At the same time, 3,000 kilometers away, across the archipelago, the East China Sea, the North China Plain and the Loess Plateau, the coffin of the little prince of the Tang Dynasty was crossing the Yellow River between the Qin and Jin dynasties.

Under the scorching sun, the west wind swept the yellow sand all over the sky, and there were ninety-nine bends of the Yellow River, only this bend was the most dangerous, deeply cutting the valley of Tongshan Mountain.

At the head of the convoy, four horses outside the mouth, carrying four knights in fluttering clothes.

Twenty-eight or nineteen years old, with a centipede-like scar on the right side of his face, wrapped in a northwest turban, the eldest girl and the little daughter-in-law saw this face, first felt terrible and felt pity, if there was no scar, he would be a handsome and charming man; the second was an old man, with two black and white beards, and he rode on the back of a fiery horse without difficulty; The third is like an iron tower, young, but the body embryo is long, and the horse under the crotch is hard; The last one, however, was a girl, riding a snow-white horse, and her appearance was very handsome, which made people feel pity, and she was wearing a homespun robe, and she was drenched in sweat in the summer.

Ah Hai, Daddy, and Dehuan...... He is one of the best assassins in the world.

Sixteen-year-old Ah Yu is their master.

Behind the four horses, there is a carriage drawn by eight horses, carrying a huge coffin, which is tightly covered with oil-paper cloth to prevent rain from drenching the longevity. Passing through many villages along the way, the old people looked at this big coffin with envy, if only they could put it in it after they died, and they could also bless their children and grandchildren with safety. Some people speculate that this is a dignitary, either a warlord or a member of Parliament.

The Assassins and their masters escaped from the Dharma Mountain, returned to Gubeikou, and ascended the Fairy Tower. They transported the coffin of Li Longqi, the king of Zhongnan County, the little prince of the Tang Dynasty, down the Great Wall through the ropeway, took the Juyong Pass to Zhangjiakou, and then entered the Jinzhong Valley through the Yanmen Pass to Taiyuan, and the Empress Dowager Cixi fled west in the year of Gengzi. The convoy turned west, crossed the Luliang Mountains, and came to the crossing of the Yellow River.

I chartered a ferry boat and tossed through the stormy seas. Ah You listened to the Gong Gong singing about the Xintianyou in northern Shaanxi, and the coffin of the little prince crossed the Yellow River without danger, and finally came to the boundary of Shaanxi.

The Loess Plateau is crisscrossed by ravines, and the scenery along the way is either barren mountains or cave dwellings. Under the scorching sun, the wind and sand are blind, the land is cracked, and the farmers kneel in front of the Dragon King Temple to beg for rain. A humorous silently sang "The head of the green dragon, the white dragon tail, the child begs for joy on a rainy day." The wheat is browned, and the dragon king is started. Big down and small down, the first one to eighteen. Mahasattva......"

The convoy carried the Tang Dynasty coffin all the way to the south. Pass through the Mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor on Qiaoshan, cross the straight road of Qin Shi Huang on the Meridian Ridge, and gradually descend to the Guanzhong Plain, and Qianxian County is already in sight.

"Qianling!"

Ah Hai pointed to the two peaks protruding in the wilderness, which looked like a woman's plump breasts from a distance, so it was commonly known as Nipple Mountain.

The assassin father came on horseback: "The Qianling Tomb was built in Liangshan, with a total of three peaks, and Tang Gaozong Li Zhi and Empress Wu Zetian were buried under the highest north peak. The twin peaks in the south are lower, facing each other from east to west, and the middle is Sima Dao, which resembles a milk peak. ”

Ah You was a little shy when she heard it, looking at the three peaks of Qianling from a distance, she looked like a noble lady lying on her back to the sky.

"Tang Gaozong died in Luoyang, the eastern capital, and Wu Zetian summoned two great feng shui masters, Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng, to find a piece of auspicious land for ten thousand years. The two used different astrological feng shui techniques to find the same dragon vein and the same golden well. Yuan Tiangang buried a copper coin, and Li Chunfeng inserted an iron nail. Wu Zetian ordered to dig up the dragon's lair, and found that Li Chunfeng's iron nail happened to be pierced into Yuan Tiangang's copper coin square hole, which is the legend of the Qianling point point. Look at the towers on these twin peaks, just like the nipples on the breasts, Wu Zetian specially strengthened the acupoint of the 'heroine guarding the palace'. ”

"Daddy, stop nagging, let's go down and have a look."

Tuhuan rushed down the deserted Tang Dynasty imperial mausoleum, came to both sides of the Shinto outside the Suzaku Gate, and saw dozens of tall stone statues, all dressed as Hu people from the Western Regions. The stone statue has no head, as if it has been cut off by a brush, leaving only half of its neck or shoulder. The headless horseman guarding in front of the mausoleum made the knight who was also from the grassland feel panicked.

"This is the statue of sixty-one ministers."

Assassin Daddy arrived. Ah You and the assassin Ah Hai drove the huge carriage to bring the coffin of the little prince of the Tang Dynasty to Qianling.

"The little grandson has come to the grave of his grandparents!"

The old man got off the horse and grabbed the wheel of the carriage, and the young man lying in this catalpa coffin was the grandson of Gaozong Li Zhi and Empress Wu Zetian.

Grandpa Li Zhi, grandma Wu Zetian, and youngest grandson Li Longqi......

Three generations of grandparents and grandchildren, spanning 1,200 years of reunion, actually made heaven and earth have a sense. The four horses neighed one after another, and the eight horses pulling the carriage, if they hadn't been holding on desperately, would have galloped away with the little prince.

Ah You walked in front of the statue of the sixty-one ministers with the severed heads, the warriors who were loyal to the guard, symbolizing the prestige of the Tang Dynasty spreading overseas and submitting to countless small vassal states.

On both sides of the Sima Road of Qianling, the north is close to Tuque, and the south is Weng Zhong, and there are two stone tablets. The west is called the Shusheng Ji Tablet, Wu Zetian sang the monument of virtue for her husband Gaozong Li Zhi, and the empress personally wrote more than 5,000 words of inscription. There are seven sections of the top, body, and seat, representing the sun, moon, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Black lacquer tablet, the word is filled with gold powder.

And the corresponding to the stele of the sacred era is the wordless stele on the east side. Ah You is not interested in the stele with words, but lingers in front of the wordless stele.

As the name suggests, there is no word tablet, not a word.

Is it the merit that is left for future generations to comment? Or is Wu Zetian consciously meritorious, which is beyond the reach of any words?

Different from the seven-section stone monument erected for her husband, Wu Zetian gave himself a complete boulder, as high as the sky, weighing 100 tons...... There were no cranes in the Tang Dynasty, and this kind of boulder could only come from the depths of the Qinling Mountains hundreds of miles away. Stone excavation has been like Shu road is difficult to climb to the sky, after the simple processing of the stonemason, and then to transport down the steep valley, through the white deer plain and other loess plateau, and then cross the Weishui, the mountains and rivers are bumpy, how much manpower and animal power should be consumed? And how many lives will be sacrificed?

People say that one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, and a monument will also be ten thousand bones withered!

The wordless stele is engraved with eight dragons, the movement and stillness are appropriate, the scales are distinct, and the staggered and entangled. There are dragon lines carved on both sides of the stele, and the dragon soars in the sun. The stele pedestal is on the sunny side, the line engraves the lion and horse fighting each other, the horse with the hooves bowed to the head, and the mighty lion - the lion and the horse, which is also a commonly used family emblem in Europe.

She seemed to touch the body temperature of a great woman.

The eight-horse-drawn cart, the coffin of Wu Zetian's grandson, came to the wordless monument.

Dad suddenly spoke: "The Eighteen Tang Emperor's Tombs in Guanzhong, only the Qianling Tomb has not been robbed." Because under this tomb, there is a tomb of the Son of Heaven. ”

"And the key to digging up the Qianling—" the Assassin Ah Hai patted the Tang Dynasty coffin on the carriage, "this is it!" ”

"Don't touch the coffin!"

Despite the two layers of waterproof oiled paper cloth, Ah You frowned and reprimanded Ah Hai loudly.

"I'm sorry, master!" Ah Hai twisted the scar on his right cheek, "Since we have obtained the coffin of the little prince, why don't we try to open the Qianling?" ”

Open Qianling?

As soon as these words came out, the assassins looked panicked, and the father's face was as dead as ashes, and Ah You almost fell down in front of the wordless monument.

There was a rumbling sound from the ground, which seemed to have been heard by Wu Zetian. The coffin on the carriage vibrated with it, like the legendary "corpse". The scorching sun over Qianling has been engulfed by thick clouds. The Loess Plateau in the northeast, the ghost gate in the gossip, a burst of flying sand and rocks, covering the sky and the sun, just like a sandstorm in Beijing in spring. The four horses were panicked again, and Daddy hurriedly grabbed the rope. Ah You was blinded by the wind and sand, and tears rippled, like crying for the two Tang Dynasty emperors, and mourning for the little prince who was displaced.

Hail fell from the clouds, beginning like tiny snow particles, then into hard eggs, and then bigger like stones. One of them happened to hit Ah Hai's head, smashing a blood pit on the spot.

"Protect the little prince!"

The master of the assassins, Ah You, shouted loudly, and Tuohuan also jumped into the carriage, took out the layers of robes and hats, and spread them on the surface of the coffin wrapped in two layers of oiled paper cloth.

Daddy hurriedly bowed and kowtowed in the face of the Qianling Seal: "Emperor Gaozong and Emperor Zetian are above, please forgive me for being disrespectful!" ”

The hail didn't stop, it seemed that there was a bomber hiding in the clouds, dropping deadly bombs and smashing on the wordless monument and sixty-one headless stone statues! Four Assassins and twelve horses were about to be stoned to death...... 10