There is a group of mountains in the north of Beiyang City, named Pi Mountain, Bi Mountain stretches for hundreds of miles from east to west, the terrain is undulating gently, high and open and empty, there are countless large and small cemeteries on it, and the royal tomb of Chang Wenjun is on this mountain.

At this time, the mountain has been dyed white by this heavy snow, if it is not a simple matter to find the tomb of Chang Wenjun on this mountain, but Xu An is not worried about this kind of problem, since he wants to come, he will naturally not cover his head and look around, he has already learned the accurate route from Yang Hejiu.

The temperature on the mountain was very low, Xu An only carried a jar of wine, wrapped his whole body tightly, and began to climb the mountain in the moonlight, the snow covered on the mountain was brighter and colder by the moonlight, and the air exhaled by Xu An immediately condensed into a white mist, as ethereal as the clouds in the sky.

The passage on the mountain is quite wide and gentle, the royal tomb is different from the ordinary cemetery, and the construction of a royal tomb on the top of the mountain requires a lot of financial, material and human resources, so a gentle passage is indispensable under the premise that all of these are guaranteed.

There are not too many guards guarding the royal tomb, and the guards are mainly to prevent tomb robbery, and ordinary people want to stay away. And most of the people who were sent to guard the royal tomb were unwilling, who wanted to live every day guarding a cemetery on the mountain?

But it wasn't too easy for Xu An to bypass these guards.

After climbing to the top of the mountain for a long time, Xu An finally saw his father's royal tomb, which was the original tomb of Changwenjun.

The original mausoleum was built on the top of the mountain, surrounded by a wall, condescendingly looking down on the Beiyang City in the south.

Until now, Xu An did not know why this royal tomb built on the mountain was called the original tomb, the royal tomb was on the mountain, but the top of the mountain was built like a plain, and it was really the original tomb.

There are white stone pillars in front of the royal tombs, and the stone pillars to the north are: Shenqiao, archway, Zhenghongmen, Changting, Changlongmen, Longen Palace, Ming Tower, Baoding.

The Longen Hall of the center is based on the granite steps of the exquisite carving, the yellow glazed tile roof, plus the carved beams of the painting building, the red wall of the gold plaque, there is the Changlong Gate in front, there is the Ming Building in the back, there is the side hall on the left and right, there are corner towers in the four corners, just like the stars and the moon, it is extremely majestic and magnificent.

If it is ordinary, you may be able to see the solemn and majestic momentum of these various buildings, but now these buildings are not very different in the eyes of ordinary people, because of this heavy snow, so the entire royal tomb is dyed a snow-white.

Xu An stood in the most inconspicuous corner of the white stone pillar in front of the original mausoleum, and looked at it in the most inconspicuous corner, this is the royal tomb? This is his father's cemetery? Xu An originally thought that after death, it would only be a nine-foot cemetery, for the wind and sun to nourish the earth, and for future generations to trample and scold. But this... Xu An thought for a long time and didn't know how to describe it, so he had to give a thumbs up and say a word of style! Then he looked down at the jar of wine he was holding in his hand, and suddenly felt a little shabby.

Xu An sat on the ground casually, looked up at the Wang Mausoleum in front of him from time to time, and then looked down at the jar of wine in his hand, began to feel a little dry in his mouth, licked his lips, and spat at the white stone pillar in front of him wrapped in snow, and muttered with great contempt: "What's the big deal?"

Chang Wenjun's tomb is in the Longen Hall in the center, and there is a special person in charge of guarding it, so it is naturally impossible not to alarm the guards to enter, and Xu An always felt that he was a little too shabby. Originally, he was still thinking about how to bypass those guards along the way, but now that he saw this majestic royal tomb, he didn't have to spare it, and he didn't need to go in, if he sneaked in with such a shabby look, he was really afraid that Chang Wenjun would wake up angrily.

Xu An knew that the scale of the royal tomb was very large, but he never thought that it would be so grand, no wonder he valued his throne so much before his death, Xu An sat in place for a long time, and did not have the idea of going in to worship, he just came to see it.

The snow under his seat has begun to melt, and the cold snow water penetrates into the skin along the clothes under him, and the cold Xu An shiveres, changes his sitting to squatting, opens the seal of the wine jar, first pours half of the jar on the ground in front of him, and then raises his hands and takes a sip.

The first sip of wine, his lips were no longer dry, and he felt a surge of heat, Xu An was addicted, and then looked at the royal tomb in front of him, he still felt magnificent, his father had been a country all his life, and he finally ended up with the title of Mingjun, and he deserved such a cemetery after death.

"Your country is good, and your people are good, but your sons... But it's not very good. Xu An said after a bitter smile.

After speaking, he slammed the ground with the wine jar, making a muffled sound, the sound was not loud, and it was impossible to alarm the guards, the thick snow was squeezed to both sides, and a gap the size of a wine jar appeared on the ground, Xu An lifted the wine jug and took another sip.

The second sip of wine entered his throat, it was very spicy, Xu An frowned, then coughed heavily, raised his sleeve and wiped his mouth, and then looked at the royal tomb in front of him, and suddenly felt a little ironic, he was for the country and the people during his lifetime, but after his death, he had to spend a lot of financial resources to build such a cemetery, it seems that his father is not dedicated to the country, he will still think about himself.

Xu An raised his sleeves and wiped his mouth, and then began to sigh again, what is the use of such a large royal tomb? His son wanted to enter to worship but could only squat outside the mausoleum, which was a little ironic and even more ridiculous.

"Tell me about you, who is usually called the Long Live Lord, but now you are lying in this cold tomb at such an age. Xu An said with some sighs.

I don't know if my father will be proud to have such a majestic royal tomb lying inside, or sigh at the desolation of his miserable life, Xu An chuckled when he thought of this, lifted the wine jug with one hand and touched it lightly on the stone pillar, and then took another sip.

The third sip of wine entered my heart, and it was very bitter. Xu An didn't raise his head immediately, but quietly looked down at the snow in front of him, and after a long time, he glanced at the royal tomb of Chang Wenjun again, sighed and whispered, "What do you want to do?

The thing Xu An wants to know most is who did the incident in the autumn of Qing'an 17.

Before Xu An returned to the capital, he always thought that Chang Wenjun did the thing, and his purpose was to blame Xu Shichang for this matter. The eldest prince Xu Shichang secretly instructed Qin Tianjian to trap the students of the Spirit Academy, and Chang Wenjun naturally had enough excuses to make himself the crown prince, which was also the main reason why Xu An chose to leave the capital.

Xu Anli is all for the sake of picking stars, but also for Xu Shichang to be safe and sound, if he leaves the capital, then there will be only one successor to the Beichang Empire, Xu Shichang is left, no matter who wants to use this to punish Xu Shichang, he must carefully consider the consequences of having no heir in the country, even if Chang Wenjun wants to do something, he will not be tolerated by the courtiers, so as long as he leaves the capital, Xu Shichang will not have anything, and he will leave the capital directly.

But these thoughts were only before he returned to the capital, and in the process of returning to the capital, there was first the assassination interception of the great general Lin Pinggui and his son Lin Ying, and then the hurried departure of the lord Xu Shichang. The general is only ordered by the lord of the country, and Lin Ying is the commander of the Zhennan Army, and there is no need to kill him, and the current situation is simply a mess for Xu An.

These can not shake Xu An's initial conjecture, he can think that Lin Pinggui is afraid of another rebellion in Beichang, so he came to assassinate him, and he can also think that Lin Ying wants to kill himself because he is afraid that he will embarrass General Lin after returning to the capital, but why did Xu Shichang leave the capital?

This is a question that Xu An can't understand. Chang Wenjun's death and Xu Anhui's return are inevitable, and it is impossible for Xu Shichang not to understand this problem. Before the bones of the first king were cold, Xu Shichang left the capital in a hurry, if it wasn't for him, why did he hide from himself in such a hurry?

The state of Chu and the state of Qi are about to fight, if the state of Qi is broken, Beichang will be in danger, and Xu An's return to the capital will cause an internal rebellion in the Beichang Empire, Xu An wants to know what kind of reason can make a lord choose to leave the capital in a hurry under such a tense situation of internal and external troubles.

But he couldn't get an answer to these things from his father, Xu An's face was already a little red, he looked at the jar of wine in his hand and shook his head slightly, raised his head and looked at Wang Ling in front of him and said, "If you don't drink it, if you drink it again, I won't be able to go down this mountain." ”

The temperature in Pishan is very low, Xu An drank with Zhou Rong in the General's Mansion in Yicheng, and it was very warm when he first drank it, but after he woke up that time, Xu An shivered with cold, so he didn't dare to drink more on the top of Bishan at night, otherwise he might not be able to go back.

After speaking, Xu An lifted the wine jar in his hand, poured some more wine from the jar on the snow in front of him, and then muttered to himself: "If it weren't for my yard still waiting for me, I would really have to stay up all night with you here." ”

The courtyard in Xu An's mouth is not the Spiritual Academy, no one can say that the Spiritual Academy is his own courtyard, not even the dean and the lord of the country, because the Spiritual Academy is the spiritual academy of Beichang, and it is the spiritual academy of the world, which can belong to everyone, but not only to everyone. The courtyard that Xu An said is Yong'an Ju.

Yong'anju has been vacant for a long time, and he made it clear that he didn't want to stay up all night here, so he found such an excuse to come out, but behind the excuse is full of sadness.

Suddenly there was a cold wind, the branches in the royal tomb swayed gently, Xu An tightened the clothes on his body again, and said with a chuckle: "When you were the king, you were so beautiful, but in this royal tomb, you can only shake a few small trees." ”

After a long time, Xu An's eyes were slightly red and said, "Are you satisfied with your life?"

The weather became colder and colder, Xu An poured all the wine on the ground, and then stretched out his index finger to write a few words on the snow, and after writing, he carefully looked at the four lines of crooked fonts on the ground and nodded with a little satisfaction, and then wiped the water stains left on his hands after the snow melted and said: "It's all here, you have to leave something." ”

After finishing speaking, he got up and walked down the mountain, leaving only the four lines of words outside the original tomb to look particularly dazzling in the moonlight.

The snow and clouds of the mountains are ethereal, and the souls of the dead are swaying through the white branches.

If it weren't for the idle courtyard, it would be accompanied by the winter wind and moon.