The World of Yellow Sky

The driver didn't stop because of Xu An's actions, Zhang Ji drove the carriage dutifully.

Xu An turned his head and looked at the Xuanzheng Hall of Yingtian Mansion not far away.

As the car drove forward, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army guarding along the road all held their heads high and held their chests high, saluting solemnly to Xu An.

Xu An stood on top of the car, looking at the main hall in front of him, but his thoughts flew to the sky involuntarily.

From ancient Yanhuang to Ming and Qing Dynasties, after thousands of years, countless countries were established on the land of China.

Princes, princes and generals are like the stars in the sky, and emperors and monarchs are like carp crossing the river.

These people are all heroes of the time, but the foundations established by those emperors and generals, the countries they established, and the dynasties they established eventually disappeared in the long river of history.

Divided for a long time must be together, long together must be divided.

Dynasties change, destiny changes.

Countless countries were destroyed, and countless countries were re-established on the hills, and then went to perish.

For thousands of years in China, countless countries have risen and perished, dynasties are not eternal, empires are not long, and reincarnation seems to never end.

All efforts seemed to be in vain.

The emperors, generals, and capable people of all dynasties summed up the experience of the predecessors, summed up the reasons for the collapse of the previous dynasties, and proposed improvements.

But the final outcome is the same, no one can escape the vicious circle of the rise and fall of the dynasty.

Qin Huang Han Wu, Tang Zongming Huang, which one is not the leader, the hero of the world.

But even so, they all failed.

Hundreds of years cycle.

Those emperors who created a dynasty thought that they were different, that they could create an eternal dynasty, enjoy the destiny of eternity, and lay down the career of emperor for eternity for their descendants.

The golden city is thousands of miles away, and the descendants of thousands of generations of emperors are just a joke.

The destiny of all ages, the eternal dynasty is nothing but illusion after all.

Compared with such arrogances as Qin Huang Han Wu and Tang Zong Ming Huang, Xu An clearly knows that his advantage is only because he knows China's thousands of years of history, he knows everything that happened later, and he knows more far-reaching issues.

But even so, Xu An didn't have any assurance that the country he built would be able to escape this desperate cycle.

It's just that not being sure is an excuse to give up?

Xu An clenched the shaft of the car in front of him.

Prosperity, people suffer; death, people suffer.

In just eight words, Tao has gone through the ups and downs of the ages, revealing a bloody fact.

The world of Huang Tian described in the Taiping Sutra did not come true even in later generations.

Too ideal, too empty talk, too unrealistic.

It's just that this is simply impossible, but this is not a reason to give up fighting for it.

Even if he can't change things that will happen a thousand years later, he can still change the tragedy of Wuhuhuahua, and can also make China stronger than before.

Nowadays, schools have been established in all parts of Taiping Road, and reading and literacy have arisen everywhere.

The people in Taiping Road are getting rid of their ignorance, and they are beginning to open their eyes to see the world.

They know how big the world is, and they also know that there are many countries besides the big man.

They know that there are not only the thirteen states of the Han Dynasty in this world, but also a larger territory and a wider territory outside the thirteen states of the Han Dynasty.

Education is popularized, and people's wisdom is opened.

Everything is actually different.

Even if Taiping Dao will perish in the future, the influence left behind will still exist forever.

Chapter 731 The founding of the country is as bright as the sun and the moon!

Zhang Ji lightly pulled the reins, and the car stopped slowly at the tall Xuanzheng Highness.

Xu An raised his head slightly and looked towards the Xuanzheng Hall above the steps.

The head of the sparse dragon is to resist the temple, and the shape is towering and precarious [jí yè].

The long beams of the male rainbow are connected by fen [fén] ridges.

"Qifu, the son of heaven is his home all over the world. If it is not magnificent, there is no prestige, and there is no way for future generations to add it."

When he first came here, the prosperity of Weiyang Palace, the magnificence of Weiyang Palace, and the power of Weiyang Palace almost made him lose his heart.

This time he stood under the steps of the Xuanzheng Hall again, but his heart was extremely peaceful.

The morning sun was rising, and the gentle sunlight in the morning shone on Xu An's body, dispelling the remaining chill in Xu An's body.

The breeze blew past him like a dancing beauty, leaving only a faint fragrance.

On both sides of the steps, every three steps stood a guard holding a halberd.

They held their heads high and their chests straight, without squinting. There seemed to be stars in their eyes, and everyone's eyes were extremely hot.

Xu Hong and Zhang Ji were wearing uniforms, and they landed behind Xu An, one on the left and one on the right, and slowly climbed up the steps.

Xu An breathed steadily, raised his foot and stepped on the steps leading to the Xuanzheng Hall, step by step, slowly climbed up the steps, his steps were steady and firm.

Step by step, Xu An looked up at the Xuanzheng Hall above. His position was slowly rising with his steps, and the Xuanzheng Hall in front of him gradually became clear.

Soon, the wide-open door of the Xuanzheng Palace appeared in front of his eyes.

One after another, yellow angels wearing old clothes, burqas and belts, holding yanling swords in their hands, guarded the front of the hall.

Xu An stopped in his tracks, and a little mist suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, blurring his vision.

He knew each of these yellow angels standing in front of the temple.

Xu Hong and Zhang Ji who were following Xu An also stopped.

Not only did Xu An know each other, they all knew each other too.

These yellow angels in old clothes were the same yellow angels who followed him from Xiaquyang to Jingxing Pass.

Of the more than 200 yellow angels who followed him all the way back then, more than 100 of them sacrificed their lives for the Tao during the years of battles, and now there are only 110 left.

These people are no longer the Yellow Angels. After Xu An brought them into the Taihang Mountains, he continued to expand his power and sent them out to manage the newly recruited soldiers.

They are now the military commanders of various ministries, the military lords of each song, the chiefs of each village, the generals guarding one side, and the hundreds and thousands of households of the Eagle Wolf Guard.

Memories from the past flooded into my mind again, and Xu An couldn't help but smile. Yan Zhong's arrangements were always so comprehensive. The two had been together for many years, and Yan Zhong could understand what was in his heart.

The 110 former yellow angels all slowly knelt down, put their hands on their knees, and lowered their heads towards Xu An.

They did not perform the new military salute of the current Yellow Turban Army, but saluted Xu An with the old-fashioned etiquette.

In their minds, Xu An is "Heaven".

And they are Huang Tian's envoys.

No matter how the world changes, they will always be the Yellow Angels.

They used to follow behind Xu An, fled all the way from Xiaquyang to Jingxingguan, and unified the eight hundred miles of Taihang. They were present in every battle during the rise of Taipingdao. They have never been absent until now, and they will never be absent in the future. Won't……

With a firm expression, Xu An stepped into the Xuanzheng Hall.

Inside the hall are soldiers guarding on both sides, the main hall where ceremonies are held, and the nave of the Xuanzheng Hall.

In the solemn Xuanzheng Hall, all the important generals and school officials in Taipingdao were absent.

Mu Yanzhong of Liangzhou stood on the right, and Jia Xu, the magistrate of the Chinese Army, stood next.

Bingzhou Mu Gongdu stood on the left, and Xu You, the magistrate of Zhongshufu, stood next.

Zhang Yan, He Man, Yu Du, Huang Long, Zhou Cang, Pei Yuanshao, Guo Daxian, Zuo Xiao and other veterans who were born in the Taiping Road and followed him during the Taihang Mountain period.

Guo Tai, Han Xian, Li Le, Hu Cai and other former Taiyue Yellow Turban generals.

Li Heng, Wang Ren, and Zhao Le are the heads of the Lutai family.

Xu Huang, Liu Shi, Bai Rao, Tao Sheng, Bai Que, Ku Sun and others chose to join the Taipingdao generals.

Lu Bu, Cheng Lian, Wei Yue, Cao Xing, Hou Cheng, Gao Shun, Song Xian, and Wei Xu all joined Taiping Road after the Battle of Shangjun.

Zhang Liao, Li De, Zhang Yang, Li De, Hao Zhao, and other generals from Bingzhou

Ji Ang, Guan Hai, Bian Xi, Guan Cheng, Zhang Rao, Xu He, and Sima Ju traveled all the way from the four prefectures, and came all the way from the four prefectures to Qushuai Taipingdao.

Liangzhou first line: Yang Ji, Fu Qi, Ma Teng, Ma Chao, Pang De.

The first series in Jizhou: Yan Liang and Wen Chou.

The first line in Yizhou: Zhao Zhi, Gan Ning, Lei Tong, Wu Yi, Yong Ning.

All the important generals and schools in Taiping Road, as well as the chief officials of the three government departments and nine ministries, all gathered in the Xuanzheng Hall.

No one wants to be absent from the founding ceremony of Taipingdao.

Xu An raised his head and looked forward.

Directly in front is the first seat of the main hall of Xuanzheng Hall, which was once the throne of the emperor of the Han Dynasty.

What used to be the throne has been taken down and replaced by ordinary seats.

There is no dragon pattern representing the emperor engraved on it, and no decoration made of gold is embedded in it.

Even the steps are much lower than before.

Leaping over the crowd, bathed in those fiery gazes, Xu An walked into the hall, walking up one step at a time.

Seeing that Xu An had changed seats before him, he finally sat on the seat in the Xuanzheng Hall again, this time he was no longer on pins and needles.

Under the steps, the expressions of everyone in Taipingdao were clearly visible.

Xu An stood up again, taking the title of king, which is usually granted by others.

But Xu An, as the Taoist of the Taiping Dao, no one can grant him the title of king.

Xu An looked at the people in the hall and said in a deep voice.

"It has been ten years since the seventh year of Guanghe and now. In the third year of Chuping (192), I became Marquis of Jin."

"But Jin is just the name of a place."

At the beginning, he called himself Marquis of Jin only because he became the master of Bingzhou. According to the law, Bingzhou belongs to the land of Jin, so it is more appropriate to be called Marquis of Jin.

Xu An never thought of taking Jin as the country name.

Jin, the title of the country, bears too many unbearable burdens.

During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the Jin Kingdom dominated one side and was one of the Five Hegemons in the Spring and Autumn Period. Even if it split in the end, it did not disgrace the name of Jin.

But the two Jins of the later generations lost all the face of their ancestors.

The five chaos in China, the land of China is tortured, the residents of the land of China have no dignity, and even become two-legged sheep...

Xu An's eyes were extremely firm, he raised his voice, and said loudly.

"The revolution of heaven and earth is formed in four seasons, and the revolution of Tang and Wu follows the sky and responds to people."

"I'll gather a crowd wrapped in yellow scarves, and I'm determined to change the fate of the world. The Han Dynasty is exhausted, and Huang Tian will definitely replace it!"

"My way of peace will surely liberate this world!"

Xu An looked solemn, picked up the jade seal on the desk, and said generously.

"Great! Qianyuan, the beginning of all things, is the unification of heaven."

"Clouds travel and rain, and goods flow."

"During the Ming Dynasty, there were six people at one time, and one at a time rode six dragons to control the sky."

"The main road changes, everyone corrects their lives, protects harmony, and is Lizhen. The first common thing, Xianning of all nations."

"The founding of the country today, my Taiping Dao country name should be 'Ming'!"

Xu An raised the king seal in his hand and said solemnly.

"As constant as the moon, as rising as the sun. Like the longevity of Nanshan Mountain, it will neither grow nor collapse. Like the luxuriance of pines and cypresses, everything will be inherited. It is 'Ming'!"

"It shines like the sun and the moon, it's for 'brightness'!"

Xu An's voice echoed in the Xuanzheng Hall, and the special structure allowed everyone in the Xuanzheng Hall to hear Xu An's voice clearly.