In the past two days, Cheng Zhong and Xue Lian Chengdu wanted to have a good chat with each other, and they both had the desire to have in-depth exchanges.

But every time they were alone together, they were too tired.

The children dozed off a lot, and just went to bed after dinner, and before they could say a word or two, they fell asleep.

There was no word all night.

When they got up at dawn, the two women had already prepared breakfast and prepared cooked jerky, dry food, and water that the two boys had brought with them.

Cheng Zhong and the others hadn't finished breakfast yet, and Yang Hao and a few partners had already come to the tent restaurant early.

So, the original team got on their horses again and set off in the northwest direction.

After about a quarter of an hour, the outline of the ancient castle can already be seen.

It seems to be the dividing line between the grassland and the Gobi, and it seems to be the edge of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, where the ancient castle is on the dividing line.

From a distance, the ancient castle is not big, like a bumpy ditch on the grassland.

But when I got to the front and took a look, I found that the looming traces of the ancient city were not small, and there were about five miles in radius.

I think in some distant era, this must have been a very prosperous place.

The tallest ruins are in the center of the castle, and the exposed part of the ground is about two meters high, probably a former bell tower or something.

The friends dismounted here, found a leeward place, and tied the horses well.

Cheng Zhong stood on the remaining mound and looked around, southeast and northwest, and the traces of the city gates on all sides could be faintly seen.

To the south of the ancient city is a wide grassland.

To the north, the terrain drops sharply, and the endless Gobi Desert is supposed to be connected to the famous Hexi Corridor.

Cheng Zhong couldn't help but fall into a thought:

Once upon a time, tens of thousands of humans should have lived here.

They may have herders, some soldiers.

There are heroic generals, commanding thousands of troops, training and fighting here.

It may be that in the vast surrounding land, the two armies once faced each other, and the flames of war were raging.

In short, inside and outside the castle, I don't know how many loves, hatreds, and hatreds, and joys and sorrows have been performed.

But today, those people and things that were once there, no matter how great or small, whether noble or obscene, have been ruthlessly annihilated in the dust of time.

The sky is still high, the grassland is still the same, and even the man-made castle still leaves ruins and ruins, and the original outline can be seen.

But where have people gone?

They disappeared completely, completely, forever.

Cheng Zhong thought of himself from this.

Today he and a group of children are gathering and having fun here, and in many years, they will also disappear completely, completely, and forever in this world!

At that time, no one will know about their existence, no one will remember what they have done, and no one will be able to imagine their joys and sorrows!

Thinking of this, Cheng Zhong couldn't help but shudder, and a helpless despair was born from the bottom of his heart.

Cheng Zhong is an extremely sensitive person when he is young.

Since entering the Tibetan Plateau, he has considered the issue of life and death several times.

Today, standing in the castle, the history of the past is at your feet.

For the first time in his life, he realized so truly the inevitability of life and death.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel sad in my heart, and two tears welled up in my eyes and hung on my cold cheeks.

In fact, Cheng Zhong's mental age is obviously different from his peers.

A bitter childhood of starvation made his mind mature prematurely.

At the Xining Railway Station, he was full of compassion for the many people who were suffering like himself.

In the face of the pitiful experience of Ma's second wife, he showed sympathy everywhere.

Seeing the human skeletons scattered on the grassland of Haibei, he was in awe and reminisced about their past lives.

Zhao Ying was full of guilt and apology in his heart because of his disappearance, and he was determined to rely on his own strength to save this amiable and respectable Tibetan uncle.

Even yesterday, in the face of the beautiful scenery of the glacial sunset, he could not bear to rush by and spoil the magic and beauty of nature......

All this is enough to show that his world of thoughts and emotions has grown rapidly, far surpassing his peers.

Just like now, when he saw the castle, the big boys in his company were just "chirping" and shouting, and no one would look at the faint historical ruins like him and burst into tears.

Xue Liancheng had been paying attention to Cheng Zhong, and at this time, seeing him standing motionless on a high place, he also turned over on the mound and landed beside him.

Seeing Cheng Zhong's dull eyes, he was a little panicked in his heart.

Then, seeing that Cheng Zhong actually began to cry, his heart was even more shocked.

He immediately hugged Cheng Zhong's neck with both hands, wiped away his tears for him, and asked repeatedly:

"Little brother, little brother, you ...... What's wrong with you, think...... Do you think of anything sad?"

Yang Hao and a few other friends heard Xue Liancheng's shouting, and they also climbed up the mound curiously.

"Ho ho ...... I'm fine, I'm fine. Hey, I'm really sorry, I didn't know what happened just now, I thought about it and I shed tears, but now it's okay!"

Cheng Zhong saw that everyone was concerned about him, his face was a little unnatural, and he quickly laughed self-deprecatingly and explained to his companions.

Everyone huddled on the mound, turned their bodies, and looked around.

It's like an outlet.

A cold wind with the smell of ice and snow drilled into the person's body from the collar, cuffs and trouser legs, and the little heat in the body quickly disappeared.

"I'm feeling a little cold, why don't we have a fire and warm up!" Sung Zhong suggested.

"Yes, it's too cold in the morning, let's bake the fire and talk first, and then play hide and seek until noon!" Yang Hao took the lead in responding.

The terrain here is relatively convex in the grasslands of the Ichima Pingchuan.

The wind of the plateau blew the dead grass and branches under the slopes, and piled them up thickly, and there was no shortage of materials for starting fires.

The buddies jumped off the mound and pulled the various ignition materials together.

As a puff of green smoke came out, the flames "crackled and peeled" and soon turned into a raging fire.

The flames were so baked that Zhong Zhong and the others retreated one after another.

"Go find some sand and throw some sand on the fire, and you can control the fire." Yang Hao shouted loudly to several of his little followers.

There was a pile of sand on the north side of the castle, and a little friend took off his Tibetan robe, filled it with sand, and two or three people carried it back.

The fire was quickly brought under control, and the friends laughed and sat down around the campfire.

Cheng Zhong is still immersed in nostalgia, and in order to get rid of this emotion, he said to everyone:

"Guys, I just remembered a historical story, I wonder if you want to hear it?"

"Yes", "Of course I want to hear it!" shouted the little friend.

After that, the scene fell silent and everyone pricked up their ears.

Xue Lian Cheng also sat next to Cheng Zhong and stared blankly at his mouth.

"I don't know if you've heard of two famous historical figures on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau - Songtsen Gampo and Princess Wencheng?" asked Cheng Zhong, his eyes swept over each of his friends.

"I've heard about them, but I don't know what they're doing. Yang Hao replied honestly.

A few other friends, some said they knew, and some said they didn't know.

"Like...... It seems that they are still two immortals!" Xue Liancheng whispered with some uncertainty.

"I read a script a while ago, called "Songtsen Gampo and Princess Wencheng", and today when I arrived at the ancient castle, I touched the scene, so I will tell their story. Cheng Zhong said while recalling the plot of the script.

"What era is that?" asked a friend.

"I don't remember exactly the exact time, but I know that it happened in the Tang Dynasty.

The Tang Dynasty was the most powerful dynasty in the history of the Han people, and China at that time was supposed to be the most powerful country in the world, and the capital Chang'an, which is now Xi'an, was the most prosperous city in the world.

People from all over the world regard Chang'an as the capital of the 'Celestial Empire', and come to worship and do business.

At that time, in the snowy region, which is now the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, a great figure appeared, that is, Songtsen Gampo.

At that time, the people who lived in the snowy region were called Tibetan people.

Songtsen Gampo's father was very remarkable, I forgot his name, he was the king of the largest Tibetan people.

Songtsen Gampo was nurtured by his father since he was a child.

When he was ten years old, he was very strong and outstanding in martial arts, and he was no one in the palace.

He dared to ride a horse alone into the wilderness to hunt bison and wild horses, both for fun and for exercise. ”

Cheng Zhong paused at this point and watched the reactions of his friends.

"He was younger than we are now, was he so powerful?"

"It turns out that he was born a man of God!"

The friends talked about it, and then stopped talking again, and looked at Cheng Zhong together, waiting for him to continue.

"Do you know that there are many ancients in history who rose to prominence as a teenager and became wise and courageous.

For example, Zhou Yu during the Three Kingdoms period began to learn art at the age of seven, and was already proficient in the art of war at the age of nine.

For another example, Ganluo during the Warring States Period became the prime minister at the age of twelve.

There are also the great general Huo Qubing during the period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and Luo Cheng, the general of Li Shimin in the early years of the Tang Dynasty, and so on.

The young heroes of ancient times are countless miles!

Songtsen Gampo is such a young hero.

He was not only strong in martial arts, but also proficient in crafts, calculus and various knowledge.

When he was thirteen years old, his father was poisoned.

At a time when the country was in danger, he inherited the throne.

He first devised a clever plan to kill the conspirators who poisoned his father.

Then they united the tribes, reduced taxes, won the hearts and minds of the people, and built an elite and powerful army.

Among his troops, there were not only brave soldiers, but also highland wolves who fought side by side with the soldiers.

One man, one horse and one wolf become an organic combat combination, making his troops invincible.

In just two years, he put down all kinds of rebellions, put an end to the situation of the snowy plateau, and formed a unified and powerful Tubo Dynasty.

Songtsen Gampo sent many young people to foreign countries to learn phonology, and when they returned to China, they created 30 letters to spell the Tibetan language, which was the earliest Tibetan language.

Songtsen Gampo admired the powerful Tang Dynasty very much, so he sent an envoy to Tang Taizong Li Shimin to ask for a 'peace of kin' who wanted to marry a princess of the Tang Dynasty.

In order to unite Tibet and stabilize the western border, Tang Taizong agreed to Songtsen Gampo's request. ”

Cheng Zhong spoke unhurriedly and eloquently.

The stories he told led the thoughts of his friends to that long era in the depths of history.