novelAbuy Chapter 1449 Cultivation of Immortality
Chapter 1449 Cultivation of Immortality
Chapter 1449 Cultivation of Immortality
"Qin Lun was a merchant from the Qin Dynasty. It was through him that A Lang's 'Dreaming of Mount Tianmu' was delivered to Sun Quan."
The Right Lady's black hair spread out on the couch like a vast ocean, and her soft, sweet voice, tinged with the languor of satisfaction, came from beneath it:
"This is his first time in the Han Dynasty. He said he admires Alang's talent and wants to see the splendor of the Han Dynasty."
Feng Da Sima, with his eyes slightly closed, leaned against the headboard, reaching out to stroke his smooth, creamy skin. Hearing this, he asked, "Why don't I remember this?"
The right-hand lady didn't look up, remaining nestled in Mr. Feng's arms, only letting out a soft chuckle:
"What is his identity? What is your identity? There are many people in the world who admire Ah Lang's talent, how can he possibly meet them all?"
"Furthermore, this man came from thousands of miles away, and instead of coming to see the Emperor of Han first, he went to see Sun Quan first. These barbarians really don't know any manners."
"Even if these barbarians are honored guests of Sun Quan, how much face will they have in the Han Dynasty?"
Feng Da Sima, who was enjoying the touch, paused slightly.
Well, this is what happens when someone has the advantage but doesn't listen to reason.
Most of them were blown there by the sea breeze; they were lucky to survive.
Not to mention that Jiaozhi was already occupied by the Wu Kingdom, and Qin Lun was sent to Jianye by the governor of Jiaozhi.
If he doesn't go to Jianye, where else can he go to Jincheng?
However, Qin Lun was ultimately a Hu person, and no matter how far away a Hu person's country was from the Han Dynasty, he was still a Hu person.
Grand Marshal Feng would definitely speak on behalf of his own people, not on behalf of outsiders.
"Fourth Sister is right, it was my oversight. By the way, you haven't explained why you detained Qin Lun."
The right lady tilted her head back, raised her hand, and tossed her long hair aside, revealing a face as delicate as a flower after the rain:
Do you know where he was arrested? And why he was arrested?
Upon hearing this, Grand Marshal Feng's heart skipped a beat. Was there a story behind this?
"Huh? Where?"
"The Valley of Insects in the Ancient Dian Kingdom".
"Gu... um? um!"
Grand Marshal Feng's hand finally stopped twitching, his eyes widened, and he stared at the Right Lady:
"What the hell?"
Where in the world is there a Yunnan Insect Valley?
"That's right, it's the Dian Kingdom Insect Valley described in the book 'Dian Kingdom Insect Valley' that Zhu Ju took away, hehe..."
While Feng Da Sima was completely bewildered, his interest was also fully piqued:
"Tell me, tell me quickly, tell me everything from the beginning, what exactly happened?"
After laughing her fill, Lady Right wrapped herself in a blanket and lay down next to Grand Marshal Feng, beginning her story in detail:
"When Qin Lun first came to the Han Dynasty, he may have genuinely admired A Lang's talent. But after traveling back and forth between Han and Wu many times, he actually returned to his old profession of trading."
"He was originally a merchant, so there's nothing wrong with him doing what he used to do. After all, which merchant in this world wouldn't want to sell our Han goods?"
"However, this person has ulterior motives; it's not as simple as just selling goods."
It's normal for merchants from other regions to have ulterior motives; who wouldn't want to make more money...
Ok?
wrong.
Grand Marshal Feng had a sudden inspiration: "Sun Quan?"
“That’s right.” The Right Lady nodded. “If this person were simply engaged in buying and selling, that would be one thing, but he often tries to buy things that normal merchants wouldn’t buy.”
"what?"
"Mountain Spirit Cover".
Having obtained the guessed answer, Grand Marshal Feng couldn't help but laugh out loud:
"It must be hard to buy, right?"
The so-called "mountain ghost cover" is actually a type of hallucinogenic fungus from the southern and central regions.
Amei's mother was a shaman and priestess in the Nanzhong tribe.
When it is necessary to communicate with spirits, hallucinogenic herbs are often used.
Back then, they used hallucinogenic and aphrodisiac herbs to seduce a man surnamed Zhang.
As the next generation of tribal shamans and priests, Ame is naturally very familiar with these things.
So that's how Feng's first time was taken by Amei.
The secret medicine for enhancing marital intimacy that is now circulating within the Xinghan Society is also an improvement upon this.
Of course, these are not the main points. The main points are:
In Sun Quan's "Eight Desolations and Six Directions: The Only Longevity Manual (Alchemy Chapter)," the Mountain Ghost Cover is an indispensable ingredient in the alchemy process.
Sun Quan's purpose in having Qin Lun secretly collect this medicine is self-evident.
As the Right Lady explained to Grand Marshal Feng, she couldn't help but burst into laughter, the laughter growing louder and louder until she even rolled around on the couch.
“I followed the instructions in ‘The Insect Valley of Yunnan’ and had someone find a place in southern China and set it up as described in the book.”
"Then I deliberately leaked this information to Qin Lun, who was indeed tricked into going to the valley, and then I had him arrested."
"To this day, he still believes that he was captured because he actually found the entrance to the tomb of the ancient Dian king."
Seeing the Right Madam's overjoyed expression, Mr. Feng couldn't help but smile as well, though there was one thing he couldn't understand:
“Sun Quan’s cultivation of immortality is a good thing. The more medicinal herbs Qin Lun collects, the faster he will die. Why did you detain Qin Lun?”
The Right Lady knelt before Grand Marshal Feng, tilted her head back, and uttered a sentence with an air of nonchalance:
"Because Sun Quan's days may be numbered."
These words made Grand Marshal Feng sit up straight immediately: "What did you say?!"
"Sun Quan may be dying soon."
Grand Marshal Feng took a deep breath, his expression grave: "Is the information reliable?"
"The news that Mi Shiyilang sent back from the Wu Kingdom is very likely."
The right-hand lady, somewhat displeased with Feng's change of posture, turned over, grabbed his hand again, and put her arm around his shoulder before continuing:
“In recent years, Sun Quan has been busy cultivating immortality and has no time to manage state affairs. In addition, the conflict between Nanlu has caused the court to split, and many ministers have been implicated and their lives are in danger.”
“The Wu Kingdom is currently in a state of internal chaos and its people are restless. You say that Sun Quan has gathered a large army in Jianye for more than a year, yet he doesn’t dare to cross the river to the north with even a single soldier. Do you really think he doesn’t want to go north?”
Mi Shiyi Lang...
Upon hearing this name, Mr. Feng felt quite emotional.
The King of Spies of the Han Dynasty would never send back such a message without a certain degree of certainty.
According to the news that has come back, a coup has occurred in the State of Wei, and Sima Yi is massacring members of Cao Shuang's faction in order to consolidate his power.
Its implications extend far beyond those of history.
Even a considerable number of members of the Cao royal family were involved.
According to Grand Marshal Feng's estimation, the situation in the State of Wei is far more severe than it has been in history.
To prevent the Han dynasty from taking advantage of the situation and invading, Sima Yi had no choice but to act swiftly and decisively to consolidate his power as quickly as possible.
As for the potential consequences of this, they are no longer within the scope of consideration.
Meanwhile, the Kingdom of Wu was also experiencing a bloody storm.
This chaos not only started earlier than that in Wei, but also lasted longer.
The internal strife in Wei has already been decided, but for Wu, it may only be the beginning.
Mr. Feng's gaze deepened, then gradually lost focus, as if he were lost in thought.
"I had Qin Lun detained just to test Sun Quan's reaction, but I didn't expect him to actually send someone to demand his return."
Lady Right didn't look up at Grand Marshal Feng's expression; she simply shifted her body slightly, resting her head against his chest, finding a more comfortable position.
"Judging from Qin Bo's performance today, I think it's hard to say whether Nanyang or Qin Lun is more important to Sun Quan. Why don't you give it a try and let Sun Quan choose between the two and see what he chooses?"
After a brief moment of distraction, Feng Da Sima, regaining his senses, squeezed his hand a little harder. He felt the snow-white skin in his palm was as smooth as cream, with an excellent feel, and couldn't help but chuckle:
"Oh? You're so naughty! I love it!"
Once his interest was piqued, Feng Dasi's virility returned, and another round of passion ensued.
It must be said that the Grand Marshal and the Right Lady were very much in love.
This return to the manor brought great satisfaction to the Right Lady, both physically and mentally.
It was a pity for Yang Huiyu, who was waiting in the courtyard. She was so tired that she fell asleep late at night, but she still didn't see Mr. Feng come over.
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Compared to the trivial matter in Grand Marshal Feng's backyard, the atmosphere in the Wu Kingdom's harem was much more oppressive.
Jianye Zhaoyang Palace.
The scent of cinnabar mixed with the aroma of herbs created an incredibly strange smell that permeated the palace where the highest authority in the Wu Kingdom resided.
The wisps of smoke rising from the alchemy furnace cast ghostly shadows on the gauze curtains.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Sun Quan's withered fingers dug into the edge of the rosewood couch, and there were even fragments of cinnabar embedded in the nail of his right index finger.
Although he was all skin and bones, and his two sunken eyes were like empty holes, he was staring intently at the alchemy furnace not far from the bed.
Like a drowning person about to sink, staring at the last straw.
There was pleading in his eyes, but even more so, longing, and perhaps even a final frenzy before the end of the world.
Logically speaking, there should be a special alchemy room in the palace, but since the Nanlu conflict, Sun Quan no longer trusts anyone.
Especially after becoming seriously ill and bedridden, he became even more suspicious, always feeling that someone wanted to frame him.
So he issued an edict to move the alchemy furnace to his own palace, so that he could personally oversee it.
The bronze beast-shaped furnace spewed out eerie purple smoke, and the dragon on the belly of the cauldron began to drip liquid gold from its open mouth, which condensed into red balls in the furnace ash.
The red ball glowed faintly with the flickering fire in the furnace.
The white-haired alchemist carefully lifted the jade plate filled with ice to receive the elixir. The clash of the hot and cold created a hissing sound, and white mist rose up.
"Your Majesty, the elixir is complete!"
The eunuch Cen Hun, who had been standing to the side, beamed with joy and eagerly took the jade plate from the sorcerer's hands, simultaneously piercing the smoke with a shrill voice:
"Your Majesty, it's done! The elixir is complete!"
Sun Quan's gaunt figure writhed in the ambergris mist, emitting a wild, guttural sound.
"Quick, bring it here!"
Cen Hun quickly took a few steps, knelt down in front of the bed, and pressed the edge of the jade plate against Sun Quan's dark purple lips: "Your Majesty, if you take this, you will see the Queen Mother of the West riding a black phoenix to greet you!"
The moment Sun Quan swallowed the pill, it exploded on his tongue, creating a sensation of both ice and fire:
The outer layer is frigid, while the inside is scorching hot.
Golden liquid seeped from between his teeth, and a surge of heat rushed straight to his limbs and bones.
As the heatwave swept over his body, he felt a moment of disorientation, as if he saw a Vermilion Bird flying out of the cauldron.
My body, which had initially felt somewhat cold, began to feel hot.
Cen Hun presented a golden goblet at the opportune moment: "Your Majesty, drink the sweet dew to quell the cinnabar fire."
The "nectar" in the bottle had a bluish foam on it, which looked rather eerie.
After drinking the nectar, Sun Quan rolled his eyes, collapsed onto the mattress, and convulsed continuously.
At the same time, you can hear gurgling sounds coming from the stomach, like a toad croaking at night.
It took a while for him to calm down.
After letting out a long breath, Sun Quan regained his composure and immediately became incredibly excited, even managing to sit up on his own.
Her dry, brittle face suddenly regained some radiance and flush.
The first thing Sun Quan asked after sitting up was, "Is there any news about Qin Lun?"
Cen Hun answered cautiously:
"Your Majesty, there has been no news. However, in my humble opinion, Qin Xiao should have arrived in Chang'an some time ago and will surely try to see Feng Mingwen as soon as possible."
“Feng Mingwen…”
Upon hearing this name, Sun Quan's withered hands clenched tightly.
Half a year ago, Qin Lun sent someone back with a secret letter, saying that he had discovered clues about the Dian Kingdom's Insect Valley.
Unexpectedly, there was no further news afterwards.
It wasn't until three months later, when one of Qin Lun's attendants escaped back, that they learned that Qin Lun and his group had actually found the entrance to the Insect Valley.
Based on his description, Sun Quan was quite certain that it was the Dian Kingdom Insect Valley described in that book.
"As soon as you approach the valley, the compass needle spins wildly, making it impossible to distinguish east from west and north from south, and it's very easy to get lost..."
"Looking into the valley, the crimson mist resembles blood, and the dragon's roar sounds like weeping... Countless coffins hang on the mountain, and golden-winged poisonous bees reflect the sunlight..."
"At the mouth of the valley stands a dragon statue over ten zhang tall (a giant stalactite), its mouth spewing red mist (mercury sulfide, a Yunnan specialty)..."
"There are mosquitoes that are as big as sparrows, with venomous proboscis; once bitten, one's life is in danger..." (from "Records of Customs and Geography of Yongchang County": "There are mosquitoes that are as big as sparrows, which can kill cattle by biting them.")
The various details are exactly the same as those described in the book.
Unfortunately, before Qin Lun and his group could even enter the valley to investigate, they were discovered. After several chases, only two of their followers managed to escape.
At that time, Feng Mingwen was far away in Hebei, fighting fiercely with Sima Yi, yet he did not loosen his control over the south in the slightest, which is enough to illustrate the problem.
“Feng Mingwen…”
Sun Quan closed his eyes, recalling how, more than twenty years ago, this man had just emerged from seclusion and single-handedly caused rivers of blood to flow in the south, wiping out countless barbarian tribes.
People only knew why this man hated the southern barbarians so much, but there was actually another reason.
I only regret that I didn't realize what this person was up to sooner.
Otherwise, taking advantage of the rebellion among the southern barbarians at that time, we could have sent people to explore the area earlier, which would have been much more efficient.
Not to mention that Yong Kai, the chieftain of the southern barbarians, even kidnapped Zhang Yi, the governor of Yizhou, and brought him to Wu, which shows that he was inclined to follow Wu.
However, he was concerned about the attitude of Shu Han at the time and dared not accept it.
Looking back now, it was truly a mistake, a huge mistake!
Just as Sun Quan was regretting the past, he heard Cen Hun say softly:
"Your Majesty, I have an important matter to report."
Sun Quan's train of thought was interrupted, and he was slightly displeased. He opened his eyes and looked at Cen Hun, asking coldly, "What is it?"
Since he fell ill and was bedridden again, Cen Hun had been taking care of him, and Cen Hun was the one who reported most of the news from outside the palace.
If there were anyone inside or outside the palace whom he could trust, then Cen Hun was certainly one of them.
Moreover, Cen Hun has always been sensible and understanding, and would not dare to disturb me at this time unless it is something important.
Thinking of this, Sun Quan's face darkened: "Could it be that someone is causing trouble again?"
Although Sun Quan had rarely seen his officials since falling ill, he was fully aware of what was happening outside and what people in the palace and court were thinking.