"The king is confused, how can he let the tiger return to the mountain like this?"

Lu Weiran, who had grown a beard, looked old and serious, and when he heard about the departure of Changshou Hou, he stomped his feet and regretted it.

After Ji Yu sat firmly on the table, since he became the king of Wei, his power has become a little heavier, Sitting there, immobile like a mountain, it is easy not to dare to make a mistake, Lu Weiran is also bold, so, Ji Yu often allows him to say a few more words.

"Just say that the longevity Hou died of illness. "Recruit Lu Weiran to come over, and let him do this.

"The longevity of the Hou is wise and sensitive, many wisdom, and the courage to do things, he is young, and not to be underestimated, Wang Xinshan is good, allow him to live a long life, but not allow him to escape, he will return one day, unknown and another disaster, the battle of revenge, how can it be repeated?"

Lu Weiran called the battle for the throne between Wei Wang Yu and Gongzi Ying "the disaster of Yu Ying", and called the battle fought by the Ji family for the throne a battle of revenge.

Ji Yu was unmoved, what a disaster, what a revenge battle, he was never afraid, as for the descendants, if there are those who are not like themselves, what is the pity if they are overthrown, if they are like themselves, where can people overthrow them.

If he has self-confidence, he will not waver in it.

Seeing that he couldn't move, Lu Weiran sighed again and said: "For the sake of today, the only way to do this is to announce the death of the longevity marquis, and if there is a recurrence in the future, his name will not be correct." ”

Ji Yu nodded, that's what he meant.

Mrs. Ji, who was far away in Jidi, went as early as two years ago, only Mrs. Ji received the news, she cried again, but it didn't last long, there was a nursing child in her arms, and she couldn't be allowed to cry for a long time.

The news of Changshou Hou's death did not alarm many people, his embarrassing Hou Ye, when he existed before, many people tried to persuade Ji Yu to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, he was gone, and many people felt that there was a shackle missing.

Usurpation, for many people, there is still a psychological burden, even the servant, always want to destroy the victim's eyes, get rid of that little uneasiness.

Ji Yu personally ordered to build a mausoleum comparable to a king for the longevity marquis, and only the clothes sealed in the coffin were buried in it.

"That kid..."

After going around the mausoleum of the Marquis of Changshou, Ji Yu was relieved for a while and said half a sentence of emotion.

Lu Weiran, who followed behind, keenly felt from this half sentence that Ji Yu's opinion of Wei Ying was not too evil, and then reined in a lot of bad words, but felt that Ji Yu seemed to be lenient with him.

In those days that followed, Lu Weiran even became the only person who could talk to Ji Yu about Wei Ying, the person who came and went in a hurry, he was really willing to give up anything, and he never came back.

"If one day, he comes back..."The white-haired Ji Yu was lying on the bed, the earthy yellow pillow, the brown medicine marks had not yet had time to be cleaned up, his cloudy eyes looked to the side, the elderly Lu Weiran bowed, as respectful as he had been all these years, and waited for the second half of his words without slackening, but there was no more.

I couldn't hear the sound for a long time, Lu Weiran looked up, and what I saw was Ji Yu's closed eyes, this King of Wei who was born in the outer room, his life is like a legend, his tortuous life experience, the legend of winning a hundred battles, and the good story "Wei Ying gave way" connected to Wei Ying, and then there is the subsequent hard work to expand the population, this King of Wei is more than the previous two, he is simply a natural Ming Jun, and he is unconvinced.

At this time, he died...

"O king!" Lu Weiran cried out in pain for a lifetime, tearing his heart and lungs, like a mountain collapsing, and he intuitively felt that there was no place for heaven and earth.

"The Emperor of Heaven has no eyes, and he will not allow the Emperor to be seen for a thousand years!"

The cry came from the inside out, layer by layer, the long street was red, the white cloth was hung up, the people had many lamentations, they had long forgotten what the former King Wei was, and only remembered how virtuous this King of Wei was.

"Such a Ming Jun, why is his life short? When is it an urgent move by the underworld, begging the king to be the underworld?"

There are also people who write condolences for this, and many people have recorded this matter in their articles, along with the forgotten "Wei Ying gave way" was mentioned again.

Because of Ji Yu's background, many literati also made up various stories, in which Mrs. Ji became a vicious villain, persecuting General Ji and true love in various ways, but she still couldn't stop the progress of the Son of Destiny.

Even Mrs. Ji's death due to old age has become a "death of shame", and Ji Boya, who has been missing for many years, has become the son of Mrs. Ji, who was almost forgotten, has become "retribution from heaven".

Some people are even more brainy, saying that Ji Yu is directly the son of the king of Wei, who was raised by General Ji, escaped the harm of fighting for power, and has been dormant for many years, once returned, and re-ascended to the throne.

The newly appointed King Wei is the third son of Ji Yu, who is not afraid of big things when he sees the excitement, and he has collected many similar articles, but he is not too happy to read, so he simply wrote it himself, and made up a so-called true explanation in the name of "history".

For a period of time, Lu Weiran, who had already told his old age, was often summoned by King Wei to speak, talking about the old incident back then.

The appearance of the child who has been vaguely blurred in his memory seems to be gradually becoming clearer, and together with the unfinished half sentence when Ji Yu died, it makes the long-gone person a little more mysterious.

Out of loyalty to the king, Lu Weiran deliberately emphasized this paragraph, trying to make the king pay attention to it, after a few years, there may be a potential enemy who will come to take revenge, this sense of crisis is still easy to make people motivated.

The king of Wei, who gave his hobby to others to continue, began to take state affairs seriously, and performed his duties with the ministers, continuing the prosperity and stability of the Wei state.

Many years later, when he was dying, he told his son about this period of the past, and said: "The Lu family lied to me, and wrote it down, and settled the account in the future." ”

His son couldn't cry or laugh, you are going to die, and you still keep a small account, are you glorious? Seeing the historian on the side, I only feel that my father is also in the pit, and there will be a bad thing in the future that will be passed down through the ages, but it will be a loss to the adult!

A thousand years later, there were tomb robbers who opened the coffin and found that there was no one in the tomb of the Marquis of Changshou, only a piece of clothing remained, and the soul was scattered.

For another thousand years, some people accidentally found that someone occupied the feng shui here, and they were reluctant to do so, and saw that their coffin had been damaged, so they simply moved it, repaired it again, and buried it here.

Many years later, someone found a tomb elsewhere, the owner of the tomb recorded as the longevity of the Hou Xiaowu Teng snake, talking about the longevity of the Hou fake death far away, and mentioned the Jiuding said, said, "Looking for three tripods, fixed, and searching, unsuccessful..."

The phrase "get Jiuding, and the world is decided?" gradually spread, and many people were convinced and began to look for Jiuding.

Many emperors have spent their efforts for this but have not gained, and they have become a lie.

There are also for the world to build nine tripods and peace, thought to be Dingding, self-proclaimed emperor, the fruit of the world, since then, nine tripods are easy, there are many descendants with this nine tripods for the other nine tripods also.

More than 1,000 years later, there are people who claim to be the descendants of the longevity marquis, and announce the place where Jiuding is hidden, the hometown of Wei, which is already under the mountain and cannot be excavated...

A team of scientific expeditions marched into the mountains, trying to find the hometown of Wei, looking at the majestic mountain, and exclaimed inexplicably: "Is such a place the old land of the king of Wei?"

"It should be, according to historical records, the mountain collapsed, and there was no way to punish it. It was that disaster, which could have been an earthquake or a landslide, that caused the king of Wei to be overthrown, and the blood was cut off. ”

"These ancients are really stupid, they built a city next to the mountain, and they didn't protect the water and soil well, and they made a landslide, really..."

"It is not necessarily a matter of not protecting the water and soil, there are rumors that the king of Wei is a noble son of the mountain, saying that the king of Wei is a descendant of the mountain god, maybe the mountain god is talking about this mountain, and then the fairy sleeps, feels that the child is good under the wings, and when he wakes up, he is gone, he is angry, he turns over, and the king of Wei is gone. ”

"Haha, you can really live in vain, you can make it up, why don't you write it?"

"Laugh at something, laugh at anything, maybe what I'm saying is true. ”

After arguing for two sentences to entertain the boredom on the road, after arriving at the place, carefully surveyed, tried to dig unsuccessfully, where is the mountain so easy to dig, even if there is a □□, it may not be able to dig out the desired path.

Over time, some history has been buried beneath the surface of the earth, and it is impossible to speculate.

The former tomb of the Marquis of Longevity was excavated by the archaeological team, and the owner of the tomb later put a lot of things in, after all the cleaning was done, someone found that some of the construction of the tomb did not conform to the characteristics of that era, and some experts found out the history of the Marquis of Changshou of Wei from the pile of old papers, and determined who the original owner of the tomb was, but unfortunately, I did not see more information about the country that almost disappeared before history.

The expert regretted: "That mysterious era was almost a blank slate, and if more could be found, perhaps many of today's mysteries could be explained." ”

"It's a pity that the current preservation technology is not up to par, and many things cannot be excavated, otherwise they will be destroyed, and I don't know how much truth is still buried in the ground, waiting for future generations to discover. ”

"Only by finding evidence can we prove some speculations. ”

The eyes of the experts are not without yearning, in that ancient era, I don't know how many mysteries are waiting for them to explore, just thinking about it makes people fascinated.

In a certain auction room, a large tripod is simple and desolate, and there is no such gorgeous appearance, but people can no longer take their eyes off after looking at it, with two ears and four legs, and the tripod has a sacrificial pattern on the body, which has been around for a long time.

"This tripod is a product of ancient times, for the sacrificial rituals, it may be one of the nine tripods, the starting price..."

The auctioneer briefly introduced that many things here are like this, and they don't need those legendary stories to add brilliance, they all know what they should know, what they shouldn't know, and no one goes to popularize science.

The brand was raised again and again, one after another, and the price also climbed steadily, and finally reached an incredibly high price.

After the young man who bought the tripod paid, he went up and tried to move the big tripod, and in one fell swoop, in the surprised eyes of everyone, he put down the tripod and shook his head gently, not this.

Thousands of years have passed, and he can't find many similar objects to remember, and a faint regret is permeating his heart.

Under the high mountain, in the middle of the white altar, a ding's body seems to flash a dark pattern, it stands there, a year, ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years... If the mountain cannot be moved, if the ground cannot be moved, and a thought still exists, it is not easy to be eternal.

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Stiff neck, shoulder pain, pain!

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