging, sickness and death. He only needed to glance at the clouds of vitality condensed above the city where people gathered to easily sense the fluctuations of vitality that were connected to someone.

Secondly,

The scope of the underworld will expand again.

After He Bo took control of the second mountain, Bafu Ridge, a new space appeared in the depths that were unexplorable to mortals, just like Tongdi.

He Bo then "created the world" there and built the "Nirvana City" in the underworld to accommodate the sinless ghosts of the villagers in Gaolang's land after their death.

If such a thing happens again in the future, it will be handled according to this precedent.

And beyond that,
As more and more ghosts were taken in by the underworld, the problem that once troubled He Bo, "how to make ghosts self-reliant" was also solved.

When the number of ghosts living in a certain underworld city reaches a certain level, and the sacrifices to them by their descendants in the world of the living also reach a certain level, the "death air" that He Bo had noticed and gathered above the underworld city also begins to fluctuate, and a biting cold wind blows through the underworld, almost freezing the ghosts. They can only squat in the room, wrapped in clothes and quilts sent by their living relatives to keep warm.

And when that gust of cold wind passes,

The dead ghosts were surprised to find that things can grow in the underworld!
Although the initial seeds still require praying for blessings from ghosts and gods, once there are seeds, more seeds can be produced.

So now, the dead ghosts can not only farm when they are alive, but they can continue to farm even after they die!

Such a surprise moved many dead ghosts so much that they kept shedding tears while holding the loose and fertile earth.

He Bo also stopped "supporting" those dead ghosts and let them do their own things.

Anyway, he doesn't collect taxes from the dead ghosts. They grow and harvest by themselves, and together with the sacrifices from their descendants, it just meets their needs for survival. Isn't this a real blessing?
However, this kind of "treating the dead as if they were alive" is closely connected with the world of the living. Once the sacrifices become less frequent, it may trigger new changes.

He Bo couldn't predict what would happen next, so he just took it one step at a time.

……

"My father wrote to me and asked me to go back to Zhongmu to get my wedding day!"

When He Bo came to Gongzi Chao to share his joy of controlling all the Zhangshui River, Gongzi Chao also happily told his ghost and god friends about it.

The Book of Rites says:
"A man is given a name at the age of twenty."

After the coming of age ceremony, it means that the man has reached adulthood and can take on some important responsibilities.

Although Gongzi Chao had been granted the land of Gaolang for two years, his granting of the title was originally made in a hurry.

In order to show his determination, Zhao Huai quickly drove Gongzi Chao out of the house and forgot to crown his son in advance.

It was not uncommon for princes and nobles to be granted titles and crowned in advance.

But because of Zhao Huai's eagerness, Gongzi Chao became the "underage city lord".

Now Zhao Huai has sent news that he will make up for his son's coming-of-age ceremony, which makes Gongzi Chao extremely happy.

"It must be because I have performed very well in the past few years and have become a wise man praised by everyone, so my father has also taken me seriously!"

Gongzi Chao, who had already reached adulthood, still took off his shoes and socks without following the Zhou etiquette and soaked his feet in the clear Guan River, just like he did in the past.

Not afraid at all to let the divine turtle soak in his foot washing water.

He Bo really didn't care about this little thing.

"By the way, are you related to Zhangshui River Lord and Earth Lord?"

"Those people from the Mohist School were just about to hang me up and torture me!"

The young man was halfway through soaking his feet when he went to catch fish. While bending down, he did not forget to ask He Bo a question.

"I don't know!" He Bo said with a confident tone.

Over the past few years, He Bo has not changed because he is used to using the face of a divine tortoise in front of Gong Zi Chao.

At that time, people were also very naive and thought that God had only one face, one authority, and was in charge of one place.

As for God not looking like a human?

That's of course nonsense!

God is not a human being, so why should he look like a human being?

Therefore, it is most strange that gods like Zhangshui Hebo and Tubo have specific human forms.

Guanhe Hebo is a big turtle who likes to bask in the sun and listen to people reading. This is normal.

therefore,

When the Mohists sent people to Tongdi and Yexian to take a tour and found that the gods' faces were inconsistent, they did not think much about it.

I just feel more and more that Gongzichao is "extraordinary".

He can chat with Guanhe Hebo and can also be remembered by another god. Could this person be the "treasure" that Mozi bestowed on Xiangli's Mo in order to make up for the defects in his theory?

As a result, the Mohists became more strict with Gongzi Chao. "Why don't they leave yet?"

"Didn't the Mohists travel around the world to help the common people?"

Gongzi Chao's face was gloomy, filled with sadness of being forced to study.

He was a casual person, and he didn't always act politely or superior.

But he is also a lazy person. He can do it on a whim, but it is difficult for him to stick to it.

Not to mention, the Mohists also hoped that he could learn their own old trade——

That unique craftsmanship allows him to make all kinds of magical gadgets.

"It's great that they are willing to assist you and edit the book with you!"

"What else do you dislike?"

He Bo turned over and began to show off his belly.

The huge divine turtle lay with its belly up in the air, enjoying the summer sunshine and felt that the heat was just right.

"Oh, editing a book..."

"The more you make things up, the easier it is to quarrel!"

Gongzi Chao thought about this and sighed again.

He still remembers his original ambition, which was to travel around the world and compile his experiences into a book.

However, the expansion and development of Nie City will not happen overnight, and the State of Zhao will not provide too many resources to Gaolang's land.

After all, Zhao Huai not only has to be wary of unrest himself, but also has to be wary of others and not think too much.

So, Gongzi Chao, who found himself unable to travel for a year or two, changed his plan and decided to edit the book first.

It just so happened that Mohist had traveled around the world for a long time, and in order to seek traces of ghosts and gods, he had explored many remote places and understood the customs and habits of the people, making him a good helper in compiling books.

Gongzi Chao specially invited them to help him, and hoped that they could be busy compiling books and give up torturing their own ghosts and gods.

What about Tubo and Zhangshuihebo?
He really doesn't know anything!
But He Bo was very malicious and never gave the Mohist people an explanation in their dreams, causing Gongzi Chao to suffer.

During the process of compiling the book, whenever they talked about local customs and the possible existence of ghosts and gods, the Mohists would argue among themselves.

When it comes to the so-called god who controls the changes of yin and yang, Suichao remembered that the ghosts and gods he met in Bafuling said that the earth beneath their feet was a solid big ball and the sun could only shine on one side, so there was a distinction between yin and yang.

When it comes to a certain god who exhales to form clouds and breathes out to cause rain, Sui Chao remembers that ghosts and gods once said that flowing clouds and falling rain are caused by the evaporation of water vapor on the ground.

In addition, Suichao was good at debate, and he was also persistent and good at fighting. No one could debate with him or beat him, so they could only write and scrape the bamboo slips, write and scrape them, but they still hadn't completed it.

"Hasn't the method of making paper been researched yet?"

When He Bo heard Gongzi Chao's complaints, he remembered another thing.

"No, the paper we make ourselves is too loose, and the ink spreads out immediately, so it's impossible to write."

"Besides, the Mo family also has to help me repair Nie City, so they don't have much time to study this."

The ghosts and gods naturally know how good the paper is as described.

But at the moment, I don’t have enough time to explore, and I’m used to writing on bamboo slips, so I’m not in a hurry to achieve success.

"But I should be free when I return to Zhongmu for the crown ceremony!"

The messenger sent by Zhao Huai said clearly that the coming-of-age ceremony would be held in July, the month when Prince Chao was born.

And by that time, the renovation of Nirvana City will be completed.

Everyone can edit books, argue, figure out how to make "paper", and plan Gongzi Chao's ambitions.

Gongzi Chao was also planning, "When I see my father, I will ask him for a lot of money!"

"With money, I can take people with me and travel around the world!"

He said excitedly, "I plan to go to the west first. At least there is the Qin State with the same surname as Zhao, and there are roads to travel."

"The eastern sea is difficult. I have never been on a big ship. I heard that if you want to cross the sea, the ship must be built bigger, otherwise it will be overturned by the wind and waves."

"I can't swim. If I fall into the sea, I can only feed the fish. That's too miserable!"

……

The summer wind blows,

The wind blew the young man toward the big tree where he was taking shelter from the heat, and the ambitions he had expressed along with them floated toward the west.

　Thanks to all the book lovers for their monthly tickets!
　　(*︶*) It’s too late to type the name, sorry

　　
　
(End of this chapter)