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Wei Yuan put away the relic in his hand and comforted Wuzhiqi.

It seemed that Wuzhiqi was in a good mood because he had a rare fight. His previous dissatisfaction about his things being broken was also relieved. Seeing that he was in a stable mood, Wei Yuan promised to send him some "aged wine" later and then left.

All the relics have been put into the crouching tiger waist card.

On the contrary, the iron eagle that Wei Yuan had put into his sleeve before turned into a breath and flew out. It did not pounce down as fiercely as in the Lingshan Pure Land. Instead, it landed on Wei Yuan's shoulder, very intimate and familiar.

This is the iron eagle emblem on the iron eagle sword.

It is the embodiment of the legend of the Black Ice Platform of the Great Qin.

The iron eagle flew around Wei Yuan for several circles. Wei Yuan showed a gentle smile on his face. He opened his palm and the iron eagle landed on his palm, turned into a breath, and entered his sleeve. At this time, Wei Yuan also flew out along the underwater rapids.

He frowned slightly, as if he was a little happy because he had just obtained the relic, or perhaps he was a little nostalgic for taking back the emblem of the iron eagle sword. He stepped on the rapids, which made him flee a little further. It was not far, but just happened to appear in the Xiangshui area.

Looking back, the Huaishui River system was not far away.

In front of Wei Yuan, he could already see the handsome Xiangshan Mountain. Seeing the green bamboo forest at this time of year, there were spots of tears on the leaves of Xiangfei Bamboo, passing by with the wind, and the sound was faintly like a woman sobbing, and the Xiangfuren Temple was hidden in the depths of the bamboo forest.

Wei Yuan controlled the water flow and got ashore from the river bank opposite Xiangshan Mountain.

There was no water stain on his body.

It was only faintly possible to hear the desolate and magnificent melody. I don't know when the fog appeared on the water, which made the song seem distant and ethereal. Wei Yuan did not leave, but just looked at this place quietly to see if there was any trick.

The singing was getting closer and closer.

After a while, a boat that was often seen in Wu and Chu came over. The boatman was a short but very sturdy man with thick arms. There were several passengers on the boat, one of whom was a man in his forties, and there were several young men and women around him, who looked gentle and refined.

The boat docked at the river bank, and the man said with a smile: "Guest, do you want to cross the river?"

"Today, there is a big temple fair at the Xiang Madam Temple, which is dedicated to the two Xiang Madams. It is quite lively, and people around will also go to pray. This opportunity is rare, so don't miss it."

As he said this, the boat had already docked, and several passengers over there were also quite happy to see someone who could travel with them, and greeted: "Young man, if you don't have anything important to do, why don't you take a look? The next time you come, you may have to board for a whole year."

"Yes, the Xiangjiang River is not wide, and it only takes one or two hours to go over there."

Everyone invited him warmly.

Wei Yuan smiled and did not refuse again. He stepped onto the boat. The boat sank slightly and soon floated to the original height. A young woman over there invited Wei Yuan to sit over there. Wei Yuan happily sat down. The boatman used a long wooden pole to lightly push against the shore. With a little push, the boat broke through the ripples and mist and went to the other side of the mountain.

The boatman was still singing the ancient tune.

The young-looking woman in a white dress and high-heeled sandals was listening attentively and asked curiously with a smile: "What song is this? I have never heard it before. Do you know it?"

She turned around and asked the people she was traveling with.

The middle-aged man in his forties said indifferently: "Didn't you see the old man rowing the boat dressed like this? This is probably a folk song from their hometown. It's common. Every place has its own customs. It's normal that we can't understand it."

Wei Yuan said calmly:

"It's the Chu dialect. It's the Nine Songs of Qu Yuan, Lady Xiang.

The man who was talking loudly was stunned and a little embarrassed.

He was not convinced and said: "How did you know?"

Wei Yuan said: "The Chu dialect, to be precise, is the ancient language of Chu."

He sighed and explained: "The writing of Shenzhou is of the same origin, but the language is different. I haven't heard such ancient language for a long time. "

The middle-aged man felt that he had lost his position as the center of the topic and that everyone's attention had shifted to the young man. He smiled and said, "So that's how it is. I don't know much about dialects, and I didn't realize that the tune sung by the boatman was Qu Yuan's Nine Songs. But, speaking of the Nine Songs Xiang Furen, do you know who it is written about?"

"It's the two people worshipped in the Xiang Furen Temple we are going to visit."

"They are the daughters of Emperor Yao, Shun, and Yu, the three ancient emperors in the legend. They are also the two wives of Emperor Shun. Legend has it that Emperor Shun died during his final tour, and these two infatuated women chased him and shed tears on the bamboo. They are the Xiang Fei bamboo. They both committed suicide in the Xiang River. They are the two legendary Xiang Furen."

"Ehuang, Nvying."

"There is a saying that the Xiang Jun and Xiang Furen in the Nine Songs were written based on Emperor Shun and his two wives. So, Xiang Jun and Xiang Furen have never been able to meet in the description of the poem. "

The middle-aged man sighed, and seeing that the young people were attracted by his story, he smiled and said:

"However, Yao, Shun and Yu are said to be wise rulers from generation to generation, and they abdicated to each other. This is just a mainstream view. In fact, there are other views. For example, Yao was imprisoned and Shun died in the wild. Some people say that Emperor Shun was actually killed by Emperor Yu. It was a change of power in the ancient tribes, but it was just decorated with the beautiful name of abdication. In fact, it was very bloody and cruel, and the two women were also..."

Since ancient times, this kind of conspiracy theory has always been able to attract attention.

When everyone was a little emotional, a firm voice sounded.

"This is impossible."

The middle-aged man was stunned, turned his head and saw that it was the person who had just spoken.

Wei Yuan shook his head and said, "Yu is not such a person."

The middle-aged man said, "Oh? This little brother, what do you think?"

Wei Yuan said, "It's not a good idea. "

"However, the various anecdotes of Yu casting the Nine Cauldrons and controlling floods all prove that he is a king with an upright character. When he was at Tushan, the princes of the world gathered here, proving that he had enough popularity; he killed Fangfeng because of his lateness and contact with Gonggong, in order to establish rules and use both kindness and force, so that all the tribes in Jiuzhou can obey his leadership and control floods. "

"At most, we can only say that he is a more powerful monarch, but he is not the same as Emperor Shun."

The middle-aged man asked aggressively: "How do you know?"

"If he didn't do this, Yu might not have become the common lord of the Central Plains."

"After all, he is just the leader of an ancient tribe, and there must be limitations. Brother, don't think too highly of these ancients. We must look at the problem dialectically."

Wei Yuan looked at him strangely and said: "After the princes of Jiuzhou came to Tushan to form an alliance. "

"Yu is actually the actual leader of Jiuzhou. "

"He killed a giant lord Fangfeng on the spot, and so many other lords did not express any dissatisfaction. Why do you think that with such prestige, he could not become the next lord of the Central Plains? Or do you think that Emperor Shun could not even see this clearly? "

The middle-aged man's face turned pale and blue, and he said:

"What's your name, little brother?"

"Are these things supported by historical materials?"

Wei Yuan shook his head and said, "No."

"As for me, I just opened a museum, so I know a little bit."

The middle-aged man looked relieved, took out a business card, handed it over, and said with a little pride:

"My name is Liang Yucheng, and I am studying the ancient mythology history of China, especially the intersection of mythology and history. I have some experience. My statement has actually been supported by many historical materials. Since ancient times, many historians have doubted the statement of abdication. "

"It's good that you think about it, little brother. I'll recommend you some books if I have a chance. You can read them carefully. It will be very helpful for your understanding of that era. Haha, in addition to the theory that Shun died in the wild, there is another theory that Ehuang and Nvying were much younger than Emperor Shun and were very beautiful."

"King Yu was attracted by the appearance of the two Xiang ladies and wanted to capture them, so he forced them to jump into the Xiang River."

Wei Yuan said, "This is even more impossible."

The middle-aged man paused and said, "What do you think, little brother?"

Wei Yuan thought of Nvjiao and looked strange, saying:

"According to you, Yu was a lustful person."

"In that era, Emperor Shun had two wives, who were also daughters of Emperor Yao; but King Yu, who cast the Nine Cauldrons and controlled the flood, had greater achievements. How could he have only had Nvjiao as his wife? This is completely inconsistent with what you said. "

Liang Yucheng opened his mouth, not knowing how to refute.

The young woman next to him thought for a moment and said hesitantly: "Maybe, King Yu loves Nvjiao very much?"

Wei Yuan opened his mouth, nodded solemnly, and said:

"You are right."

"I express my absolute support."

......

The Xiangjiang River is indeed not very wide.

Soon they reached the other side. The passengers had just said that they would go ashore with Wei Yuan, but now they seemed to have forgotten this matter. They got off the boat like puppets and walked ashore. Their movements were exactly the same, and Wei Yuan found that two water-shaped chains appeared under his feet, trapping him.

The boatman touched the shore with a long wooden pole in his hand, and the whole boat headed towards the center of the river again.

The fog was getting thicker and thicker.

Wei Yuan asked knowingly: "Boatman, why are you going back when I haven't gotten off the boat yet? "

The boatman hid in the mist, turned around, looked at Wei Yuan with a sneer, and said: "Oh, in your case, the place to go is not here, but somewhere else. Don't worry, it is also our Lady Xiangshui who invited you." As he spoke, the short man with a thick chest turned into a strange appearance.

The hard shell on his back, the palm that originally held the wooden pole turned into two fat crab claws.

He lowered his head and said with a sneer: "But it's in the heart of the river, not here. Are you ready, Mr. Wei from Quanzhou..." Wei Yuan thought to himself that it was true, and said slowly: "What if I say no? "

The crab monster didn't say anything, but the fog around him dissipated a lot.

Many water monsters emerged from the water, holding weapons in their hands. With the hazy fog around them, it looked like a confusion between reality and fantasy. The boat sank a little, and some monsters had climbed onto the boat.

Two of them, one on the left and one on the right, were about to clamp Wei Yuan. These monsters obviously thought Wei Yuan was just a mortal. They didn't expect that when they approached, they were directly flipped into the water before they could see Wei Yuan's movements clearly.

The crab monster was stunned. Seeing Wei Yuan took out a long object from nowhere, he thought it was a cultivator, so he quickly reached out to snatch it. Wei Yuan stretched out his hand to hold the object, and his five fingers loosened slightly. The crab monster used too much force and staggered back a step, unable to hold the object.

The long object wrapped in white cloth turned into a stream of light , directly stuck upside down on the boat.

The crab monster felt a stinging pain in his palm, but he was overjoyed. He rushed to the side of the boat awning and stretched out his fat pincers to pull out the thing, but he only felt a stinging pain. Then, a stream of green light flew out from Wei Yuan's sleeves and flew into the long object, shattering the white cloth layer by layer.

An eight-sided Han sword whistled.

The crab monster screamed and stepped back.

Then he saw the sword whistling, and saw an iron eagle emblem slowly emerging on the hilt of the sword.

There was a vast sound of eagles coming from the distant memory.

The man in the black robe and the black ice platform that came from the mountain and the temple.

That was the most terrifying memory buried in the deepest part.

The crab monster's body stiffened instantly. It wanted to escape, but at this moment it didn't even have the strength to escape. A peaceful voice came from behind, saying: "Send the sword back to me. "

The crab monster raised the sword stiffly and lowered his head.

The pliers felt loose, and the sword had been lifted.

Then he heard Wei Yuan say: "Let's start the boat."

The crab monster was stunned: "Ah?"

He raised his head, and his pupils suddenly shrank. The man who stood up earlier sat down, and a layer of ripples dissipated. When he sat down, his shirt turned into Qin clothes, his belt was as red as a flame, and a jade dragon pendant hung on one side. He had a Qin Dynasty bun and his eyes were indifferent.

The eight-sided Han sword also looked like a Qin sword at this moment.

The voice slowly spread on the water.

"Since the two Xiang ladies have invited you so kindly."

"Then..."

"Under the command of the Great Qin Shi Huang, the Iron Eagle Warrior of the Black Ice Platform, holding the halberd, Langzhong Yuan, happily went. "