When I was in Qin Dynasty, I really didn't want to make progress

When I was in Qin Dynasty, I really didn't want to make progress

Author: Jin Ling Leng Leng

Summary:

In this world of famous swords and beautiful women, I truly don't want to make progress! Because progress isn't something you think about, it's something you do. This is the story of a young man who accidentally inherits the six martial arts of the Yan Emperor and adapts them to his own needs (Nine Yin Manual, Qi Absorption Technique, Fuxi Divine Heavenly Sound, Zhou Liuxu Gong, and even legendary divine and demonic techniques). He strives to improve himself in the martial arts world, in the court, among the various schools of thought, and throughout the empire.

Chapter 1 Who is not a time traveler?

Xiliu Village can be regarded as one of the more prosperous villages in Yangdi County. The houses are all made of adobe walls and green tiles. There is a clean and tidy vertical street with five horizontal alleys extending on the slope of the hill. Outside the rammed earth wall, there is a small river flowing.

Xiliu Village is shaded by high mountains to the north, which is a branch of Mount Song, called Dalong Mountain. A small river extends from it and flows through the village.

Because there are willow trees on both sides of the river but they are not very big, this village nestled in the mountains and by the water is named Xiliu Village.

It was late autumn and the weather was getting cold. The fog quietly spread into the world while people were sleeping, rippling with moonlight and accompanied by the water vapor from the stream, making the whole village even quieter.

At some point, the sound of dogs barking began to come from far away in the deep alley, one or two barks, and soon they became one and the same. Amid the barking of dogs, the sound of chickens crowing was heard, and the clucking and cuckolding sounds tore through the last silence.

In the houses, women woke up, yawned, and stretched themselves, shaking their husbands and nagging them to hurry them along.

Her husband was talking in his sleep and didn't agree with her at first, but the woman kept shaking him, so their voices gradually became louder and the bed made a creaking sound again, which was the husband getting up under her urging.

When the sounds of cocks crowing and dogs barking begin, it's time to get up because daybreak is approaching.

In the same village, in a rather exquisite room, Jiang Nu woke up from her sleep, rubbed her sleepy eyes, got up from the small couch, walked out in a daze, and touched the copper kettle on the stove.

However, it seemed that she had not woken up yet, and her fair and round fingers missed the handle of the copper pot and fell on the lid instead. She screamed in burns, and her almond-shaped eyes widened. Only then did she finally wake up.

The burning pain on her fingertips made her subconsciously pinch her earlobe. She frowned slightly and looked fiercely at the copper kettle in front of her. After glaring for a while, she grabbed a rag and put it on the handle. As she raised her arm, a stream of steaming water flowed out from the spout of the kettle, turned into a graceful water line, and fell into the wooden basin next to it, splashing water in the basin, blooming in the dissipation of hot steam, and splashing on her still tender face.

When the hot water in the wooden basin was half gone, Jiang Nu picked up the basin and walked into the inner room.

She looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old, with delicate features. The gradually fading baby fat made her look more quiet. Her slightly loose underdress was loosely tied by a cloth belt, outlining her flexible and slender waist. It seemed that the wooden basin in her hand was a little too heavy for her. She stood there at this moment, her eyebrows slightly frowned, her breathing uneven, and she looked as gentle as Xishi holding her heart.

"Master, it's time to get up." After putting the wooden basin away, Jiang Nu walked towards the bed. At this time, there was a small hill covered with fur there. The hill was startled when it heard Jiang Nu's voice, and then a caterpillar appeared in the fur, mumbling for a long time, and finally a head popped out from under the fur.

"So early?" Yang Chong yawned loudly, then sat up reluctantly, but then he leaned against the head of the bed as if his bones were pulled out, with no intention of getting up at all.

"Master, we can't delay. We have to go to Weijiazhuang to propose marriage today." Seeing that her master had no intention of getting up, Jiang Nu could only pick up the face towel beside her and put it into the wooden basin with a helpless look on her face. She gently moved the face towel to let every part of it absorb the hot water. Then she picked it up and twisted it vigorously. Streams of water were wrung out and dripped into the wooden basin, making a crisp sound. Together with the water vapor, it added a nice decoration to this simple room.

"Ms. Jiang, I really don't want to go!" Yang Chong said helplessly.

"Master, this won't do. You have to get married." Hearing Yang Chong's ridiculous words, Jiang Nu didn't look surprised. It was obviously not the first time she heard such words. But she still said, "I heard that the elder sister of the Wei family is very beautiful. She is a great beauty in the whole area. Master will definitely not be disappointed when he sees her."

"That's not what I'm talking about," Yang Chong took the face towel from Jiang Nu and wiped it casually on his face. The moist heat refreshed him, and his previous dejection gradually disappeared, and then he looked more thoughtful.

"Anyway, she is very beautiful and will definitely not disappoint the young master." Jiang Nu said with anticipation on her face. She seemed to be looking forward to the woman she was about to meet even more than Yang Chong.

Of course, she also had her own little thoughts. After the young master got married, she could... Thinking of this, she subconsciously held her lower lip. Oops, she almost laughed, then she would be exposed.

"Is she as pretty as Jiang Nu?" Yang Chong threw away his face mask and looked at the girl in front of him with clearer eyes. This was what was called "beautiful eyes and eyebrows like a painting". She also had the temperament of a girl next door and was almost old enough to eat.

As for the great beauties in the surrounding area that Jiang Nu mentioned, Yang Chong had no expectations. He had seen everything. The so-called great beauty was just a village girl. He had seen all kinds of beauties in his past and present lives, real or fake, three-dimensional or two-dimensional. Even the kings of the seven countries might not have seen as many as he had. What else could make him feel amazed?

"I don't know!" If she were a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, she would have understood by now that she should be shy, but Jiang Nu had not grown up yet. While she understood many things, there were still many things she didn't understand. When she heard her young master praising her beauty, she only felt happy, and a little reserved after that happiness.

"I think she is definitely not as pretty as you, Ms. Jiang, but that's all I can do, alas." Yang Chong sighed and lay down on the bed with no interest in anything.

If it was just a marriage, things wouldn't be so troublesome, but things are not that simple at all.

Thinking of the scene three days ago, Yang Chong couldn't help but let out a long sigh. Three days ago, he awakened the memory of his previous life. He did not belong to this world, but sixteen years ago, he became the son of Yang Lin, the richest man in Xiliu Village and the head of Xihe Pavilion.

If everything were normal, it would seem like an ordinary time-travel story. Although bizarre, Yang Chong could accept it. But everything was just not normal.

Because he awakened the memories of his past life three days ago, his experiences as an infant in this life also came to mind. It was also because of this that he knew very well that he was not the son of this owner of the house at all. Sixteen years ago, when he was still a baby, he lost his parents in the war and was subsequently adopted by the owner of this house, Yang Lin.

When he was adopted by Yang Lin, he also obtained the identity of Yang Lin's biological son, while Yang Lin's biological son became the son of a villager. Over the years, when Yang Chong lived the life of a young master, Yang Lin's biological son farmed and hunted like an ordinary farmer's son. Compared with Yang Chong, his life was not very comfortable.

Is all this a little too weird?

Now Yang Lin even arranged a marriage for Yang Chong, and the blind date was with the legendary beauty. This was closer than his biological father, but is there love without reason in the world? Maybe there is, but unfortunately Yang Chong does not believe that this kind of love comes from false fatherly love.

Thinking of all the strange things, a trace of worry flashed across Yang Chong's brows. Why did he awaken his memories of his past life three days ago instead of three years ago? Or why did he not awaken his memories at all? Knowing too much without the ability is not a good thing.

"Young master doesn't seem happy?" Jiang Nu looked at Yang Chong, who had a thoughtful look on his face, and asked in a low voice with concern.

The young master has been acting strangely since three days ago. Is getting married really that scary? Jiang Nv thought about it and felt that her young master was really abnormal in the past few days.

She didn't know that these changes in Yang Chong were due to the awakening of his past life memories, so she could only attribute these changes in Yang Chong to the fact that getting married forced the young man to mature.

"Someone will be in charge of us then. Can you be happy, Ms. Jiang?" Yang Chong suppressed his thoughts and asked back.

Getting married, whether in the previous life or this life, was an extremely distant thing for him. Moreover, the 'father' who arranged this marriage was full of weirdness.

"Ah?" Jiang Nu was stunned. She didn't quite understand the meaning of Yang Chong's words.

"Just like the way your mother controls your father, you can't escape it either. I'm afraid we won't be able to go fishing in the river again in the future." Yang Chong explained. How could he be the only one feeling depressed? Jiang Nu should also share some of the burden, so that they would be worthy of sleeping in the same room.

"Will the future young lady really be that powerful?" Sure enough, Jiang Nu's face changed. She could already imagine that scene. Moreover, Yang Chong's words also made her realize a reality. She would have an extra mistress. She only thought about the benefits of her young master's marriage, but never thought about the risks. What if the young lady was a strict person? What if the young lady could not tolerate her? What should she do then?

Thinking of this, Jiang Nu no longer had the same expectations as before. A sad expression similar to Yang Chong's appeared on her pretty face. Her eyes were confused and her lips were whispering, but she didn't make any sound.

"It will only get worse." Yang Chong said maliciously.

Ms. Jiang's hands had already grasped the corner of her clothes and began to rub them unconsciously, feeling a little more uneasy about the future.

When Yang Chong and Jiang Nu, the master and servant, finished packing, it was already dawn. They walked out of the room and headed towards the main courtyard. There, his father was already there, counting the betrothal gifts, with a smile on his rough face, as if he was really just a good father who was preparing betrothal gifts for his son.

Chapter 2 Who is not a descendant of the royal family?

Yang Lin is nearly fifty years old, but he is still tall and strong, and looks very powerful. He and Yang Chong look a bit like father and son.

"My son, you are here. Look, this is what your father prepared for you. With so many betrothal gifts, the woman from the Wei family will be so happy that she will die." When Yang Lin saw Yang Chong coming, he pulled Yang Chong over and pointed at the pile of betrothal gifts in front of him.

"Father is so generous." Yang Chong complimented.

"That's right. Everyone within a hundred miles knows how heroic I, Yang Lin, am." Yang Lin laughed and stroked his prickly beard, his face becoming even more proud.

“Mrs. Wei from Weijiazhuang feels superior just because her son works as a servant in the Sikong Mansion of Wei State. This time, the master and the young master will let her see the real world and know what a wealthy family is.” There was another young man in the hall, who was about the same age as Yang Chong. However, compared to the heroic looks of Yang Lin and Yang Chong, this man had fine eyebrows and eyes, but his skin was dark due to years of hard work. Moreover, he had a fawning look on his face, which further destroyed his original elegance.

His name is Qi Fu, and he is the son of a farmer in Xiliu Village. He came today to give Yang Lin a wild wolf that he hunted in the mountains.

However, Yang Chong also knew his other identity, he was Yang Lin’s real son.

"I like what Qi Fu said. My son, behave well when you go to the Wei family today. Although the old woman in Weijiazhuang is not a good person, I heard that her daughter is really beautiful. My son will be blessed in the future." Yang Lin patted Yang Chong's shoulders heavily with an encouraging look on his face.

"Thank you, father, for your help." Yang Chong said with great joy. Getting married, and his wife being a famous beauty within a hundred miles, was a good thing for a boy like Yang Chong who was nominally only sixteen years old, at least on the surface.

"We are a family and we don't have to talk behind each other's backs. My son, your father is waiting for your good news at home today. Aunt Zhang will be here soon. You don't have to do anything today. Just listen to her." Yang Lin reminded.

"Aunt Zhang is really good at talking. Whether today's marriage will be successful or not really depends on her. I'll go and meet her." Yang Chong walked out of the hall. He couldn't afford to offend the matchmaker at this time.

"Go, go." Yang Lin waved his hand, urging him.

"What a piece of shit, he really thinks he's a young master." Qi Fu said with disgust as he watched Yang Chong's back disappear in a haughty manner.

"Fu Qi, don't talk nonsense." Yang Lin frowned, his rudeness gone, only solemnity remained, but Qi Fu had become Fu Qi in his mouth.

"Father, you can't always think of that fake son when you have good things. I am your biological son. I heard that the girl from the Wei family is so beautiful, how can I let that boy of unknown origin get away with it?" Qi Fu also complained.

"Fu Qi, we have to endure it. Ever since Meng Bo disappeared, I have been unable to rest in peace. He may have fallen into the hands of the farmers, and we may have been targeted by the farmers."

“It is also to protect you and guard against Xin Yitian that your father had to use the strategy of using a substitute. Sixteen years ago, I used this kid to replace your identity and handed that useless thing to him. This way, even if the people from the farmers' family come to our door in the future, they will kill your father and that kid, and steal that useless thing, but you can escape with the true inheritance of our Lu family.” Yang Lin said earnestly, his thick eyebrows and big eyes were full of calculations, and there was no generosity.

"Father, I know your good intentions, but I just don't like that brat. Everything that should have been mine now belongs to him. It's bad enough that he gave Miss Jiang to him, but now even that girl from the Wei family..." Qi Fu complained.

"Fuqi, do you know why I named you Fuqi?" Yang Lin's face turned serious and he said majestically.

"My father hopes that I can recover the State of Qi and take back our ancestors' territory from the rebel hands of the Tian family." Qi Fu said solemnly. His real name was Lv Fuqi, and he pinned too many hopes on it. "Fu Qi, Fu Qi", "Fu" means recovery, and "Qi" means the State of Qi.

"Yes, the State of Qi has been usurped by the Tian clan for more than a hundred years, and the six tribes of Emperor Yan have also fallen into their control and turned into the farming families we have today. Think about our Lu family, we are the descendants of Taigong. That is Taigong, not only the ruler of the State of Qi, but also the master of hundreds of families. But we, as descendants of the Jiang surname Lu family, are now hiding from place to place and leading a precarious life. Are we really going to live like this forever?" Yang Lin said in a heavy tone.

He was a descendant of the royal family of Qi State. Unfortunately, more than a hundred years ago, the Tian family replaced the Qi family. Since then, the Jiang and Lu clans were eliminated one after another by the Tian family using various means. To this day, only the father and son are left in the direct line of the Jiang and Lu clans.

"We want to rebuild the State of Qi and recover our ancestral heritage. What are a few women? That guy is just a tool of our father and son. Why do you care about a tool?" Yang Lin said earnestly.

"That's what my father taught me." Lu Fuqi said.

"You've been calling me Pavilion Chief for sixteen years, and I absolutely cannot let anyone down." Lu Lin said with a serious expression.

"Yes, Qi Fu knows." Lu Fuqi became Qi Fu again.

If Yang Chong could see the scene before him, he would find the answer to the question that had been bothering him. He was just a scapegoat, using a fake to replace the real.

Unfortunately, Yang Chong did not see this scene. At this time, he was taking Jiang Nu to the front yard to greet the matchmaker Aunt Zhang and was dealing with the matchmaker's flattery.

Not long after, two large trucks drove out of Xiliu Village and headed towards Weijiazhuang, more than 80 miles away.

Although it was only a trip to Weijiazhuang, eighty miles away, it was actually considered going abroad. Yangdi County where Xiliu Village was located belonged to the State of Han, while Xu County where Weijiazhuang was located belonged to the State of Wei. More than a hundred years ago, both places belonged to the State of Zheng. However, later the State of Zheng was conquered by the States of Han and Wei. The people of Yangdi County and Xu County, who were originally citizens of the same country to each other, became foreigners today.

"When we get to Weijiazhuang, Master Yang, you don't need to say anything. I will take care of everything." In the cowhide-covered carriage, the plump Aunt Zhang said to Yang Chong. In this era, the fact that she could have such a figure was a testament to her performance. As the most experienced matchmaker within a hundred miles, she had facilitated many marriages and received corresponding rewards, which were enough for her to live a rich life.

"I am absolutely confident in Aunt Zhang." Yang Chong said as he looked at Ms. Jiang beside him. Seeing that she was staggering because of the unstable carriage, he simply supported her shoulders.

However, Yang Chong's action made Jiang Nu blush, and she glanced at Aunt Zhang guiltily. Seeing that the other party did not react, she breathed a sigh of relief and moved closer to Yang Chong, as if this would make it safer.

"Young Master Yang is really kind and gentle to women. It seems that the girl from the Wei family is also blessed." Seeing Jiang Nv's little gesture, Aunt Zhang couldn't help but feel happy. This little boy and girl are the most interesting, just like now. She also went through the girlhood in the past.

Chapter 3 Who doesn't have a golden finger?

Amid the rumbling sounds of wheels outside the window, Yang Chong unconsciously rubbed the pendant around his neck. It was a pendant less than two inches in size, made neither of gold nor jade, nor stone. The carving was extremely poor, and it had the rough shape of a plowing ox.

This is the family heirloom that Yang Lin gave to him when he was a child. Although it is called a family heirloom, it is very rough. For more than ten years, Yang Chong has never discovered anything special about it.

But three days ago, when he awakened his past life memories, the pendant had a subtle change. It seemed that there was some kind of power in Yang Chong's soul that caused some changes in the pendant. Yang Chong couldn't explain the change, and it was very subtle. But he never thought that it would change again today.

As Yang Chong caressed it, a strange wave from the pendant suddenly merged into his consciousness.

In the depths of Yang Chong's consciousness, six human figures suddenly emerged: one was holding an ancient farm tool, a plow, like a farmer; one was holding a plant, like a doctor; one was sitting cross-legged with a guqin across his knees, like a witch music teacher; one was holding an astrolabe, as if he was deducing the stars; another was holding a copper stick and a stone, and was bending over as if measuring the water level, or as if he was opening a mountain to divert water; the last figure was holding a giant sword, murderous as a god of war.

Yang Chong watched the changes in his soul. He was so shocked that he didn't know what to say: Is this my golden finger? Or is this the real secret of the Yang family heirloom?

As he was thinking, one of the six figures quickly became solid, it was the figure of the farmer.

Kui Kui? As the figure gathered, a name suddenly appeared in Yang Chong's mind.

Kuiwei? Kuiwei was one of the ancestors of the Chinese nation. He invented agricultural tools and taught the human race how to farm. He was the first leader of the Yan Emperor clan, and also the first Yan Emperor?

Deep in Yang Chong’s soul, the moment he thought of that name, the figure suddenly broke apart and turned into lines that constantly intertwined and evolved in the depths of his soul: Kuikui promoted agriculture and laid the foundation for Taoism!

A row of small characters appeared in Yang Chong's mind, and the next moment it exploded, turning into countless characters that combined with each other.

After an unknown amount of time, a scripture appeared in the depths of his consciousness: The way of heaven is to reduce the excess and replenish the deficiency. Therefore, the void overcomes the full, and the deficiency overcomes the excess. Its meaning is broad, its principle is profound, and its interest is deep. The images of heaven and earth are divided, the signs of yin and yang are listed, the causes of change are shown, and the signs of life and death are explained.

How is it possible? Yang Chong was shocked. He saw the contents of the scripture clearly. It turned out to be the Nine Yin Manual.

The Nine Yin Scriptures, in Yang Chong's memory of his previous life, came from a martial arts world similar to the present world. In that world, there was a man named Huang Shang, who, in the process of compiling Taoist canons for the emperor, turned to Taoism from literature and created the Taoist Nine Yin Scriptures. In that world, although the Nine Yin Scriptures may not be the most powerful martial arts secrets, it is the most comprehensive martial arts secrets, covering everything from internal power to body movements and martial arts, even unorthodox methods, it can be said to be all-encompassing and can be called an all-encompassing martial arts encyclopedia.

But, are you my golden finger, or the secret of the Yang family heirloom? Yang Chong suppressed his shock and greedily read the contents of the Nine Yin Manual, knowing that he was more eager for martial arts than anyone else in this world.

He knew the wonders of this world, but he also knew its cruelty. Moreover, martial arts, whether in his past life or this life, had great appeal to him.

At this moment, even Jiang Nu, who was very close to Yang Chong, didn't know what changes had taken place in her young master.

……

Compared with Xiliu Village, Weijia Village is larger, with 5,000 acres of fertile land and dozens of households.

They were able to own 5,000 acres of fertile land in a county like Xu County with a large population and limited land, only because a great figure, Wei Yong, came out of this manor. He is now the Grand Marshal of Wei State and a well-known figure in Daliang City and even in the entire Wei State. The members of Weijiazhuang have also benefited from it over the years. Relying on the power of Grand Marshal Wei Yong, they have annexed many fertile lands in the surrounding areas.

In an ordinary house in Weijia Village, in a simple inner room, a woman in a linen jacket was sitting in front of a dressing table, doing her makeup with the help of a woman beside her. She was very young, no more than twenty years old. The cheap rouge applied on her face was brighter than the most precious rouge in the world. Her eyes were dark and calm like the abyss. She seemed to be a quiet and cold girl.

The delicate nose, small mouth, plump lips, delicate jaw, and long, thick black hair together form the most moving picture in the world.

She had a great figure. Even the rough and baggy clothes could not hide her perfect body. Her chest was bulging. She was the kind of woman who could never see her toes if she lowered her head. The curve of her back was also very beautiful. The delicate lines formed a straight line under the shoulders, and then divided into two rounded curves behind the hips, finally converging under her lower abdomen.

What a perfect back, the best curve in the world, and the plump buttocks are like the full moon in the sky. Anyone who sees such a woman would be moved, right? The freckled girl standing behind her and helping her comb her long hair looked at the perfect back, with a strange look in her eyes.

“After you get married, you must gain Yang Chong’s trust. Ever since the Lu family of Qi was replaced by the Tian family, people of the Lu family have been constantly killed by people of the Tian family. Over the years, he is the only branch of the Lu family left. Under the protection of Lord Xinling, they are hiding in Yangdi County at the junction of Han and Wei. That thing must be in the hands of Yang Lin and Yang Chong, father and son.” said an old woman in the room.

"Based on the intelligence, we only know that the thing was obtained by Qi State's ancestor Jiang Taigong from the six tribes of Emperor Yan, and then passed on to later generations, but no one knows what the thing is specifically. You can only get his secret if you gain Yang Chong's trust." The old woman continued, causing the young girl to frown slightly, as if she was impatient.

"Don't worry, sir. Lord Jingwei is the youngest killer-level assassin in Luowang. He will soon become a top-level killer. It will be a piece of cake for him to deal with a country boy." The woman who helped the bride dress up said with a smile. She respected the woman in front of her like a god. She was the person she admired the most.

"Don't be careless. With the help of Luowang and Wei Yong's cooperation, we have our current identity, but this identity cannot withstand investigation. Moreover, obtaining the inheritance of the six tribes of Emperor Yan from the Lu family is only the first step of our plan in Wei. Not only must we get that thing from Yang Chong, but we must also use him to completely allow Lord Jingwei to completely possess the identity of Wei Weishang. Then, approach Lord Xinling as the widow of the Yang family and wait for an opportunity to assassinate Lord Xinling and eliminate this great threat to our Qin. Yang Chong is not only our first task in Wei, but also a tool for our next task. No mistake can go wrong in any link." The old woman warned.

Luowang has big plans for the Wei State, and has already dispatched two first-class assassins and one quasi-first-class assassin to take charge of Wei's affairs. As one of the forces, they cannot afford to make any mistakes.

"Forget your identities. You are just ordinary people now." The girl's voice sounded. There was neither the innocence that a girl should have nor the indifference of a killer. There was only calmness, an indifference to everything, including herself.