Can you live forever

Chapter 4 Overseas Giants, Remnants of Yin Shang

Just after the winter solstice, the festive celebrations have not yet dissipated. Children in the villages are playing snowballs under the heavy snow.

A boy shouted: "Zhang Zhixiang, come and play!"

Some children envied: "Big Fangfeng, I want to ride a horse too!!"

A child showed off: "Zhang Zhixiang, my family ate chive dumplings yesterday, they were delicious!"

Taoism has "four fasts", that is, not to eat cattle, mullet, swan geese, and dogs."Five meat and four fishy" are also banned, that is, green onions, leeks, garlic, brassica, coriander, pepper, cumin, star anise, and pepper are not allowed.

Leek dumplings...

Zhang Zhixiang sighed, he is a Taoist priest who is a serious monk, and his nominal master is Zhang Daoling, the ancestral celestial master. Although he is not a vegetarian like the Quanzhen Sect, there are some things he cannot eat.

"The imperial envoy came to the mountain yesterday and sent several carts of things, but the bird's nest tasted nothing."

"The mutton dumplings are just like that."

"The lychee, longan, and watermelon of the royal offering are not sweet, so they can be eaten fresh in winter..."

After Zhang Zhixiang spoke, the children all cried loudly and went home to find their mothers, while he, like a victorious general, commanded Fangfeng to go home.

Maybe he heard the voice at the entrance of the village, or saw the figure of Da Fangfeng.

Mother Zhang Fushi stood at the door watching and waiting.

"mother!"

Zhang Zhixiang shouted excitedly, he lived on the mountain and would only come home every now and then, so his mother missed him very much, and after Zhang Zhixiang landed, she dragged her son to chatter.

"Why didn't you go home yesterday, mother made a lot of dumplings."

"Yesterday, the imperial envoy came to the mountain, and he conferred the title of Dazheng Baoguang Dazheng to the senior brother, who is in charge of Taoist affairs in the world, and has been rewarded with many things. Your Majesty."

"real?!"

"That is, I will go to Beijing to see the emperor after the next year."

"Isn't my son going to be the prime minister in the future?"

"Prime Minister Ziyi, isn't he the prime minister?"

The mother and son entered the house chatting, Da Fangfeng followed behind, hunched through the door, and did not enter the house anymore. Zhang Xiucai's house was short, and he felt uncomfortable going in. He swept the snow off the long stone bench in the yard, So I sat and waited.

Soon a servant girl came over with a big earthen pot filled with boiling hot broth.

After Da Fangfeng thanked him, he took it. The maidservant struggled to carry the ten-jin thing, but it was like a teacup in his hand, and he drank it all in one gulp.

Then came Zhang Xiucai with the book boy.

Zhang Xiucai was holding two roast chickens and a jar of shochu in his hand, and the book boy was holding a large basket of steamed buns. After putting away the things, Zhang Baichuan said with a smile: "The steamed buns were ready yesterday, and I steamed them again today, so the taste should not be delayed." .”

"I wanted to cut some beef."

"Thinking that Anping can't eat beef, I won't make him complain."

Zhang Zhixiang's name was given by the old heavenly master, so Zhang Xiucai had no choice but to take a step back and directly gave his son the name of Zhang Zhixiang, whose name was Anping.

"Handle an elephant, the world will go. Go without harm, Anpingtai."

The same sentence is quoted, but with different expectations and different directions. Zhang Baichuan, a talented scholar, naturally yearns for self-cultivation, family governance, and world peace. He also hopes that his son will be safe and sound for the rest of his life.

same.

Because of Zhang Zhixiang's vision when he was born, other people said that immortals came to the world, and his expectations were too high. Zhang Baichuan was afraid that his son would feel very uncomfortable if he couldn't respond to this expectation.

I hope that if he is ordinary, he can be content with being ordinary.

"Thank you sir, the grilled chicken is also very good." Da Fangfeng's voice is Shen Xiong, even if he is very respectful, it still seems to be "roaring". Those who don't know him may lose his face, but the maids of the Zhang family are no longer afraid.

But every time I look at this giant, I feel amazing.

Such a big steamed bun, swallowed it in one bite.

Roast chicken does not spit out bones...

Zhang Baichuan stroked his beard and watched Da Fangfeng eat, and said with a smile: "I always think it might be because of your size, your style is more like a barbarian Jurchen from the north, not like a Yin Di'an."

Da Fangfeng didn't mind either, and said, "I know I should remove the bone, but it's troublesome, so I just swallowed it."

"For the savage Jurchen, I'm afraid they will eat raw chicken."

Da Fangfeng also knows the savage Jurchen, he heard that it is a real barren land where they drink blood, do not grow grains, are neither relatives nor filial piety, and they Yindi'an people are not savages.

They can plant and raise livestock.

When Zheng He's fleet arrived in Shangzhou, they also brought many advanced agricultural tools, including curved plows, sickles, and threshing sticks. They taught them more advanced rice seeds, transplanting rice seedlings, and pond irrigation. They fired the porcelain and glazed it.

Their tribe even got the promise of Zheng He's fleet to use the Big Dipper flag.

During the reign of Xuande, Emperor Xuande confided several big countries and tribes in Shangzhou, gave gold medals and documents, and became a courtier of Ming Dynasty...

It stands to reason that he should be considered a citizen of Daming.

But since Yingzong, the official fleet of Ming Dynasty no longer travels to and from Shangzhou, Kunlun Continent, and Xiluozhou. Only private caravans come and go. Small countries in places too far away are unable to go to Ming Dynasty to pay tribute. Now the main body of tribute is only Go to Fusang, North Korea, Ryukyu and other countries that are closer to Ming Dynasty.

Unlike the goodwill and assistance of the imperial fleet, private caravans are all about profit.

There are often caravans engaged in human trade like the Xiluo people. Their tribe warmly entertained a caravan at the beginning, but they were raided by the caravan that night. The battle with muskets and explosives caused their tribe to suffer a crushing defeat.

As the number one warrior of the tribe, Da Fangfeng was knocked out by a shell and became a prisoner after waking up...

After traveling to Daming and being rescued by Tianshi Mansion, it's not that he didn't think about revenge.

But the old celestial master said that if he wants to take revenge, he must first learn the skills, so he stayed in the celestial master's mansion. In the past ten years, he has learned Chinese, recognized Chinese characters, and learned a strong martial arts.

In the past few years, I have gone down the mountain several times, but the more I know, the more uncertain I feel about revenge.

Enemies are too powerful...

Of course, Da Fangfeng wouldn't tell the Zhang family these things, he just didn't want to be compared with the savage Jurchen.

Although he was a bit informal in his actions, he was not a savage. Even before Daming's fleet arrived in Shangzhou, they were not savages. This is very important.

"Naturally there is a difference."

"If you were a savage who drank blood, how would the rain dare to approach you? Right, rain?"

Zhang Baichuan turned around and asked with a smile, the little maid blushed and protested, "I, I'm very courageous..."

"Hahaha……"

Everyone burst out laughing, because when they first saw Dafangfeng, Yushui cried in fright, muttering about how pitiful it was that I didn't taste good.

After Zhang Baichuan laughed, he suddenly remembered something, and shouted, "Anping! Anping! Come quickly."

Zhang Zhixiang ran out of the house and asked, "What's wrong? Dad."

"Didn't you be curious last time about their people in Yin Di'an? Weifu recently read the Book of Songs and understood their origins with us. Quickly ask your mother to warm up a few pots of wine and bring out the hot pot. Let's chat while eating."

"Really?"

Zhang Zhixiang was stunned for a moment, but he still went to ask his mother to prepare hot pot.

It's really weird, what evidence can there be in the "Book of Songs"?Isn't Yindi'an a transliteration?Just like the "Indians" of later generations, as for Shangzhou, it should be based on the term Yindi'an people, right?

Could it be that he is really a descendant of the Shang Dynasty?
(End of this chapter)