Zhou Ning and his ministers stood outside the tomb passage and watched King Qin talking to himself in front of the tomb.
The atmosphere was a bit solemn.
When the King of Qin knelt down and worshiped, Huang Wei wiped his eyes and lamented: "Zitai is a child who has a hard life. He has had a hard life since he was a child. When he grows up, he has to work hard to conquer the country. Now he is almost thirty, and he has not lived in peace for a few days.
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The corner of Han Ji's mouth twitched, and Luo Cai beside him whispered: "Without the suffering of the past, how could we have ruled the world today? This is destiny!
Han Ji deeply agreed.
Ah Liang and Li Lao'er stood beside their mother. Li Lao'er suddenly raised his head and asked, "Mom, can grandpa hear what Ah Ye is saying?"
Zhou Ning pointed to his chest. "Your grandfather is in your heart, so he can hear it.
Many times, what the living say to the dead is not meant for themselves? Li Laoer nodded, "Oh! But I also remember you and Aye!"
This baby! Zhou Ning’s head was covered with black lines. At this moment, King Qin turned around and walked over. “Is this the end?”
The officials of the Ministry of Rites are really full of evil things.
Because honoring the emperor was a posthumous title, and the King of Qin did not offer sacrifices as an emperor, there were some problems with etiquette. In order to find etiquette that could withstand scrutiny, these officials spent several days in the pile of old papers, but it was all useless at this moment.
superior.
"Isn't the sacrifice a serious matter?" Wang Laoer muttered.
Every year when offering sacrifices to his parents, Wang Lao Er is the simplest. He prepares a few dishes or a pig's head, prepares a few glasses of wine, lights a few sticks of incense, talks to his parents for a long time, and the whole thing is done.
This set up coincided with King Qin’s. King Qin slowly walked over and said, “Let’s go.
He didn't say where he was going. Zhou Ning took his two children, and Huang Wei followed behind with his wife and children.
The group of people headed to the Huang family's tomb nearby.
Huang's tomb looks very simple, just a dirt bag and a thin stone tablet.
However, the area around the tomb was neatly cleaned, and the grass on the tomb looked very short, indicating that it had only been repaired a while ago.
"Sister!"
As soon as he saw the tomb, Huang Wei burst into tears, knelt down and cried, "Sister, I'm here, brother is here to see you!"
King Qin stood on the side and watched his uncle beating his chest and crying. Mrs. Zhao and her two children knelt down to salute.
The stone tablet is a bit mottled, and it seems that the stone is not of good quality.
However, the word "Feng Yi" is still clear, but the word "Yellow" is a bit blurry. "...I found the child, the child you miss so much!" Huang Wei cried for a long time, and King Qin was worried that his body could not bear it.
, and gave some advice.
Then offer sacrifices.
The King of Qin personally laid the incense and wine, and then cleaned the graves and tombstones. A servant followed him, but Qin Ze glared at him.
Didn’t you see that all the people guarding the tomb were standing by and not moving?
King Qin took a hatchet and cut the short, yellow grass bit by bit.
He knelt on the grave and moved little by little. Zhao wanted to help, but Huang Wei stopped her and said, "Let him do it."
"My nephew will be the emperor soon!" Zhao said in a low voice.
"The emperor was also born to his mother. My sister was willing to drink poisonous wine for him. Today, when he comes, he should be filial to his mother.
It took more than an hour to clean the tomb. Then came the stone tablet.
King Qin's hands were cut with dead grass and looked bloody. Zhou Ning came over with a wooden basin filled with water, washed the cloth and handed it to King Qin. King Qin took the cloth and gently wiped the tombstone.
Gradually, the yellow characters became clearer and clearer. Under the moistening of the water, they seemed to be written in thick ink.
He scrubbed it several times, but his hands were bleeding, but he didn't seem to notice it. King Qin touched the stone tablet with his hands, and the blood flowed on the words. He said softly:
"Auntie, I'm here to see you." Shu Di.
Since arriving in Shu, the Supreme Emperor has become more and more unscrupulous.
Wine, beauties, singing and dancing... just like a vicious enjoyment. But the emperor was very busy.
"He is busy wooing the big families in Shu, busy recruiting officials from all over the country, busy
Trying to win over the dignitaries who came from Chang'an.
Wei Zhong raised his glass and took a sip of wine.
He had nothing to do today, so he came to see Huang Chunhui for a drink.
It's early winter, the weather is cold, and Huang Chunhui's heart ailments seem to be aggravating. The Huang family lives in a cramped place in Shu, and the place where Huang Chunhui entertains guests is the canteen where the whole family eats.
The drinks were okay. Although the Huang family was in dire straits, they still had money for drinks.
Huang Chunhui coughed a few times and took a sip of wine, when Huang Lu came in carrying a charcoal basin.
"Aye, drink less."
Huang Lu placed the charcoal basin at her father's feet and smiled apologetically at Wei Zhong.
Huang Chunhui said: "I should have gone a long time ago. Since I don't go, it shows that God will not accept it. Then you should eat and drink. When you need to be angry, you can curse, and when you should cry, you can cry."
Wei Zhong smiled and said, "Don't worry, that person won't dare to attack you again."
"He wants to leave a way out for himself now, but who knows!" Huang Chunhui looked at his son, "When the time comes...if something goes wrong, please take care of my family."
"You can rest assured." Wei Zhong said: "Last time he wanted to kill you, but he only dared to pretend to be a thief. This shows that he is afraid of the King of Qin. As long as the King of Qin returns to Chang'an, he may not be able to sleep well at night.
How can I still remember you?"
"My whole family is his hostage." Huang Chunhui picked up a bean and chewed it slowly, "When people get old, they eat food that was tasteless when they were young, but they feel the taste is strong. Why do you think this is so?
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Wei Zhong said: "It's just that I don't want to give up."
"Yes, reluctant to give up!" Huang Chunhui put down his chopsticks, "Now he is recruiting troops in Shu and is still dreaming of counterattack.
"The King of Qin destroyed Shi Ni and should have returned to Chang'an."
"How long will it take for him to attack the Southern Zhou Dynasty again after he comes back?" "This... but after all, the father and mother are not enemies of each other!" Wei Zhong said.
"Another person might have returned to Chang'an right away, but he was different. When he was in Northern Xinjiang, the first time I paid attention to him was because of his outstanding overall situation. Others only cared about their own career, but he was able to stand at a high place.
, thinking about planning for Northern Xinjiang and the Tang Dynasty, this is the pattern..."
Huang Chunhui pointed to the direction of the emperor's residence with his chopsticks, "That person has no structure, so he ended up in this situation today. In the eyes of King Qin, the world comes first, and personal hatred comes second. Only in this way can he be a king.
Except for the King of Qin, everyone else is just a monkey and a crown."
"The Southern Zhou Dynasty is not easy to fight." Wei Zhong said: "The man called some generals to deduce, and they all said that the Northern Xinjiang Army would definitely fall into the Southern Zhou Dynasty."
"Why!"
Huang Chunhui took a sip of wine. "You think something is wrong?"
"I have said it before. King Qin swept across Northern Liao, the great enemy that the Tang Dynasty could not defeat for hundreds of years, and destroyed Shi Ni, who forced the false emperor to flee to Shu. These people are eagles. Those so-called famous generals are
Shi Ni's defeated generals are like sparrows. If you let a group of sparrows chirp to judge the whereabouts of the eagle, do you think they can see it?"
Huang Chunhui pointed to the top of his head, "The eagles are soaring high in the sky and they are chirping on the branches. You can't even see them when you raise your head."
Wei Zhong smiled.
Later, he was drunk and said goodbye.
"If there is any news from the south, please ask someone to send it to you." "Good news!"
Wei Zhong mounted his horse and when he returned home, he didn't see his daughter Wei Ling'er, so he asked, "Where is Ling'er?"
The maid said: "The young lady went outside to listen to a book."
"What kind of book are you listening to?" His daughter likes to go out and play, and Wei Zhong doesn't take it seriously. "What is it... King Qin's Southern Expedition?"
There are many teahouses in Shu. At this moment, Wei Ling'er was listening to a book in a teahouse.
Dozens of people looked at the storyteller in front of them attentively, and saw the storyteller slap the table several times.
"...The King of Qin pointed at Shi Ni and said, The Tang Dynasty treats you well, but barbarians like you don't know loyalty after all, and you dare to have such ambitions, so that the country is hanging upside down and all life is in ruins. Today I will take your place.
If Heaven is on its way, someone will come and hold down this beast.
The storyteller took a sip of tea, and everyone was impatient, "Speak quickly!" I am the most proud here,
You just want to show off your skills!"
The storyteller drank tea slowly until someone rewarded him, then he coughed dryly.
"The two guards were from the Qiu Long Guard. They were burly and looked like bears. One of them held Shi Ni down and knelt on the ground. Shi Ni begged the King of Qin. I was just confused for a moment and begged His Highness to spare his life. I wish you
To be His Highness's slave... King Qin sneered, drew his sword, and saw a flash of light! The huge human head fell to the ground."
Everyone listened with great interest, and just when they were about to shout, the storyteller struck up the case again.
"The head fell to the ground and before losing consciousness, he actually shouted, What a sharp knife!
"Okay!" Everyone couldn't help but cheered loudly.
Most of these were nobles who followed the emperor and fled to Shu. They left their hometowns and were in a miserable state. Therefore, they hated Shi Zhongtang who caused all this. When he heard this, he felt relieved, so the copper coins flew over like a rain of arrows.
The storyteller stood up and held his hands in his hands, "Thank you very much." "Is there still tomorrow?" someone asked.
The storyteller said: "The King of Qin's army went south, and tomorrow I will start talking about King Qin's destruction of the Southern Zhou Dynasty."
"How do you know that King Qin will definitely be able to destroy the Southern Zhou Dynasty?" "I think it can be destroyed!"
The storyteller said very firmly, "I also feel that I should be destroyed!"
When everyone saw that he was a young man with fine features, they were just about to say something when they heard someone outside shouting: "The officers and soldiers are here.
"Who is talking about Yang Ni's book here?" the officers and soldiers outside were shouting.
Everyone hurried back, and the storyteller pointed to the back, "Go from the back!" Just as everyone was about to leave, they heard someone outside shouting:
"The Southern Zhou Dynasty is gone! What? Everyone was stunned.
The road to Shu is difficult, so it will be slower for Shu to get news from the Central Plains.
Moreover, the Northern Xinjiang Army was very active in capturing the puppet emperor's spies, so that the spies in Jingtai suffered heavy losses.
However, the Northern Xinjiang Army did not allow businessmen to come and go.
Jingtai thought of a way. After the spies found out the news in the Central Plains, they paid businessmen to send it back to Shu.
This news was brought back by the businessman, and it should be kept secret. However, when he was about to enter the city, the businessman met his friend and casually told it.
The teahouse was quiet for a moment. Then there was a bang. It exploded! "It's over!" "It's over!"
Most of the people looked pale and didn't care to run away, staring blankly outside.
"The Northern Liao, the great enemy for hundreds of years, is gone, and now the Southern Zhou, the enemy for hundreds of years, is gone too. Then... Whose Datang belongs to it?
The storyteller murmured.
Wei Ling'er's pretty face turned red, inexplicably excited. "It belongs to King Qin!"
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