Chapter 236 The Yongning Monument in the Time of Diaogu Injury
In May in the far north beyond the Great Wall, the morning is still very cold.
The whistle of the catamaran passenger ship woke up the sleeping valley. Flocks of birds flew out of the woods and chirped. Squirrels crawled out of their caves and stood on the treetops, looking at this group of strange visitors in surprise.
The four boats anchored on the river channel at the foot of Trilin Shiji. Zhao Xin, Liu Sheng and others first put the incense candles and sacrifices for sacrifices on the ferry rubber boat. After a while, the rubber boat came ashore.
Bian. Wukambe, carrying a rifle on his back, jumped out of the rubber boat with another recruit and dragged it onto the river beach. After they lifted the sacrifice from the boat, they worked together to push the rubber boat into the water.
The rubber boats went back and forth, bringing Zhao Xin and the others to the beach. Saharian, Ushiha and some villagers also followed. When they set off, they tied their fast boats behind the patrol boats; at this time
They also got into the boat one after another and rowed their horses to the shore.
Because these people had another drink in Balke Village last night, there were not many people who landed on Zhao Xin's side, only about fifty in total. Others were leaning in the cabin of the catamaran passenger ship and shouting.
Sleeping. On each ship, several soldiers with guns stood on the deck, patrolling and looking around.
When a group of people landed ashore, Wu Kanbei and several other soldiers began to climb the mountain to clear the way. Zhao Xin, Liu Sheng, Zhang Bo, A Miao and Saharian's father and daughter walked in the procession, and the last ones in the crowd were carrying sacrifices.
Several migrant workers. Saharian followed because he was curious and wanted to see how this "descendant of the former Emperor of Heaven" held a sacrificial ceremony.
They came to pay homage to Yongning Temple today.
Everyone climbed up the moss-covered natural stone steps at the foot of Trilin Rock. When they were halfway up the mountain, Zhao Xin couldn't help but stop and look around at the misty mountains and the Heilongjiang River. He saw that the river surface in the early morning was completely white.
Covered by a mist like a mist, it seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze. On the surrounding mountain tops, the thick mist drifted with the wind to the valley below, like a fairy dancing in the blue mountains.
The higher they climbed to the heights of Shiji, the more they felt as if they were walking on the clouds. Rolling clouds floated under their feet, and clouds and mist twined around the dark green pine branches. The valley and river were quiet in the morning.
Surprisingly, the river is surging, the mountain springs are tinkling, and the birds are chirping.
In another time and space, Zhao Xin had never been here. But for some reason, he felt more depressed than curious at this time. Zhao Xin didn't like this feeling very much, but he couldn't put it aside no matter what. A Miao and He were beside him.
Liu Sheng saw that his face was getting more serious and he didn't understand what was happening.
When everyone finally stepped onto the platform of Shiji and saw the two stone monuments under the ancient pines, they finally let out a sigh of relief.
On the rocky rock, tall spruce trees and ancient pines grow together, with green grass and clusters of wild flowers. At this time, the morning sun rises from the vast blue sea, first a touch of tender red, and then a large rosy cloud brocade flashes out, the light is like a curtain
It also slowly rises from the connection between water and sky.
The group of people held their breath when they saw the scenery in front of them, intoxicated by the beautiful scenery at the moment.
I saw the red and translucent sun jumping out of the water. Thousands of golden lights were like waterfalls, penetrating through the layers of mountain mist like light ribbons, and instantly covered the mountains, rivers and land.
A Miao used to pull Zhao Xin's sleeves, but in vain. She turned around and looked around, only to see Zhao Xin standing in front of the two stone tablets with his hands behind his back, looking serious.
Between the two stone monuments is the remnant seat of an octagonal Dharani building. Thirty steps away to the northeast of the two stone monuments is the former site of Yongning Temple, which has collapsed for many years. In front of the temple there is a brick pagoda with five sides.
layer.
Zhao Xin said nothing after reading the words on the stone tablet. He walked back to where the brick pagoda was with his hands behind his back. He saw many lifelike Buddha statues carved on the second floor of the pagoda. He walked to the worn stone steps in front of the temple.
, leaned over and picked up a semicircular tile block, with a pair of yin and yang fish clearly engraved on it.
He threw away the tile block and stood silently in front of the ruins of Yongning Temple. Saharian came over, pointed to the northwest of Yongning Temple and said to Zhao Xin: "Go down the mountain from there, walk along the river, and there is another
The ruins of the ancient city. However, there are only rubbles left on the ground there. Would you like to go over and take a look later?"
Zhao Xin shook his head. He knew that the place Saharian was talking about should be the former site of the Zhengdong Marshal's Mansion in the Yuan Dynasty and the Nurgan Dusi in the Ming Dynasty. If you cross the sea from here to attack the island country, you will be damned if you don't encounter a hurricane!
Through the moss-covered temple walls and ruins on the ground, Zhao Xin could see the thousands of miles of wind and smoke in northern Xinjiang in the Ming Dynasty. He seemed to see the officials of the Ming Dynasty leading their men and horses, traveling thousands of miles to this place many times, and paying great attention to the people here.
Distributing rewards and collecting taxes; it seems that countless craftsmen are building the Yongning Temple and erected two stone tablets.
Vaguely, Zhao Xin seemed to see Cossack bandits wielding sharp sabers and muskets, massacring border residents on the riverside; moving the two stone monuments away, destroying all traces of the place.
More than three hundred years have passed, and the inscriptions of Yongning Temple are still clearly legible. On the front of the stele, the four characters "Yongning Temple Ji" are strong and powerful; on the side, there is no shortage of words written in Chinese, Mongolian, Tibetan and Jurchen script! On the front, there is no shortage of words.
There are thirty lines of inscriptions, each line has sixty-four characters. Liu Sheng, Zhang Bo and others walked to the stele, looked at the words on the stele, and couldn't help but read aloud:
"Fu Wen heard that the virtues of heaven are brilliant, so they can overthrow the emperor; the virtues of earth are rich, so they can sustain them; the virtues of saints are sacred, so they can please the near and obey the far, and give generously and help everyone. Since the unification of our dynasty, Hongwei, the world has
Fifty years of peace have passed. Nine barbarians and eight barbarians, sailing on the mountains and rivers, shoulder to shoulder, squatting under the palace, the people cannot count them."
Seeing the end, Liu Sheng was surprised and said: "The signature is the 11th year of Yongle!"
Zhao Xin came over and said calmly: "The other stone tablet dates from the eighth year of Xuande's reign. It's almost three hundred and fifty years old." In fact, Zhao Xin still said it was less. The first stone tablet was erected in 1413, and by the fiftieth year of Qianlong's reign it was already three hundred years old.
Seventy-two years.
Liu Sheng came over and asked in a low voice: "In our time, were these two stone tablets still here?"
Zhao Xin shook his head and said softly under the gazes of Zhang Bo and Liu Sheng: "I remember that in 1904, Tsarist Russia demolished everything here, even the octagonal Dharani building. The two stone tablets were later destroyed.
It was put on open-air display in a museum in Vladivostok. By our time, the inscriptions had long been weathered and could not be read clearly."
"Son of a bitch!" Liu Sheng and Zhang Bo cursed fiercely.
"Stop talking, let's prepare for the sacrifice." After Zhao Xin finished speaking, he waved his hands to the migrant workers carrying the sacrifice and asked them to place the incense candle and a slaughtered sheep on a stone table in front of the stone monument.
A Miao picked a handful of wild flowers, walked over and placed them in front of the stone tablet.
Zhao Xin took three sticks of incense from the hands of the migrant workers and lit them against the candle. When he raised the incense to his forehead, he suddenly felt that the three sticks of incense in his hand seemed to weigh more than a thousand pounds. It seemed that the two stone tablets in front of him were shining through
The incense in Zhao Xin's hand conveys the will to protect this land.
"Responsibility?" Zhao Xin raised his eyes and looked at the stone tablet. In another time and space, this place will no longer belong to China in another seventy-five years. The cowardly Manchu Qing Dynasty was busy dealing with Changmao, thinking that the Tsarist Russians were just scabies.
Moss disease; the only ones who dare to defend this land are the indigenous border people like Saharian and Ushiha, but what awaits them are the muskets and long knives of the invaders.
"I know that I will not live seventy-five years from now, but my descendants in this era will try their best to defend this land! Any foreigner who tries to covet this land will die without a burial place! The Emperor is here
Go up, the thick soil is proof!"
The curls of incense rose from the stone incense burner, and a breeze blew, and the thin smoke pillars were blown to the stone monuments. Zhao Xin bent over and knelt in front of the two Yongning monuments, and bowed three times to the stone monuments.
After Liu Sheng finished offering the incense, he did not kneel down. He just bowed to the stone tablet. After he stood up, he walked to Zhao Xin, looked at the river at his feet, and asked softly: "I see that you have been in a mood since you started climbing.
It’s not high, you’ve always wanted to come here, is there anything wrong with it?”
At this time, the sun has risen, and the white mist that shrouded the Heilongjiang River has dispersed with the wind. On the blue river, canoes, flat-bottomed boats and fast boats are going back and forth on the river.
"It looks so good here now! It's peaceful and peaceful, and there are fishermen's songs everywhere." Zhao Xin changed the subject. He raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Temple Street, a hundred and fifty miles away. "In another sixty-five years, Temple Street will be there."
It will be occupied by the Tsarist Russians. The bastards who were repulsed by Kangxi will return to Yaksa by boat! And the descendants of these people under our feet will not get any reinforcements from the Qing Dynasty even if they shed their blood and fight for their lives.
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"Where are the soldiers?"
"They were all sent to the south to have their hair long!"
Liu Sheng looked at the fishing boats on the river, was silent for a while, and then said: "That's why God will give you such an opportunity."
Zhao Xin shook his head and said: "I don't know either. The era we live in is the last glory of ancient China. The Manchu and Qing Dynasties are still immersed in the dream of a prosperous world where the barbarians are in uniform and the Celestial Dynasty is prosperous. But when you climb the top of the mountain, you are surrounded by dangers."
Liu Sheng frowned and said, "What are you worried about?"
"You know I don't believe in fortune-telling. I don't care about push-back charts, pancake songs, and the like. But Zuo Zhuan says that if you start with this, you will end with it."
"Are you worried that if we thrive because of you, we will end up because of you?"
Zhao Xin remained silent.
Liu Shengdao: "I think you are thinking too much. In fact, I understand that what you want to say is nothing more than four words, historical responsibility. Overthrow the Manchu Qing Dynasty, protect this territory, and even the 'circulation of chaos' you mentioned before
, these responsibilities are a bit heavy, aren't they? But you have forgotten that you are not doing this alone, there are me, Zhang Bo, the old squad leader, Dr. Hong, and even Sheng Haizhou and A Miao, we are all helping you to bear it.
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Zhao Xindao: "When Sakhalian talked about dogs that day, I thought of how the Manchus spared no effort in this land, but why did they not even dare to fight when Tsarist Russia came? Seeing these two stone tablets today makes me think
I remember that Yongle worked hard on this land, but in the end he couldn't hold it and lost it. Is it so difficult to guard this land? I'm not willing to do it!"
"One generation brings another. You can't compare Yongle and Kangxi with unworthy descendants."
"I don't really care whether I can enter the customs or not. If we can protect the territory under our feet, our trip will be worthwhile!"
After Wu Xiha and Saharian finished offering incense, they couldn't stand still. She saw Liu Sheng and Zhao Xin talking on the side and wanted to go over and listen to what they were talking about. After taking a few steps, Saharian
He stretched out his hand to stop her.
"What's wrong?"
Facing his daughter's question, Saharian said with a serious face: "They are talking about something, don't go there." After saying that, he looked at the backs of the two people more than 20 steps away. Although he was very grateful to Zhao Xin for treating him.
He also delivered medicine, but ever since he heard Liu Sheng say that the other party was a descendant of the former Emperor of Heaven, Saharian was in awe of Zhao Xin and no longer dared to make casual jokes.
He knew the reputation of Beihai Town. Even the imperial court's tens of thousands of troops were severely defeated. But the Qing Dynasty was always a powerful country. Emperor Qianlong would send out troops to conquer again. Now Zaksu
The relationship between Lubu and Beihai Town is so good, what if the government pursues him? Thinking of this, Saharian is a little afraid of going to Deleng Enmu City to pay taxes.
Not to mention anything else, yesterday the other party unloaded a lot of grain, tea, needles, thread, etc., as well as white iron pots and kettles from the ship, and distributed them to the villagers. This move made the men, women, and children in Balke Village overjoyed.
, one after another took out various mountain products and fish and meat products in their own warehouses to give to each other; but the other party only took a very small part, and the rest was returned to the villagers, which was almost like giving it to them for free.
If word of this gets out, the government will definitely come to your door. What choice will you make then?
Zhao Xin and Liu Sheng sighed for a while and felt relieved a lot. Seeing that everyone had finished offering sacrifices, he proposed to go down the mountain. Everyone went down the mountain along the stone steps. After returning to the river bank, Zhao Xin and others followed Saharian and his daughter.
Say goodbye.
Wu Xiha felt like he was celebrating the past two days. Seeing that the lively scene was no longer there, he felt a little disappointed. Upon seeing this, Liu Sheng comforted him and said, "Wuxiha, we will be back in a few days. Maybe we will go to see him again."
you."
Wu Xiha said: "In a few days, I will go to Deleng Enmu City with Amma, and it will take a month to come back. I'm afraid you won't be able to catch up."
Liu Sheng smiled and said: "What's the point! Fuldan City will always open its doors to you."
After hearing this, Wu Xiha said: "It's settled? When we come back from Delengenmu City, Amma and I will take people over to find you."
Liu Sheng said: "It's settled!"
One day later, Zhao Xin and his fleet crossed Temple Street and entered the mouth of the Huntong River. When passing by the confluence of Kandan River, Wu Kambei looked very disappointed. Upon seeing this, Zhao Xin asked the fleet to go north to Kandan River.
, go to Wukambe’s original home and have a look.
By the Kandan River, the remains of the thatched huts burned by the bandits were still there. At this time, the speed of the boat slowed down. Wukanbei, standing on the deck, looked at the surging river water and the ruins of the thatched huts on the bank, and his tears of grief and indignation gradually became blurred.
Eye.
"Would you like to go ashore and take a look?" Zhao Xin asked from behind Wukanbei.
Wukanbei shook his head, and while crying, he said to Zhao Xin: "My wife and two children were thrown into the river, and their bodies were not found."
"That"
Wu Kambei wiped the tears on his face with his sleeves and said to Zhao Xin: "Sir, can you give me a bottle of wine?"
Zhao Xin didn't ask questions, turned back to the cabin, took out a bottle of white wine, and handed it to Wukanbei. Wukanbei gratefully took the wine, unscrewed the cap, and slowly poured the whole bottle of white wine into the river.
. He knelt on the deck, kowtowed three times in the direction of the thatched cottage, then stood up and gritted his teeth and said to Zhao Xin: "Sir, let's go."
At this time, the fishermen on the river looked at this strange fleet of ships without sails in great horror. The gray and white hulls looked like monsters. These Hezhe fishermen didn't know what these ships were doing here, but in
Driven by curiosity, they rowed boats one after another and came closer. When they finally recognized Wukanbei on the deck, they all shouted out in surprise.
"Ukanbe!"
"Wukambe, it's been almost two years since you left! Where did you come back from? Oh my God! These boats are so big!" The fishermen looked at the four big boats in front of them and exclaimed in surprise. They changed
Get on the short oar and circle around several boats, trying to find a place to board the boats.
"Wukambe! Come to my house later. Let's have a good meal. There is plenty of fresh caviar."
"Yes! I just caught a catfish yesterday. It weighs almost a hundred kilograms!"
"I, Wukambe, thank you all! But I was passing by on business this time, so I came back to take a look. I have to leave soon." Wukambe cupped his fists and greeted these familiar faces.
"What! Are you leaving now?" a fisherman said in surprise, but then he remembered that the other party had lost his home, so what else could he do in this sad place? "Oh! Since you left, this
No one on the river is singing Imakan anymore.”
"I heard that you went to work for the imperial court. Are you getting a salary from the imperial court?"
Facing the questions from the fishermen, Wukanbei shook his head and explained: "I serve as a soldier for the Han people, and they specialize in fighting against the imperial court."
When everyone heard this, their jaws dropped in shock. This guy was so bold that he dared to go against the government!
"Look, there are a lot of people there!" Suddenly, a fisherman saw heads looking at him from the windows of the catamaran passenger boat. He shouted and turned around in fear. He rowed dozens of meters away with all his strength
Yuancai stopped and turned his head to observe the movements of the fleet.
"My fellow countrymen, our boat is about to turn around. Please give way and stay away, otherwise your boat will capsize." Wukanbe didn't want to explain any more. He took one last look at the ruins.
, turned around and entered the cabin, sitting in the corner wiping tears alone.
After hearing this, all the fishermen saw Wu Kambei getting into the boat and ignoring them. They were talking and suspicious and dispersed in the boat.
When Zhao Xin saw this, he turned Liu Sheng's boat around. Under the stunned eyes of a group of fishermen, the four boats made a big turn on the water, turned around and headed farther and farther towards Kuye Island.
It soon disappeared on the river.
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