"There's even the smell of lead powder on these imperial bulletins. That's strange. Could it be that the imperial bulletins were printed on the imperial bulletins? " Hong Yi picked up the piles of imperial bulletins from the court, cabinet, and six ministries on the table. He discovered that they were all engraved in the same color. Smelling it carefully, there was also the smell of lead powder.
Anyone who practiced Taoist techniques would burn lead and mercury, so they were naturally very sensitive to lead powder.
One had to know that engraving a book first required a piece of wood. Then, the words were carved one by one, and then ink was used to print it onto the paper. This was usually used to print important books and sages' scriptures. The imperial bulletins of the court were changing with each passing day, and there were new articles every day. Engraving it like this was too wasteful, and there was no time. Thus, the court officials, nobles, and merchants who wanted to understand the various policies of the court and speculate on the movements of the court would go to a place that specialized in copying imperial bulletins.
When Hong Yi saw the imperial bulletins, he felt it was a bit strange.
"I also thought it was strange at first, but I recently used a lot of money to find out that the Champion Marquis had his subordinate, Daoist Fang Xiandao, make individual characters out of lead, arrange them into plates, and then offer them to the imperial family. It's much more convenient to print the imperial bulletins every day, and there's no need for a large amount of manpower to copy. The imperial household has specially set up the imperial bulletins department for this. Every day, hundreds of thousands of imperial bulletins are printed and distributed to various places. They are also sold within a hundred miles of the capital. Just from this alone, I've calculated that the palace treasury earns over a hundred thousand taels of silver every year. That's equivalent to the tax revenue of a small province. "
Murong Yan played with the intricate blood-patterned steel needle in her hand without hesitation. When it came to financial management and intelligence gathering, Murong Yan had always been an expert in this field.
"A single lead block of words? Arrange them into plates? This Champion Marquis really has some strange ideas. No wonder even that Monogatari was moved by him. " Hong Yi thought to himself. He already understood what this meant. "But using lead to make characters and arrange them into plates is probably difficult for the common people to do because there aren't that many lead blocks. It's better to use something else instead. However, with the appearance of this thing, it was likely that there would be a large number of books in the world in the future. That would be an immeasurable good thing. However, this thing would probably be attacked by a group of scholar-officials. It should be known that using a separate font to print erotic books and then printing books of sages was a taboo, and it would be easy to be attacked. Did any imperial censors impeach the Champion Marquis? "
Hong Yi was thinking about the cause and effect of this matter, trying to figure out the changes. In an instant, he had a feeling of clarity, as if he had grasped the essence of this matter. At the same time, his heart moved, as if he could see the many changes this matter would cause.
"By observing the fall of a leaf, one knows autumn … by observing the sun and the moon, one knows yin and yang. When the ancient sages looked at something, they could know the changes that would occur five hundred years later. Although the future was constantly changing, the great sages were able to grasp some of the meridians within after careful deliberation. I don't have that kind of ability, but I can still roughly figure out what will happen in the future. "
Hong Yi was very satisfied with his sudden feeling of clarity, grasping the essence of the matter, and thus deducing the approximate state of what was going to happen.
This was probably reading to nourish one's Qi, cultivating one's heart, and reaching an extremely high realm.
"The Champion Marquis has so many wonderful ideas? Could it be that he has cultivated to an extremely high realm, and has a sudden inspiration from seeing through the future? Impossible, his realm isn't that high, right? It's the kind of realm where sages appear once every five hundred years. He has long broken through to Human Immortal! "Hong Yi thought about it, but there was no conclusion. He also didn't believe that the Champion Marquis would come into contact with a place where books were printed. With a sudden inspiration, he thought of a separate type typesetting. At the same time, he thought of the changes in the future. This kind of sudden inspiration, seeing through the future, and clearly seeing through some changes, was something that even Human Immortals couldn't have.
Since he couldn't understand it, he might as well not think about these trivial matters.
At the same time, he flipped through the imperial bulletin on the table.
There was a large pile of imperial bulletins on the table, from autumn until now. The bulletins in the front were handwritten. Obviously, this type of typesetting would start in autumn, when the internal affairs of the imperial family started.
"Yes. 25th of September. Li Shenguang received an edict and entered the cabinet … 20th of October. The Champion Marquis won a great victory at the border, killed three thousand, and captured eighteen Iron Stupa cavalrymen … The emperor was pleased, and sent Prince He to reward the soldiers for their meritorious service, spending seven hundred thousand taels of silver from the national treasury … 5th of November, the Champion Marquis defeated Yun Meng's navy at sea, killed over ten thousand, captured twenty thousand enemies, and captured their national warship God of Meng. The emperor was pleased, and the entire court was shaken. The emperor bestowed the surname Yang to the Champion Marquis … Fubo General Xiao Tianyao was ambushed at sea, and was killed by Yun Meng's General Bi Shihua. He died a heroic death for the country, and the emperor mourned, bestowed gold and jade to comfort his family … 1st of December, the emperor felt heavy snow, and ordered all the prefectures and counties to allocate money and food to provide relief to the victims … "
Hong Yi read the imperial bulletin word by word, and after he left Jade Capital, he fumbled through all the big and small things that happened in the imperial court, and the changes in official positions. He had a rough idea of the current situation in the imperial court.
"That Bi Shihua really stole the credit! I was the one who killed Fubo General Xiao Tianyao! However, this matter was indeed effective, and now it's over! However, I'm afraid the Champion Marquis knows that I can't let him get hold of any evidence! "
When Hong Yi saw the news of Fubo General Xiao Tianyao dying for the country, he knew that the secret information he had asked Chan Yinsha to spread had been effective.
Now that the assassination of the imperial envoy was more or less over, he still had to guard against some people with ulterior motives.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Just as Hong Yi was trying to figure out the imperial bulletin, the sound of swords and sabers clashing came from outside. Two figures moved back and forth like the wind, fighting and killing each other. Only the shadows of sabers could be seen, and the strong blood qi and Yang qi could be seen. Even Hong Yi, who was in the room, could smell the blood qi emitted by the two Grandmaster experts fighting.
"Hmm, it's not Wu Sheng after all. He hasn't completed the blood exchange. That's why the two of them are fighting so fiercely. Amidst the Yang qi, there's still the smell of sweat, while Wu Sheng is just a fragrance!"
The people fighting outside the house were Chi Zhuiyang and his god-uncle, master and disciple.
If it wasn't Wu Sheng, an expert who hadn't completed the blood exchange, even a Grandmaster would have a strong smell of sweat when their Yang qi skyrocketed during an intense fight.
However, Wu Sheng didn't have that smell at all. Even if he exercised to the extreme, there would only be a fragrance.
This was the result of the blood exchange. The impurities in the blood were all refined, and the new replaced the old. It was also a sign of transcendence.
Hong Yi had stayed in the military camp for a long time, so he was already familiar with the smell of sweat.
Chi Zhuiyang was holding a huge white bone saber! This white bone saber was made from the teeth and bones of a 100-year-old Silver Shark. It was the divine weapon of the Yun Nation.
His goduncle was holding a weapon that was curved like a hook. On the surface of the weapon, there were runes and steps. It was actually made from Yun Meng's Heaven Stairway Steel! However, this weapon wasn't the style of Yun Meng's saber. Hong Yi recalled the weapons recorded in the martial scriptures. There didn't seem to be such a weapon.
The two Grandmasters came and went like the wind. When their weapons collided in the air, there was a series of vibrations and countless sparks. The air whistled like a torn rag.
"Hmm, the Blood Qi of a Martial Arts Great Grandmaster who has fused his body and soul into one is strong enough to break the Divine Soul of a Manifestation Realm expert. If it's a top Martial Arts Great Grandmaster who has condensed his fist intent, even a Great Perfection Body Possession expert might not be able to do anything to him."
Hong Yi thought to himself as he watched Chi Zhuiyang and his disciple spar.
After a year of training, Hong Yi's vision was no longer the same as before. His understanding of martial arts and Taoist techniques had also deepened to the extreme.
"Shh!"
At this moment, the two of them put away their sabers at the same time and stood upright. From their mouths, they spat out a long stream of air that formed a white mist in the cold wind.
"Goduncle, what's that hook of yours called?"
Hong Yi stood up and walked to the eaves after watching the master and disciple spar.
"Oh right, Master, I haven't seen this weapon before. Did you get it recently?" Chi Zhuiyang asked.
"Hmm, this was given to me by Miss when she was transferring her assets. I heard that it was made by a tribe called 'Wu' at the border between the Yun Meng Nation and the Western Region. I don't know its name, but it's sharp and tough. It's one of a kind." Goduncle quickly said.
"Oh? There's really a tribe called 'Wu'? This weapon is probably Champion Hou Shizhong's Wu Gou? But this thing can't even be called a saber. Champion Hou Shizhong called it a sword. It's really too … "
Hong Yi caressed the sharp edge of the 'wu hook'. The cold air on the edge of the blade caused the pores on his skin to contract nervously, turning into lumps of flesh.
"What a sharp weapon. It's even sharper than Shark Cutter. But compared to Shattering Blade and Eight Desolations Divine Halberd, it's still slightly inferior."
Hong Yi handed the Wu Gou back to Goduncle.
After that, he sat down and began to discuss the goods with Murong Yan.
Murong Yan controlled a large number of merchant goods channels. For example, she sold salt, tea, porcelain, and silk from the Da Qian Nation to Yun Meng Nation. She also brought a large number of horses, leather goods, knives, and slaves to the Central Plains of the Da Qian Nation. She even had caravans.
Now that she had left the Murong family, who knew how many resources she had in her hands? These resources would definitely be useful when helping Prince Yu ascend the throne.
It should be noted that the current struggle in the capital was not a battle between cultivators, nor was it a fight to the death between martial artists. In most cases, martial arts couldn't be used. This was a kind of rule that no one had the ability to break.
Of course, if Hong Yi was someone more powerful than the Monogatari, then he could break the rule a little. He could do something like assassinating the Emperor if he didn't like him.
Hong Yi was multitasking. While he was talking with Murong Yan, another part of his spirit had already entered the Spirit Space in the Cosmos Sack.
In the Spirit Space, Chan Yinsha was still sitting on a magic platform, silently cultivating her spirit.
At the same time, many indifferent phantoms appeared beside her. Among them were Yaksha Of Baekje, Rakshasa King, Shura Of Gojoseon, King Kong, and even Ming Of Silla!
At the same time, a vague Buddha of the past was suppressing in the middle.
And opposite the Buddha was a Dao Master whose whole body was surrounded by lightning. His eyes looked like he was looking down on all living beings. This Dao Master was the root of the Shenxiao Thunder Art, Dao Master Shenxiao.
Next to Dao Master Shenxiao, there was a god with a bird's face and wings on his back. It was the Thunder God's Giant Spirit.
What surprised Hong Yi even more was that in addition to these things, Chan Yinsha also visualized an image of an ancient god of war with two spiral horns on its head and a giant hammer in its hand!
This image of the ancient god of war was the supreme classic of the Witchcraft and Ghostcraft, the Divine War Demon Scripture!
Obviously, Chan Yinsha had been cultivating in the Cosmos Sack for many days. She wanted to combine the artistic conception of the three scriptures, the Scripture of the Past, the Divine Cloud Dao Five Thunder Scripture, and the Divine War Demon Scripture, to reach an extremely high level of cultivation!
"She's too impatient! Cultivation was a matter of time. It was a matter of time! It's not a good thing to blindly advance! But Yinsha has more than 300 years of cultivation experience. I'm afraid she really has a chance to combine the three scriptures without any conflict. "
Looking at this scene, Hong Yi knew that it was too difficult to combine the three scriptures. It would be good if they were combined well, but if they were not, there would be a conflict of spiritual will and Qi Deviation. In the best case scenario, one would become a mortal, and in the worst case scenario, one's soul would be destroyed.
One should know that all Dao techniques were formed by strong spiritual will. Once the spiritual will was disrupted, the Dao technique would be useless. This was completely different from martial arts.
"Once the mortal heart is moved, one will fall into the mortal world!"
It was not easy to be a ghost immortal.
"Not good!"
Just as Hong Yi was deep in thought, the five demon gods, including Yaksha Of Baekje, suddenly opened their eyes and became extremely lively! At the same time, the War God Statue seemed to come to life and stared at Chan Yinsha.
"This is the sign of Qi Deviation!"
Without thinking, Hong Yi waved his hand violently. Balls of clear light fell from the sky and enveloped the demon gods!
At the same time, Chan Yinsha, who was sitting on the dais, opened his eyes and regained his senses. With a thought, the wind and clouds changed. Large amounts of lightning shot out from his brow and destroyed all the demon gods.
Shh!
Chan Yinsha let out a long sigh. "It was really dangerous just now. If you hadn't helped me, I would have suffered a Qi Deviation!"
"Combining the three scriptures is too dangerous! It's best not to try it! " Hong Yi's voice was trembling. "Your Sutra of the Past has not reached the stage where you can understand the Heart of the Past and never change! It's best that you don't try to combine the three scriptures! My soul is almost indestructible. If there's a chance, I should try to cultivate it first. "
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