As the saying went, there was no kinship in the royal family.
Regardless of whether they were brothers or father and son, many times, for the sake of the throne, they would kill each other and turn against each other. All kinds of conspiracies were common. Often, a small palace could play out thousands of scenes, just like a small world. There were all kinds of conspiracies in it, and it could be described in three days and three nights.
It was very common for Hua Wenwu to be hunted down by his younger brother Hua Qing to seize the opportunity to inherit the throne. In the royal family, such actions were definitely not rare.
Along the way, Hua Wenwu saw that Di Shitian was very interested in the secular scene outside, so he briefly told him the specific situation nearby.
Last time in the Demons Valley, Bai Hu was right. The countries in the east were indeed chaotic and killing each other constantly. Every once in a while, a country would be destroyed in such a massacre, and new countries would rise in the chaos. Such chaos had lasted for hundreds of years. Until now, only three countries still survived. They stood in a tripartite balance.
They were China, Qi, and Zhou.
Among the three countries, Hua Nation had the most developed economy and the strongest national strength. This was because Hua Nation had several local specialties that were popular in the surrounding areas and had driven the development of the entire nation. Therefore, Hua Nation was in the lead in terms of national strength. On the other hand, Qi Nation was known for its military and its people were tough. Moreover, the generals in the nation each had their own unique way of fighting. Therefore, its military could be said to be the best among the three countries. As for Zhou, it attached the most importance to agriculture. Moreover, its location had always been favorable and prosperous. Among the three countries, Zhou had the largest population.
Therefore, each of the three countries had its own merits. No one could win against the other, and it was even more impossible for them to swallow the other country in one go. At this point, the three countries began a campaign that lasted for hundreds of years. At the border, there were constant small battles, and there were also big battles from time to time. Almost every year, there would be a big battle.
Every time they fought, hundreds of thousands or even millions of soldiers would fight. On the battlefield, blood would flow like a river. For hundreds of years, if one casually grabbed a handful of soil under their feet, they would be able to see the red color and smell the faint scent of blood. Tens of millions of bones were buried under the ground.
That battlefield was known as the 'Weeping Blood Wasteland'. Putting aside those who lived in it, even those who walked past it could feel the chilly breeze. Those with weak constitutions would probably fall ill after walking past it. It was truly a terrifying and ominous place.
"Patter! Patter!! "
Sakra silently walked forward as tall trees fell behind him. Looking at the top of his head, the sun was setting in the west, and the red sunset hung on the horizon. It was as if a big fire had burned the clouds red. Looking at it, there was a different kind of mood.
"Wenwu, do you have any great musicians in China who understand music and the art of the guqin?" After listening to the overview of the current situation, Di Shitian had a general understanding of the situation in the east, but he didn't care too much. After all, he didn't come here to fight, but to learn music and zither skills. His main purpose was to learn how to play the guqin.
He guessed that Hua Wenwu was the prince of China, so he must know a lot about music masters and masters in China. Even if he didn't know a lot about them, he should at least have a rough idea. In short, he must know a lot more than a stranger like him. Therefore, he asked to see if he could get any useful information.
"Mr. Di, are you looking for a music master or a guqin master?" In Hua Wenwu's tone, there was a trace of surprise. He knew Sakra's identity. He was from the Demon Clan. In the mouth of the Immortal Cultivators, Demons had always been savage and brutal. As long as they saw a human, they would cruelly swallow them into their stomach and treat them as food. No matter what, it had nothing to do with elegance. Now that he suddenly heard him ask about music, he was almost shocked.
"Yes!!" Di Shitian frowned slightly and naturally exuded a strong pressure. He said coldly, "You'd better not ask what you shouldn't ask." There was a hint of warning in his voice.
"Yes, yes!!" Hua Wenwu was shocked when he heard that. He quickly agreed. He didn't want to be estranged because of such a small matter. He didn't hesitate and said, "In China, there are music masters. Moreover, there is a family in China that has extremely high attainments in music. Every song they play is like the sound of nature. You can't buy a song even if you have ten thousand gold. " As he spoke, his face naturally showed an intoxicated expression, as if he was recalling some wonderful scene.
"Oh!! There is such a family? " Di Shitian's cold eyes suddenly emitted two rays of shocking light. He immediately began to pay attention.
Hua Wenwu nodded vigorously, as if he was afraid Di Shitian wouldn't believe him. He said, "Mr. Di, it's true. You can ask around in China and you will know that this junior is telling the truth. This family is called the Qin Family, and it has been passed down for hundreds of years. Every generation of the Qin Family is proficient in all kinds of musical instruments. I only heard it once during my father's birthday. At that time, the sound of the zither simply lingered in the beam for three days. There was no sound in the entire hall except for the sound of the zither. The sound of nature, it really is the sound of nature. Once you hear it once, you will never forget it for the rest of your life. "
There was a strong yearning in his expression. He sighed and said, "I heard that the eldest daughter of this generation of the Qin Family, Miss Kotomi, has extraordinary skills in the zither. It has reached an unimaginable level. When the sound of the zither is played, even butterflies will hear it and dance lightly. It's a pity that I have never had the chance to meet her. "
From his tone and expression, it was clear that he was very impressed by the Qin Family.
"So there is such a thing." Di Shitian's eyes flashed. He didn't care how high the Qin Family's musical attainments were. What he cared about was whether he could learn what he wanted from them.
He thought to himself, If the Qin Family is really as he said, it seems like a good place to learn the art of the zither.
"Mr. Di, could it be that you have designs on the Qin Family?" Hua Wenwu returned to his senses and carefully glanced at Di Shitian. He said hesitantly, "My imperial father once told this junior that no matter what, the Qin Family must not be touched. Otherwise, there will be a great disaster."
When Di Shitian heard this, he couldn't help but glance at him. He vaguely guessed that this was because he was worried that Di Shitian would harm the Qin Family. Of course, he couldn't deny that this might be the truth. The corner of his mouth curved as he said indifferently, "Don't worry, as long as they don't offend me, this king won't casually find trouble with ordinary people. You don't have to worry about the Qin Family's matters. I will personally go and take a look. "
Although he said this, he could faintly hear a trace of unusual meaning in Hua Wenwu's words.
He thought to himself, Will there be a great disaster if I touch the Qin Family? These words came from the mouth of an emperor. To be able to make an emperor feel this way, could it be that the Qin Family isn't an ordinary aristocratic family, but a cultivation aristocratic family? Otherwise, would there be anything else that could threaten the imperial family apart from a group of cultivators who have transcended the secular world?
All sorts of thoughts flashed through his mind, but he didn't reveal any of them on his face. However, he was unconsciously curious about the Qin Family. The more he thought about it, the more he wanted to see what kind of existence the Qin Family was.
After asking Hua Wenwu, he learned that the Qin Family's mountain villa was located in the imperial capital. In other words, the capital city.
As he asked along the way, he unknowingly walked out of the forest and entered a small town. The name of the town was called Ping An. The meaning behind this name was very straightforward. It was to hope that one could live here peacefully.
"Candied haws, selling candied haws. Two copper coins per stick …"
"Dog meat, dog meat concocted with a secret ancestral recipe. It's definitely delicious. Come in and have a few bowls …"
"Wood carvings, high-quality wood carvings, carvings on the spot …"
As soon as he entered the town, waves of shouts immediately sounded one after another. On the streets, crowds of twos and threes were constantly moving. It seemed very lively. Children were chasing each other and playing around. Laughter came from the eyes of these children. This kind of laughter was very sincere and made people feel very comfortable.
Weeping willows by the river, boats in the lake. A gentle breeze blew past, causing ripples on the water. It was very pleasant.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Di Shitian felt that things were still the same, but people had changed. Waves of emotions faintly appeared in his heart, but he felt that it was difficult to blend in with this lively crowd. It was out of place.
"Yes, I was a human in my previous life, but I'm already a demon in this life. The demon race is my race." Di Shitian sighed softly in his heart. He shook his head and didn't think too much about it. So what if he was a human, so what if he was a demon? They were all living creatures in the world.
Humans had the right to live, but so did demons.
"Mr. Di, I've been to this town before. I know there's an inn in the town. Looking at the sky now, why don't we rest in the inn for the night and have something to eat? Tomorrow morning, we'll hire a carriage and rush to the capital." Hua Wenwu looked at the endless stream of people in front of him, and his eyes couldn't help but show a kind of expression as if a lifetime had passed.
For him, this was simply a narrow escape from death.
"That's good. I also plan to try the delicious food in the secular world." Di Shitian nodded and replied.
Speaking of which, he really did miss the various delicacies he had eaten in the past. Most importantly, inns and restaurants were places where people of all trades and professions were the most well-informed. If he went in and sat down, he might be able to hear a lot of different information. All of these could enrich his understanding of the secular world.
"Haha, if Mr. Di wants to eat, when we return to the capital, I'll ask the imperial chef in the palace to cook for you. You can eat whatever you want." Hua Wenwu's eyes flashed when he heard this. He had already remembered this point in his heart.
As he spoke, he led the way in front.
Shuttling through the crowd, it didn't take long for them to arrive in front of a three-story inn. The inn took the name of the town, Peace Inn.
[Haha, a big shot is about to appear.] (To be continued, if you want to know the future, go to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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