Pre-Qin Mythology: Starting with the River God

On the shore, Yang You's words were slurred.

He hadn't expected that his uncle's scheme would include even some restless powerful figures. He swallowed hard, but his resolve hardened. His eyes hardened as he said, "The Immortal of Power's arrangements are for the benefit of us powerful people. Those pests should be eliminated as soon as possible!"

Quan Ming was satisfied upon hearing this.

"Now that you understand, go and take care of it."

With a ripple on the water, Quan Ming boarded the boat and departed...

Tonight, Quan County will be bustling with activity thanks to Quan Ming's arrangements. However, Quan Ming will not be directly involved; he will only provide the general direction. The winding and circuitous routes will be traversed by others...

This does not violate the rules of the Dao.

In other words, as long as Quan Ming can stay true to his heart and not bring disaster to the fate of the Chu Kingdom, then what Quan Ming does will not incur divine punishment.

As for Mo Ao...

Quan Ming is not a court official, so he has no say in Quan Ming's affairs.

While the King of Chu had sufficient authority to issue decrees to the gods, he still needed a legitimate reason and had to perform sacrifices, relying on the Daoist deity as a means of communication. In comparison, Quan Ming was much more convenient.

hum!

As they drifted downstream, Quan Ming closed his eyes.

Within his sea of ​​will, there stood sixty-four divine statues, as well as a water palace, a seal, one hundred Dao rhymes, and five thousand six hundred and forty-two Chu land wills!

The rest will not be discussed for now.

The sixty-four statues were reflected in the scene in front of them.

Quan Ming looked down, able to simultaneously observe and listen to the prayers offered before the sixty-four statues... It was nighttime, and there were several people praying before the statues...

There was no need for Quanming to intervene.

Because of the laws of heaven and earth, the will of Chu, drawn by the overflowing fortune of those who sincerely pray for power, will spontaneously bestow blessings upon them.

Of course, Quan Ming was also bound by the rules of Chu and could not interfere in seeking to seize these Chu wills.

He can't break his own rules.

but……

hum!

The small seal in Quan Ming's sea of ​​will vibrated, and the hidden Quan Guo Dao Tian within it connected with the fortunes of those Quan people, making the blessings bestowed by the will of Chu more in line with people's needs...

"Your Excellency, I beg you to save my child! He has a persistent high fever..."

"My lord, my farmland..."

"...lacquer trees in the mountains produce in large quantities..."

Amidst a cacophony of voices, under the control of the will of the Quan people and the ancestral gods, blessings arrived swiftly. Without Quan Ming needing to say more, these ancestral gods did their utmost to relieve the Quan people's worries and troubles.

Just for...

In this process, a wisp of Quan Ren's fortune, so faint as to be almost imperceptible, slipped away from the will of Chu and completely merged into Quan Ming's small seal, enhancing the seal's depth!

The seal seems to have become a little heavier?

……

Quan Ming withdrew his thoughts; with this seal, he felt much more relaxed.

In fact, he had been listening to the prayers of the people of Quan these past few days, communicating with the will of Chu through his own will, so as to better help the people of Quan.

Now we can let go completely; his head is in the seal, and no one can defy his will.

From these prayers, he could also learn about the lives of the people in Quan County and understand their predicament in Chu. Based on this, he formulated a detailed plan for settling down.

"We're just waiting for the autumn harvest."

Quan Ming's eyes sharpened. The matter of Zhi Xian was a minor one. The reason he allowed it to happen was to gain a big advantage with a small investment and to lay the groundwork for power and territory.

The autumn harvest is of utmost importance and cannot afford any mistakes. Any obstruction will be met with...

He can disregard his own life and death to establish this scheme. If anyone dares to obstruct his plans for power and territory, then don't blame him... He will turn those who disrupt the scheme into foundation stones, like that immortal tree, becoming the cornerstone of power and territory.

……

……

A few days later, the autumn harvest officially began, and the night before, Quan Ming received Qu Wan's harvest plan.

Is this a test for Quan Ming?

Let's see if Quan Ming has enough ability to sort out these political arguments in just one night, and see through Qu Wan's administrative logic and the hidden ulterior motives...

Ah!

Quan Ming did not read the autumn harvest plan carefully after receiving it. In fact, he was only concerned about how much grain the Quan people could keep after the autumn harvest. In times of chaos, grain is the most important thing. As for those rules and regulations, changing the order from morning to evening is not a bad thing. In Quan's territory, Qu Wan cannot have a one-man show.

Especially after Quan Ming wanted to elevate the status of the powerful in Quan Di and bring in the Chu nobles to participate in the assets that were about to be generated...

At that time, Qu Wan will still have some influence.

Without Quan Ming needing to touch any of his rules, the Chu nobles took the lead in attacking Qu Wan, "one of their own."

Oh……

Attended by Quan Nu and Quan Nan, Quan Ming was dressed in a sufficiently grand purple robe with a black bird pattern.

He then put on the black bird-shaped golden and jade crown.

He held the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches jade sword in his hand.

Slowly stepping onto the ornately decorated and elegant bronze carriage, filled with herbs and flowers and adorned with tinkling copper bells, we rode two blue horses, treading the water upstream...

The journey was shrouded in mist.

In the mist, the terracotta warriors and servants followed quietly, while the spirits drifted about, appearing and disappearing, while the fish that lived peacefully around the water palace followed joyfully... The entire water palace was mobilized!

"Thump!"

As Quan Ming and his entourage from the Water Mansion arrived in Quan County, a drumbeat sounded from the city tower. Qu Wan, accompanied by the young general Dou Lian, and under the protection of numerous Chu soldiers, witnessed by many Chu officials who had come from Yingdu, and amidst the music played by the ceremonial officials, joined the vast and imposing crowd of Quan people to... welcome Quan Xian!

The resounding voices rose and fell.

Quan Ming's covered wagon emerged from the mist and greeted the crowd.

Holding the Mo'ao Token, Qu Wan concealed his unease and stepped forward respectfully, saying, "Immortal Quan, the altar for the autumn harvest ceremony has been prepared in the fields. We await your leadership so that we may follow you and begin harvesting the crops after the ceremony..."

"This is Mo Ao's permission order."

"With this decree, you may leave Quanshui and travel by vehicle on land."

The immortals of Quanshui are not forbidden from leaving Quanshui, but they cannot leave for too long without a government order, and they certainly cannot travel in a grand and ostentatious manner. Of course, this is just a rule of the dynasty, and the immortals and gods will give them face and let it pass.

Quan Ming raised his hand, and the Mo Ao token fell into his grasp.

"Let's go, the autumn harvest can't be delayed."

As the wagon came ashore, a splash of water formed a pool beneath it. The pool followed the wagon's journey, fish leaping in its depths, and the servants and spirits continued to follow… as if a small waterway had been carved out on land. Of course, as the wagon moved, the land behind it reappeared, providing passage for Qu Wan and his companions…

Rumble!

The grand procession marched through the golden farmland. The rising sun cast its light upon the shimmering waters of the Quan River, and joy filled the eyes of everyone present…

A bumper harvest!

A bountiful harvest that needs no further explanation!

Thanks to Quan Ming's "sacrifice" and his tireless blessings, even the soil in Quan's land seems to have changed. Even if there are no more blessings next year, the harvest may be 20% higher than the fertile soil in other parts of Chu.

Sobbing could be heard from among the powerful.

Because these lands no longer belong to the Quan state, his son Quan... sacrificed so much, which is like life to the gods, and the will of Chu, which was unwilling to waste a single bit, could only exchange it for more food so that they could get through the winter... They dared not hope for more.

arrive……

Qu Wan stood on the altar, holding the Autumn Harvest King's Decree, and sang loudly—

"The sacrificial ceremony begins!"

"A sacrifice to the Heavenly Dao of Chu..."

"The second sacrifice is to the Earth God..."

"Three sacrifices to the lonely souls and wandering spirits..."