Wu Yi Jincheng, the word hometown, the eldest grandson of the third surname of the Western Regions in Khotan. Since the ancestors migrated here in Jincheng County, Han Dynasty, it has been more than 100 years ......

My name is Yi Jincheng, the word Guyuan, and I am the eldest grandson of the Yi family in Khotan in the Western Regions.

Since my grandfather migrated here from Jincheng County in Han Land a hundred years ago, I am already the third generation of my generation.

The inn I am now in charge of is also the property left by my grandfather.

The inn was built on the shore of the Qingfuze Great Lake, so it was also called "Qingfuze Inn" by passing merchants.

It is a necessary place for merchants from the countries of the Western Regions, as well as the countries of Rouran, Sasanian, Kushan, and Yunhai to go to Chang'an and Luoyang in the Han Dynasty to engage in silk trade.

After leaving here, the next closest place for supply can only be Loulan Kingdom on the shore of Puchang Sea.

The two places are thousands of miles apart, and there is a sea of Huanglong sand that even a bird can't fly over in the middle.

Countless business travelers, monks, and soldiers who travel here are buried here, and they all talk about it without changing color.

Therefore, Qingfengze Inn is particularly important for these people who travel long distances.

On the way, the frail old and young can recuperate here, and we can provide a guide to lead the way for unfamiliar passengers.

The caravan's supplies, oats, dried meat, drinking water, naan cakes, and pool salt, were all in my family's storehouse.

For the sake of the silk silk of the eastern land, these foreign merchants have been walking on the road for months and years.

gambled all his family wealth, even his own net worth.

If you are lucky, 100 loads of silk will be successfully transported to Babylon, Byzantium, and Rome, and you can exchange them for a lifetime of glory and wealth.

If you are unlucky, you will encounter robbers, poisonous dragons, heavenly obstacles, and wars, and there are not a few people who have no bones and no money to spare.

This is a pity for the wives and children and elderly parents who are staying in their hometowns and waiting for them to return safely.

Since I was a child, I have been accustomed to seeing such hustle and bustle, joys and sorrows.

Therefore, from the time when the grandfather inn opened, it has always been the tradition of our Qingfengze Inn to treat past merchants and strangers.

The style of this shop has also spread among the passing merchants who pass by the store.

As long as they pass through Khotan, Qingfengze Inn has become their first choice.

Our Yi family has also received a deep friendship with these businessmen who come and go from the north to the south, and this relationship has been passed on from grandparents to fathers, and then to our grandchildren, if nothing else, it will be passed on to our grandchildren.

Qingfengze Lake is formed by the melting of ice and snow into water in Kunlun Mountain for thousands of years, with a radius of hundreds of kilometers, vast as smoke, and water birds like weaving.

The endless reeds on the shore grow in the poplar forest, and every autumn, the blue lake, the reed flowers and the golden forest sea merge together to form an incomparably gorgeous landscape.

When a Han general led his men and horses from the Tun area of Puchanghai to wade through the desert when he first arrived here, he was deeply shocked by such a magnificent scenery, and also remembered the Yunmengze Lake in Chudi's hometown.

He couldn't help but sigh: The sea is in the sky, and the breeze is blowing! Beautiful! Great!

The accompanying clerk hurriedly recorded the general's words and gave the big lake in the hinterland of the sand sea a very refreshing and resounding name "Qingfengze".

Since then, Qingfengze, together with our Yi's inn of the same name, has been called among local residents and passing merchants.

Why a Han man would travel thousands of miles to Hudi in the Western Regions to run an inn is little known to outsiders.

When I was a child, I heard my grandfather talk about it, it was a history of blood and tears of our Yi family!

My ancestors lived in their hometown in Jincheng County, Han China.

Jincheng County is located on the shore of the Yellow River, and has always been the throat of trade between the Western Regions and the Han Dynasty.

When many merchants from Hudi came to Jincheng County, they would retreat and hesitate in the face of the surging yellow water.

The ancestors of the Jincheng Yi clan seized such an opportunity and opened an inn in the city that specially received Hudi business travelers from the Western Regions.

Every year during the dry season of Huangshui, people will be sent to cross the river to Luoyang, Jiankang, Gusu and other places to purchase a large amount of silk and transport it back to Jincheng County.

Then trade with these merchants in exchange for the gold silk carpet of the Sabbath Country, the pearl coral of the Great Food, the luminous cup of the Western Kingdom of Yunhai, and the jade treasures of the Western Regions.

During the heyday of our Yi family, we also opened several shops and an inn in Chang'an City, all near Changle Palace.

Specializing in the sale of these novelties from foreign countries, it was the princes and ministers who came to consume and shop, or the local princes and dignitaries who came to pay tribute.

For some Hu merchants, monks, and envoys who came from afar and asked to cross the Yellow Water to the Imperial City of Chang'an, our Yi family will also help them organize ferries, carriages and horses, and escorts along the way, so as to send these people to Chang'an safely.

In return, they will also choose our inn wherever they stay in Chang'an City.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long, and by the time of my great-grandfather's grandfather's generation, the world began to be disrupted.

The Yi clan, which remained in Chang'an City, was forcibly moved to Luoyang by the official family when Dong Zhuo was in power at the end of the Han Dynasty, and there has been no news since then.

Or die on the way, or die in the scourge of the Yellow Turban, who can say!

It's really better to be a dog in a prosperous world than a person in a troubled world!

Jincheng County was the rear of the Western Liang warlords in the late Han Dynasty, and of course it became one of the focal points of the back-and-forth competition between the princes of all walks of life.

Perennial wars and wars, recruiting soldiers, exacting taxes and miscellaneous taxes, the originally rich and prosperous huge city has ten rooms and nine emptiness.

The Jincheng Yi clan, the amazing wealth accumulated by the Han Dynasty through hundreds of years of hard work, was also dispersed in one day.

Gold and silver treasures, prosperity is the source of happiness, and troubled times are the bane of disaster.

In order to avoid the doom of a family being ruined, the clansmen held a meeting to discuss and then scattered and fled for their lives.

There are those who cross the Qinling Mountains and enter Bashu; There are those who cross the Yellow Water, and then go south along the Han River and cross the Long River into the wild land of the Lingnan Mountains.

In short, in troubled times, saving your life is the best, and everything else is not important.

In the early years of the Western Jin Dynasty, when the world was settled, the Yi family, which was originally prosperous in Jincheng County, was left with only one male named my great-grandfather.

He relied on his ability to hide in the mountains to fish and hunt for a living, and only then did he survive.

Later, he married the daughter of a noble family who lived in the mountains, which was my great-grandmother, and gave birth to my grandfather and his two elder brothers.

Later, he returned to Jincheng County, which was already in ruins, and dug up the only remaining belongings buried before leaving, five hundred taels of gold and a few family heirlooms of night pearls, next to a dry well in the old mansion of the Yi family, which had long been turned into white land.

Relying on this wealth, he recruited more than a dozen homeless people, rebuilt a brick and wood mansion on the foundation of the old mansion, and rehung the wine flag of the Yi's Jincheng Inn.

It is said that this inn was the first century-old inn to reopen after the war in the housing office of Geumseong-gun.

The original intention of the great-grandfather to regain the ancestral business of the family was, on the one hand, to show the world that the Yi family was not dead, and that there were descendants who would continue the incense.

On the other hand, it is also to establish a base for those descendants of the Yi family who are in a foreign land to easily visit and identify in their homeland.

One day, some of them will find their way home if they return to their roots and return to their roots.

To the regret of my great-grandfather, in the next few decades or so, none of the descendants of the Yi branch returned from their roots, but waited for another world chaos that devastated lives.

In the last years of the Western Jin Dynasty of the Sima clan, the court was corrupt and chaotic, and the Hu tribes in the north took the opportunity to go south.

The rivers and mountains that Sima Zhao stole from Cao Wei quickly collapsed, and the officials and common people became the fish and meat of the northern barbarians.

Everywhere they went, these barbarians with scimitars regarded the Han people in China as wanton killing pigs and dogs, slaughtering villages and cities in villages, and having the posture of killing all Han people.

The fate of the wives and daughters of the Han people is even worse, whether it is the mountain village aunt or the lady of the family, once it falls into the hands of these barbarians, it will become what they call a "two-legged sheep".

After being insulted and abused like a beast, they will be stripped and washed and thrown into a huge stone mill to make "minced meat" that serves as military food.

All of a sudden, the entire north of the Yellow Water became a hell on earth for the Han family and the Li people.

Those who survived were even more terrified like lost dogs, or moved south across the river with their families, or their neighbors and relatives traveled south together.

flocked to the more distant Jianghuai, Minyue, Jingchuling and other wild places in the south.