October 2, 2019, early morning, Beijing, Tiananmen Square.

The grand military parade, the pleasing national gala and the star-studded fireworks show have all come to an end. The festive atmosphere of the 70th birthday of the motherland has not yet dissipated, some people sleep with beautiful dreams, and some people take advantage of this high fighting spirit to hit the keyboard (mistyped) to fight at work.

At this time, the sanitation workers in charge of cleaning on Chang'an Avenue are among the loveliest people who are fighting hard. The collection and distribution of millions of people will always leave some traces. Sanitation workers worked tirelessly to carry out early morning operations, and are trying to restore Shili Chang'an to its usual no-makeup demeanor.

"Lao Li, look, what is this?"

"See, huh? This is a fragment of last night's prop, right? ”

"Yo, it looks like an imitation oracle bone. Lao Li, are you literate? ”

"Just kidding, can you be a capital sanitation worker without any education? Isn't it oracle bones? I'll read it to you, that, what is in the sky, what is longevity and Yongchang. What is the back of this, what is one, one ......"

"Unified! The same as the skein is a unified word. The latter sentence is, celebrate the whole world! Your oracle level, huh~"

"Hey, Lao Zhang, it's kind of interesting. Hey, I said this is a prop fragment. Universal celebration! Hey, it's quite exquisite, it's really like a turtle shell, and it's very auspicious to make an ornament at home. ”

"Come on, take it! Universal celebration! It's auspicious, and you can pretend that you know a few oracle bones, right? ”

"Hey! Lao Zhang, what do you say! You, don't go! ……”

On a certain day in the early week, Yanjing, Yanwang Farewell.

Two silver-haired old men were picking vegetables and fruits in the garden.

"Uncle Zhao, you invited me all the way from North Korea to pick vegetables with you?"

(Author's case: Regarding the name of North Korea, there is a note in the text, and it will not be remarked here.) ）

"Brother Jizi, don't be so mean. On weekdays, Wu'er sits in Yandi, and my old bones are also rare to come once. It's not just that I want to meet up with old friends, pick vegetables, and have a drink. After this time, I don't know if there will be a next time. ”

"Hey, hey! Who are you cursing? ”

Zhao Gongxiao smiled but did not answer, searching for his favorite target in the vegetable field, "Look at this garden, no one has taken care of it for more than ten years, and it has become like this." Ay? ”

Zhao Gong walked quickly to a green onion grass, "Brother Jizi, come and see, this plant looks like a green onion." ”

When Jizi heard this, he seemed to be twenty years younger suddenly, and the two tiger steps jumped over, leaning over to take a closer look, "It's really the green onion of the green ridge, how can it grow here?" Hey, the ancestors have moved in for more than a thousand years, and today's merchants have long been ignorant of the taste of shallots.

Let's just cook it today. If you miss it this time, I don't know if there will be a next time. ”

Zhaogong laughed, "Hey, this time it's your own brother!" ”

Zhao Gong waved a few hoes, and suddenly seemed to touch something hard, hurriedly abandoned the hoe and dug fiercely, digging out a tortoise shell the size of a copper basin, "What is this?" ”

When Jizi saw this, his eyes were shining, and he exclaimed, "Peng Kengjia! ”

"Huh? Is it Peng Zu's thing? ”

"Yes, in the past, Peng Keng got the Tao and got the proverb of the Great Peng Kingdom for 800 years, so he hung up his armor and gave up. However, the armor he used has been channeled with spiritual energy, and every 800 years he divides a hexagram, and the present world should be prophesied, and the strength of the prophecy is stronger than a hexagram, and the four turns are holy, and they are immortal. O Zhaogong, this is a holy thing, and we must put it back. Since Peng Zu hid the holy relics here, this place must be a place where the aura gathers, which can lay the foundation of the great cause! ”

In 382 BC, Yanjing.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! In the garden sealed by the ancestors, a piece of tortoise shell inexplicably appeared today! ”

"Present to Dazai, beg."

"Congratulations to King Yan! As the saying goes, if you break Qi and cut Hu, you can succeed in hegemony. Be cautious of internal troubles, and look forward to Jiuding. ”

"Haha, haha! Summoning ancestors, can you hear me? God bless me with a big swallow! ”

A.D. 419, Calf.

"King Wei, further forward is the area controlled by the Yan State, shall we continue to advance?"

Under the yellow umbrella was Wei Jun Tuoba heir, he raised his horsewhip lightly, pointing to the dazzling sun in the east, "We are out hunting this time, not fighting." I, the heir of Tuoba, also came here as a private person to see what he dared to do to me. Come on, keep up! ”

At the end of the vastness, it is a dilapidated manor.

The king of Wei stood on his horse and whipped him, and immediately a soldier rushed in and visited first.

"Report, this garden is not inhabited, it is dilapidated, only this thing seems to be new, unstained with dust."

King Wei took it, and when he saw that it was a tortoiseshell fragment, he handed it to a cane rider beside him, "Eldest Sun Song, I will explain it." ”

The eldest grandson Song took the fragment, his face was happy, and he read aloud, "The troubled times will be extreme, and the one who obeys the sky is Wei." Conquer Simonan, don't go against the times. ”

In 1219 A.D., under the city of Zhongdu.

"Report the Great Khan, Zhang Shuai's southern expedition is a great victory, Xiong, Yi, Bao, and Anzhuzhou are all determined."

"Well, in this way, Ben Khan can rest assured that he will march west. Yelu Chucai! ”

"The minister is here!"

"Last night Ben Khan found something in the Golden Palace Ancient Garden. Qing is quite obscene in ancient Chinese languages, can you solve my doubts? ”

"Serve yourself."

A eunuch had already presented a piece of tortoise shell with a gold plate.

Yelu Chucai held it with both hands and looked at it carefully.

A moment later, an exclamation, sixteen words, blurted out,

"After Nuwa, there is all Kyushu. A generation of Tianjiao, the golden dragon! ”

》》》》》 only to congratulate the 70th anniversary of the birth of the motherland with this text, I am a young China, and I will live forever. 《《《《《