The coffin escort team of more than 100 people pulled into a line and headed towards Qijue Temple, and in front of it were two large carts pulling the coffin; Each cart was pulled by four horses, and a coffin was placed on it.

The two coffins were filled with knives, guns, halberds, spears, weapons of all kinds, and of course, whips, hammers, and clubs.

Xue Jin'er, Wei Yan, and Guangyuan's old wife walked at the back of the team dressed as a family.

The three of them are now a family, Wei Yan is his father, and Guangyuan's old wife is his mother; Xue Jin'er is just a daughter.

The 3 people are dressed as a family of performers, and Wei Yan is carrying a pipa in his hand; The old lady Guangyuan took two bangs, and Xue Jin'er held the transverse flute in her hand and laughed.

Wei Yan has no sense of musicality at all in the performing family, and carrying the pipa is completely decorating the façade.

Xue Jiner is a singer and musician, proficient in blowing, playing and singing; This is probably the advantage of everyone's ladies.

Xue Jin'er is the 15th granddaughter of Xue Rengui, the prince of Pingyang County in the Tang Dynasty, and her grandfather was in the Bianliang Palace as the commander of the palace before Xue Jin'er was born; As soon as Xue Jin'er came down, her grandfather invited teachers of piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting to infiltrate her artistically.

Of course, Xue Jin'er still likes martial arts, but sharpening knives does not mistake woodcutters; While practicing martial arts, Xue Jin'er did not relax in the arts of piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting; Because she shows the same love for music as martial arts, it is not an exaggeration to call her a musician.

Xue Jin'er plays a good flute, and the rhythm played by the transverse flute can attract birds flying in the sky to perch on the big trees and listen.

Xue Jin'er can play the pipa with one hand, which is no different from the pipa girl described in Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing":

Suddenly heard the sound of the pipa on the water, and the host forgot to return to the guest.

Who is the bomber? The sound of the pipa stopped and he was late.

Move the boat to close to each other, invite each other, add wine and return to the lamp to reopen the feast.

After a long time, he came out, still holding the pipa and half covering his face.

The hinge plucks the strings three or two times, and there is love before the tune.

The strings cover up the sound and thoughts, as if they are complaining about their lack of ambition.

The low-brow letter continued, saying that there are infinite things in my heart.

Gently twist and slowly wipe and pick up, at the beginning of the neon dress after six years.

The big strings are noisy like a torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers.

Noisy and staggered, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate.

The bottom of the flower is slippery, and it is difficult to go under the drift ice of the secluded spring.

The ice fountain is cold and astringent, and the condensation will not be silent for a while.

Don't have gloom and hatred, silence is better than sound at this time

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The old woman of Guangyuan can sing mountain songs, and she sings northern Sichuan folk songs.

Last night, Wei Sheng woke up the old lady Guangyuan from the guest room and told her; Saying that her son Tang Xiaoye and the scholar might still be alive, the old lady Guangyuan immediately knelt on the ground and folded her hands to Amitabha Buddha; He kept shouting the name of his son Tang Xiaoye: "Son! This is the blessing of the Buddha! The Buddha dreamed of being his mother, and he came all the way for his mother; My son is still alive......"

Wei Sheng saw that it was raining when the old woman Guangyuan saw the wind, and hurriedly dragged her up from the ground and said: "Don't be excited, old woman, the villain just said that my ancestor and Miss Jin'er analyzed and judged like this, I'm afraid it's still unknown what the situation is with you......"

"Little Brother Wei doesn't believe that my son Tang Xiaoye is still alive!" The old lady Guangyuan suddenly questioned Wei Sheng: "The old man dreamed that he was alive in his sleep, but he couldn't speak."

Wei Sheng was shocked, stared at the old woman Guangyuan in a demented daze, and said solemnly: "Things in your sleep are not necessarily accurate, my ancestor and Miss Jin'er asked the villain to wake up the old woman; It's for you to cooperate with the rescue! ”

"Is your ancestor Wei Yan, the hero of the Three Kingdoms!" The old lady Guangyuan said such words coldly.

Wei Sheng was dumbfounded, staring at the old lady Guangyuan and not knowing how to answer.

The old lady Guangyuan took a few steps closer to Wei Sheng and said, "Why doesn't Brother Wei speak, the old man asks you if your ancestor is Wei Yan, the hero of the Three Kingdoms!" ”

Wei Sheng couldn't disclose the news of Wei Yan's rebirth, because the ancestor had an explanation when he was reborn.

The old lady Guangyuan saw that she had asked Wei Sheng a few times, so she said to herself: "Brother Wei doesn't tell the old body, then the old body will tell you!" ”

The old woman Guangyuan stretched her neck and throat and said: "Your ancestor used to be the great general of Shu State, Hanzhong Taishou, and established immortal merits for Zhuge Liang, but Zhuge Liang was careful and wanted to harm him; Wei Yan was finally killed by Ma Chao's younger brother Ma Dai at Hutou Bridge in Hanzhong, and the eternal unjust case was formed! ”

Wei Sheng heard that the old lady Guangyuan knew everything about the ancestor, and stared at her with wide eyes.

The old lady of Guangyuan smiled and said: "Brother Wei, don't stare at the old body with suspicious eyes, the old man is in Guangyuan, not far from Hanzhong Hutou Bridge; The old man has admired Wei Yan since he was a child, and when he grew up, he went to Hutou Bridge and Wei Yan's mausoleum to pay respects! ”

The old lady Guangyuan said with an excited expression: "The old body has won the reward for paying tribute to Wei Yan, and his son Tang Xiaoye also dreamed of Wei Yan when he was in an inn on the bank of the Wei River that night; Wei Yan was still alive, and he said that he would rescue Tang Xiaoye and return it to the old man! ”

The old lady Guangyuan burst into tears and chattered: "Wei Yan is a hero who says nothing, he said that he would rescue his son for the old man; Tang Xiaoye will definitely return to his mother's side! ”

Guangyuan's words made Wei Sheng dumbfounded, where would Wei Sheng think that Guangyuan's old woman would say earth-shattering words.

Wei Sheng came home that day and was tired enough, lying on the bed and falling asleep; But the ancestor came into his dream.

Wei Yan's portrait was passed down from generation to generation in the hands of his children and grandchildren after he was killed, and the portrait of the ancestor with clothes pressed at the bottom of Wei Sheng's box; The ancestor who walked into his sleep was exactly the same as in the portrait.

Wei Sheng shouted in shock, but the ancestor said with a smile: "Wei Sheng's grandson doesn't need to panic, it's your ancestor Wei Yan below; Wei Yan was killed 770 years ago, but he was reborn below; It was ...... that night."

Wei Sheng woke up after dreaming of this, and sat on the bed in a cold sweat for most of the day.

Lao Zu was beheaded by Ma Dai, and Hutouqiao in Hanzhong also wiped out his three clans, but one son escaped; This son is Wei Sheng's ancestor Wei Xu.

The name of the ancestor Wei Xu was later renamed, and after the fall of the Shu Kingdom, the ancestor Wei Xu settled in the original Wei Yancheng of Wuzhang; Leave a last word to future generations: to protect the city where the loyal ministers and ancestors fought for generations, and to quell the false accusations imposed on the ancestors by public opinion.

Wei Sheng kept in mind the last words of his ancestor Wei Xu, and rebuilt towns, villages, commercial ports, and inns on hundreds of acres of land in Wuzhang Yuan Wei Yancheng; Greet guests from all over the world.

During the Northern Song Dynasty, the commercial port of Weiyancheng was the main traffic artery of Guanzhong Road from south to north, and Wei Sheng named it Weijiabu.

Weijiabu undertook the important transportation task of waterway, and the grain and goods transported from Bianliang and Jiangnan to the Song-Xia border had to be transferred in Weijiabu and then sent to the front line by land.

Weijiabu has been a merchant all year round, and Wei Sheng took advantage of the accommodation convenience of Wenchangwei Inn to preach Wei Yan's great achievements to visitors from all directions; refute Wei Yan's anti-bone fallacy in the back of his head; As a result, the past guests' understanding of Wei Yan's anti-ministers is changing day by day.

But it was difficult for Wei Sheng to believe that Ancestor Wei Yan would be reborn, but he clearly saw Ancestor in his sleep; The ancestor also gave him heart-digging words.

Wei Sheng anxiously recalled the hazy dream he had, and couldn't help but say silently: "I can't figure it out, this is a real thing, why don't Wei go to the back hall to take a look......"

As Wei Sheng spoke, he got up and walked to the back hall; When I entered the door, I saw a tall and mighty man lying on the old bed; Isn't it the ancestor Wei Yan or who?

Wei Sheng was so shocked that he almost lost his soul, knelt on the ground and kowtowed; Wei Yan stepped down from the bed and pulled him up, telling him to keep it a secret.

Wei Sheng guarded the news of the rebirth of the ancestor Wei Yan, and suddenly arrived at Wei Yan's real person; lied that this was the ancestor of his family, who had been practicing outside for decades and now returned; Everyone in the house believed it.

However, the old lady Guangyuan also dreamed of Wei Yan's rebirth, and said it so realistically and affirmatively; Wei Sheng stared at the old lady Guangyuan at a loss.

The old lady Guangyuan was so excited that she hummed a folk song from northern Sichuan:

Lantern Festival in the first month,

February put the flower newspaper,

In March, he had a personal relationship with his sister, and he was always anxious.

Seedlings are being planted in April,

May is Duanyang,

In June, he entered the embroidery room with his sister, and the two were kind-hearted.

July is a month and a half,

August is the Mid-Autumn Festival,

In September, Chongyang wine was cooked, and Wanglang and my family left.

Heavy snow in October,

The winter moon can't come,

Layue and my sister celebrate the New Year's Festival, and my heart is like a knife

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