The location of the tomb and tombstone is excellent.

Just across the door from the Gu family's small courtyard, just across the street.

As early as the Wang Mang period, the houses around the Gu family's courtyard had all been returned to the imperial court.

After all these years, although this street is still in use, none of the houses around it are for sale, and there is nowhere to buy them.

Not to mention the ability to build tombs in the prosperous area not far from the center of the imperial capital.

This has nothing to do with having money or not, it's really a bit too outrageous.

Even in the metaphor of folk funerals, it is not very auspicious, not to mention in the bustling city, or the imperial capital and other places where every inch of land is expensive to build a tomb. How many dishes do you drink like this?

To accomplish such a feat is by no means an ordinary person.

Shang was originally talking about the drastic changes in heaven and earth experienced by the Xia Dynasty, and after sensing Gu Dan's gaze, he gradually stopped talking.

The two of them continued to walk forward in silence.

Along the way, all kinds of sounds came to my ears: the sound of crutches on the ground, the sound of the soles of feet falling to the ground, the sound of ruts rolling, the sound of horses neighing, the sound of pedestrians talking and laughing on the road

In the mortal dust, there are thousands of red dust rolling in, full of fireworks in the world.

Only the houses on both sides have been carved by wind and rain, and there are some dilapidated houses everywhere, which is obviously behind the prosperous imperial capital by an era.

The roads are new and wide, and the roads are smooth enough for people to drive through; The houses are dilapidated and quaint, and the wind and rain have left an indelible mark on the years.

The pedestrians on the road are laughing and playful, full of vitality; The houses on both sides are silent, quiet and peaceful.

During the more than 100 years of the Xia Dynasty, these very different things also gathered together quite harmoniously, making people feel separated.

It has become an inseparable part of the Xia Dynasty.

"Since you left, the Emperor decreed that the street could be repaired, but no construction was allowed on the houses on either side of the road. It can't stand up to the years of polishing, and it can only be maintained, not demolished and rebuilt. ”

At this time, Shang spoke again, but he was already mentioning the old man.

"Why?"

Gu Dan asked.

"The first emperor is afraid that when you come back, you won't be able to find a home."

Shang laughed.

There were some places in the Xia Dynasty that changed a lot.

But many places haven't changed.

What has changed is life, and what has not changed is the original intention since its establishment.

In the imperial capital of the Xia Dynasty, every day there are countless aspiring students eager to make contributions, countless celebrities and aspirants want to make great achievements here, and countless businessmen come and return.

Countless people gathered here to bring life to the Xia Dynasty.

The old things are gradually passing away, the tall buildings are falling, the avenue is wide and wide, and the people with their heads held high can proudly talk loudly to everyone, because they belong to the Xia Dynasty, which is the greatest pride, the pride of everyone in the Xia Dynasty.

The Xia Dynasty became more and more prosperous, and the imperial capital became more and more prosperous.

Outside of this, it is difficult to find the scenery of ten years ago in the imperial capital.

How can it remain unchanged for a hundred years?

Of course, change is not a bad thing, and countless people with lofty ideals have worked hard to make it possible for future generations to live a better life.

It's just that, in the midst of change, you might as well leave something behind, a way home.

When people are old, it is always easy to miss the old.

Gu Dan didn't say anything, the first emperor in Shang's mouth should be Emperor Chengping, but he was not familiar with Emperor Chengping, and he hadn't even met a few times.

It's just that walking on this brand new avenue and looking at the old houses on both sides of the street, although it seems a little out of place with the surroundings, it can be called a unique scenery.

For those who are really familiar with them, they can also evoke the deepest thoughts hidden in the heart.

Gu Dan became more and more silent, and even his steps were much slower.

But no matter how slow it is, the familiar houses still pass by and fall behind.

It didn't take too long, Gu Dan finally walked to the Gu family's courtyard, but he didn't look at the Gu family's courtyard, but came to the tomb at the opposite door, looking at a tombstone erected in front of the tomb.

【Tomb of the Prime Minister of the Xia Dynasty】

The clear eyes noticed the handwriting on the tombstone.

The pen walks the dragon and snake, vigorous and powerful, and the calligraphy is very good.

That stele is a very simple bluestone stele, in terms of the specifications of the prime minister of the Xia Dynasty, it is undoubtedly not very suitable for the identity, and even the tomb in front of him is extremely simple and quaint, not enough to boast.

If it weren't for the fact that the place was too amazing, this tomb wouldn't have looked out of place in the wilderness.

"Prime Minister Cang chose a location here before his death and insisted on being buried here."

Shang walked behind Gu Dan, took a step behind, and said softly: "The first emperor and I have persuaded him, but Prime Minister Cang will not listen. Even this bluestone tablet and the words on it were made by himself. ”

"That bastard has never even listened to me."

Gu Dan scolded.

He still remembered that in order to keep the little girl warm, that little bastard burned all the notes left by Ji Lao, which can be described as a great crime.

There were also books for him to study.

Therefore, Cang was also hung on a willow tree by him and smoked.

Knowing that it is wrong, resolutely do not change.

"Hah"

Shang laughed lightly and said, "Since you left, Prime Minister Cang Cheng has served in the position of the secretary of the Ministry of Rites for nearly ten years. Together with me and Xun Shi, he compiled the legal code of the Xia Dynasty, and contributed to Sheji.

After that, Xun Shi resigned, specializing in the way of Confucianism, so Prime Minister Cang also served as prime minister, until the first two years of his death, he resigned and lived here. ”

Shang pointed to the location of Cang's tomb.

Staying in the same place before and after death can only be said to be worthy of the cang.

"After two years of Prime Minister Cang's tenure, Xun Shi left the Xia Dynasty and traveled around the world, and I founded Legalism. Prime Minister Cang is a disciple of Mozi, a senior brother of Master Xun, my teacher, and your junior.

In the position of prime minister, he reconciled the contradictions between the temple, Mohist, Confucianism and Legalism, and he could speak in every aspect.

It is also because of Prime Minister Cang that there is no dominance in the Xia Dynasty. Whether it is Mo, Confucianism, law or imperial strategy, as long as it can make the Xia Dynasty better, Prime Minister Cang will not have any concerns because of the difference in views and ideas, and no one can say that he is biased. ”

Shang said slowly.

Although Cang is not very interesting, his identity is very big, and he is indeed talented.

He is Moqiu's protégé, Xun Ke's junior brother, Gu Dan's junior, and Shang's teacher.

Whether it is Confucianism, ink, or law, even the temple has to give him three points of face.

When Xun Ke also left the Xia Dynasty, no one was more suitable for the position of prime minister than Cang, and no one could.

In addition to being criticized for his personal style, Cang really hasn't left anything behind in business.

"Don't boast, don't boast, keep boasting, I'm afraid that he will show off to me in his dreams at night."

Gu Dan said.

"Haha, that's not all."

Shang casually began to talk about the black history of Cang, "When Prime Minister Cang was in power, he liked prosperity, loved beauties, had more than 100 wives and concubines, indulged in wine and meat, and was wild and wanton, and people were amazed by it, and people in the temple often impeached him for this."

In his later years, he resigned from his old age, his teeth fell out, he was difficult to swallow, he sucked human milk every day, and he was more than 100 years old.

Even let the imperial capital set off a good wind of eating human milk, for a time the imperial capital 'milk lady' is expensive, but the first emperor had a headache for a long time.

Before he was old, he still held my hand and asked me if I could secretly change the history books, he didn't ask for much, as long as he didn't let the 'nurse Jingui' such a thing pass on. ”

"Haha."

Gu Dan also laughed and joked: "Then have you changed it?" ”

"The history books are written in a book, and every word is a thousand words, how can it be changed?"

Shang pretended to spread his hands helplessly, "It's just that there are some poor emperors." ”

The two of them were talking and laughing in front of the tomb.

Anyway, the person being mentioned can't suddenly pick up the mound and angrily denounce injustice.

The living are the ones who can point fingers at the dead.

If you're not convinced, you jump up and hit me!

Cang probably took it.

Because he didn't jump.

"Prime Minister Cang has envied others in this life."

Eventually, Shang summed it up.

I really envy others.

Mozi, Xun Shi, Mr. Gu.

They are all the top talents among the dragons and phoenixes.

But Cang was able to grow beside these three at the same time - at least he was taken care of.

It was a little bit inferior to the birds and the monks, and Cang also pulled their beards and played.

The heroes who are among the best in the entire Xia Dynasty have been trampled on by Cang's feet, and they probably can't find a second person except for him.

It is very difficult for many people to ask for names that are still unattainable in the years, but for Cang, they are just ordinary things.

What the Holy Teacher, what Confucian leader, what guardian of the Xia Dynasty.

Didn't you still have to pee on me carefully?

But that's it.

Although Cang is very out of tune, it is this kind of out of tune that is really enviable and a mouthful of silver teeth is about to be crushed.

In the Xia Dynasty, it was impossible for anyone who looked at Prime Minister Cang's resume not to be jealous.

Even Emperor Qizhi once said: The life of Prime Minister Cang is rare in the world.

Is it really rare to be green?

It's still the environment in which Cang grows!

Even if you are a Chinese person, you can't achieve nothing in that kind of environment.

Not to mention that Cang is not so unbearable, in addition to the personal style is a little out of line, at most there is not much groundbreaking in terms of talent learning, but the strength is undoubted.

The prime minister of the Xia Dynasty, the first two are Gongshang Guo and Xun Ke.

How can a person who can take over really be a wine bag and a rice bag?

It's just that ordinary people prefer to listen to the unobtrusive side of the big guys, which is interesting and memorable.

As for what exactly he did during his reign and what efforts he made. Ordinary people don't care that much.

Now everything is conclusive, and there are descendants who say it.

Gu Dan walked in front of the bluestone stele.

The palm of the hand fell slightly.

It's cold to the touch.

There is no half temperature.

The wind blows and the sun blows, and the rain and snow pour.

The bluestone stele is still clean, and I think someone will wipe it from time to time.

But it is inevitable that there will still be some mottled traces of the years imprinted on it, with a bit of the heaviness of the years.

He won't speak again.

Never.

It doesn't matter if it's good, it's okay to pass.

In the end, it is just a handful of loess, a tomb, and a stone tablet.

This is the proof that man has come to earth.

Gu Dan was speechless for a long time.

Cang was brought up by his own hands.

The only one who has been raised from infancy to adulthood.

To say that there is no emotion is to deceive oneself.

But he was no longer willing to endure the feeling of being powerless to watch his juniors die again and again.

Time is like a knife, and the knife does not leave a trace.

Only engraved on the heart.

So he didn't wait for him to grow old, and he didn't wait for everything that the Xia Dynasty was familiar with to settle and irretrievable, so he had already stepped into the distance.

Maybe further afield, there will be a way.

But, no.

The suffering of life is nothing but life and death.

Which one is more fortunate or more unfortunate to revisit the old place, not to see it or to meet quietly?

Gu Dan didn't know.

He had lived for many years, had seen many people pass away, and had known many people, all of whom were of all kinds, saints, heroes, seekers, self-satisfied, and lowly monks who were struggling and could not be liberated

Those people's lives are different, but they always have the same place.

Is this the greatest injustice, or the greatest justice?

Gu Dan didn't know.

The white and slender fingers gently rubbed the surface of the bluestone stele.

In a trance, Gu Dan seemed to see a child beckoning to him, that little guy was really small, but only a few palms big.

But soon, he grew up by leaps and bounds.

A child babbling from babbling.

to the teenager who is making trouble everywhere.

and then to the young people who have started a family.

In the blink of an eye, there were even some "hateful faces".

It was so fast that Gu Dan was a little caught off guard, and he didn't even have time to say anything.

When Gu Dan came back to his senses, there was no baby in front of him, it was just a cold bluestone tablet.

There is a line of words engraved on it that have no emotion and no warmth.

Leave it for posterity to identify.

"Rest well."

Gu Dan said.

He turned around and walked towards the Gu family's courtyard.

Shang followed.

said softly: "Prime Minister Cang once told me that if I can see you again, I hope I can bring you a word." ”

"What?"

Gu Dan asked.

"Don't close the door."

“.”

Gu Dan stood in front of the door of the small courtyard.

The iron locks were covered in rust.

He reached out, grasped the lock, and squeezed it gently.

The door, which had been sealed in the dust for more than 60 years, was opened again.

It's not business as usual.

The courtyard of the Gu family's small courtyard was already covered with a layer of dust, as if the shadow of time had turned into a thin veil, covering everything.

The willow tree in the courtyard that was quite long-lasting, and which had been replanted by Gu Dan, had also withered and decayed, and had lost any vitality.

Trees also have age, and they can't resist age.

Even on both sides of the wall, all kinds of strange flowers and plants that Xiao Ying had carefully planted in the past were gone, and only in the corner of the wall, some remnants remained.

Yes, the more exotic flowers and plants are, the more they need to be carefully cared for and recuperated.

Otherwise, they will not live long.

Without Xiaoying taking care of the yard, those flowers have become uncared for and withered.

But in the midst of the old courtyard, there is still a place of life.

It was a blooming flower as bright as the sun.

Its whole body is bright red like fire, crystal like glass, when it is in full bloom, it is like the sun falling on the world, and there is a faint fragrance that fills the garden.

In a piece of old and dilapidated, it is scorching, like a fairy plant left in the world.

Sun chrysanthemum.

(End of chapter)