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During Tang Kaiyuan's time, although he had experienced the chaotic government of Wu and Wei, he was able to reconstruct the prosperity of the world under Li Longji of the Xuan Sect. Above the temple, the sages came out in succession, the policy was enlightened, and the people were given light benefits; beyond the borders, the holy power was still there, with little interference and no hindrance to their safety. In addition to the years of good weather, the commoners had no internal worries and no external troubles. They spent their days looking at the harvest and feeling extremely happy.

However, in the Treasure Heaven Years, the Xuan sect's emperor began to slack off on political matters. The powerful officials in the imperial court also began to show respect to the people, and the taxes were raised bit by bit. However, in the vicinity of Chang'an City, the citizens who had the protection of the Son of Heaven were still enjoying their peaceful days. It was as if the world had no such thing as a "disaster".

There was a village to the east of Chang'an City, built close to a small mountain. Changan City was located inland, dry and windy, with few dense forests. However, this small mountain seemed very strange. For some reason, it was covered with trees and luxuriant leaves. From afar, one could not see any rocks or soil at all. Even in the harsh winter, when the leaves withered, it was still a mountain full of tree trunks that looked like piles of firewood. Therefore, it was called a wooden mountain. At the foot of the mountain, there was a small village, which was also known as "Mu Shan Village".

Why there were so many trees on the mountain, no one could explain. Some people said that there was a dark spring that flowed under the mountain, so the water was abundant and the trees were flourishing. The village elders all said that the mountain did not actually exist. It was when the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother went west to visit the Buddha. After experiencing this place and the sky above, the Queen Mother accidentally sprinkled a drop of her nectar and it became a small mountain. Since this small mountain was based on Immortal Dew, it had plenty of water and flourishing trees. It was a gift that the great deity had no interest in bestowing to the mortal world, and was also a blessing to the surrounding commoners.

The people of Mu Shan Village seemed to be protected, and their lifespan was even higher than that of the residents of Chang An city. The previous emperors had also heard of this legend. They believed that the mountain was the holy land of the gods, and that all the plants had spiritual energy. Since the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, not only had the surrounding villagers been ordered not to cut down, but also the royal family and monks were not allowed to build temples here as a sign of respect for the blessing granted by the heavens. As a result, the wooded mountain forest became more and more lush, its name more solid.

It was summer, and even at night the weather in the north was sultry. Mu Shan Village was built against the mountain, and there were still some mountains that blew past. Villagers came to the open spaces in the villages to cool off, and the men talked about the harvest this year and the anecdotes of the day. The women talked about family and money, and the children played around in the open fields naked, catching grasshoppers and fighting crickets.

"Great uncle-in-law is here." A child who was standing started shouting. The boys who were playing slowly stood up and looked in the same direction. He saw a white-haired old man slowly walking over from the east with a peach wood cane in his hand. The old man had snow-white eyebrows and beard, and he had wrinkles all over his face.

The old man wore a shabby green shirt and shorts, and a pair of straw sandals on his feet. The legs, feet, and arms he revealed were all skin and bones. This person's surname was Wu, and the villagers didn't know of his age, so no one asked for his name. Everyone only knew that he had the most seniority in the village. At that time, there was not a single person of his generation in the village, so whether it was men or women, they all called him "great-uncle". Old Wu himself was a person who was well-educated. He knew astronomy, knew the geography of the world, and knew everything from ancient times until now. Therefore, the villagers naturally treated him with great respect. Seeing that Elder Wu had come, they bowed and gave up their seats to rest.

Wu Haoyuan discussed the harvest of this year's crops with the villagers. He observed the sky at night and could calculate that this year's rain was abundant and there would be no disasters. It should be a bumper harvest year. At this time, the children who were playing around were also tired, so they turned their bodies and wrapped themselves around the great-uncle to tell stories. This was something that children loved the most in the village. The children naturally loved to listen to it, and Elder Wu was also happy to satisfy these children. In order to kill time for fun, he could also increase the children's knowledge, raise their ambition, and help them grow.

"Amongst all the famous generals that are in the imperial court, which one do you like the most?" Elder Wu asked.

"Great uncle-in-law, my favorite one is Qin Qiong, Qin Shibao. Not only is his martial arts superb, but he is also extremely loyal to his people and is a true great hero." a chubby little boy shouted. He was Yang Pang, the son of the butcher Yang, and was born strong and healthy. In the Sui and Tang Dynasties, imperial examinations were prevalent, and youngsters were popular in reading. But this Fatty Yang was not easy to learn, he only loved punches and kicks, and hoped that chivalry would be called a hero of his generation. And Sui and Tang Dynasty famous general Qin Shu Bao, is Yang Fatty's favorite general hero.

"Alright, then I'll tell you the story of Qin Shu Bao. Qin Qiong's father was originally a famous general, but he was defeated in the battle against Sui Shan, King Yang Lin. He died in the battlefield. Since then, our family has been ruined. Qin Qiong and mother depend on each other for survival, and we live in extreme poverty … " As Elder Wu was speaking, he was interrupted by a burst of childish laughter.

They followed the sound and saw a boy about ten years old, dressed in short clothes. The fabric was indeed excellent, but he was very thin, with a large skull and a pair of large eyes that stood out. The child smiled with the corners of his mouth tilted slightly, giving off an air of shrewd malice.

"Toad, what are you laughing at?" "Fatty Yang asked with angry eyes." The toad was a nickname given to the teenager in the village. It was because of the similarities between the big head, big eyes, and the big eyes, and also because the boy's mouth was usually dirty. Although he had never done anything bad, he always felt annoyed and made as much noise as a toad.

"I'm laughing at how Qin Qiong's father could be considered a famous general in this country. He's simply a stupid general in this country, and actually gave his child such a name. How could he have a good time when he's' poor 'and has lost a treasure?" The child nicknamed 'Toad' said with a mischievous smile.

"You …" Fatty Yang was about to teach this "toad" a lesson when he suddenly heard Old Wu's laughter. "Forget it, forget it. Little Fatty, you are not allowed to use violence. If you continue to cause trouble, I will not speak."

Hearing Elder Wu's words, Fatty Yang hurriedly retracted his fist, afraid that Elder Wu would not tell them a story anymore.

"This kid is as interesting as ever. He's smart, and when he talks he always takes a different approach. If it is used on the right path, it will definitely be a pillar of the country. However, if it is used on the wrong path, then it will definitely be a difficult person to deal with. " Elder Wu looked at the toad and said with a kind smile.

"Thank you for your praise, great-uncle." No matter what was good or bad, the "Toad" didn't care. He would take it all as a compliment and keep it in his bag.

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