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Chapter 485

The winter in the south of the Yangtze River is not as cold as the north. Although there is light snow, the air is still warm.

One hundred thousand Yue troops were wearing leather armor and holding weapons, and lined up in a solemn manner without fear of the cold. The Yue army was trained by the great sages of military strategists and had already been banned. It can be said that it is a powerful army in the world.

The saint didn't care at all, drove straight into the battlefield, and said loudly: "Please come out and speak!"

The attack on Wu was a national war. The great marshal of the army was the prince Qi of Yue. He was already a middle-aged man in his forties. He was thin and looked at the wolf. He drove forward and saluted proudly, "I have seen Da Sikong, but I don't know what kind of teachings are there today?"

The sage served in the court and held the position of the three ministers in the court, with a high status. However, the royal family's authority is not obvious now, and they have only a status, so what's the use? The King of Yue deliberately called him an official title, which was also ironic.

The sage said calmly: "The emperor has an order that the Yue Kingdom will raise troops without reason and attack Wu Kingdom, which is contrary to the laws of the princes. If the Yue army is ordered to retreat to the border, you should reflect on yourself. If you are obsessed with it, the heavenly soldiers will attack it, and it will be too late to regret it!"

King Yue was dumbfounded for a long time, and then laughed loudly: "Celestial Soldier? Dasikong, just the 300 people behind you? If you were not alone to see you represent the court, you would leave some thin face for you, just raise your hand and turn you into powder!"

He raised his hand gently, and thousands of crossbowmen on the left raised their longbows upwards. The bow and arrow were raised, and the arrows were shining with cold light. Once fired, it would pour like rain, making people shudder.

The soldiers behind the saint had weak legs, all their faces were pale, and they were complaining in their hearts.

The Yue army showed off their power, and now they do have the same military power as they are now. The saint's face remained unchanged and said seriously: "The emperor's sage power is here, so how can you compete with your own power? You have also visited my Luoyi Academy to listen. I will give you another chance. You must know that you will not survive if you commit sins!"

King Yue said annoyedly: "It is precisely because of this incense feeling that I have tolerated it again and again! If the teacher does not retreat quickly, he is afraid that the sword will be blind. If it is injured by accident, I will not blame me!"

The saint closed his eyes and sighed, "I am obsessed with it. Since that's the case, please do it."

Gao Huajun was shocked and was about to advise the saint not to take risks, but Ye Xingyuan grabbed him. The scene where the saint showed his great supernatural powers for the first time was right in front of him, how could he miss it?

King Yue gritted his teeth. He originally wanted to scare the people of the Zhou royal family away, nor did he want to be accused of being a traitor. But how could the saints be so aggressive that he would step down as the king of a country?

He was originally a mean and polite person with a violent temper, so he shouted angrily: "Shoot the arrows and shoot them all to death!"

The crossbowmen beside them shouted in unison, and with the whizzing sound, thousands of arrows flew together, covering the saints and the three hundred soldiers!

Gao Huajun was very anxious and rushed towards the saint, trying to save him by escaping. Many soldiers looked pale and looked to death. Ye Xingyuan opened his eyes wide, waiting to see the legendary scene.

The saint smiled and lived on the chariot, with his sleeves stretched out, and only a word was gently spit out of his mouth, "Stop!"

The words followed the Dharma, like Lunyin. The thousands of arrows shot quickly were imprisoned by invisible power, and they stopped in the air in a steady state. This scene was very strange, and no one could believe it if it had not been seen with his own eyes.

Neither moving forward, nor retreating, nor falling, this fixed picture makes people shocked.

After the King of Yue gave the order, he thought that the next thing would be a bloody scene. Only when he saw these troublemakers being shot into hedgehogs one by one, could he be happy.

Unexpectedly, when I saw this situation, I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and I was unstable in my foothold. I almost fell from the chariot, without the dignity of a king of a country.

"What is this?" No matter how enemies and friends were, they shouted loudly in disbelief.

"This is the supernatural power of a saint." Ye Xingyuan sighed in a low voice, his eyes flashing with envy. This scene is recorded in historical books, but no matter what, how could he witness it with his own eyes and be shocked?

It is precisely because of this magical power that one person can break millions of troops that the saints can end the troubled times with the power of one person and create the foundation for three thousand years of prosperity.

Gao Huajun was stunned. He touched the back of his head, giggled foolishly, looked at the saint's gaze, and even more admiration appeared.

"June Yue! Not only do you not obey the laws of the princes, but you also dare to attack the envoys of the court. You are actually a traitor. At this time, you will wake up and follow me to return to Luoyi to collect the crime. You still have the opportunity to survive. If you dare to do something wrong again, be careful of your life!" The majestic voice of the saint sounded on the battlefield.

King Yue was stunned for a while. At this point, he was about to destroy the Wu Kingdom and unify Jiangnan. How could he let go if he was obsessed with ghosts? He shouted: "This is a magic trick. Don't be afraid of all the soldiers! Charge!"

He held up his long spear, led the way, and rushed out in a chariot. The soldiers of Yue Kingdom behind him received strict training. Seeing the king charge, he followed him without any hesitation.

The saint sighed: "A general is incompetent and exhausts the three armies."

He waved his sleeves and said softly: "Go!"

I saw the arrow that was stuck in the air suddenly seemed to have been driven around by some force, turned around, and shot towards Prince Yue.

King Yue was caught off guard and waved his long halberd to tap the arrow as dense as rain, but he could not block it. In a moment, a long arrow pierced the shoulder. He couldn't hold the weapon and could not escape. He was shot into a hedgehog in an instant.

The emperor's hands and horses were also shot to death, and the chariots were stopped in place and could not move. The Vietnamese army charging behind was shot to death by shooting more than a hundred people. The people behind were lost and did not dare to charge again, and the battlefield was once again stuck.

The dispute between Wu and Yue came to a temporary end in this strange and fantasy way.

Prince Qi of Yue provoked the authority of the saints and punished them on the spot. The 100,000 army had no leader and had no choice but to retreat to the State of Yue. The peace talks between the Wu and Yue countries ushered in peace for more than ten years.

This is the beginning of a new era.

Ye Xingyuan once saw records in history books, but when he was there, he couldn't help but suddenly realize that night, the saint entered the city, and the King of Wu went out to greet him, holding the horses for the saint, expressing great respect.

But Ye Xingyuan only saw fear and respect in his eyes. This was natural. Since the Zhou royal family declined, and the disputes between countries were only a distinction between strength and weakness. Although the saint took action to save the Wu Kingdom, it also made the King of Wu understand that there was an inviolable Zhou Emperor above his head.

As a prince, no one wants a true emperor.

Therefore, the King of Wu did not thank Ye Xingyuan, who had difficulty in inviting rescue soldiers, and was even more indifferent and hated than before.

The fate of "Zhong Qi" is not very good next. Ye Xingyuan knew it very well, but he did not expose it.

On the second day, the saint met with the envoys of Yue and ordered them to pay tribute on time and not to violate the royal courtesy, so they led their troops to leave without interfering in the peace talks between Wu and Yue.

Ye Xingyuan sent the saint out of the city thirty miles away, and was very respectful to him. The saint turned around and said only to him, "The way of great rituals will be in the next twenty years. I hope you will do it yourself."

Everyone was confused and Gao Huajun could not understand it. Only Ye Xingyuan knew it. This indicates that history still seems to have not changed in the next twenty years.

He responded: "Students should be good at understanding."

The saint nodded and ordered people to take several volumes of the Spring and Autumn Annals and hand them over to Ye Xingyuan, "In the future, you can call me my disciple. But the number of days is like this, my teachers and students will not be able to spend time and night together. I am a little lazy on weekdays and do not write, and there is no book to teach you.

There are three volumes of Spring and Autumn here, which I compiled in the past few years. You can read them carefully or gain some insights."

Ye Xingyuan was overjoyed and quickly took the book and respectfully sent the saint away. The saint had no works passed down from generation to generation, but only compiled the six classics. Among them, the "Spring and Autumn Annals" were voluminous. Although it was historical materials circulated in ancient times, the thoughts could also be seen from the compilation of the saints.

Many of the later generations specialized in the Spring and Autumn Period and obtained the great way of the saints. The saints compiled the Spring and Autumn Period and the traitors were afraid of the traitors. This is why.

Not to mention Ye Xingyuan returned to his home with Chunqiu, and studied it carefully. But when the Wu and Yue countries negotiated with each other, although the people of Yue had just died and were panicked, they were strong and fierce, and the saints were gone, so they were no longer afraid of fear. So the lion spoke loudly and asked Wu to compensate the military expenses and send hostages to retreat.

The King of Wu was secretly weak and timid. Although he knew that Yue was also a paper tiger and would never dare to do it again, he was afraid that they would stay in Wu and not leave. He was cautious during the negotiations and made concessions all the way.

Finally, he promised to compensate a large amount of gold and silk and ceded five cities, so that the peace agreement was barely planned. However, the people of Yue were greedy and said, "Zhong Qi of your country is very abominable. He killed the king of our country. If the king of Wu asks the king of Wu to send him to Yue as a hostage, this matter will be resolved."

Prince Qi of Yue sought death and died under the supernatural powers of the saints. The people of Yue did not dare to find the saints to do so, but they hated Ye Xingyuan, who attracted the saints, but did not dare to blatantly take his life. They just wanted him to go to Yue as a hostage and torture and bully.

The King of Wu hesitated for a moment. He and Zhong Qi were friends, and he was able to ascend the throne because Zhong Qi assassinated his father. He was grateful. However, after becoming the king, his kindness gradually faded and he had no good feelings for Zhong Qi. This time, Zhong Qi took his own actions and saved the Wu Kingdom. Not only did he not be grateful, but he felt disgusted.

Since Yue State had this request, he simply followed the situation and agreed.

When the Zhong family received the news, the loyal servant Ada's eyes were full of tears. He rushed home to report the letter and cried, "Young Master, King Wu Wu is not sincere. If you want to hand you over to the people of Yue, we should leave!"

It was not strange that he abandoned his country and left in this chaotic spring and autumn. But when Ada came home, he saw Ye Xingyuan calmly packing his greetings and preparing to travel far.

Ye Xingyuan smiled and said, "I had known this before. The King of Wu could share hardships and wealth, but as a native of Wu, I should do my best for the people. With a saint here, the people of Yue dared not do anything to me. Just go there, so what can I do?"

He stood up and Shi Shiran went to Yue Kingdom.
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