"Go, go to Longxi, go to the west, go to the place where the Qin people first rose, you and so on, is the last hope of my Qin country!"

In April, at the west gate of Yongcheng, the white-haired Qin State was on the city, waving goodbye to 4,000 soldiers and 30,000 Yongdu people. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ten days ago, the prince of Qin succeeded to the throne in the Qin camp of Ba, seized the power of Zipu's army, and Shuai Ba went to the Qin army to surrender to Zhao.

"We are willing to return to Yongyong with the chief of the great army and fight again!"

The memory of the ancestors' hard work is engraved in the hearts of the Qin people, especially the princes and people of the Qin State, who regard it as a shame to surrender without a fight.

"The kindness of the Yongdu people in the Shimu Mansion has the determination to live and die with the Qin State Sheji, and they will never be as greedy for life and fear of death as the Zhou relics of Feng Hao!"

The children of the Gong clan and the people of Yongdu are still fighting, but Zipu knows that the general trend has gone.

"Zhao Jun is cunning, and when the time comes, he will inevitably open the way with the new monarch of my Qin country, can we still shoot arrows above the monarch's head?"

All Zipu could do was to let the people move west to Longxi before the Zhao army advanced to Qin's capital, so as to leave a little seed for Qin.

In Zipu's opinion, Zhao's words are not credible, if Zhao Wuxian occupies Yongdu, but does not fulfill his promise to destroy the Qin State, then at least the Qin people can still keep the land of Longxi in order to make a comeback......

"Chief, please come with us!" After the people of Yongdu who did not want to return to Zhao followed and left, some of the disciples of the Gong clan knelt at the west gate, imploring Zipu to continue to lead them, this old minister who served three generations of Qin Jun led the Qin State through thirty years, under the great changes of the millennium, Qin can persist until now, he is indispensable, if there is no him, the Qin people do not know where the road ahead is.

"The old man is the eldest of Qin, how can he go to the country? Qin Jun can be lowered, but Zipu cannot be lowered, and Qin people can be moved, but Zipu cannot be moved...... The old life has been given to this capital, and the people are old and fine, and they are rooted in their feet, and they can't walk. ”

Zipu smiled and waved his hand to let everyone leave quickly, the vanguard of the Zhao army was only dozens of miles away from Yongcheng.

"The morning breeze of the bird, the north forest of the Yubi. I haven't seen a gentleman, I'm worried about Qinqin! ”

Singing a sad Qin Feng and wiping away tears, more than 30,000 Qin people in Yongcheng took difficult steps, left Qiyang, where they had lived for generations, and marched towards Longxi.

Looking at the smoke and dust in the distance, with reluctance, Zipu sighed and said: "The ancestors of Qin, there is only so much that the old minister can do for the Qin State. ”

He looked back at Yongdu, which was already an empty city, with walls and walls, square, unpretentious, just like the stubborn character of the Qin people. It's a pity that the bustle of the past is no longer there, and the neighboring Lilu is lonely, only the chicken dog that didn't have time to follow makes a desolate sound, and the Dazheng Palace on the platform has long been empty.

What was left for Zhao Jun was just an empty city.

After looking at the remaining hundred or so clansmen around him, Zipu ordered: "Take the coffin of the ancestor and go to Xiling!" ”

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According to the etiquette system, the princes were buried on the fifth day and buried in May, but they were in a hurry to obey the power, and the Duke of Qin, who had died less than a month, could only be buried in advance.

The Qin people advocate black, the chariot drives a black horse, and the sacrifice is made with black, although there are only more than 100 people left in Zipu, but they are still black, this black stream left Yongdu and went to Xiling.

Qin's public mausoleum, originally in the west, since Qin Degong moved the capital to Yongcheng, the next eleven generations of Qin Bo are buried in the west tomb ten miles south of Yongdu City.

The mausoleum of Qin Mourning Gong was dug a few years ago, and Zipu personally supervised the construction.

This big tomb is located in a small basin in the middle of the mountain, the ground is excavated down more than ten zhang, standing on the edge and looking down, the tomb plane is in the shape of "medium", the total length is 300 steps, the area is grand and wide, you can see the shape of the east and west tomb road and the burial chamber.

The whole tomb has been filled with burial things: the princes' vessels are seven tripods and six rings, one set of bronze bells after another, stone chimes carved with eulogies, lead blade armor specially used for Ming weapons, treasures, utensils, and jade in the Dazheng Palace, piled up into a mountain, and the wine is packed in the big mustache, exuding bursts of mellow fragrance......

As a martial state, the Qin people were good horses, and the war horses that Qin Mourning Gong loved before his death were slaughtered in the burial pit one after another, and the neighing was endless. Behind them were exquisite chariots, and after the death of dozens of horses, blood flowed all over the ground and gradually seeped into the surface, filling the entire burial pit with a strong smell of blood.

However, no one was martyred, and after the new law was implemented ten years ago, the first thing he did was to follow the example of Zhao Guo, "stop obeying death", and prohibit people from martyrdom. Now the funeral of Qin Mourning Gong is replaced by some half-height terracotta warriors, and in the burial pit, there are hundreds of warrior figurines wearing battle robes, front and back, left and right, forming the forbidden army guards of the world after Qin Bo's death, they also hold blades, and the shapes are different.

"The soul returns, there is no north, no south, no east and no west......"

Wu Zhu divination is completed, everything is ready, hundreds of people shoulder to shoulder, the heavy coffin containing the body of Qin Mourning was transported to the side of the tomb, this is the highest specification of the cypress coffin "yellow intestine inscription", it should be the specification that the Son of Heaven has, but Qin as early as Qin Jinggong, has exceeded the outdated etiquette, since then, they also have the ambition of going east to win the championship and dominate the Central Plains, but it is a pity that several generations of painstaking management, but it has become a void.

Pu, the eldest son of the eldest son, looked at the coffin of Qin Mourning Gong slowly being put into the coffin room, and when the people on the tomb were about to fill in the soil and cap it, he suddenly laughed a few times and said:

"It has been 50 years since the old man as the concubine of the prince, entered the Dazheng Palace, and served the ancestors to mourn the father, the difficult entrepreneurship of the ancestors, the hardships and hardships of the ancestors, vividly remembered, mourning the father, Hui Gong, and mourning before the death of the prince, but also personally handed over the political affairs of the Qin State to me, not expecting the old decay to let Qin Zhongxing, but at least to keep the ancestral land. However, today's old and incompetent, the loss of the teacher and the loss of the land first, the death of the country and the abandonment of the last, live up to the trust of the ancestors, I should be punished for my crimes, the ancestors can't ask for it, can you not ask for it? ”

With that, he untied his bun and walked down the tomb.

"Grandfather, what is this for?" Zipu's grandchildren were shocked and wanted to pull him up.

However, Zipu pulled out his sword and shouted, "No one is allowed to come down!" ”

"Now that the Qin State will die, the old man is already disheartened, unwilling to surrender, unwilling to go, how to deal with himself?"

Grief and indignation, pain, turned into a relieved smile, Zipu has found the answer:

"Dead country, huh?"

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"Fall to the ground! If you don't seal the cave again, the Zhao army is coming, do you want to humiliate the coffin of the ancestors, and the soul will not be at peace! ”

Pointing to his descendants, Zipu ordered sharply.

Kowtowing and knocking out blood, but there was no way to stop the grandchildren of the old grandfather, who had no choice but to close the burial chamber of the tomb with tears in their eyes, while the people above took wooden shovels and threw soil towards the deep tomb.

Zipu's face was calm, without the sorrow of a dying person at all, he plunged his sword deep into the soil, and sat in front of the coffin of Qin Mourning Gong, together with the terracotta warriors and horses who guarded the world after Qin Bo's death, as if he was an old general who led them......

Dust and rocks are falling constantly, and although it is slow, sooner or later this tomb will be buried.

The stone door of the tomb slowly closed, and as the last ray of light disappeared in front of him, Zipu closed his eyes, recalling the rise and defeat of the Qin people in the past hundred years......

"A hundred years of hegemony, a hundred years of emptiness, ......"

An hour later, the deep tomb had been completely filled, and a bleak Qin wind resounded above the tomb of Uncle Qin.

"Deliver the yellow bird, stop at the thorns. Who from Mu Gong? The car is dying. This is dying, the special of centurions. In its hole, I am worried. The sky of the sky, annihilate my beloved! If it can be redeemed, people will be alive! ”

"Hand over the yellow bird, stop at the mulberry. Who mourns from the father? Zipu Shu is long. He is the father of all peoples. In its acupoint, there is no worry and no chestnut. The sky of the sky, annihilate my beloved! If it can be redeemed, people will be alive! ”

At the same time, the forward of the Zhao army had arrived in Yongdu, and the crisp horse's hooves stepped into an empty capital......

PS: There is one more chapter in the afternoon or evening