The group set out from Chang'an City in an extremely low-key manner and headed north to the Lintong area on the bank of the Wei River. Under the stretch of Li Mountain, this area is actually very wide. Therefore, even people living in one place have many different views of this place. Name. This Lintong County is also called Xinfeng or Zhaoying County and many other local place names. But because the county is close to Tongshui, the water system of the Wei River, most people like to call it Lintong County.
Meng Xinghe knew that thousands of years later, there would not only be the Mausoleum of the First Emperor of Qin, but also the Qin Terracotta Warriors and Horses, and the Lishan Hot Spring Huaqing Pool. This place could be said to be a famous tourist attraction both at home and abroad. Every brick and tile might be a Qin brick or a Han tile.
According to my memory of the entrance to the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum after I visited Xi'an in my previous life, the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum is located at the foot of Lishan Mountain. It is embraced by the majestic peaks and is integrated with Lishan Mountain. And according to Feng Shui theory, it looks like a silver dragon lying on the shore of the Wei River. With such obvious characteristics, as long as we find two people who have studied Feng Shui, I believe we can quickly determine the tomb of Qin Shihuang and find the Tiangong very quickly.
There was no rest for a night in Lintong County. Since Meng Xinghe led the team, Li Chengqian took his loyal subordinates and headed for the Li Mountain. There were only about ten people who came with him this time. Miss Du and Princess Golden Knife They were also included. Li Chengqian must have been afraid of Meng Xinghe's tricks, so he brought these two girls with him to check and balance him.
The Qin Emperor's Mausoleum has always been a mystery for the ages. Countless people in the past have tried hard to find its entrance. And in Lishan Mountain, there are mountains and mountains everywhere. Everywhere you look, the mountains are majestic and majestic. If you want to find Qin Shihuang's mausoleum in this vast mountain, It is indeed not easy to seal the tomb.
Although Meng Xinghe knew that the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum was in this area, but after a thousand years, the current terrain was different from that of thousands of years later. He couldn't figure out which mountain was the Qin Shi Huang's Mausoleum.
No matter. Just take a gamble.
Let's rest for a night in a town at the foot of Lishan Mountain. See if you can find a gentleman who can read Feng Shui in the town. Ask him to help you do some research.
Standing on a high mountain overlooking the majestic Mount Li, Meng Xinghe didn't know what to do.
"Prince, I don't think we are in a hurry to find the Heavenly Palace in these two days. It is better to rest in the town below for one night. You secretly send someone to find out if there is anyone in the town who knows some Feng Shui." Rushing from Chang'an. It has taken a lot of time to get here, but everyone didn't even take a break before looking for the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum. How could it be so easy to find the Lishan Mountains when they are so huge?
Li Chengqian nodded: "Hou Junji, please tell people to go down and rest in a town at the foot of Lishan Mountain tonight."
Hou Junji's face twitched: "As ordered." He then glared at Meng Xinghe and thought to himself, you won't be proud for long. When you find Tiangong, you will die.
Hou Junji went to arrange all the logistical work. By the time Meng Xinghe and others came down from the mountain, an inn in the town rented by Hou Junji had already prepared warm meals and was waiting for them to come back.
The town is a not-so-prosperous town at the foot of Lishan Mountain. The antique buildings are unknown from which dynasty they were passed down. The snow that fell a few days ago has not melted yet, so it is not visible at all from the streets of the town. How many people were out walking. It was already close to evening. The north wind blew past and the snowflakes rolled up hit the occasional vendors who were still guarding the streets. These vendors were so cold that they wanted to pack up and go home early.
And just as the north wind was blowing, in this originally not prosperous town, a group of people, riding elegant horses and driving luxurious carriages, appeared on the streets. There seemed to be about ten people, all of them. The brocade hat and mink fur are worn by wealthy people.
Just when everyone in the town was talking about which aristocratic gentleman was out for fun, the group stopped in front of an inn in the town.
It turned out that I was going to stay in a hotel.
Everyone was talking about it. It was already the New Year. How could these noble gentlemen still have the time to play outside instead of going home to celebrate the New Year with their families?
Just as they were talking in whispers, everyone saw four absolutely impeccable beauties walking down the carriage that was even more gorgeously decorated than the carriage of Mr. Cao, the richest man in the town. .
The people in the town were dumbfounded. The women who came down looked like fairies in New Year paintings. They made everyone in the town talk about them.
They are definitely from the royal family of Chang'an. Otherwise, who would bring so many beautiful women with them on patrol? I heard that those rich men like to hide their beauties in golden houses. Now that I see them, it is true.
He didn't expect that his group of people had caused a commotion in the entire town. Meng Xinghe, who was the leader, jumped off his horse. He looked up at the inn in front of him. He used the words written by Qin Zhuan. Although he couldn't read I couldn’t tell what it was. But the knowledgeable Miss Du on the side spoke.
"It seems that this Lishanju Inn is quite old. Look at the signboard of the inn. It should have been there during the Qin Dynasty." She recognized the Qin seal script written on the plaque at a glance. Miss Du, on the other hand, stood up for Meng. Xinghe solved the doubts.
Just when everyone was stopping outside Lishan Residence, the innkeeper had already seen that the noble people in front of the door were the guests who had reserved the hotel. He immediately came out with a smile to greet him and said: "Young girl has really good eyesight. This Lishan Residence from My ancestors have been here since the beginning. I think it has been more than a thousand years. It has been passed down to my generation for twenty-three generations."
"Haha." Meng Xinghe laughed: "What's your name, shopkeeper?"
"My surname is Nian. It's thirty years old." The shopkeeper said with a smile. He had already quickly called the waiter to come out and serve tea.
Meng Xinghe was not polite and immediately let everyone in.
Hou Junji had been waiting inside for a long time. When he saw the prince appear, he quietly walked to him, as if he had something to say to him.
"Prince, we have to be careful about this Meng Xinghe. He is full of tricks and is a difficult person to deal with." Hou Junji made some suggestions. Obviously he didn't believe that Meng Xinghe would really help them.
Li Chengqian was thoughtful and said calmly: "Jun Ji, I know that Master Meng and you have some misunderstandings. But this matter is related to our interests. For now, let's put aside your prejudices. Wouldn't it be better for everyone to cooperate with each other?"
In fact, Li Chengqian doesn't want to see any relationship between his subordinates and Meng Xinghe, because it is not good for him. He does not allow anything to stop him from achieving his great cause. The reason why he can endure it now is because he has Ask someone else.
As soon as Hou Junji heard this, a fire of ignorance emerged in his heart.
Misunderstanding. The relationship between him and Meng Xinghe was not called a misunderstanding. It was called a blood feud. He even cursed Li Chengqian in his heart. If someone turns you into an inhumane waste, I wonder if you can still shake hands and make peace with your enemy.
Hou Junji snorted coldly. Hou Junji said nothing. He didn't want to consider cooperating with Meng Xinghe now. Instead, he just wanted to be careful to see if this guy would stab him in the back.
"Junji. Everyone is hungry. You can ask the shopkeeper to serve the food." He was really tired after running around for a day. Li Chengqian felt a little compassionate.
The rice was hot, and the dishes were also piping hot. The inn was booked by Hou Junji. Only Li Chengqian's group was dining there. There were few people, and there was money to be made. The shopkeeper was sitting on the counter, counting the books. He talked enthusiastically with Meng Xinghe and others. After all, he is the owner of an inn here in Lishan all his life. He is also good at recognizing people. When he was calculating the accounts, he had already spoken: "Dear gentlemen, listen to your accent. He must be from Chang'an."
"Yeah, yes. Shopkeeper Nian has really good eyesight." Compared to the silence of the others, Meng Xinghe was very talkative. He even forgot what Li Chengqian told him. He kept a low profile and didn't get discovered.
Once these words are spoken, it is like chatting, and there is always endless things to say. Shopkeeper Nian is also bored. He continues: "I don't think the young masters are here to play in Lishan. You think about it. It’s almost the Chinese New Year. Who would still want to visit these places?”
Shopkeeper Nian also had something to say. He never expected that his careless words almost made him lose his head.
Because just when Shopkeeper Nian finished these words, the guard brought by Li Chengqian on the table next to Meng Xinghe had already gently pulled away the scabbard with one hand.
Kill and silence.
This was Meng Xinghe's first instinct. He immediately coughed twice in order to break the atmosphere that looked calm but actually contained murderous intent.
"Ah, the shopkeeper has really seen a lot of people. We are indeed not here to play." Meng Xinghe smiled and talked. This stupid guy is almost dead and still talks so much. "Actually, we are here to worship our ancestors."
"It looks similar to me," the shopkeeper replied. "The ancestor of the young master must have been a great person."
"It's nothing special. In the end, it just turned into a cup of loess. Coming to worship here is completely following my father's wishes. Otherwise, who would be willing to come to this place in this winter." As he said that, Meng Xinghe straightened his clothes. Ling. It means that he can't stand the severe cold here either.
In fact, everyone on Meng Xinghe's side knew that when he was talking to the shopkeeper, Li Chengqian had been holding the cup and shaking it back and forth. I am afraid that if something happens to the drinking quilt in his hand, this hospitable person The shopkeeper is going to die here secretly.
The shopkeeper didn't realize how dangerous his situation was at all. He just thought that these rich young masters were not that difficult to communicate with. He had just finished calculating the account books in his hand. The business was not bad, so he just stayed there with Meng. Xinghe said: "Young Master's ancestors can be buried here. They must be at least wealthy and noble. I'm afraid Young Master also knows that ordinary people are never buried on Lishan Mountain."
"The shopkeeper is joking. In fact, my ancestor was indeed an ordinary person. He was buried in Lishan Mountain back then. It was just because the family did not have enough money to move the ancestor's bones back to his hometown." Mr. Meng lied without batting an eyelid. . Surprisingly, the performance on the spot was so appropriate. This made the four women at the table look at him with wide eyes.
fraud.
The four girls thought at the same time.
The shopkeeper seemed to believe Master Meng's words and said with a smile: "I don't know. Young Master's ancestors are buried on the mountain of Lishan Mountain. This Lishan Mountain Range is a treasure land of Feng Shui. How many nobles want to bury their ancestors here." At first glance, the young master looks like he is extremely wealthy. It must be the resting place of his ancestors. I am afraid it is next to the dragon vein of Mount Li."
I see how you are telling your lie now. The four girls all set their sights on Mr. Meng. The shopkeeper asked about an idea. Mr. Meng must have thought carefully.
Who knows. Mr. Meng seemed to be prepared. He said: "Actually, I don't know the cemetery of my ancestors. So I came to look for it this time and couldn't find it for a long time. Looking for a cemetery hundreds of years ago in the majestic Li Mountain." It’s really a bit difficult. However, I heard from my father that in the cemetery where our ancestors are buried, there is a flying dragon on the left, a crouching tiger on the right, a phoenix facing the sky in front, and a prostrate Xuanwu in the back.”
"Clang." The tea cup he was holding in the shopkeeper's hand suddenly fell to the ground.
"Could it be that the young master's surname is Ying?"