Chapter 467: A Trip to the Qinling Mountains

"Brother Yue, if you really want to go to Qinling, I can take you on a trip, and I just happen to meet your uncle and grandfather, maybe I can help you!"

Yue Guanchao was about to discuss this matter with Tang Dayang, and when he saw that he took the initiative to help, how could he disagree, so he thanked him: "Then thank you Brother Tang, we will leave tomorrow morning, and you can say hello at a good time." ”

"Understand, in the past few days, I have asked Uncle Sha and Daqin to watch the car dealership, and I will take you there tomorrow."

Yue Guanchao was originally a resignation today, but seeing that the problem they cared about the most was solved, the stone in their hearts finally landed, and several people took advantage of their happiness to open a banquet, and Lele drank the practice wine, just waiting for tomorrow to leave.

Early the next morning, they packed up their things and rushed to Yongning Gate in the south of Xijing with Tang Dayang, it was really inconvenient for everyone to ride horses with things, Yue Guanchao had to rent a carriage from a shack outside the city, and gave enough money to ask the coachman to take them out of the city gate.

As soon as they came out of Xijing City, everyone left the Fangzheng City far behind, and when they saw the thick and towering Big Wild Goose Pagoda, there was no city building in front of them, only to see the ice and snow melt in the vast plain, showing the mottled color of loess.

A few days ago, the snow had not melted, and they only saw the snow-covered yellow plain at this time, the loess plain was vast, the ravines were continuous, the plateau was undulating, and in the cold wind, the driver opened his throat and roared out a song of Xintianyou: "The mule that goes to the head of the head Oh, the lamp of the three lamps, the bell on the oops, the sound of oh wow wow~~~"

This voice, simple and natural, high-pitched and enthusiastic, was like a sharp sword splitting the sky and raising the boundless loess, leading them to run towards the Qinling Mountains.

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Shaanxi Province, South, Qinling

Cross the Orange River and wade through the Fan River.

As soon as they approached the southern Shaanxi line, everyone had already seen the wasteland gradually retreating, and the Qinling Mountains stretched majestically, appearing in front of Yue Guanchao's eyes, and everyone looked at the endless mountains covered by clouds and fog, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"The dragon vein of China comes out of Kunlun, the Qinling Mountains are the relics of Kunlun, the backbone of China, the two thousand miles of mountains stretch endlessly, seventy-two valleys and thousands of peaks, constituting a huge mountain system from Gan Province in the west to Henan Province in the east, and Zhongnan Mountain is also one of the sub-mountains of the Qinling Mountains."

Xu Xiake opened the sedan curtain and looked at the mountain peak in front of him, muttering in his mouth, Tang Dayang saw that he was very familiar with Qinling, and asked, "Xu Daochang is also from Shaanxi Province?" ”

"Well, a native of Taohuawu in Fanchuan County!"

Tang Dayang only cared about Yue Guanchao and Song Siyuan, and when he saw that there were his fellow villagers in the crowd, he was so happy that he clapped his hands again and again: "Hey, the township party, the township party, I haven't noticed it for so long, I really don't know anyone." ”

"It's easy to say, since you are from Tanglingzhai, then I won't take them back to the mountain, and when I finish participating in the ceremony, I will go down the mountain to meet you, and you will go to Tanglingzhai under the mountain first!"

Xu Xiake originally thought that Yue Guanchao and they had just arrived in Qinling, and they were unfamiliar with the place and needed a guide, so they planned to take them to Yuji Mountain first and then go down the mountain to Tangling Village.

The kung fu of speaking has reached the mouth of Taiyiyu Valley.

The Qinling Mountains are thousands of ravines, said to be seventy-two valleys, and the number of river valleys is far greater than seventy-two, forming a fishbone spur-like structure that connects to the Xijing Rivers and finally joins the Wei River!

That Taiyiyu, that is, is located at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, along the river valley retreat can take the Zhongnan shortcut, into the Qinling Mountains deep mountain, the geographical location is very important.

It was still early, Yue Guanchao and they got out of the carriage and stood at the mouth of Taiyiyu Valley and looked nearby.

The mountains are high and steep, the valleys are narrow and deep, the turbulent estuaries flow through the rugged rivers, the deer chirp in the empty valleys, the wild birds chirp, and the deep and ethereal valleys make people's hearts calm down at once.

It was almost afternoon, and the warm winter sun was hanging high in the sky, and the snow and ice in the mountains were gradually melting, revealing the still green holly vegetation, and the higher peaks on both sides were either hanging with snow or tangled in clouds and mist, which made it difficult to see.

Further ahead, you can see that there is a hanging mountain village on the side of the ancient road, half into the valley and half on the mountainside, it seems to be the Tangling village in the photo.

"Brother Yue, Brother Tang, let's separate here, I'll ask the coachman to send me back to Yuji Mountain, and you will continue to walk forward, I see that it is not far from Tangling Mansion and others."

"Cheng, you can go, we can just walk over by ourselves."

After Yue Guanchao finished speaking, Xu Xiake took the horseman and hurried back to Yuji Mountain near Zhongnanling.

"Let's go, we can only work a little hard~"

Yue Guanchao and they got off the horse and walked in the valley, everywhere you can see cliffs and ancient roads full of castle towers and lookouts, but they are already rotten, not to mention people standing on them, even if the wind blows over, they can squeak and slag.

"Brother Tang, what are these things for?"

Song Siyuan felt that the shape of the fort tower and the lookout tower was close to the ancient style, and the answer in her heart was not very sure, so she decided to ask Tang Dayang.