Mount Li is in the south of Xinfeng.

It was originally a branch of the Qinling Mountains.

It is famous for Qin Shihuang's choice to establish his posthumous kingdom here.

It is said that when the Qin Dynasty was at its peak, there were countless palaces on Mount Li alone, and there were hundreds of them.

There are also hundreds of thousands of prisoners and civilians working inside and outside Mount Li all day long.

In the first year of Qin II, facing the world where wars were rising, Zhang Han, the young minister of Qin, made prisoners and slaves in Mount Li and gave birth to 700,000 children, playing the last movement of the Qin Empire.

He first defeated Zhou Wen, then destroyed Tian Zang, and then destroyed Chen Sheng's so-called Great Chen, and finally captured Xingyang, destroyed Qi and Wei, and advanced to Zhao, almost sweeping the heroes of the world.

If it weren't for the cheating Xiang Yu outside Julu City, I'm afraid that the peasant uprising at the end of Qin might have been extinguished by the prisoners on Mount Li.

But now, in Mount Li, except for forests and wild animals, we rarely see any palaces.

The glory and splendor of the Qin Dynasty have been buried deep underground and no one knows it.

Occasionally, hunters or children from the village will find some broken bronzes and even rusty weapons from the valleys deep in Mount Li.

Riding on the horse and looking up at the scenery on Mount Li, Zhang Yue glanced at the field not far away, and it seemed that he was very familiar with crops - wheat seedlings!

I looked around and found it was noon and there was no one around. Zhang Yue quietly turned over and got off the horse, led the horse to the edge of the field, and quickly pulled out a few wheat seedlings.

Then he thought about it and buried about ten five-zhu coins under the soil of the wheat seedlings, even if it was the money to buy seedlings.

Carrying these wheat seedlings, Zhang Yue turned over and rode his horse, and came to a quiet forest.

Hide in the grass, close your eyes, enter the space, and plant these wheat seedlings into a piece of soil about ten steps away from the millet seedlings.

I scooped some space water and took a big sip.

Then he returned to reality.

After sorting out his clothes, Zhang Yue led the horse and continued moving forward.

At the end of the road in the distance, a villa located at the foot of Mount Li is already in sight.

That is the residence of the original owner's teacher, Huang Hui, the hermit of Mount Li.

As a hermit, first of all, you have to let people know that you are a hermit, and then you can become a hermit.

But it is not suitable for publicity, so what should I do?

It would be very good to build a villa with a different style under Mount Li.

Of course, Zhang Yue’s teacher is actually not hidden enough.

The real hermit was to build a villa directly at Ganquan Mountain and Zhongnan Mountain.

The emperor had to go to Ganquan Mountain to escape the summer heat and hunt in Zhongnan Mountain every year.

This ensures that the emperor can see himself every year and knows that he lives in seclusion here.

It's also sad to say.

The Huang-Lao School now has only the last method left to attract the emperor's attention.

In the ideological and theoretical circles, the Huang-Lao School was defeated step by step and was defeated by Confucian scholars.

Therefore, today's Huang-Lao scholars basically rely on the sayings of Zhuangzi or the words of the immortal way to save the country in a curve.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yue shook his head.

Once upon a time, Huang Lao looked down on the world.

Among the school, heroes emerge one after another.

But for some reason, I fell to what I am now.

Zhang Yue knew that if he didn't work hard and change, Huang Lao's thoughts would completely disappear and Taoism would be replaced.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yue clenched his fists and walked forward.

When he walked to the door of the villa, Zhang Yue knocked on the door knocker and said, "Student Zhang Zizhong, please ask the teacher for his good health!"

With a creaking sound, the door opened.

A scholar in his thirties appeared in front of Zhang Yue.

"I've seen my senior brother!" Zhang Yue hurriedly bowed and said, "This person was Huang Hui's eldest son, and his senior brother Huang Ran."

"Zi Chong, I heard you went to Changyang Palace?" Huang Ran asked bluntly.

"Brother, yes..." Zhang Yue replied.

"So, is it true that you have a conflict with Confucian scholars?" Huang Ran's face became extremely ugly.

Who doesn’t know that he has been seeking to become a virtuous person on the list of Taichang’s recommendations in the past two years? He doesn’t have to be an official, he wants the title of virtuous person.

In the past two years, he has suffered countless hardships and made countless efforts to achieve this goal.

but……

But he may be destroyed by this junior brother in front of him!

If those Confucian scholars knew their relationship with this person, let alone any virtuous people, I am afraid that Confucian scholars might pursue the Huang-Lao school, especially their own series.

"Report to my senior brother... I have to argue with you for insulting my studies... to safeguard the dignity of my Huang-Lao people!" Zhang Yue said calmly.

Huang Ran's eyebrows were so angry that they stood up: "Then you have had a conflict with the son of the Taifu, which is true!"

Gongsun Jingsheng, the Taifu in the dynasty.

That's not a good person to mess with!

When this person was young, he was already the most arrogant person in Chang'an City.

The Tingwei could not control him, and Zong Zheng did not dare to control him.

Now, that's even more amazing!

It is rumored that this great man's servant even had an indescribable affair with several princesses at the same time.

Even the emperor's daughter dared to seduce, and once she seduces her, she would have several.

Just ask if you agree?

And this great man's servant has had a very violent temper since he was a child.

Those who offend him will definitely end up miserably!

"You go..." Huang Ran waved his hand and said, "My father dared not have a disciple like you, and my Huang family dared not have a disciple like you..."

"Senior Brother..." Zhang Yue looked at this senior brother. In fact, when he came, he knew that he would encounter such a situation.

After all, what are you?

The original owner's academic performance is not very good. Among Huang Hui's disciples, he is not very outstanding, at most he is a middle-aged man.

But one's own status is insignificant.

When the Huang-Lao School came, it was almost impossible to choose to face Confucianism for the sake of oneself, and it was impossible to do so.

In theory, giving up a small shrimp like yourself and showing kindness to the Confucian school is a worthwhile deal.

but……

Zhang Yue still had to come.

Because he had to come here for help.

If Huang Hui refused to help him, he would not even agree to support him.

Then he will completely lose all the space to move around.

A Confucian scholar who has no scruples may choose to fight in literature and fight in martial arts, and fight in groups if he can't fight in one's own way.

There are always ten thousand ways to deal with yourself.

Therefore, Zhang Yue could only beg: "I hope my senior brother will let me meet the teacher and tell me in person..."

"No need!" Huang Ran pushed Zhang Yue away heavily, and threw a silk book to him: "This is a contract written by my father that has severed your relationship with you. From then on, you will no longer be my disciple of Huang!"

As he said that, he closed the door heavily.

Zhang Yue looked at the closed door, looked up at the sky, and looked down at the ground.

He knew that now, he could only rely on himself.

After patting the brown horse beside him, Zhang Yue turned over the horse, put the letter of contract in his arms, and looked back at the Huang family at the foot of Mount Li for the last time.

He had no hatred in his heart.

After all, they actually don’t have much friendship with them. Emotionally and rationally, they cannot risk going to war with Confucianism and offend the prime minister and the servant of the dynasty to support a little.

only……

"If the Huang-Lao School had such a mind and vision, then there would be no chance to turn things around!" he thought to himself.

When he came to Mount Li, he had already prepared countless remarks and expressed his interests in person. He hoped that Huang Hui could support him and at least support him.

If he throws him with peaches and repays him with plums, he can cooperate with the Huang-Lao school to fight a counterattack.
To be continued...