After the Yongjia Rebellion, he crossed to the south. A large number of northern scholars went south, and soon a large group of northern overseas Chinese was created in the land south of the Yangtze River.

A large number of northerners have come south, bringing not only integration and exchange, but also the struggle of local interests and ethnic space.

Of course, regional discrimination and rural disputes have never been less, and it seems that this is still the case thousands of years later, let alone now.

The two ethnic groups in the north and south do not like each other, which has always been a headache for Jiankang's small court, and it is also one of the reasons why the Eastern Jin Dynasty has not been able to successfully go on the Northern Expedition. It can be seen from the fact that people with overseas Chinese surnames in the north call southerners tapirs, and southerners call northerners Lingzi, which can be seen.

The fierce conflict of interests has always been the chronic disease of the small court of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. The world of chaos is also like a big wave sweeping sand, and there are very few overseas Chinese families who can take advantage of the wind like Wang Xie, and more northern scholars quickly fell after losing their northern foundation.

Although Liu Yao's family has a prominent ancestor, in this generation, it has almost fallen into defeat. Compared with Liu Bei, who sold straw sandals back then, it is a little better, and it is limited.

Liu Yao and Zhou Cheng played diagonal chess and were already in a hurry, they forgot to go home for dinner, halfway through a game of chess, Zhou Cheng suddenly smiled, and casually erased the chessboard painted on the ground, and looked at the ignorant boy in front of him with a rather gloating and said: "Come here today for this, your mother is looking for you, I'll go first, you go home quickly!"

Liu Yao, who was scratching his heart and lungs and was lowering his head, when he raised his head, he found that there was already no one in front of him, and hurriedly looked around, but found that there was an empty space everywhere, where could he still see Zhou Cheng's figure?

But my own grandmother looked very badly and looked for a bamboo branch. Liu Yao immediately saw that the situation was not good and was ready to escape, but how could Sun Monkey escape from the palm of the Buddha.

"Stinky boy, I forgot to go home when I played, it's just lawless!" The mother held a bamboo branch, like a chicken and a duckling escorting Liu Yao home.

"No, no, I'm just playing chess with an old man!" Liu Yao hurriedly explained.

"Nonsense, that old man will play chess with you as a yellow-mouthed child, what about the old man? You are alone here, you can play by yourself! What kind of deception are you doing?"

"Smack, smack, smack!"

"Let you talk nonsense, let you talk nonsense" The bamboo branch was raised high and fell heavily, hitting Liu Yao for a while, don't want to be wronged.

For the future emperor, Zhou Cheng has no guilt. This time I came here but I was interested, so feel free to come and have a look. The Mandate of Heaven was born early, and now I can't see any true dragon energy here.

I don't know if ten years later, when he comes again, will the emperor's Lao Tzu remember the relationship when he was the head of the horn!

Leaving Jingkou, Zhou Cheng followed the land route along the river, and before he went far, he was blocked by a funeral procession.

Zhou Cheng saw a white banner coming from a distance, so he hurriedly avoided it like a pedestrian on the official road.

The funeral procession looks quite grand, not only are there sorcerers wearing ghost masks in front of them to guide the way, but also many Taoist monks chanting sutras along the way, praying for the blessings of the dead.

Filial sons and grandsons, relatives and friends lined up in a long line, and the crying of Mai Sushu shook the sky.

Perhaps because the journey was not short, the coffin of the deceased was not carried by a person, but pulled by an ox cart. The fiery red color on the heavy coffin was quite eye-catching, and it slowly passed in front of Zhou Cheng's eyes, but Zhou Cheng's brows instantly wrinkled, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

Because the carriages behind were loaded with eight or nine-year-old boys and girls, and at this time they were all bound and stunned in the carriage, and followed the funeral procession all the way.

Zhou Cheng didn't have to think about it to know what these boys and girls were used for. The living enjoyed all the glory and wealth before his death, and he was not willing to give up when he died?

"Dare to ask Brother Tai, who is the deceased in this family, it seems that he is not small?" Zhou Cheng asked quietly as he pulled over an old man riding a donkey beside him.

"You don't know this, the deceased is the grandfather of the county lieutenant of this county!" the old man glanced at Zhou Cheng and said.

"I see!" Zhou Cheng nodded and pointed to the carriage lane behind the coffin: "What's on the carriage, could it be that they are all the county lieutenant's family?"

"Shhh

"No one in the government cares about such a cruel thing?" Zhou Cheng asked disapprovingly.

"Do you know what's in that carriage?" asked Lao Suo, looking at Zhou Cheng in surprise.

"It looks like a little boy and a girl!" Zhou Cheng replied honestly.

Hearing this, Lao Suo smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said: "These boys and women are all collected from poor families, and they have money and food to compensate them, and their parents have not dared to speak out, so how can outsiders dare to ask? Who dares to ask?"

"You have a lot of martyrs here?" Zhou Cheng faintly heard another hint of asking, so he asked.

"Originally, there weren't many, but since the county Immortal Master Zhang opened the altar to teach Lu and heard the law of ghosts and gods in the countryside, there have been more of them?" replied Lao Suo.

"Oh!" Zhou Cheng nodded when he heard this, and he was about to ask again, but he found that Lao Su suddenly stopped talking, and took a half step back, Zhou Cheng turned his head, just in time to see someone in the funeral procession looking at him with an unkind face.

The long procession meandered through until it disappeared from the sight of passers-by, and the passers-by became active again.

Zhou Cheng declined Lao Suo's plan to return home with him, and arched his hand as a farewell.

"I don't know where Brother Tai is going?" Lao Suo is a lot of old age, and he immediately asked when he saw Zhou Cheng's appearance.

Zhou Cheng shook his head and said: "Taking people as sacrifices, the world is not ashamed, people don't ask, people don't ask, I'll ask!"

After Zhou Cheng finished speaking, he turned around and strode towards the direction of the funeral procession, Lao Suo couldn't stop it, and wanted to catch up and stop Zhou Cheng, but he gave up after all, and in the end, he could only look at Zhou Cheng's distant figure, sighed silently, shook his head and walked away.

During the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Taoism flourished, and the theory of feng shui was also quite popular. Ordinary people's homes are just that, and those who are a little richer will ask someone to take advantage of Jixue Jiayang as a place to bury their ancestors.

Therefore, most of the tombs of ancient nobles were built by mountains and water, and even in plain areas, a high tomb mound would be built in imitation of the mountain.

Zhou Cheng followed the funeral procession for more than ten miles before stopping at the foot of a hill.

At this time, it was already sunset, and the time for burial had already been missed.

Zhou Cheng was about to step forward, but was blocked by a person who looked like a Taoist priest: "Daoist friends follow all the way, where is this going?"