The literary giants of the late Ming Dynasty began by copying books

Chapter 289 The Big Secret

Wang Wenlong once again told the story of how he grew up in the West, witnessed Europeans slaughtering Chinese people since he was a child, and then became homeless.

Pan Xiu had heard of these things before, but now she still pretended to be very interested. After Wang Wenlong finished speaking, Pan Xiu said with admiring compliments: "Mr. Jianyang, you have experienced so many setbacks. For others, being able to survive is not bad, let alone study. How can you still have such knowledge?"

Wang Wenlong replied with a proud look on his face: "I just saw a lot. To be honest, brother, I have a photographic memory and can remember many books and materials I have read before."

Pan Xiu asked in surprise: "Is there really such a strange person in the world?"

Wang Wenlong nodded and said: "If not, how could I memorize all the logarithm tables of more than ten pages?"

Pan Xiu nodded repeatedly, and then asked: "Mr. Jianyang, I heard that your martial arts are also very good. The Tai Chi taught by Trinity today was taught to them by your husband. I heard that your husband seemed to have joined the West before." Huidao Sect, is the Hunyuan Xingyi Taiji Sect the sect that teaches Tai Chi? Sir, did you also learn your skills from your sect?"

Wang Wenlong was amused, but Pan Xiu made up the source of his skill for him. He followed Pan Xiu's words and said: "In our Hunyuan Xingyi Tai Chi Sect, Tai Chi is just some basic moves."

Pan Xiu asked curiously: "My family has been operating in the West for several generations, and I am familiar with the local Huidao sect, but why have I never heard of this Hunyuan Xingyi Taiji sect?"

Wang Wenlong said: "There are many islands in the West with different customs, and Chinese organizations in various places are not all connected with each other. Our sect is weak, so it is normal that Bo Feng has never heard of it."

Pan Xiu shook his head and said, "That shouldn't be the case. A Taoist sect that can cultivate talents like Mr. Jianyang is a first-class force in the Ming Dynasty. How come it has no reputation at all in the West?"

Pan Xiu swore to the sky: "I will never mention it to anyone after leaving this house."

Pan Xiu's heart beat faster when he heard this, and he quickly asked: "What is the solution? I really can't think of it."

"The stranger left, and several golden apples were scattered all over the place. Each one has magical effects such as illusions, enlightenment, recording the artist's science and technology, etc. More than 2,000 years ago, Moses picked up one and used it to part the sea and lead the tribe to escape; during the Spring and Autumn Period , this thing was also born in China, and the Zhou rites collapsed. China had Confucius, Laozu, and Mozi, and Tianzhu had Buddha. Eighteen hundred years ago, the First Emperor used it to build a powerful army that could unify the eight wastelands... Three hundred Years ago, Genghis Khan obtained one from Khwarezm and commanded it with great force, which no one in the world could match..."

When Wang Wenlong heard this, he glared at him and said, "You said I'm unhappy? Okay... these words come from my mouth and into your ears. They cannot be publicized to the outside world. Can you do it?"

"This...hehe, I can't tell, I can't tell." Wang Wenlong lowered his head to pick up the vegetables.

Pan Xiu was stunned and quickly asked: "Sir, please explain it in detail."

Wang Wenlong smiled and explained: "Our Taoist sect does not rely on recruiting disciples to expand its strength. There are other ways to make money."

"If you don't show your skills, how can you expand your sect? Where will the money come from?" Pan Xiu looked confused.

"Humanity is dissatisfied with being ruled by aliens. There is a hero, Eve and Adam, who steals the aliens' golden apples. Then these aliens lose their divine power and cannot control humans. They can only fly away in a flying boat. Humanity will eventually have a chance to rise."

Wang Wenlong nodded and said mysteriously: "Our Taoist sect is not actually a Taoist organization that burns incense and worships gods, but is the periphery of another extremely powerful force. How powerful this power is, it has inspired many figures in history books throughout the ages. Everything is related to this power..."

Pan Xiu's heart was like a cat's scratching, and she pretended to be dissatisfied when she was drunk and said: "Everyone says that you speak the truth after drinking, but how come you are so happy when you are drunk and still speak so unpleasantly?"

Wang Wenlong thought for a while, and finally said with a mysterious face: "Are you surprised that Europeans have lived in the wilderness for thousands of years, and even the religion they believe in and the pinyin script they use have to be passed on to them from Asia? And this After more than a hundred years, he suddenly became enlightened and was able to sail a large ship to Asia?"

Wang Wenlong said seriously: "There are quite a few capable people in our sect, but according to the sect's rules, Master does not allow us to reveal our abilities to the outside world."

Wang Wenlong said: "Let me tell you a story: Thousands of years ago, there was a group of strange people in the world. This generation of people was amazingly talented, and their magical skills were far superior to human beings. Human beings were like apes in front of human beings today. .”

Hearing Wang Wenlong suddenly talk about the history of Europeans, Pan Xiu swallowed quietly and echoed: "They have produced some capable geniuses over the past hundred years, and they have brought the country's power to a certain level. That's true."

The more Wang Wenlong talked, the more excited he became, and he spoke eloquently: "How many times can there be such a time as when Columbus started the Age of Discovery? Why did it fall on Europeans? What did Columbus see when he traveled around the European continent? thing?"

"Once such a treasure was released, how many people in the world fought over it? It was really a killing spree."

At this time, King Pan Xiu saw a look of disapproval on Wen Long's face, "But as for me, if I have such ability, it is really not my intention to fight for my own selfish interests instead of serving the country and peace. It's better to cross the sea and return home." Pan Xiu was completely stunned when he heard this. It turns out that the scientific development of mankind, as well as the great kings and ancient sages who dominated the world, relied on the power of golden apples to succeed. Hunyuan Xingyi Taiji Sect It turned out to be an organization related to the power of the golden apple.

The Knights Templar and the Assassin's League that Wang Wenlong wrote in the draft are probably the two major groups that know the top secrets of the Golden Apple. Wang Wenlong should be a member of the affiliated organization of the Assassin's League.

According to Wang Wenlong, his level in the organization is not very high and he has no chance to come into contact with the Golden Apple. However, such an organization must have concentrated a large amount of literature. Wang Wenlong must have learned a lot of culture through the assassin organization before he could enlighten him. Such an amazing thought.

This bizarre story made it hard for Pan Xiu to believe it for a while, but the world view given by Wang Wenlong was so complete, and thinking of Wang Wenlong's five games of chess, Tai Chi, and various shocking masterpieces, Pan Xiu suddenly discovered that Wang Wenlong himself carried Tai Chi. There are many things that are beyond others. It is almost impossible to say these skills without a source that is beyond the times.

Pan Xiu asked in a low voice: "Why would such an organization go to the West?"

"Bo Feng, think about it, if a golden apple falls on the Western Island..."

"What?" Even if Pan Xiu tried to endure it, she still couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice.

But his shout made Wang Wenlong seem to be sober. A look of confusion flashed across Wang Wenlong's face, and then he seemed to be frightened and realized that he had made a mistake.

Wang Wenlong quickly shook his head and smiled: "What I said before are all myths, don't believe it in Bo Feng."

Listening to Wang Wenlong's explanation that there was no three hundred taels of silver here, Pan Xiu became even more convinced.

This story was so important that Pan Xiu didn't know how to deal with it. He just thought that this matter must be reported to the company.

The two of them got very drunk that afternoon. Pan Xiu took a leave of absence on the grounds that it was difficult to work after being drunk. He forced himself to return to the rental house. Although he was dizzy, he still did not dare to trust others with such crucial information. He didn't even want to let anyone other than Li Jin know first, so Pan Xiu lay at home for a long time. After regaining his mobility, he disguised himself and ran to Fuqing to report to Li Jin.

Pan Xiu reported the news to Li Jin. Li Jin was also shocked and his mouth was open. He could not handle such a big secret, so he had to report it to the superior again. At the same time, he told Pan Xiu to comfort Wang Wenlong.

Wang Wenlong slept for a while, and when he saw Pan Xiu's evasive eyes the next day, Wang Wenlong pretended to have no memory of yesterday's conversation and asked Pan Xiu's family again if they were sure to provide artillery.

At this time, Pan Xiu naturally agreed when Wang Wenlong asked about sending artillery to the Fujian Navy.

Wang Wenlong was completely relieved. In the following time, he returned home and concentrated on writing "On the Nation-State".

A few days later, while copying and organizing, Pan Xiu curiously read the manuscript written by Wang Wenlong.

In the opening chapter of "On Nation-States", Wang Wenlong, like the original author Benedict Anderson, casts his perspective on southwest China, describing the constant disputes in the history of the Central Plains Dynasty, Annan, and Myanmar.

When the Central Plains Dynasty was powerful, it tried to resolve border conflicts through appeasement, recruitment of rebels, assimilation, etc. However, no matter how hard the Central Plains Dynasty tried, even if the Annan Kingdom was already a small China from top to bottom, using Although the system was copied one-for-one from China, this kind of dispute always exists.

"The disputes between the three countries are not about customs and systems, but fundamentally about the different ethnic groups. No matter how the customs are changed and the systems are changed, if the ethnic groups are not transformed, the disputes between the different ethnic groups will never seem to subside."

"There were fierce disputes between Buddhism and Taoism in the Annan Kingdom, but when the Ming Dynasty fought, the Buddhism and Taoism in the northern part of Annan Kingdom, which were once equally powerful, united to oppose the Ming Dynasty."

Through this example, Wang Wenlong pointed out that "nation" is a more fundamental human identity than institutions, customs, and religions.

Wang Wenlong then further analyzed the magic of the nation.

A European who grew up in the West often thinks that he is closer to Europeans. When he sees European sailors from thousands of miles away, he will treat them as compatriots, but he will alienate the local natives and Chinese with whom he has been getting along since childhood.

A Hokkien man who grew up in the West was so indignant when he heard that his hometown was defeated by the Hakkas in an armed fight that he planned to donate money to help, even though he had never returned to his hometown since he was ten years old.

(End of this chapter)