I made up stupid exercises in Da Qin, and Ying Zheng succeeded in practicing them?

Chapter 142 141 Arrive in Xianyang, Water Resources Department!

Zheng Guoqu said goodbye to his master and Zibaishan, and set foot on the road to Xianyang City alone.

Along the way, he saw a wider world, and his understanding of the way of water continued to deepen. However, as he got closer to the border of Qin, he encountered groups of people fleeing the famine.

These victims were dressed in rags, their faces were yellow and thin, and their eyes were full of despair and pleading.

The children's faces are covered with dust, and their eyes no longer have the liveliness and happiness that childhood should have. The men drag their heavy footsteps and carry their family members on their shoulders, while the women hold the babies tightly in their arms. , try to protect them from the sandstorm.

Zheng Guoqu couldn't bear to keep going. He stopped and asked an older man: "Uncle, what happened? Why are so many people fleeing their homes?"

The old man raised his head, his eyes were sunken, and his face was etched with wrinkles of vicissitudes of life, and he replied bitterly: "Young hero, we are from a small village in the east. This year, the drought has been severe, and the crops have been almost completely lost. We can only leave our hometown, hoping to find somewhere else." A way out."

Hearing this, Zheng Guoqu's heart tightened. He remembered his master's teachings: "Practitioners should have a heart of great love and be happy to help others."

He asked again: "Uncle, is the drought still continuing? Is anyone going to solve this problem?"

The old man shook his head: "The government has distributed food relief, but it is far from enough. We can't wait for the rain and can only wait to die, so we can only come out to survive..."

Zheng Guoqu became more determined to go to Qin. He knew that although he could not immediately change the current predicament, he could at least lay the foundation for future water conservancy work and avoid such disasters from happening again through his own efforts.

He said to the old man: "Uncle, I am about to go to Qin, where I hope to learn and promote more advanced water conservancy technology. In the future, I will do my best to help solve these problems."

A glimmer of hope flashed in the old man's eyes, and he said gratefully: "Young hero, may God bless you. If you can succeed, you will be the savior of us suffering people."

Zheng Guoqu smiled slightly: "I will remember you. I hope we can bring good news next time we meet."

After Zheng Guoqu talked with the old man, he continued to go deep among the victims to observe their conditions. He noticed that many victims had chapped lips, sunken cheeks, and deep despair in their eyes.

The children's eyes lost their luster, their little hands clung to the corners of their mother's clothes, and they barely had the energy to cry.

Zheng Guoqu's heart was deeply touched, and he decided to look for nearby water sources. Under the guidance of his master, he had learned some simple methods of sensing water veins. He closed his eyes and began to meditate silently, slowly interacting with the surrounding people. Communicate with nature and look for the breath of water.

"The water veins flow with a long source. They are sensed by the heart and guided by the mind."

As Zheng Guoqu meditated silently, traces of moisture began to appear in his palms, and the ground began to tremble slightly. The soil in front of him gradually became moist, and then water droplets gradually appeared.

Soon, a clear spring gushes from the ground and forms a stream.

The victims were shocked by this scene. They stopped crying and making noise. For a moment, all eyes were focused on Zheng Guoqu. They saw a miracle, a miracle that brought hope.

The water flow became stronger and stronger, and the clear spring water flowed, making a pleasant sound. Zheng Guoqu turned around, faced the victims, and said softly: "Everyone, come and drink water. There is enough water here to quench your thirst." .”

The victims came one after another, their eyes full of disbelief. A woman walked to the water with her child, took a sip of water, and said in surprise: "This water is so sweet, sir, you are Who is this person? He can actually summon spring water!"

Zheng Guoqu smiled slightly and replied: "I am just a practitioner. I happened to have learned some magic about water. This water can temporarily quench your thirst. I hope it can help you."

An old man knelt down and said excitedly: "Young master is really our savior. Without you, we don't know how long we would have to walk to find water."

Others also knelt down to express their gratitude to Zheng Guoqu.

Zheng Guoqu hurriedly helped them up: "Please get up quickly. We are all our own people. What I am doing is just my job. You drink water quickly and replenish your strength. I hope you can find a stable place to settle down."

After Zheng Guoqu helped the first batch of victims, he did not stop there and continued to move forward. His heart was filled with firm determination for Qin's water conservancy cause and deep sympathy for the people.

It was getting late, and Zheng Guoqu was walking on the dusty official road. Oncoming were groups of victims who were migrating southward, either on foot or by car, all the way south, hoping to find hope of survival in the Qin State. Every passing moment Their faces are all engraved with the hardships and difficulties of life.

Among them, a group of victims looked particularly miserable. An elderly woman was hobbling along, carrying a thin child on her back. The child's eyes looked dull, as if she had lost the strength to cry.

Zheng Guoqu stepped forward and asked, "Mother-in-law, where did you come from? Why does the child look so haggard?"

The old woman stopped and replied breathlessly: "Sir, we are from the countryside in the east. Due to years of drought, our fields have dried up and the children have not had a good meal for several days."

Zheng Guoqu felt even more sad after hearing this. He immediately took out the dry food and water he had brought with him and handed them to the old woman: "Mother-in-law, take these for the children. I hope it can help you."

The old woman took the food and was so excited that she almost shed tears: "Master, you are such a good person. This is really rare in today's world."

Zheng Guoqu comforted her: "My mother-in-law doesn't need to say that. I'm just trying my best. On my way to Qin, I hope to learn and promote better water conservancy technology and help more people in the future."

The old woman looked at Zheng Guoqu sincerely and nodded in thanks: "Master, I wish you a safe journey, and may God bless you kind people."

Zheng Guoqu continued to move forward, and he met more victims on the official road. Some had their families broken up because of fleeing famine, and some fell ill on the roadside because of lack of water.

He did everything he could to help them, whether it was handing out food or helping them find water using the water skills he had learned.

Every time he helps others, Zheng Guoqu gains strength from the gratitude of the victims, which strengthens his sense of mission and deepens his understanding of spiritual practice.

He knows that practicing is not only for his own improvement, but also for the ability to help others.

As night fell, Zheng Guoqu stopped in a forest and prepared to rest.

With help and learning along the way, his state of mind is constantly growing, and his way of water has been sublimated in practice.

After a long and arduous journey, Zheng Guoqu finally arrived at Xianyang, the capital of Qin.

This splendid capital city was larger than any city he had seen before. The city walls were tall and solid, and they were filled with soldiers in iron armor. Their eyes were as sharp as eagles, and they held spears flashing with cold light in their hands.

When Zheng Guoqu stepped into the gate of Xianyang City, two guards immediately stepped forward to stop him. A guard with a sign on his chest, who was obviously the leader, asked: "Who is coming? Where do you come from? What is your purpose in Xianyang?" "

Zheng Guoqu replied: "Xiaguan Zheng Guoqu is from Zibai Mountain. I came to Xianyang hoping to meet the officials in charge of water conservancy and provide me with the water conservancy knowledge I have learned to solve the drought."

The guards raised their brows and looked at each other. They were obviously a little confused about Zheng Guoqu's identity, but they also knew that Qin State was currently vigorously promoting water conservancy projects.

"Okay, you wait here first." The head guard ordered, and then entered the city gate to deliver the message.

Zheng Guoqu stood under the city gate and accidentally observed the magnificent scene of Xianyang City. The battle flags above the city wall were flapping in the wind, and the soldiers patrolled the city wall in neat steps, showing the strict military discipline of the Qin State.

There are many buildings in Xianyang City, the roads are wide and smooth, people come and go, and there is a lot of traffic.

In the distance, the majestic palace stands tall, showing the grandeur of the empire. Although the citizens in the city are quite curious about the newcomers, they can't hide the worry on their faces. It can be seen that even such a metropolis is not immune. Affected by drought.

Soon, the head guard came back and said to Zheng Guoqu, "You can enter the city, but someone must lead the way to the Water Resources Department." Zheng Guoqu nodded to express his understanding.

He followed a guard through the busy streets to the water conservancy bureau.

Along the way, I saw soldiers of the Qin army. Their armors were neat and tidy. The totems of Qin were engraved on the armors. The weapons in their hands shone with silvery white light, all showing the powerful military power of Qin.

As Zheng Guoqu went deeper into the city, he had a more intuitive feel for the prosperity and order of Qin.

What he didn't know was that when he mentioned 'Purple Cypress Mountain', one of the guards' eyes flashed with a gleam of light.

Then he went straight to Meng Mansion quietly.

Mengfu.

martial arts field.

Meng Tian is holding the Void-Breaking Spear given by Master Ji Chen and practicing the Void-Breaking Spear technique.

He was wielding a long spear, which was given by his master Ji Chen and was called Poxu Spear.

As its name suggests, the spear technique is extremely powerful. Every time it is swung out, it is accompanied by an explosion in the air, as if it can break through the void.

The ground of the martial arts training ground was covered with thick loess. After being swept by the wind of Mengtian's spear, the soil particles flew in all directions. His movements were like a dragon coming out of the sea. The tip of the spear drew a series of sharp arcs. Every time it was thrust out, it was accurate. Hit the bullseye.

Although it was just a practice, the fierce aura he exuded made the onlookers' servants dare not approach.

Meng Tian's spear technique was integrated with the inner strength and mental skills taught by Master Ji Chen. Every time the spear was swung, the internal strength gathered, forming an almost visible cyclone at the tip of the spear.

This cyclone rotated at the tip of the gun, making a whistling sound, as if an invisible beast was roaring.

Under the moonlight, Meng Tian's figure became taller and more powerful. The loess became thicker and thicker, and an obvious pit had been formed in the middle of the martial arts training ground. It was the trace of his repeated attacks. His sweat dripped on the ground, but Being sucked dry in an instant is a phenomenon only experienced by those with advanced cultivation.

Meng Tian kept repeating the same action, his expression focused, completely ignoring external interference. His marksmanship practice was not only a refinement of his skills, but also a refinement of his character.

"Broken!" As Meng Tian shouted softly, a powerful force suddenly burst out from the tip of his spear, as if it could pierce the air.

At this moment, the entire martial arts training ground seemed to be shaken, and even the candlelight around the martial arts training ground trembled.

On the martial arts training ground, Meng Tian's marksmanship was like a storm, extremely fierce.His spear was like a writhing dragon and snake, carrying a suffocating power every time he swung it.

The sound of wind brought by the tip of the gun was harsh and harsh, as if even the air was split in two.

At this moment, the Qin Army guard quickly walked into the martial arts training ground. Just as he was about to speak, Meng Tian seemed to have noticed it. He turned around and threw the spear in his hand.

The gun was like a meteor, piercing directly at the guard's feet. There was only a soft "chi" sound, and the tip of the gun was deeply inserted into the hard earth, only an inch away from the guard.

The guard was so shocked by the sudden move that his body went limp and he sat directly on the ground. Cold sweat broke out on his back, and his whole body seemed to be frozen.

Meng Tian calmly withdrew his gaze and walked slowly towards the guard. His gaze was like a knife, scanning the guard's trembling body.

"Is the matter reported a matter of life and death?" Meng Tian's tone was calm, but revealed unquestionable majesty.

The guard was agitated and tried to make his voice sound steady: "Report...report to General Meng that there are people from Zibai Mountain."

Meng Tian's body shook violently, and his heart was excited.

Zibai Mountain is where Master practices, and anyone who can come down the mountain is his junior disciple.

This is equivalent to a junior brother coming to Xianyang. As a senior brother, how can he not entertain him?

However, calm returned immediately.He waved to the guards to get up, with a hint of unnoticeable expectation in his tone: "Where are you?"

"Water Resources Department"

"Prepare the horse."

"promise."

The guard quickly got up, not daring to stay any longer, and left quickly to convey Meng Tian's order.

Meng Tian turned back to the gun, gently pulled out the long gun stuck in the ground, and then stroked the gun body, as if he was thinking about something.

Meng Tian quickly changed into casual clothes, and then followed the servants through the streets of Xianyang City to the Water Resources Department.

This official office responsible for the planning and construction of Qin's water conservancy projects is located in the north of the city, close to the trickling Wei River.

The building of the Water Resources Department is not as tall and magnificent as other government buildings in Xianyang City, but its structure is compact and appears to be very practical.

The gray buildings are closely connected, and the roofs are covered with dark tiles. Each building is connected by a special water channel. The water in the water channel is crystal clear and is obviously used to experiment and demonstrate water conservancy technology.

The security inside the department is not as tight as that of the military camp, but everyone who enters and exits needs to be registered. Each of the guards holds a short stick. They are tall and have alert eyes. They carefully look at everyone who enters the department. Although this is a technical official office, Qin State also attaches great importance to technical secrets.

Meng Tian and the accompanying guards came to the door of the Water Resources Department. The guards came forward to negotiate with the guard. When the guard saw that they were men from the Meng family, he immediately changed his attitude, bowed respectfully, and then moved out of the way.

Entering the Water Resources Department, you can see many different work areas. In some places, there are various models, including channels, waterwheels, waterwheels, etc. Craftsmen are busy marking or marking the models. Perform debugging.

From time to time, the sound of wood knocking and metal collision can be heard in the department. These sounds come together like a busy and harmonious symphony.

In a relatively open area, a group of officials were discussing around a huge sand table. The topography of Qin State, as well as completed and planned water conservancy projects, were carefully depicted on the sand table.Each of them had rolls of drawings and records in front of them, and they pointed at the sand table while discussing. The atmosphere was serious and focused.

Meng Tian observed it quietly, and then asked the accompanying guards: "Where is Zheng Guoqu?"

The guard replied: "We have been arranged to wait in the reception room. Young Master, please come this way."

Meng Tian followed the guards through the corridors and finally came to a simply decorated reception room. There were several wooden chairs and a table in the room, with a map of Qin spread on the table.

(End of this chapter)