And what the 'geological team' has to do is just to be an observer who prepares for a rainy day.

Chop what should be chopped, chop what should be chopped.

The fried fried.

The geographers of the two sides of the Taiwan Strait, including the South China Sea, have also made unprecedented gains with the help of modern technology.

The popularity of drones has made the former dragon driving mountains a thing of the past.

The car drove up the mountain to find a place to stop, the drone was released, the video was transmitted back to the computer, and the software developed or bought by himself was used to fix the dragon sand water, watch the green dragon and white tiger, and lean to the front hall after taking photos.

In the past, it was only in March and May that you could get a feng shui treasure by sleeping in the open for half a year, and it became so simple to point out the miserable past of a strange spirit cave.

At the end of science is theology, but when it reaches that end, science becomes the biggest obstacle to theology.

Unlike everyone else, Jin Feng still uses the most primitive and oldest dragon to drive the mountain.

Technology is a good thing, but it's not a panacea.

Coming down from Guanziling, turning back to Beigang, seeing Mazu's Tianhou Temple, the next day I saw the military village here, and ate the best local Guojia Kueh Tsai soup and chicken rice at noon and then went on the road.

Still riding a pedal motorcycle along the railway line all the way to the east, the destination is Fenqi Lake.

When passing by the old Maobi place, Jin Feng saw the original mausoleum of Zheng Zhilong and Zheng Chenggong's father and son, that is, the mound of clothes.

Originally, after the Zheng family father and son died, they were first buried here.

There is such a name in Baodao Province, calling the Zheng family the Ming Zheng Dynasty.

The Ming and Zheng dynasties have many meanings. The benevolent see the benevolent, and the wise see the wise.

After Xuan Ye subdued Baodao Province, he moved the bones of Zheng Chenggong's father Zheng Zhilong and Zheng Chenggong's father and son from Zhouzawei, a suburb of Tainan, back to their ancestral hometown in the mainland for burial, and personally inscribed them for them.

"The four towns have more than two hearts, and the two islands are tunshi, and they dare to fight for half of the wall in the southeast; the kings have no land, and they have a corner to resist their will, so they know that there are lonely loyalists overseas. ”

As a national surname, what he does can be worthy of the Ming royal family and the people of Limin.

Standing on the treasure island and hanging overseas, he still does not forget his original intention, and he has never faced the north to claim the king in his life. It has achieved the ultimate in human ministers.

As for his father, Zheng Zhilong, he raised Emperor Longwu and wanted to blackmail the princes of the Son of Heaven, but as soon as the Manchu Qing Dynasty came, he immediately surrendered obediently and grew braids.

Not only that, but he also wrote to his son asking him to surrender so that he could be crowned king.

Needless to say, Zheng Zhilong, as a bandit at that time, resisted the monstrous pressure from the father as the son in ancient times and refused to surrender, which is admirable.

Even after Zheng Chenggong, Zheng Jing and Zheng Kexuan ascended to the throne, although their Zheng family managed the entire treasure island like an iron bucket, they never took that substantial step.

This is even more admirable.

There were still a few princes of the Zhu Ming Dynasty buried near the original mound of clothes, but now they are gone.

The former King Lu's mound now only leaves a small commemorative plaque.

Speaking of Zheng Chenggong, the Nanming Dynasty is a hurdle that cannot be bypassed.

Since the death of the Son of Heaven and the king of the border pass, the Ming Dynasty has hanged himself on the crooked neck tree that he has not known, but the Southern Ming Dynasty still occupies half of the Yangtze River south of Huahua Shenzhou.

However, because the internal friction was too serious, he was beaten and retreated, and he died, and he died. The smarter ones fled overseas, while the stupid ones fled all the way south, crossed the strait and ran to the treasure island, and continued to shout for the truth of the saints in the territory of Zheng Chenggong, the surname of the country.

Anne!?

The meaning of Annei is that the emperor must be elected first, the court team will be set up, and then the emperor will be divided into ministers from the dragon, and then spend every day drinking and singing and dancing to promote drunkenness and dream death.

As everyone knows, they all ran to this small island, and they still want to fight out and seize everyone's beloved flowers?

Be your mother's big dream!

Throughout the history of Shenzhou, who has unified Shenzhou from the south to the north?

Even if it is the unique Ming Dynasty, it also started in the southeast and became in the northwest.

Rummaging through the history books, I can find a few Zhu Chongba.

Even if the Republic of China founded by Mr. Sun later, starting from Tianyue and going all the way north, nominally unifying Shenzhou, in fact, it was the Republic of China of several big warlords and the Spring and Autumn Period of several big warlords.

Emperor Yongli father and son were strangled alive by Wu Sangui's bowstring, and those who hid on the treasure island were Zhu Honghuan, the prince of Luxi, Zhu Cikuang, the king of Badong, Zhu Jun, the king of Le'an, Zhu Zhu, the king of Shucheng, Zhu Xi, the king of Fengnan, Zhu Zirconium, and Zhu Shugui, the king of Ningjing......

There is not a day that these people do not want to dream of the emperor.

At that time, Zhu Yihai, the quasi-emperor of the prison state, was also not supported by Zheng Chenggong because of the infighting with Emperor Longwu, and he also wanted to remove the quasi-word but did not realize it in the end.

When later generations talked about the Ming Dynasty, they always said that the Son of Heaven of the Ming Dynasty guarded the border and the king died. Do not be a minister, do not pay tribute, do not cede land, do not pay compensation, do not make peace, and would rather die than give in and be fearless.

But these people always subconsciously ignore Nanming's embarrassing and small regime in their hearts.

There were two emperors in a dynasty at the same time, one Emperor Yongli and one Emperor Longwu. One family with two heads.

The most ridiculous thing is that the two emperors used the same team.

If you crown Zheng Chenggong as the surname of the country, I will seal Zheng Chenggong as the king of Yanping County.

And Zheng Chenggong and his courtiers had to thank the two masters for their longen.

The two emperors on both sides of the two sides went their own way, did not recognize each other, and each considered themselves orthodox, and at the same time, they also resisted the Qing Dynasty and were in chaos.

There is nothing more absurd in the world than this.

A good country was defeated by internal friction.

Infighting!

It never ends well!

At that time, the Southern Song Dynasty was beaten to a corner of the country and could carry it for a hundred years, and the Southern Ming Dynasty ...... But it's over in a few years.

Chongzhen said that sentence before the limit, which can be called a classic in the world.

"All the ministers are mistaken! All the ministers can be killed!"

All the way east, enjoy the beautiful scenery of the motherland's mountains and rivers, taste the flavors of the treasure island's food, see all kinds of places of interest and historic sites, and enjoy the most rare leisure time in the past few years.

There are gas stations everywhere, so you don't have to worry about the lack of fuel when you buy a pedal motorcycle for a thousand local dollars.

All the way to the bright sunshine and all the way to the beautiful scenery, along the former veterans with their lives to open up through the entire treasure island of the railway and highway passage, that grain of history is also magnified in front of their eyes, delicately revealed.

The direction of the dragon veins on the treasure island is almost also somewhat understood.

After arriving at Fenqi Lake, it is only one step away from Alishan.

Similar to the old platform on the side of Europa, the narrow and nostalgic train, the houses built on the mountain, the old alleys that curve in the shape of a serpentine, and the birthplace of bento, it is like going to an old market.

It used to be an important trading town around Alishan, and because of the forest, the clogs here are very good.

The narrow street, which is only two meters and a half wide at most, is lined with shops, and people have to turn sideways when they walk across each other.

People of all colors from all over the world gather here, and all kinds of voices come together one after another, as if they were the scene before the start of the UNESCO meeting.

As soon as he walked into this alley, Jin Feng's eyes lit up and he smiled.

The shops on both sides of the alley were hung with red five-star flags. There are also people who carry red flags on their shoulders, and the red flags are flying in the mountain wind, at this moment, Jin Feng couldn't help laughing.

"Neurotic!"

There was a disdainful and disdainful scolding from behind him. A man on a scooter pushed Jin Feng violently and shouted loudly at the shopkeeper: "Mentally handicapped, my tweed!"

"Did you save it?"

In the flower shop, half of the beautiful round face peeked out from the side of a pot of white irises, and whispered to the man, "Hmm." All right. ”

The pure white irises as white as snowflake cotton clinged to the girl's face, reflecting the thrilling beauty.

Leisurely turned around and picked up a pot of red begonia flowers, and carefully placed them on the flower stand at the door.

The flower shop girl gently approached the red begonia flower, closed her beautiful eyes and sniffed softly.

At that moment, the beauty of the two phases of the flower suddenly amazed the entire alley.

"Yo-heh. ”

"Oops, I was really saved by you. Yes, mentally retarded. Yours is the real thing. ”

"How much?"

The man held the pot of red begonias and sniffed violently, revealing a look of infatuation. I want to talk about "Picking Up Leaks" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~