The Great Dao Golden List, Me! The Supreme Martial God Exposed – Chapter 69

Chapter 69: Martial King’s Consecration, Zhang Liang Coughs Blood

That day.

An imperial decree was issued from the Zhangtai Palace.

The state machine of Great Qin began to operate rapidly, with countless messengers riding swift horses, galloping in all directions.

Then.

Imperial edicts were posted in every commandery and county.

The Martial King presented divine crops yielding a thousand jin per mu, the Wu Rice, and five thousand jin per mu, the Wu Beans and Wu Sweet Potatoes. There will be no more hunger in the world. All the people of Great Qin must be grateful for the Martial King’s benevolence, build Martial King shrines, and forever enjoy incense offerings.

In an instant.

The world was in an uproar, and the whole world was shocked.

“My heavens, a thousand jin per mu, five thousand jin per mu, am I not dreaming? Is this real?”

“Of course it’s real! The imperial edicts have already been posted, His Majesty the First Emperor has proclaimed it to the world, how could it be false?”

“The Martial King is a descendant of the Martial God, this must be the Martial King, out of his care for the world, specially seeking these divine crops from the immortals for us!”

“It is said that the Martial King has already planted several hundred mu, enough for the entire Great Qin to plant. It won’t be long before we can get the seeds and plant these divine Wu Rice, Wu Beans, and Wu Sweet Potatoes. We will never have to go hungry again!”

“Long live the Martial King, long live Great Qin!”

“I heard the Martial King will be marrying the Queen of Loulan and the Queen of Bai Yue. I want to go to Xianyang to congratulate the Martial King and witness his glory!”

“What brother says is true, let’s go together, let’s go together.”

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The Confucian School.

Little Sage Manor.

Zhang Liang packed his luggage, carrying his bundle, gazing into the distance, and sneered: “A southern expedition to Bai Yue? Heh, Ying Zheng, I’ll send you a little surprise first.”

He prepared to go to Bai Yue.

Using the geographical advantages of Bai Yue, he was ninety percent confident that he could defeat the army going south to Bai Yue.

“Martial Uncle, big news.”

Just then, a Confucian disciple ran over, looking at Zhang Liang carrying his bundle, and curiously asked: “Martial Uncle, are you leaving?”

“What big news?”

Zhang Liang did not answer, but instead asked.

“Martial Uncle, news came from Xianyang that Martial King Zhao Wu presented His Majesty the First Emperor with Wu Rice yielding a thousand jin per mu, and Wu Beans and Wu Sweet Potatoes yielding five thousand jin per mu. Now His Majesty the First Emperor is also building a temple and shrine for the Martial King, so that he may forever enjoy incense offerings.”

“It is said that the Wu Rice, Wu Beans, and Wu Sweet Potatoes were originally called corn, potatoes, and sweet potatoes, but His Majesty the First Emperor, to show his gratitude to the Martial King, directly named them after ‘Wu’.”

“The Martial King’s name will resound throughout the world.”

Zhang Liang’s heart sank, he had not expected that Ying Zheng would actually obtain such divine crops.

If the people are well-fed, who would follow him to rebel?

“This time, I must use the power of Bai Yue to severely blunt the sharp edge of the tyrannical Qin, otherwise it will be even more difficult to restore the kingdom in the future.”

Zhang Liang’s fists clenched involuntarily, his veins popping, and he was completely unaware that his fingernails had dug into his flesh, causing a trickle of blood to seep out.

“The Martial King has already been consecrated.”

This Confucian disciple’s eyes were filled with deep envy. The Confucian School emphasizes self-cultivation, family harmony, governance of the state, and peace of the world. Scholars ultimately seek fame and fortune, and most want to have their names go down in history.

The Martial King’s name will surely be passed down through the ages.

If he could be like that one day, it would be worth it even if he died.

He sighed: “The Martial King has truly reached the peak of his life. Not only is his name known throughout the world, and he is worshipped by ten thousand people, but he will also soon marry the Queen of Bai Yue, the Holy Maiden of Bai Yue, as well as the Queen of Loulan, and the High Priestess of Loulan.”

“I heard that each of them is a peerless beauty, like plum blossoms, orchids, bamboo, and chrysanthemums, each with their own unique charm…”

“What? Did you say the Martial King is going to marry the Queen of Bai Yue and the Holy Maiden of Bai Yue?”

Zhang Liang, who had been feeling heavy-hearted, suddenly raised his head, grabbed the shoulders of the Confucian disciple in front of him tightly with both hands, and asked excitedly.

“Yes…yes, that’s right!”

This Confucian disciple was startled, and weakly said: “I heard that it was the Queen of Bai Yue who took the initiative to propose a marriage alliance with the Martial King, and to submit to Great Qin.”

“This…how is this possible?”

“Bai Yue relies on its geographical advantages. Even if the tyrannical Qin’s iron cavalry is strong, it would be useless. How could Bai Yue surrender so quickly?”

Zhang Liang was momentarily dazed, finding it hard to believe.

He knew that Bai Yue’s territory was too small, and in the end, it would definitely not be a match for the tyrannical Qin.

But Bai Yue, relying on its geographical advantages, was definitely not something that the tyrannical Qin could easily conquer.

If he were to devise a strategy, he believed that not only would the tyrannical Qin not be able to conquer Bai Yue, but they would also suffer heavy casualties and losses.

However…

The ideal was very full.

Reality…

Gave him a heavy blow.

Before he even had time to rush over, they had already surrendered.

Even the Queen and Holy Maiden of Bai Yue were packaged and sent to Zhao Wu.

He felt as if he had punched cotton.

He had an urge to vomit blood.

“Martial Uncle, are you…are you alright?”

This Confucian disciple who had delivered the news saw the distraught Zhang Liang and spoke weakly.

Could it be that Martial Uncle was heartbroken?

He secretly speculated in his heart.

“It’s nothing, you can go now!”

Zhang Liang waved his hand, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away.

“Yes, Martial Uncle.”

“This disciple takes his leave!”

This Confucian disciple bowed and respectfully withdrew.

Watching the other party leave, Zhang Liang slumped down on the bed, as if he had lost all his strength, his eyes vacant, filled with confusion.

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“What is love in this world, that it makes people willing to give their lives for it…”

The Confucian disciple who had left Zhang Liang’s room shook his head, the fire of gossip burning fiercely in his eyes:

“No wonder Martial Uncle doesn’t get close to women, it turns out he already has someone in his heart.”

“Alas, the king of Xiang has a dream, but the goddess is heartless.”

“His beloved goddess is going to marry someone else, no wonder Martial Uncle can’t take the blow!”

“If it were someone else, Martial Uncle could still try to compete, but the other party is the Martial King, Martial Uncle can only grieve in silence…”

“I really feel sorry for Martial Uncle!”

This young Confucian scholar’s mind instantly conjured up a heart-wrenching and moving love story between Zhang Liang and the Queen of Bai Yue.

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What is the fastest thing to spread in the world?

It’s not a virus.

It’s gossip.

Especially Confucian scholars love gossip the most.

That’s how the term “romantic talent” and “romantic scholar” came to be.

Therefore.

Many Confucian scholars in the Little Sage Manor quickly learned about the ‘moving’ love story between Zhang Liang and the Queen of Bai Yue.

At first, many people didn’t believe it, but when they thought about Zhang Liang’s background in Han, how he had connections with Bai Yue, and how it wasn’t impossible for him to have an ambiguous relationship with the Queen of Bai Yue.

People’s minds are very powerful.

All kinds of details were filled in by their imaginations.

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It even alarmed the leader of the Confucian School, Fu Nian.

Fu Nian came to Zhang Liang’s room, and seeing Zhang Liang’s distraught appearance, he, who had been half-believing, immediately believed it by three points.

He comforted him: “There are always eight or nine things in life that don’t go as planned, Martial Brother. Since the Queen of Bai Yue is going to marry the Martial King, you should let it go as soon as possible.”

“Let go of the past, so that you can look forward to the future.”

“What the Sect Leader teaches is correct, this junior brother will keep it in mind.”

Zhang Liang cupped his hands and said.

He thought that Fu Nian was telling him to let go of Han, but letting go was impossible. But since he had failed this time, he could just look for another opportunity next time.

Anyway, he had not suffered any losses.

“It’s good that Martial Brother has thought it through!”

Fu Nian said with relief.

Seeing Zhang Liang admit it, the last trace of doubt in his mind was dispelled.

He had not expected that Zhang Liang would actually have a relationship with the Queen of Bai Yue.

But all of that was in the past now.

Fu Nian did not say much. Since he had comforted Zhang Liang, he bid farewell and left.

After he left, the Confucian disciples who had been paying attention to the situation immediately erupted in an uproar.

Those who had not believed it before now completely believed it.

Because Fu Nian had not denied it.

This meant that the matter was confirmed.

Zhang Liang composed himself and left the room.

“Alas, Martial Uncle Zhang Liang is too pitiful. It must be the tyrannical Qin forcing the Queen of Bai Yue to marry the Martial King, forcibly breaking up Martial Uncle and the Queen of Bai Yue…”

“???”

Zhang Liang, who had just stepped out of the door, heard the discussions of the disciples around him, and his head was completely muddled. What on earth was going on?

When did he have a relationship with the Queen of Bai Yue?

He had not even met her, okay?

“What nonsense are you talking about? What relationship do I have with the Queen of Bai Yue?”

Zhang Liang stepped forward and questioned.

“Greetings, Martial Uncle.”

The Confucian scholars all bowed and then said with sympathy: “Martial Uncle, please restrain your grief, we all understand.”

Everyone had an expression that said, “We understand,” which made the veins on Zhang Liang’s arms pop out, his blood surging. He was already feeling depressed, and now he immediately spat out a mouthful of reverse blood.

Puff!

Zhang Liang fell to the ground.

“Ah, it’s not good, Martial Uncle is coughing up blood!”

“Martial Uncle is truly deeply devoted to love, that hateful tyrannical Qin, stealing his love!”

“Martial Uncle, how pitiful!”

“I…Puff!”

Zhang Liang, who had been helped up by the disciples, had just woken up when he heard their words, and spat out another mouthful of blood, completely passing out.

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At the same time.

Kuaiji.

The Xiang Clan.

Xiang Liang received the news from Xianyang and could not help but sigh: “Five thousand jin per mu, if such divine crops are promoted, it will be even more difficult to overthrow the tyrannical Qin.”

“Uncle, don’t worry. It’s just food. At most, it will only pacify those lowly people. Now that I have reorganized the Soaring Dragon Army, when the next military unit list is updated, we will definitely be at the top.”

Xiang Yu held the Overlord Spear, full of vigor, and said with great ambition: “When the Nine Continents are united, and the world changes, it will be the time for our Xiang Clan to show our strength and restore the glory of the Xiang Clan!”

“It’s good that Yu’er has confidence.”

Although Xiang Liang was feeling heavy-hearted, he did not want to discourage Xiang Yu.

Besides, what Xiang Yu said was correct, the unification of the Nine Continents was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for them.

Only when the world is in chaos can they take advantage of the situation and rise up.

As for how many lowly people die and get injured, they, as the privileged class, would not care at all.

In their eyes, the common people were like weeds by the roadside.

After one crop is cut down, another crop will grow.

Boom.

Just then, a thunderous sound seemed to explode in the sky, and endless rosy clouds surged, with various phenomena appearing, covering the sky and the sun.

“This is…”

Countless people looked up, only to see a line of vigorous characters appear on the Great Dao Golden List:

【Seven days later, the Nine Continents will be united】

The characters, as large as mountains, floated in the sky, emitting an unparalleled aura that suppressed the ages and severed the eight directions, shining with mysterious and profound Dao rhythms.

Even those who could not read could clearly understand its meaning just by seeing it.

At the same time.

In the skies above the Great Sui of Tianzhou, the Great Song of Dizhou, the Great Yuan of Xuanzhou, the Great Ming of Yuzhou, the Great Qing of Hongzhou, and the Great Han of Barren Continent, eight iron-hooked characters appeared simultaneously:

【Seven days later, the Nine Continents will be united】

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