When he came to Youzhou, Zhang Hongjing only took the initiative to do one thing, a very simple thing: digging a grave, and only digging one grave. It's just that the owner of the tomb is more special, very special, because his name is An Lushan.

In Youzhou, in Lulong, and even in the whole of Hebei, An Lushan is not a traitor, nor a person, but a legend, a myth, a god, a god of war, a god of clothes, and a god of light.

An Lushan's mother's name is Ashde. Actually, Asrid is just a surname, not a first name. As for the name of his mother, only God knows.

Asid was a witch. Witches have one thing that no one can match, and that is to pretend to be a ghost.

It is said that, according to Asid himself, one dark night, she prayed devoutly to the Turkic god of war. Sure enough, she was miraculously pregnant. Asid gave the child a resounding name, that is, the Turkic god of war.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and soon, the daddy of the rolling mountain had braids. As for his father's name, don't ask me, I don't know, I only know that he may be a man surnamed Kang Hu.

Without a man, Ashid had no choice but to remarry, and her second husband was a Turkic general named An Yanyan. As a result, there is a brand new name for Rolling Mountain, a name that has profoundly influenced the history of the Tang Dynasty, of course, it is a bad influence, very bad, because this name is An Lushan.

In this way, this An Lushan is the reincarnation of the Turkic god of war, and it is likely to be related to Sun Monkey. Because, An Lushan is the god of fighting, and Sun Monkey is fighting to defeat the Buddha, you say, are they relatives?

In fact, Asster's lies are neither new nor unusual. Because, in Chinese history, I don't know how many times a similar trick has been staged. For example, Jian Di swallowed the eggs of a swallow and gave birth to the ancestor of the Shang Dynasty; For example, Jiang Yan stepped on the footprints of giants and gave birth to the ancestor Ji of the Zhou Dynasty.

Although it is not new, although it is not unusual, Hebei still believes it, and it is true. Because, on the day of Asid's birth, there was a vision, a vision that was not trivial: that day, a strange light from the sky illuminated a small thatched house in Liucheng. On that day, all the beasts sang in unison, the birds sang in unison, and the neighing of the birds and beasts resounded throughout the earth. In the mysterious skylight and the neighing of birds and beasts, a baby boy croaked and fell to the ground, he is the future hero, An Lushan.

Many years later, An Lushan became the Fan Yang Festival envoy of the powerful side, and back then, the birth scene designed by his witch Mommy was bizarre, giving An Lushan a lot of inspiration and inspiration.

In Hebei, most of the nine surnamed Hu people believe in a mysterious religion: Yuanjiao. In the minds of the people of Youzhou and the nine surnamed Hu, the god is the omnipotent god of light and auspiciousness. After perseverance and brainwashing, An Lushan finally convinced Hebei that he, An Lushan, was not only the god of war, but also the god of clothes and the god of light.

After fooling Hebei, An Lushan further upgraded the fool and began to fool his boss, Li Longji, the Tang Ming Emperor who was far away in Chang'an. In the recital sent to Chang'an, An Lushan told his godfather that there was a locust plague in Yingzhou that year, and locusts were overwhelming, devouring seedlings. An Lushan personally prayed to the heavens, and as a result, two days later, flocks of big birds flew from the north and ate the locusts all over the mountains.

Chang'an, of course, won't believe these nonsense, but just laughed it off and let it spread more and more gods in Hebei, and more and more gods. Finally, the rebellion that changed the direction of the Tang Empire broke out.

In the end, An Lushan still died, at the hands of his son and his closest eunuch. However, in the hearts of Hebei people, An Lushan will not die, he just returned to heaven and continued to be his god. Therefore, although An Lushan has been dead for decades, and it is estimated that the bones have become fossils, he is still a god in the minds of Hebei people, and he has always been. Therefore, An Lushan, who was characterized as a traitor by Chang'an, is still enjoying incense offerings in Hebei and has never stopped.

Zhang Hongjing, whose ancestral home is Youzhou and lives in Hedong, should actually be counted as a native of Chang'an, a native of Chang'an. He was born in Chang'an, grew up in Chang'an, and received education from Chang'an from childhood to adulthood. Chang'an told him: An Lushan is an anti-thief, a heinous anti-thief. He believed it, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it, not at all. However, he didn't know that in Hebei, in Youzhou, there was another evaluation of An Lushan, which was completely different from Chang'an and anywhere other than Hebei.

Zhang Hongjing was a standard traditional literati. He is gentle and kind, and likes to rule by doing nothing. All this is in line with Chang'an's expectations for Wenchen, and it also makes him reap great success in Bianzhou and Taiyuan. Whether it is the Hongwu Festival Envoy or the Hedong Festival Envoy, he has done a good job and received rave reviews. It is precisely because of this that Mr. Liu chose Zhang Hongjing to govern Youzhou.

However, gentleness and generosity does not mean that there is no temper, treating people with kindness does not mean that there is no love and hatred in the heart, and doing nothing does not mean doing what you want. The clay figure still has three points of earthiness, not to mention a living, flesh-and-blood living person!

Perhaps, Zhang Hongjing can tolerate Youzhou's vulgarity, arrogance, rudeness and ignorance. But he still has his own bottom line, and there are still things he can't tolerate: when he found that An Lushan's tomb was intact, when he found that a generation of thieves still enjoyed the blood and food of the world, and when he found that An Lushan and Shi Siming were still the two saints of Hebei, he was angry. The anger is like a surging river, endless.

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

If you can't bear it, you don't need to endure it anymore. Zhang Hongjing decided to attack.

He decided to use practical actions to tell Youzhou, Lu Long, and Hebei: An Lushan, the An Lushan you worship, is not a legend, not a myth, not a god! What god of war, god of coats, god of light, no, none of them! He is just an anti-thief, a reviled anti-thief who should be spit on by 10,000 people, and a anti-thief who should be exhumed and whipped, and his bones and ashes scattered.

In full view. Zhang Hongjing dug up An Lushan's grave and exposed it to the wilderness.

There was no noise, no protest, no mutiny, and the people of Youzhou were unexpectedly silent. Zhang Hongjing smiled, it seems that I did the right thing.

However, he was wrong, and he was very wrong: the reason why the people of Youzhou did not resist was because they knew how the world evaluated their true god An Lushan, so it was useless to resist.

Silence, silence! In the silence, hostility and anger accumulate in Youzhou, and one day, this hostility, this anger, will erupt. And Youzhou, what is not good at is patience, so the day of the volcanic eruption should not be too far away.

Zhang Hongjing, blasphemous Zhang Hongjing, you will get retribution after all, and soon, the world will be retribution.

Zhang Hongjing didn't know that he had offended Youzhou heavily. And his subordinates and staff didn't understand, and kept pouring oil on the fire and adding firewood to the bottom of the pot.