"Master, was this four-wheeled carriage made by the School of Mo?" The Little Sorcerer from the School of Yin-Yang asked curiously.
Yin-yang Zi snorted and said, "Carriages have existed since ancient times. Mo Jiazi was just using a trick."
"How could the carriages in the past be so comfortable?" The Little Sorcerer muttered in his heart. It was not like he had never sat in an old-fashioned carriage. It was so bumpy that it hurt his butt. It was not as comfortable as the carriage made by the School of Mo.
"I heard that this brick road was also invented by Mo Jiazi."
"This is also from the School of Mo …"
Along the way, the Little Sorcerer was like a child who had just walked out of a mountain village. Everything he saw was extremely strange, especially anything related to Mo Jiazi. He was amazed.
"We've arrived at Chang 'an in just five days!"
The Little Sorcerer exclaimed. The carriage and the brick road made transportation much easier. They arrived at Chang 'an in just five days.
Yin-yang Zi's heart skipped a beat. Looking at the majestic Chang 'an through the window, he was moved for the first time.
In the eyes of ordinary people, they only saw the prosperity of Chang 'an. But in the eyes of the School of Yin-Yang, they saw the monstrous destiny of the Tang dynasty.
"The prosperity of the Tang dynasty!" Yin-yang Zi took a deep breath and said. The Tang dynasty had just been established for more than 20 years. It was incredible that it could catch up with the prosperity of the Sui Dynasty in its heyday.
After all, the Sui Dynasty's national fortune reached its peak because of Emperor Wen of Sui and Yang Guang's construction of the Grand Canal.
At this moment, Yin-yang Zi looked back at the brick road he had walked on and suddenly realized that the Grand Canal was indeed a super dragon's vein. But wasn't the brick road under his feet also a dragon's vein?
"Mo Jiazi once said that all roads lead to Chang 'an. No, it should be that all dragon's veins lead to Chang' an," Yin-yang Zi said solemnly.
It was the brick roads that converged in Chang 'an like dragon's veins that allowed the Tang dynasty's fortune to soar in such a short time.
"I heard that the Xiangfu family of the School of Mo is building bridges. Mo Jiazi insisted on building the New Shu Road. He even dug holes in the mountains. Once the School of Mo is built and the dragon's veins in the world become one, the Tang dynasty will become the supreme dragon's vein. By then, the Tang dynasty's fortune will rise to a higher level." The Little Sorcerer had followed Yin-yang Zi and learned Yin Yang. of Of course.
"As the saying goes, when one reaches the pinnacle, one will decline. Harvesting such a monstrous fortune is only interesting. The Master of Mohism has tied the fortune of the School of Mohism and the Great Tang together. This is the destiny of the Hundred Schools of Thought, and it is the ability of my School of Yin-Yang to control the fortune of an entire dynasty," Yin Yangzi said confidently.
................... Just as Yin Yangzi was immersed in his own world, a rough soldier pushed him aside. . and cleared the brick road.
"Master, we made the right choice to come to Chang 'an. We actually met Emperor Zhenguan's Mount Tai Pilgrimage!" The Little Sorcerer said excitedly. The School of Yin-Yang loved people with fortune, and the emperor had the most fortune in the world.
"Mount Tai Pilgrimage? It's just a Confucian trick! " Yin-yang Zi sneered. As the School of Yin-Yang that controlled fortune, they always hid in the dark and controlled the lives of the world. He was envious of such a grand Mount Tai Pilgrimage. His words were full of jealousy.
"But Emperor Zhenguan leaving the capital is a good thing for them." For the School of Yin-Yang, the best time to stir up trouble was when the emperor left the capital.
"I heard that Mo Jiazi has exposed the Mount Tai Pilgrimage. Mount Tai is not the highest mountain in the world. Even the jinx is the same." The Little Sorcerer gloated.
"No wonder there are so few caravans for the Mount Tai Pilgrimage." Yin-yang Zi raised his eyebrows.
As Yang Guang spoke, a group of cavalrymen escorted a caravan over. Although this caravan could already be considered a massive caravan to ordinary people, Yin Yangzi, who had witnessed Yang Guang's travels, knew just how massive this caravan was.
"What a strong Emperor's Qi!" Yin-yang Zi was shocked when he saw the caravan. This Emperor's Qi was not inferior to Yang Guang's when he built the Grand Canal. If Li Shimin had not left the capital, the School of Yin-Yang would not have had the chance to do anything in Chang 'an.
Only after Li Shimin left did the School of Yin-Yang master and disciple calm down. They strode into Chang 'an.
The capital of any country was the place where the fortune of the country lay. It was the real stage for the School of Yin-Yang.
As soon as they entered Chang 'an, the prosperous atmosphere almost made the master and disciple, who lived in seclusion in the mountains, lose themselves in the mortal world.
Yin-yang Zi had seen the world, so it was better for him. However, the Little Sorcerer, who had just come out of seclusion, was too much for his eyes to take in.
"Don't embarrass yourself. The School of Yin-Yang is the existence that controls the fortune of the country. We are born to be detached from the world. How can we be corrupted by the mortal world that stinks of money?" Yin-yang Zi lectured his disciple.
Only then did the Little Sorcerer move his gaze away from the Mo family's fried chicken shop that was filled with fragrance. He said as if he had been injected with chicken blood, "Master, why don't we go to the Mo family now, find their weakness, and harvest their luck?"
Yin-yang Zi shook his head and said, "There's no hurry. Hundreds of schools of thought are contending in Chang 'an. Fortune is intertwined. We need to understand all of them before we can decide on a way to deal with the Mo's. Besides, Chang' an has a more terrifying fortune than the Mo's, and that is the Confucian School."
Since the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Confucian School had been upholding Confucianism in the imperial court. The School of Yin-Yang coveted the fortune of the Confucian School for hundreds of years. However, what made the School of Yin-Yang depressed was that even if they had the chance to harvest the fortune of a dynasty, they could not do anything to the Confucian School. Even if the dynasty changed, the Confucian School was still as stable as Mount Tai.
This time, the School of Yin-Yang saw the Confucian School's position was challenged in the Tang dynasty. They wanted to see if there was a chance to strike.
"Imperial College!"
"Primary school, private school!"
"Library!"
Yin-yang Zi walked through the important places of the Confucian School. He found that the fortune of the Confucian School did not decrease even in the Tang dynasty. On the contrary, because of the construction of primary schools and libraries, the Confucian School was stronger than before.
"Taoism!" Yin-yang Zi waved his hand and said.
"Observatory!"
"Xuandu Temple!"
Yin-yang Zi looked at the vast and mysterious fortune of the Taoist School and was even more confused. It was said that the Taoist School of Inner Alchemy and Outer Alchemy had broken off, but the fortune of the Taoist School was not affected at all. Instead, the Outer Alchemy School that split off nurtured the fortune of a new school of thought, which was comparable to the new school of geography.
Although the Daoist External Alchemy Faction and the Geography Faction's luck were still very weak, with Yin Yangzi's insight, he could naturally see that their luck was on the rise. In the future, they would not be weaker than the other Hundred Schools of Thought.
"The School of Medicine has grown to this extent?" When the School of Yin-Yang master and disciple passed by the Mo Hospital, they could not help but gasp. The School of Medicine, which was originally not a mainstream school, had fortune that was not inferior to the Confucian School and the Taoist School. It was unbelievable.
"That's strange. The path of fortune has always been prosperous and declining. Now that the schools of thought are fighting for fortune, the schools of thought are rising and their fortunes are multiplying," the Little Sorcerer said in confusion.
"Perhaps this is the benefit of the School of Thought. Fortunately, the School of Legalism is still dormant! Finally, there is a normal one. "Yin-yang Zi saw that the fortune of the School of Legalism did not change much and heaved a sigh of relief.
Finally, Yin-yang Zi came to the South City Gate and saw the black flag of the School of Mo fluttering high in the air. He could not help but be shocked. In his eyes, this was not a black flag, but the ink-black fortune of the School of Mo.
"This is only the fortune of one of the three branches of the School of Mo!" Yin-yang Zi said in shock. The fortune of the School of Mo was already so strong. If he could harvest the fortune of the School of Mo, the School of Yin-Yang's fortune would definitely improve.
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