It would have been a good thing to figure out the clues of the dragon vein, but for some reason, I found that Chunting's face was not happy.

Seeing me looking at him, Chunting deliberately avoided my gaze, turned his head sideways and said casually.

"It's getting late, it's impossible to go to the Ming Tomb to find out now, if the evening view of this water Qinhuai is not good to watch, it's really a trip to Jinling for nothing."

I always felt that Chunting had something to hide from me, but I knew that I couldn't ask what he didn't want to say, so I had to give up.

"Then let's play on the Qinhuai River for the night, and then go during the day, husband...... Brother Chuan, I want to eat crabs. ”

Qi Zhi pointed to the crab on the shore, looking at me pitifully, she always opened her mouth and closed her mouth to call me husband, I sounded weird, I had to force her to call me brother, but she was forgetful, the husband just said half of it, saw my eyes looking at her, had to change her aggrieved.

I laughed secretly, in the end, it was a child's heart, I knew such a big secret, but I still wanted to eat.

Fortunately, it is now autumn, it should be the season to eat crabs, the shops on the shore have already prepared the crabs with yellow and oily fat, since it is rare to relax today, it is better to raise a glass and drink on this cruise ship, the crabs are fat and delicious with rice wine, and a group of people are waiting to drink and eat crabs, and there is a little more joy between talking and laughing.

It's just that Shen Lang suffered, and finally came to Jinling once, Qin Huai had no intention of visiting these ten miles, and this crab roe wine had nothing to do with him.

Jinling is a mysterious place, and the impression of Jinling is quite fatty, but it also reveals the vicissitudes of history.

Following the flow of the Qinhuai River, I don't know if I'm drunk, or it's too charming, half-drunk and half-awake, Qinhuai Bayan, Wuyi Lane, Zhuque Bridge, Wang Xie's former residence, Qinhuai Restaurant, painting boat, and so on in my mind over and over again, it seems that I have been intoxicated in this ten miles of Qinhuai.

……

I really drank too much, and when I woke up, I couldn't remember how I came back last night, I rubbed my head that wasn't awake from a hangover, got up and dressed, and saw that except for Shen Lang, who didn't go, only Ling Xuan and Chunting were like nothing, and everyone else was as sleepy-eyed as me.

After washing up and having a simple breakfast, we were about to set off when Chunting suddenly spoke.

"You go to Xiaoling first, I still have something to deal with."

Xue Nan looked at her, frowning and puzzled.

"Chunting, if you don't go to such a big thing, we don't know the bottom of our hearts."

"You go first."

Chunting's tone was resolute, making it impossible to refute.

"I'll go to you when I'm done."

Ling Xuan came out to play a round, yesterday everyone was rarely relaxed, he and Chun Ting were still able to stay awake, just with their self-control, I was ashamed of myself.

"Let's go, let's go, let's not find the statue today, let's go find clues first, even if Brother Ting is not there, it's not a big problem."

Seeing that the Spring Pavilion really didn't mean to go together, we had to cheer up and go to the Ming Tomb first.

The Ming Tomb is located at the southern foot of the Purple Mountain in Jinling, under the Mount Everest, and is the joint burial mausoleum of Zhu Yuanzhang and his queen Ma Shi. Because the queen Ma is called "Queen Xiaoci Gao", and because of the pursuit of filial piety to rule the world, it is called "filial piety".

At the same time, because the Ming Tomb directly influenced the Ming and Qing dynasties, the shape of more than 20 imperial tombs in more than 500 years, has a special position in the history of the development of the Ming and Qing dynasties, and has the reputation of "the first imperial mausoleum of the Ming and Qing dynasties" since ancient times.

Ming Xiaoling was built in the 14th year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty, and it took three years for Yongle to be built, and a total of 100,000 laborers were used successively, which lasted for 25 years. Inheriting the old system of the Tang and Song Dynasty emperors' mausoleums "relying on the mountains as the mausoleum", and creating a new system of square tombs for the mound. The harmony and unity of humanity and nature, reaching the perfect height of the unity of nature and man, has become an excellent model of the combination of traditional architectural art culture and environmental aesthetics.

Following the bustling flow of people, we saw the Xiamafang, the Forbidden Covenant Tablet, the Great Golden Gate, the Sacred Virtue Tablet Tablet Pavilion, the Imperial Bridge, the Stone Statue Road, the Stone Pillar, the Military General, the Wenchen, and the Lingxing Gate along the Shinto Road. After the Lingxing Gate folds to the northeast, it enters the main part of the cemetery. Before I could reach the Jinshui Bridge, I saw Ling Xuan standing in place, no longer moving forward.

Along the way, Ling Xuan's face seemed to be a little wrong, and he muttered to himself as he walked, I saw it in my eyes and went over to ask.

"What's the matter, Brother Xuan, have you found anything?"

"That's not right."

Ling Xuan's face was puzzled, and the words he said surprised me.

"How can this filial piety mausoleum be Zhu Yuanzhang's mausoleum?"

"What's wrong Ling Xuan, what's the problem here?"

Xue Nan saw Ling Xuan's doubts and asked puzzled.

Ling Xuan looked left and right, pinching and calculating in his hand from time to time, and his expression was even more affirmative.

"All emperors don't care about feng shui, and although there are long blessings in feng shui, at most one of the princes is buried, and it can never be the land of the emperor's tomb!"

"How can it not be the land of the emperor's tomb, I specially checked it before I came, and it is recorded in the book that there are clouds on Zhongshan Mountain, floating and floating, red and purple, people are kingly, and the dragon is hidden. Ming Taizu and Liu Chengyi, Xu Zhongshan, and Tang Dong Ouding were in the bedroom, each with their own aspirations, hidden in their sleeves. The three of them are together, and the acupoint is determined. ”

Xue Nan frowned, and slowly came out of his mouth a record in ancient books.

"Doesn't this mean that there is a red and purple royal spirit on Zhongshan Mountain, and Zhu Yuanzhang and the other three people jointly found this place as his tomb, how could it not be here?"

I didn't expect Xue Nan to really put her heart into it, this is the record of the site selection of the Ming Tomb in the book, and she actually deliberately recorded it.

Ling Xuan ignored our doubts, still kept looking around, and opened his mouth to ask.

"What nonsense, did you forget what the cruise ship said yesterday?"

I recalled in my mind what Ling Xuan said yesterday, and suddenly it suddenly dawned.

"Broken Fang Mountain, through Qin Huai, vent the king's anger, Zhu Yuanzhang can't see the king's anger in Jinling!"

Ling Xuan nodded, his tone firm and unquestionable.

"Yes, although you think this is a wild historical record, but it is true. Jinling's royal qi has been cut off by the ancestral dragon for a thousand years, unless the Qin Emperor is in person, it is absolutely impossible to have the slightest royal spirit, this record is false! ”

I thought about the record about Zhu Yuanzhang, and suddenly remembered something that was forgotten.

Zhu Yuanzhang started as a beggar, conquered the world in the south and the north, was suspicious by nature, and killed even more in his later years, killing more than 100,000 people at his hands. It is said that he himself knew that he had killed too much, and he was afraid that the burial place would be dug up after his death, so he made a secret decree before he died, wanting to use it to protect his mausoleum.

On the day of Zhu Yuanzhang's funeral, all the gates of Yingtianfu were opened, and coffins were sent out at each city gate, but in the end, he didn't know where his coffin was really buried.

In ancient times, many emperors would set up a grave of doubt after their death, but Zhu Yuanzhang did not, the funeral was public, but it was full of mystery, and many people did not know whether Zhu Yuanzhang was really buried in the Ming Tomb.

"It seems that this Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum is just Zhu Yuanzhang's suspicious tomb, used to hide people's eyes and ears, and it is not his real mausoleum."

Thinking of these legends, I bowed my head in frustration, and after some exploration, we reached a bottleneck again.

"It seems that we can only hope for it."

Ling Xuan said as he took out an object from his arms, and when I took a closer look, it turned out to be the ancient painting that I had forgotten.

"It seems that Jinling is right, and this filial piety tomb should also be a clue, Zhu Yuanzhang must not only be afraid that his tomb will be stolen, so he is suspicious, the real secret should be in this painting."

I looked at the ancient painting carefully, and the only one of the four lines of the poem that I had not deciphered was the last sentence.

100,000 flowing water in the west and east!