Chapter 7 Chapter 6 Qishang, Adventures at Dawn

This is an unsolved mystery of the ages.Su Wu once wrote an article "Liuhou Lun" specifically for this purpose. He interpreted this eternal mystery in this way: "Old husbands think that they have more than one ovary and worry about the lack of measurement, so they deeply value their youthful stamina. anger, make them tolerate small anger and make big plans." The sunset glow is like fire, and the golden glow dyes the river water with colorful spots, dancing on the slowly flowing river. Zhang Liang walked along a small river on the outskirts of Xiapi City. While walking, he watched the gurgling river water and the waves on the stones with great interest.How many impacts will a river encounter, from a mountain stream to a torrential river flowing into the East China Sea?However, with each impact, another beautiful flower will bloom that will never be repeated.

At this time, he heard a man's hoarse and desolate singing faintly in front of him.He searched for the sound and walked, and the singing became more and more clear: There was a stone arch bridge in front, and on the railing of the bridge sat an unkempt old man with disheveled white hair and a disheveled beard.A drunken flushed face stood out against the backdrop.Coupled with a beam of golden sunset, which is being projected on his face, it looks particularly magical and eye-catching. He looked up at a face, squinted his eyes and sang loudly, with one leg crossed on the other, hanging on the river and swaying to the rhythm of the singing.Singing and singing, a broken shoe on the foot fell into the river all of a sudden.He opened his eyes slightly, and caught a glimpse of Zhang Liang who was walking up the bridge.

"Hey, young man, go down and pick up that shoe with me!" Zhang Liang was stunned for a moment, and great disgust surged in his heart.This drunk was so arrogant and rude that he asked others to go down the river to pick up his shoes!He felt an insult to his personality, and wanted to step forward and beat him half to death, so that he could wake up from his drunkenness.But he immediately changed his mind, forget it, why bother with a drunk, he passed by dismissively, looked up at the clouds in the western sky. The old man didn't even look at his behavior, but still shouted in an intolerable tone: "Hey, young man, don't you hear? Tell you to pick up my shoes!"

Zhang Liang turned around abruptly and stood motionless, his face turning blue and purple.If you say that he is an ignorant old man, listening to him sing "Water of the Canglang" is so meaningful and unforgettable for a long time.But why is it so stupid and stubborn, making people hate it?Seeing that he sang such a beautiful and moving song, and he is so old, it doesn't matter to help him once, why bother to be angry with this kind of person?Don't you always tell yourself that you have to suffer, be angry, and be able to bend and stretch?How come you can't restrain yourself when you encounter a little thing?

He silently went to the bottom of the river, picked up the dirty and worn-out shoe, came to the old man, and handed it to him, thinking that he should be satisfied now, right? Unexpectedly, the poor old man didn't even bother to stretch out his hand, he tapped the bare foot with his chin, and said, "Put it on for me!" This old man has gone too far. Zhang Liang was carrying that broken shoe, neither throwing it nor wearing it, it's really rare in the world to meet such a tricky and eccentric person who has no self-knowledge.Just wear it, what else can you say? He suddenly thought of the phrase "Old people are old and old people are old", and his heart became much calmer.

He squatted down without saying a word, and put the shoe on for the old man. This strange old man didn't even have a word of thanks, he stood up and stretched, then turned his back to the sky and laughed.When his figure disappeared into the jungle, a hoarse and desolate singing voice came from a distance: The singing gradually weakened, crying and complaining in the field at dusk. The afterglow of the setting sun has been extinguished, and dusk has risen over the earth.In the twilight, Zhang Liang stood alone at the bridge head, his chest was filled with a strange feeling, he felt that this strange old man was absolutely extraordinary.His deep singing voice, sharp eyes and peculiar laughter told him that the most mysterious thing in the world is people, and people can never be seen through at a glance or explained clearly in one sentence. Missing out on a real human being.

He was thankful that he had restrained his recklessness. At this moment, a voice came from behind him and rang in his ears: "You can teach a child! Come here before dawn in five days. I have something to tell you." Zhang Liang suddenly turned his head, and saw a figure standing on the slope by the forest, it was the old man, who turned around and disappeared into the night after speaking. At this time, the dusk was dim and the earth was silent. He is carrying a mysterious and exciting temptation that cannot be suppressed. What will he bring in the morning five days later?He made many, many guesses, but they all felt unlikely.

He couldn't sleep at night. Could it be another "son of Lord Xinling?" Could it be that the government has discovered some suspicious whereabouts of him and sent someone to test him out?You have to guard against it! Five days later, at dusk, he hurried to the bridge.It was very quiet before dawn, only the noise of the river flowing could be heard. He heard the old man's laughter again, like the cry of a crow.He came to him: "Boy, do you still know me? Haha..." Innkeeper? !He didn't die that night in the wilderness? Suddenly, the jungle was brightly lit, and the fire reflected the sky, and the densely packed soldiers were approaching him with swords drawn...

He hurriedly turned around and jumped into the river. Unexpectedly, the shallow river bottom suddenly turned into a cliff, a deep bottomless cliff. He fell, fell, and the world was spinning... He woke up with a start, his face covered in cold sweat. The window has turned white.Oops!He turned over and got out of bed, put on his clothes and ran outside. It was just dawn, and the fields were shrouded in a milky morning mist.He ran to the river in one breath, and saw the old man sitting on the railing of the bridge from a distance, and he stood beside the old man respectfully with his hands down in embarrassment.

The old man was quite indignant: "How can a young man be dishonest! My old man actually arrived before you, is it plausible?" Zhang Liang's face was flushed, and he said in a low voice, "I'm so ashamed. I was so excited that I couldn't close my eyes all night because of meeting the old man. Who would have thought that I would fall asleep again at dawn..." "Stop talking, go back, wait another five days, come earlier!" The old man got up and walked away. The old man five days ago is completely different from the old man today. One is unrestrained and cynical, while the other is solemn, deep and unpredictable.What kind of person is he?

Another five days passed, he fell asleep early that night, guessing was futile, so I might as well get a good night's sleep and go to see what happened early tomorrow.Before dawn the next day, he got up and walked to the river.The earth was still dark, and he went to the bridge in the dark, thinking that there would be no more excuses today, right? From the other side of the arch bridge, Zhang Liang walked up the steps step by step, and just as he climbed to the highest point of the bridge deck, he saw a dark figure sitting by the bridge railing at the end of the bridge over there, before he could speak. , I heard a voice asking sternly: "Are you late again? How can I explain today?" Zhang Liang was at a loss for words for a while, he didn't know what to say, so he could only say: "I rushed here today before dawn, but I was still late..." The old man didn't understand him at all: "What big things can a person do if he can't even make it to the appointment? Can you make others trust you if you miss the appointment twice? It seems that you and I don't have this fate, so please come back , I don’t need to come tomorrow, I don’t want to associate with a person who doesn’t believe what he says.” After speaking, he got up and left. "Don't be angry, old man. Wansheng definitely didn't mean to neglect Mr., and I was so excited that I couldn't sleep all night when I heard Mr. called and taught me something. I think I have been through ups and downs all my life. Years, so far nothing has been achieved. Mr. Wang’s teachings are like Wang Yunni during a severe drought. Late students are definitely not shallow and sloppy playboys, Mr. Wang will give you another chance. I will engrave the kindness of your teachings in my heart and will never forget it for the rest of my life.” These sincere words of love finally moved the old man, he turned around and said only one sentence: "The matter is only three, and it will be five days later." Then he left without looking back. On the fifth night again, he decided not to go to bed, but lit a candle, took out a wooden scroll, and read until midnight.Then he turned off the lights and closed the door and came to the bridge. He looked up and saw that the night was dark and the sky was full of stars. Sitting upright by the bridge railing, he heard the river rushing day and night, and the evening wind was blowing chilly, and he couldn't help but feel shivering all over. He waited, as if waiting for a fateful oracle.In the quiet night, he could hear his own heart beating. What would the old man bring him? His whole body was about to freeze, as long as he still had breath, he had to hold on no matter what, what else could he say today? Time seemed to be frozen, and he also seemed to be frozen, only the river did not stop, and the wind did not stop. He stared at the night sky, the stars were shining brightly tonight, like a huge chessboard, covered with thousands of pieces.Who made this chess game?What kind of hands are manipulating the chess pieces?Who will win and lose in this game of fighting for thousands of years, and when will it end? A meteor streaked across the night sky and crashed into the vast sky. He felt that his life was too small.It's not as good as a shooting star that can brighten the night sky in an instant. No, isn't it a shining meteor in Bolangsha?But it's just a shooting star! It's not easy for human life to be like a radiant constellation in the night sky!Heh, meteors are like rain... Is history a starry sky for outstanding people? The sky full of stars gradually faded, and finally a bright morning star rose in the east. He stared at the end of the path at the edge of the jungle, waiting for the old man to appear, not daring to blink his eyes.But his eyes were sore, and he still couldn't be seen. The moment of his first arrival has passed, and the moment of his second arrival has also passed, and the sky behind the jungle has already turned bright egg blue. Had he been fooled by the old man again?How many falsehoods and frauds in the world are shrouded in a solemn and sacred aura. A surge of hot blood rushed to his head, he wanted to stand up, but his feet didn't listen, and he staggered forward.Suddenly he felt a strong hand under his arm supporting him, so that he did not fall. "Hahahaha, are you tired of waiting? Please follow me!" Zhang Liang followed the old man through the jungle, climbed up to the highest mountain here, and sat down on a rock beside the cliff. At this time, a round of red sun was majesticly emerging from the colorful morning glow, with brilliance. The old man stroked his beard fluttering in the morning wind, and began to speak, his voice was like a bell: "Anyone in the world who can achieve great things has gone through hardships, ups and downs, and almost died. Therefore, only perseverance, perseverance, Can overcome all kinds of difficulties and dangers. People who are rough-hearted and will collapse at the touch of a touch are unbearable. Only those who can endure can be tough and brave for a while. , Wisdom can defeat an invincible enemy. Knowing the past and the present, keeping strategic strategies in mind, strategizing, and decisively winning thousands of miles, this can be regarded as true wisdom and courage, and only then can one be regarded as a true hero." After speaking, he got up and picked up a big stone from behind, and took out a scroll of wooden slips from below and handed it to Zhang Liang, saying, "You can take this book back and study it with great concentration, so that you can understand it. It will benefit you for the rest of your life. Once the world changes, , you can be the emperor's teacher, plan and decide the victory." Zhang Liang knelt in front of the old man, took the wooden slips with both hands and said: "Thanks to Mr.'s teaching, I will remember it in my heart, and I will be grateful. I have never met my husband. Please tell me your name and name. Why do you teach me so painstakingly? If the younger generation can't figure it out, Mr. Wang will explain it clearly." The old man replied calmly: "As long as you feel that every word I say is a true understanding of you, like the spring breeze to the vegetation, like the sweet rain to the dry grass, why bother to ask for the surname. A person's name can be changed day and night. , but a person's personality and aspirations are hard to change. You don't use your real name, and I have forgotten mine long ago. If you become famous in the future, you want to see me. After thirteen years, when you I will assist a king to pass under the Jibei Gucheng Mountain, if you see a yellow stone there, it will be me." After speaking, he got up and floated away. In an instant, his hoarse and desolate voice resounded in the valley far away: Zhang Liang sat alone on the mountain in a daze, the singing sounded a strange and mysterious feeling in his chest that was hard to describe. Who is this "Yellowstone" old man? All of a sudden, the old man's squinting eyes sparkled like torches in his heart! The dumb old blacksmith with a shaved head and no beard growing on his chin in front of the blacksmith shop, isn't it the same lightning-like gaze that was cast on him through the quenching water vapor? Could it be him? ! His heart beat rapidly. Zhang Liangfei also ran back home, closed the door, washed his hands, burned a stick of incense, and respectfully opened the wooden slips in the curling green smoke like seal script. These were the three volumes of "Tai Gong Art of War" written in small seal script.He carefully read the military tactics of Taigong Jiang Ziya, the outstanding military adviser of King Wen of Zhou Dynasty. It was as if a beam of bright and dazzling sunlight shot out from the thick cloud, which made him a little dizzy with excitement. The art of war that he had been longing for for a long time was finally held in his hands like a priceless treasure! ... He is also an exile whose name has been lost for more than twenty years. About twenty years ago, it was the eighth year after King Qin Yingzheng succeeded to the throne. He was already a weak crown, shrewd and powerful.At that time, it was also the time when Lu Buwei's power was in power. He was not only the confidant of the first emperor Yaxiang, but also assisted the young emperor.Since the pre-Qin period, the style of raising scholars has been prevalent.The number of scholars living in the palace of the imperial court and dignitaries is as many as several thousand.Among them are all the three teachings and nine streams in the society with skills, and a considerable number of them are educated intellectuals, that is, scholars with thoughts and brains. However, objectively, it provided a stable living environment and material guarantee for a large number of intellectuals.Conducive to the development of ideas and the dissemination of culture. Take Lu Buwei as an example. His legendary experience has unabashedly left a disgusting and despicable record of playing power in ancient Chinese history.But he also did a great thing, that is, he used his own talent pool and think pool—that is, the many learned disciples he raised, to edit a book called an encyclopedia at that time. "Lu's Spring and Autumn Annals".Because he is the prime minister of the country, he has raised a large number of scholars to compile books there, which is really like today's "research institute" or "social science academy" and other institutions. Lu Xiangguo asked all the disciples to talk about the past and present of the world and the past and the present through a comprehensive review of what they have heard from various disciplines.At the beginning of the classification, it included teaching, music, the study of yin and yang, the art of pure health, military power, farming, mulberry and tree arts, etc., all-inclusive and complex.The book is divided into twelve chapters, eight reads, and six treatises, which are quite systematic.Moreover, when the book was completed, it was published at the gate of Xianyang City, with a thousand gold coins hanging on it. All princes, tourists, and guests are invited to reward those who can add or delete a word, and the article can stand scrutiny. The story happened when "Lu Shi Chun Qiu" was about to be completed. Among the cloud-like disciples in Lu Buwei's residence, there is a Korean Fang Yan who is in his forties. He is a scholar who specializes in the art of war.When he was young, he traveled all over the world, observed many dangerous passes and other places where military strategists must contend, widely collected ancient military books and annotated them in school magazines.Therefore, Lu Buwei asked Fang Yan to be in charge of writing a manuscript on military power and power.It is said that the chapters "Lunwei" and "Decisive Victory" in "Lu Shi Chunqiu" are all written by him. However, for Fang Yan, the most precious thing he hides is the secret book "Taigong Art of War" that he obtained from the people. The strategic wisdom of this ancient strategist flashes amazing wisdom, which is deafening. He originally wanted to take advantage of the rare opportunity of sorting out this book to include "Tai Gong Art of War" in it, lest it be lost in circulation due to the age. Should this secret treasure be made public?After much deliberation, he hesitated again. During these years as a guest in Lu Buwei's residence, he secretly heard many legends about this prime minister of Qin.He deeply understands and marvels that this giant Yangzhai businessman is not only good at hoarding strange things in business, but also has a good eye for power and tactics. He has played with several generations of Qin kings in the palm of his hand. This Lu Buwei first saw that the son of King Qin Xiaowen who was taken hostage to Zhao Guo could live in a strange person, so he became a confidant with the strange person.Then, on the one hand, he sent people into Qin Dynasty to use huge sums of money to please the childless concubine Mrs. Huayang who was still the crown prince Xiaowen Wang Zhu, and asked her to promise that the other person born to Li Xia Ji would be the crown prince.On the other hand, Zhao Ji, who was already pregnant with Lu Buwei's son, was sent to another person as a concubine.Later, after Qin and Zhao lost peace, he carefully planned to let the foreigner escape from danger and return to the country, and then sent Zhao Ji to Qin to reunite with the foreigner.Every step of the way is smooth, and things always work out in his favour. King Zhaoxiang died of illness, King Xiaowen succeeded to the throne, and made Chu (that is, a different person) the crown prince.Unexpectedly, King Xiaowen died after only three days as the emperor, and the prince Chu succeeded to the throne, and the son born to Zhao Ji was appointed as the prince. This is the later Qin Shihuang.After all these twists and turns, Ri Buwei's far-sighted and well-planned business finally reaped great profits.As a result, he jumped from a merchant to the prime minister of Qin, granted him the title of Marquis Wenxin, and ate 100,000 households in Luoyang, Henan. Lu Buwei has always had a hard time leaving his businessman nature. After the success of this hugely profitable business, he was never content to stop, on the contrary it aroused his crazy ambition.At this time, Qin Wangzheng had succeeded to the throne, but Lu Buwei hadn't restrained himself in the slightest. His old relationship relapsed, and he often went to the palace to hang out with the widowed empress dowager.I heard that not long ago, a woman with a strong penis was brought into the palace to pretend to be a eunuch, but in fact she had never been castrated to satisfy the empress dowager's fiery lust... In view of these situations, Fang Yan made up his mind not to dedicate "Taigong Art of War". One day, Lu Buwei summoned him and said to him: "I read the article on military warfare written by Mr. It is very exciting. I heard that Mr. also has a collection of ancient military books. I wonder if I can borrow it to read?" Fang Yan was shocked when he heard the words, why did he know that he had a military book?In order to clarify the facts, he immediately pretended to be obedient and indifferent, and said happily: "Yes, a year ago, I received the fragments of "Tai Gong Art of War" from the people, which were only fragments and could not be read through. Recently, I found out that there is a fisherman living in seclusion by the Weishui River, who has a complete copy of "Taigong Art of War". If Xiangguo is eager to see it first, you can give me a three-month holiday and let me go to investigate. If I visit, I will definitely sort it out The complete "Taigong Art of War" is dedicated to Xiangguo. At that time, Xiangguo will assist King Qin to conquer the six kingdoms and unify the world, and his achievements will last forever." Fang Yan's words hit his heart, and Lu Buwei was overjoyed and overjoyed, and immediately ordered a heavy reward. Fang Yan refused and said: "Xiangguo wait a minute, it won't be too late to collect the bounty after I visit this hermit." Lu Buwei felt that Fang Yan was a trustworthy person, and asked him to go after repeated entrustments. Fang Yan stepped back and thought, it must be one of the diners who sneaked through his collection of books while he was away, and then ran to Lu Buwei to inform him, hoping to ask for credit and reward. So, in the middle of the night, he closed the doors and windows, blocked the lights, wrote some insignificant words and phrases on wooden slips, and wrapped them up and put them where they were.The next day, he quietly moved "Prince's Art of War" out of the museum, and secretly hid it in the home of a friend who opened a wine shop.After finishing all this, he still socialized with all the diners as if nothing had happened, and invited them to have a drink.He told everyone that Lu Xiangguo ordered him to collect and sort out the "Taigong Art of War", and he also threatened to fulfill this great wish in his life, and die without regret. Later, he disappeared at some point, and the disciples thought that he had gone to fulfill the mission of Xiangguo, waiting for him to bring back a complete "Taigong Art of War" from the bank of the Weishui River. After three months, Fang Yan still didn't come back, and the diners got used to it, no one bothered to ask. Only half a year later, Lu Buwei suddenly remembered one day, why did Fang Yan, who went to the Weishui River to search for "The Grand Duke's Art of War", not come back for so long?They sent people to question him, but he was nowhere to be seen.Searching his residence, only to find a packet of fragments of fragments, did he realize that he had been fooled.For a time, within the territory of Xianyang and Qin, notices were posted everywhere to capture Fang Yan.When the common people gathered in front of the notice and looked at the portrait of this thick-browed, thick-bearded prisoner, he had already left Hangu Pass and came to South Korea to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests. It is said that after Qin Wangzheng learned about this, he was also eager to get this "Taigong Art of War".He knew very well that getting this book of war was like getting Jiang Ziya who assisted Duke Zhou.King Qin is about to unify the six kingdoms, how much he yearns for the "Taigong Art of War", how many people have been sent to investigate, but there is still no news. After Fang Yan lived in seclusion for more than ten years, he saw that his temples had grown gray.His greatest wish in life is to give an account of this book of war, and to pass it on to someone who is truly trustworthy and who can really do a great job.Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.The person who can teach him the art of war must be the one who can avenge him, the one who dares to stand up against Qin Shihuang, but finding such a person is like looking for a needle in a haystack, how difficult it is!He thought that such a person might be hard to come by. He is searching hard.If he still can't meet such a person at the moment of his death, he is determined to burn this book of war that has condensed his whole life's painstaking efforts and accompanied him through life and death! So, he shaved off his beard and hair, and immediately changed his appearance.He and his apprentice opened a blacksmith's shop by the side of the road. From then on, he pretended to be a dumb man, and only used his lightning-like eyes to search for and search for the hustle and bustle of the crowd that hurried past every day. ... One day, he finally waited for an imposing wealthy businessman. This man wanted to order a pair of iron cones weighing more than 100 jin. He would not hesitate to spend any money, and he also asked to keep a secret for him. What exactly does he want to do?In his desperate heart, a sprout of hope suddenly appeared! After the iron cone was mysteriously taken away, it didn't take long for Bo Langsha to send an earth-shattering blow.Wasn't he the one who made the big iron cone that flew towards Qin Shihuang's Luanyu?His heart was pounding in ecstasy!It's him, it's him!This is the person who can accept the art of war that I have dreamed of and have been waiting for for more than 20 years! Later I heard that the assassin escaped and looked like a woman, so who is he?God bless, he was able to escape from death unexpectedly, and he survived the catastrophe, he is definitely not an ordinary person!Then there was Qin Shihuang Dasuo for ten days, and the patrolling horse team galloped past every day, digging three feet, but there was no news that the assassin was caught, so it can be seen that he escaped. He is really a brave man with extraordinary courage. If you read it carefully Art of war, isn't he both wise and brave? From then on, he often beat the incandescent iron with a hammer, but looked at the pedestrians on the road with his eyes.A piece of iron was hammered back and forth, but he didn't know what it was or what it looked like. He was looking for the person he had never forgotten. He believed that one day, he would be able to stand among the passers-by in front of the shop. , found the young man who ordered the iron cone. One day, he was quenching a piece of iron into water, and a white steam rose up.At this moment, through the water vapor, he saw a person wearing a tattered bamboo hat walking by.The moment their eyes met like sparks, the man immediately pulled off his bamboo hat, covered his face tightly and walked over quickly. "It's him! Close the door!" Since then, people no longer know where the dumb blacksmith and his apprentices are.