Controlling mountains and rivers since the Warring States Period

Chapter 78 Spring and Autumn Far

When the prince returned to Zhongmu, he was very happy.
When I returned to Nirvana, I felt listless.

At that time, He Bo was drifting in the Qingzhang River. He only returned to Guanhe River after seeing Gongzi Chao returning.

He asked Gongzi Chao, "Why do you look so unhappy?"

"Didn't you get the money?"

Gongzi Chao shook his head and pointed to the carriage following behind him, "Father gave me a lot."

"That was a reprimand?"

"When I left Zhongmu, my father saw me off personally and was very gentle to me."

"Then why are you unhappy?"

He Bo climbed out of Guanhe River and put his head into the carriage where Gongzi Chao was.

The huge divine turtle is taller than the frame of the car, and its head almost fills the entire car.

The people around were terrified, but Gongzi Chao was the only one who was still immersed in his own world. He had no reaction at all to the mercy of the gods and ghosts.

He sighed, "How can ghosts and gods understand what happens between father and son?"

Then He Bo remembered that he had not been a human being for a long time, and he was indeed a person without parents in this world.

Then, He Bo also fell silent.

However, the ghosts and gods did not feel sad for too long.

The divine tortoise grabbed the edge of the carriage frame with one claw and pressed lightly, causing the carriage to overturn and flipping the young master out.

"How weird! How is this like your personality?"

"Returning to the old place and meeting old friends, won't that make up for the grievances and sadness you suffered in Zhongmu?"

The young master rolled on the ground twice, and finally sat up with a head full of weeds, "You're right!"

"Although I encountered some bad things, at least my plan was realized."

"There's really no need for me to be too sad about this!"

people,
Always look forward.
Those who are stuck in the past and unable to move will only become dead ghosts!

then,

Gongzi Chao regained his energy, patted his butt, stood up, and introduced to the divine turtle the property he brought back from Zhongmu.

"This box is silk."

"This box is gold."

"This box contains the currency of Zhao State."

"These are the rangers I recruited from Zhongmu."

"You've prepared so much, are you planning to set off?" He Bo looked at the big boxes and then at the frightened people.

It was the first time they saw ghosts and gods, but they didn’t kneel down in fear. They were very brave!

Gongzi Chao said, "Yes!"

"Anyway, Nirvana has become better and my responsibility is over, so why not set off?"

"Yes, you are going to pursue your dream!"

He Bo raised a claw and scratched his plastron with difficulty.

"But even so, you're leaving me too!"

He remembered that in July two years ago, Ximen Bao left the banks of the Zhang River.

In July of this year, Gongzi Chao also went to Zhongmu.

Now he is coming back just passing by, Gongzi Chao will not stay for long.

But He Bo still couldn't travel around the world.
He is the Lord of mountains and rivers,

Only by controlling the mountains and rivers of a certain place can you act around it.

He suddenly sighed, "This area of Bafuling is so complicated!"

Perhaps because there are many mountain and water systems in Gaolang's land, He Bo spent much more time than before to control Bafuling.

He therefore also felt that although he would experience some repulsion within a body of water, he could ultimately endure it and use magic power and incense to offset the repulsion.

But once he crosses the water and reaches a special place like the "watershed", the consumption will increase several times, and the rejection to him will be even stronger.

This is also the reason why He Bo has not left the Zhangshui River Basin until now.

He originally thought of using Bafu Ridge to irrigate the tributaries of Qinshui and Fenhe Rivers, and then to irrigate their main trunks, so as to happily open up a large territory.

However, after crossing Bafu Ridge and overcoming the rejection of branches, when it was trying to reach the main stream to check out the area, it was ruthlessly "swept" out.

Although the force of the slap was much gentler than that of the Yellow River, the attitude was very consistent.

The Qinshui River and Fenshui River are no worse than the Zhangshui River, and some are even longer.

He Bo couldn't bully the weak and force them.

So at the moment, he was picking the weak ones and trying to force the Danshui, another river flowing out of the source of Fajiu Mountain, to change into his shape.

Danshui is a branch of Qinshui, but its water system is relatively simple and not as long as the branch on the Bafuling side, so its repulsion force is relatively weak. And because it is close to Toujiu Mountain, the source of Zhangshui, He Bo's resistance is even stronger, so his grand plan is progressing steadily.

If you can’t force the main stream directly, then take off its “wings” first!
However, even if he took control of the Dan River and even the Qin River, He Bo could only drift in the Three Jins and could not even reach the Zhou royal capital.

Because most of the rivers flowing into the Zhou royal capital were south of the Yellow River, and the tributaries in the north were not only few but also short, He Bo could only resent it and feel sad about the shortness and weakness of those rivers.

"It's okay. When I come back, I will definitely tell you everything I experienced outside!"

Gongzi Chao consoled He Bo, "I have almost sorted out the local customs and legends of ghosts and gods that I collected before, but I haven't compiled them into a specific book yet. I plan to finalize it after I finish my tour around the world."

He Bo asked him, "Are you going to name this book?"

The young master put his hands on his hips and said proudly, "Of course, this is a book that I spent money and effort to compile. Why can't I be allowed to name it?"

"I plan to call it The Classic of Mountains and Seas... But this is just a temporary name. I may have to change its name when I come back from the West!"

He Bo's eyes widened in shock. "Ah, is that the name?"

"Why, doesn't it sound good?"

Gongzi Chao was embarrassed again, "Okay, I admit that this name is too simple, not at all as profound and beautiful as the Spring and Autumn Annals and the Book of History... But the book doesn't contain any truths, it just simply records the customs and legends of various places, so there's no need for a too profound title, right?"

"No, no, no, I just think that this will become a classic that will be passed down through the ages!"

He Bo raised his paw and poked Gongzi Chao, "I can't believe it. The guy who yelled and acted like a proud young man when he saw me is now going to be famous forever!"

The young master took a few steps back after being poked by him, and said with a bit of complacency, "If we want to be famous for all eternity, it won't just be me, right?"

"Master Xiangli, as well as Suichao and the others, have put a lot of effort into this book."

"We have agreed before that although Master Xiangli is old and cannot travel far, he will follow us to the Qin State. If we go further west, we can only send young and strong disciples to go with me!"

Although Xianglishi's Mo's fighting power is not as good as when Mozi was still alive, he can still escort Gongzi Chao.

Xiang Liqin had experienced the most glorious era of Mohism, but he never relaxed his requirements on his disciples, and still required them to "never turn back" in the face of battle.

And with what the ghosts and gods said, the Mohists also became very interested in exploring the earth beneath their feet.

With the rangers recruited by Gongzichao, there is no need to worry too much about military force.

He Bo cannot leave the Zhangshui River Basin, but still wants to help.

So he thought back to his shallow geographical knowledge when he was still a human being, and what the Western Regions looked like in the early Warring States period, and finally came to the conclusion -

He knows nothing.

The reason why he identified the Zhang River was because he had seen a map of the Zhang River basin when he traveled when he was still a human being. Therefore, he remembered that the Zhang River connected to the Yellow River before the Western Han Dynasty.

As for the Western Regions?

He Bo's limited historical knowledge told him that it was not until Zhang Qian's diplomatic mission that the Central Plains and the Western Regions were clearly connected.

Now, let’s not talk about Zhang Qian.

His ancestors,

Ancestor of Emperor Gaozu of Han, Liu Bang.

I don’t even know where it is!

For China today, the State of Qin has become a "barbarian country", let alone going further west!

But his friend had to go on a long journey, and He Bo had to help.

What if he says a few more words, maybe it will be helpful?
then,

The tortoise lowered his head and used his claws to gently draw some patterns on the ground. "I don't know much about Western things, but it would be good to tell you more now, in case it is useful in the future."

He Bo first drew a big circle, pointed at it and said, "This is the Central Plains."

Then, he drew a line in the northwest direction of the big circle, pointed to it and said, "This is Hexi."

Gongzi Chao took a deep breath and said, "Is it the Hexi County of Wei State?"

"No, no, Hexi in Wei is close to Qin. This is Hexi in the northwest of Qin."

Then the young master realized, "It's the other side of the river!"

He had heard that the river had a big bend, forming the shape of a "几". So it was normal to have two Hexis.

He Bo said to him, "This Hexi is relatively narrow. To the north are barbarians, and to the south are also barbarians."

Gongzi Chao then sighed, "Barbarians are everywhere, this is really bad!"

"Further west is the Western Region!"

At the other end of the "Hexi" line, He Bo drew another small circle.

"There should be many countries in the Western Regions, each with its own language and customs."

Gongzi Chao then sighed again, "It's too bad that there are so many languages in such a big place!"

Although each country had its own writing system, they were able to communicate with each other through speaking, and there were similarities between the writing systems of different countries.

For example, Gongzi Chao learned the Qin language very early for his "Journey to the West" plan.

"Further west..."

He Bo stopped and found that he didn't even have a superficial impression of Central Asia at that time.

Is there a country there now?

In later generations, technology is advanced and the land there is vast and sparsely populated. How many people would be able to survive there at this time?

Can a small group of people like you really pass through such a vast and empty place?

He Bo felt that he still needed to talk to Gongzi Chao about it.

Gongzi Chao was shocked when he heard this, "Even ghosts and gods don't know?"

"This place is too dangerous!"

"Besides, we still need to eat after walking all the way here. If there is no one around, there will be no food... so it's better to go to a place where there are people first!"

Gongzi Chao was eager to follow the advice and felt that the journey west was too difficult, so he decided to take a detour.

So He Bo could continue speaking.

“When you leave the Western Region and head south, you’ll see more people.”

He Bo drew another circle in the southwest of the Western Regions.

"It's blocked by mountains and surrounded by the sea on three sides, but there is a mountain pass that can be entered."

Gongzi Chao was worried, "Are the people there easy to talk to? Are they polite?"

"If there is a conflict and they chase me and fight, there are barbarians to the south and mountains to the north. How can I escape?"

Judge others by your own standards.

Although there is a mountain pass,

But with Gongzichao's wisdom, he knew that any local carnivore with a normal mind would find a way to seal the mountain pass.

Close the door and beat the dog,

Isn't this inconvenient?
Therefore, once he encounters danger, it would probably be difficult for him to return and escape along the same route.

He Bo thought about the history of that place and felt that Gongzi Chao would not encounter such a thing.

"You should be fine."

"The people there are not dangerous, but the hot climate there is the most dangerous."

Gongzi Chao said, "Isn't it dangerous? Do the people there follow Zhou rituals?"

"Don't tell me."

So he became nervous, "If they don't follow the Zhou rituals anymore, isn't that dangerous?"

"But he doesn't really follow business etiquette!"

"that would be great!"

Gongzi Chao breathed a sigh of relief.

……

After contributing his only geographical knowledge to Gongzi Chao who was about to go on a long journey, He Bo finally made up his mind and transformed into a human form to see him off.

Idol baggage and so on,

Just ignore it for now!
He walked to the farthest point that the Zhang River basin could extend to, feeling the vague rejection nearby, and looked at Gongzi Chao's team.

The Mohist people were the first to discover the people waiting here.

They did not recognize that these were the ghosts and gods they had encountered before.

He Boyong only has a simple and youthful face, not as handsome as "Zhangshui Hebo" nor as steady as "Tu Bo".

He looks like a young man, young and energetic.

"Who are you?" someone asked.

"I'm here to see my friend off." He Bo stood on a big rock by the roadside, tiptoed, and waved to Gongzi Chao.

The young master was riding on his horse, looked at the man, felt him, and then ran over happily, "Ah!"

"The giant turtle in Guanhe River has turned into a human!"

"Did you transform into a human form specifically for me?"

He Bo nodded and took out his farewell gift.

“This is paper and ink.”

"I heard that the paper you make yourself is not very useful, so I made some myself. It will not decay, and the words written on it can last for a long time. The same is true for ink."

Gongzi Chao happily picked up the huge stack of papers and found that it was not only heavy, but also almost higher than his head.

"You prepared so much, are you planning to let me remember everything I see?"

"Is not it good?"

"It's good, but is there enough paper and ink? Why don't you tell us the production process?"

"Because I made this with my magic power. Do you think I'm some kind of ghost or god who's good at crafts?"

When He Bo was still a child, he would play with building blocks and puzzles, which was considered an amazing craft for him!

Not to mention the ancient method of papermaking!
Even the Mohists couldn't figure out the right kind of paper, so how could He Bo do it without using magic?
Gongzi Chao looked down on him, "You are so useless, no wonder you have never dared to transform into a human form to see me!"

He Bo could only argue for himself, "It's very difficult for me to transform into a human form!"

"Huh, then how come the ghosts and gods in other places are human?"

"You should be able to contact other ghosts and gods, but you just watched me being tortured by the Mo family for so long, and I clearly know nothing!"

He Bo admitted this time, "That's true, because I want to see you having fun."

"Damn it, we should never meet again!"

Gongzi Chao put the precious hand-made work of ghosts and gods, the only paper and ink in the world, into a box, then rode on his horse, not forgetting to snort at He Bo, pretending to be angry.

But he rode his horse forward two steps, stopped, and turned his head.

He waved to He Bo, "Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

then,

He Bo stayed where he was.
Gongzi Chao and his men walked away gradually.

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