It takes no effort to get there even if you wear iron shoes. -------Xia Yuanding, Southern Song Dynasty, "Quequatrains"
It is said that Chen Long and Zhang Ning accidentally discovered the stolen cave in Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum. Although they tried their best to dig it, the rammed earth layer was too thick and solid, so they had to give up. Reluctantly, the two decided to stay in Chang'an for one more day to travel around Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum, looking for possible clues in preparation for a comeback in the future.
In the early morning, Chen Long woke up from Zhang Ning's jade arms and pink legs. He felt that the first level of the mass breathing skill in his body was still running continuously. Even after a big battle last night, he still felt full of energy when he woke up. My arm strength has always been maintained at about 1,000 kilograms. Even if I practice the internal skills and mental methods given by my master, and the internal skills matched with the Gendan Bright Silver Spear, it cannot help the growth of boxing strength and arm strength. Don’t know when I can find the complete copy of Tuanxi Gong?
Zhang Ning beside him was obviously exhausted and still sleeping soundly. Chen Long slapped Zhang Ning's round and smooth pink buttocks and shouted: "Don't get up yet! Didn't you agree to fulfill your bet today?"
Zhang Ning hugged the soft pillow and turned over. The quilt slipped off, revealing her snow-white and beautiful body. Zhang Ning said angrily: "Who asked you to torment me all night long?" He reached out and covered his head with the quilt, ignored Chen Long, and continued to pursue his dream.
Chen Long got up helplessly, got dressed and went to the courtyard to stretch his muscles. In this age without air pollution, the early morning air was extremely fresh. Chen Long took a deep breath, filling his chest and abdomen deeply, and then slowly exhaled, feeling that his heartbeat became more stable and his energy doubled. Chen Long thought of his gentian silver spear that had returned to Lingling with Zhou Cang, and then thought of his beloved horse claw Huang Feidian, and then of Lingling's many brothers and sisters and his beloved wife Taohua. I sighed in my heart, it was time to return to Lingling.
The breath in the body is flowing, the two palms are slightly wrong, the body is slowly moving, and a set of Chen style Tai Chi is performed. The power of Tai Chi is gentle, the heart can move at will, and the mind, energy, shape, and spirit are slowly integrated into one. The picture is light and windy, making it appear exceptionally relaxed and freehand. Chen Long finished a set of boxing techniques with all his heart, only to find that Zhong Yao, Zhong Yu, Lu Chang, Guo Jia, Zhou Buyi and others were watching quietly.
Zhong Yao walked up to Chen Long while applauding and said: "What kind of boxing did the master do? Although it is slow, it is round and smooth, just like running script." He is a calligrapher of the generation, so he naturally uses calligraphy as a metaphor. What is rare is that Very apt.
Chen Long laughed and said: "This is Tai Chi. It emphasizes the balance of hardness and softness, and harmony with nature. The best thing is that it is suitable for all ages. Long-term practice can strengthen the body."
Everyone nodded after hearing this. Zhang Ning just finished washing and pushed out the door. Hearing Chen Long's introduction, he smiled and said: "Wen Long, why don't you teach everyone, so that you can practice at any time to strengthen your body and maintain your temperament?" Everyone was like this. Cheers roared.
Seeing Zhang Ning's high interest, Chen Long naturally nodded in agreement. Everyone stood neatly in front of Chen Long, listening to his explanation of the preliminary breathing and movement rules, and then began to teach Chen's Tai Chi boxing movements. Everyone, including Zhong Yu, stretched out their legs and fisted, stretched their muscles and bones, and gradually felt the wonderful effects of Tai Chi. Chen Long gave pointers one by one, and his relationship with everyone became closer.
The early morning passed in this wonderful time. Zhong Yao and others were busy packing things and loading them into the car. Chen Long and Zhang Ning still planned to ride through Dongshi and cross Hengmen. Chen Long thought of the Arima Market in the Western Market, so the two of them took the reins and went to the Western Market first to have a look.
The West Market is bustling with people and very prosperous. In the morning market, various vendors selling vegetables, fruits, snacks, and breakfasts are shouting one after another. As they walked across the street, they both felt the bustling market and the strong atmosphere of life in Chang'an. The two looked at each other, and Zhang Ning said with a smile: "Our family needs a child when we go shopping."
Chen Long remembered that the night before he set off from Lingling, Taohua touched her belly in the same way, saying that she should be pregnant this time. But he never gave them the little baby they were expecting. I wonder if time travel has weakened the male function? Didn't Liu Qian give birth to a girl named Deng Lan? Why can't I do it myself? Oh, that's really annoying.
While they were thinking about it, Zhang Ning, who was standing next to them, suddenly shouted joyfully: "What a good horse, what a good horse!" It turned out that they had already arrived at the horse market, and in front of the two of them stood a horse dealer with a Western appearance, pulling a tall maroon horse.
Zhang Ning followed his father, Zhang Jiao, to the north and south of the country since he was a child. After traveling around, he was still very familiar with war horses. Although he was not at Bole's level, he was still close to him. The maroon horse has a long and elegant mane, a well-proportioned body, straight and slender limbs, black at first and then white below the knees, like walking on snow. The horse's head is high, its eyes are clear, and it is very handsome.
Chen Long saw the horse's tall body and shiny coat, and knew that the owner must have carefully raised it, but he didn't know if it was a purebred warmblood horse. So he approached and asked: "Chen Long, what do you call this horse owner?"
The horse owner had already noticed Chen Long and Zhang Ning. Zhang Ning was wearing a gauze face and couldn't see clearly, but they were tall and perfect, with elegant demeanor, so they were definitely not ordinary people. The horse owner said in a half-baked Mandarin: "Please call me Lahan."
"Lahan, you have a nice horse. What breed is it?"
"This is a purebred Kazakh sweat horse, and it is a BMW among sweat horses." Lahan boasted.
Chen Long put his right hand lightly on the horse's back and pressed it secretly, exerting no less than three hundred kilograms of strength. The horse neighed slightly, gripped the ground tightly with its four hooves, and remained motionless on the spot. Its long neck shook, and it turned to look at Chen Long, and its big nostrils expanded to inhale. Chen Long praised: "It's really good. How old are you?"
"Five years old, mare." Seeing that Chen Long was more knowledgeable and like a big buyer, Ra pulled the horse's head and opened the horse's lips to show Chen Long.
Zhang Ning, who was standing next to him, fell in love with the horse more and more. He couldn't help but reach out and gently touch the horse's proboscis. The horse's eyes turned and seemed to enjoy Zhang Ning's touch. The horse stretched its head towards Zhang Ning and gently nudged the brim of Zhang Ning's sun hat.
Zhang Ning was overjoyed. He stroked the horse's neck and said, "Lahan, does your horse have a name? How much do you plan to sell it for?"
Rao rarely liked Zhang Ning, and said with a smile: "We all call her Lian Na. At this price, it's rare that Lian Na likes you, so just give her a round number. My price is the best in the horse market."
Zhang Ning clicked his tongue and said, "What? One thousand taels?" Her little hand fell from the horse's neck, and Lian Na sneezed in dissatisfaction. She didn't know if she disliked the owner for pricing her too high or too low.
Lahan's eyes widened and he said, "Are you kidding me? This is the most noble purebred sweat-blooded BMW, priced at 10,000 taels."
Zhang Ning was dizzy on the spot. He had bought many war horses with his father since he was a child. They were only dozens of taels each. One thousand taels was beyond his imagination, let alone ten thousand taels. He said in a fit of rage: "Lahan, you are quite dark."
Chen Long knew that a good horse is priceless. When he saw this, he smiled hurriedly and smoothed things over: "Lahan, your horse is really good. I know it's worth ten thousand taels. It's rare that my wife likes it, so don't pay such a high price." , I will give you six thousand taels, and your hard work coming to Chang'an will not be in vain."
Lahan pulled the reins, shook his head like a rattle and said, "I'm not in a hurry to sell. Chang'an is so big, and there are people who know the goods." As the daylight dawned, the horse market became more and more lively. Lian Na was so handsome, it was indeed It attracted many buyers, and Lahan always offered a price of twelve thousand taels. Every buyer shook his head and walked away.
Chen Long was helpless and wanted to take another look. Zhang Ning said: "Husband, we still have important things to do, shall we go and do it first?" Chen Long remembered that he had to look for clues about the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang today, so he and Zhang Ning reluctantly left with the company. Na said goodbye, rode out of the Hengmen, and came to the high slope covered with grass again.
This time the two of them did not climb the slope, but rode around the slope. Wherever they passed, they found nothing but ditches, bumps, and desolation. When you come to the shore of the Weihe River, you will see the turbid water and sparse vegetation, which makes you feel wild and wild. When you let your horse run along the river, you will feel that the sky is vast and the sky is high and the clouds are light. You can enjoy the beauty of living in harmony with nature and your whole person will be full of vitality. , very refreshing.
Zhang Ning ran his horse, sweating all over, and dismounted in a shady place to rest. Chen Long untied the bridle and let the horse chew the grass. Looking up at the high slope in front of him, he said to Zhang Ning: "Shall we climb up?"
The two held hands and slowly walked around the slope, looking for a place with shallow grass and started climbing. Chen Long saw that the grass here seemed to be much shallower, and said strangely: "The grass here is so low, it seems like it grew later."
Zhang Ning suddenly leaned over, picked up a broken piece of pottery and said, "It seems that someone has been here." Chen Long took the pottery piece and looked at it carefully. Finally, he put the broken piece to his palm, and it seemed to be a human palm. of fragments.
Chen Long's heart was filled with ripples, and he thought, could they be fragments of pottery figurines? Has anyone ever entered the mausoleum and discovered the terracotta warriors and horses?
Chen Long became excited, searched carefully in Asakusa, and found some more fragments. Climbing up the fragment, Zhang Ning suddenly shouted: "There is a hole!"
The small hole discovered this time was much smaller than the hole discovered yesterday, and could only accommodate one person lying on his stomach. Chen Long smiled and said: "It seems that those who want to go in and dig for treasures are not only the army, but there are also masters of tomb robbers among the common people." After saying that, Zhang Ning took the lead in getting into the small hole. Zhang Ning became curious and ignored the filth, and then got in.
This time the two of them brought enough fire and crawled deeper and deeper into the cave. Suddenly Zhang Ning shouted: "Snake!"
Chen Long hurriedly turned around and saw a long green snake swimming slowly in front of Zhang Ning and burrowing into the crack in the soil next to him. Zhang Ning was so frightened that he did not dare to move even a little bit. It was not until the long snake disappeared into the crack in the soil that it grew longer. He took a breath and said: "I have been most afraid of snakes since I was a child."
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Ning suddenly screamed again, slipped under the crotch of the lying Chen Long, and squeezed straight into Chen Long's arms, his face ashen. Chen Long only felt that the man's object under his crotch was being ravaged and rubbed hard, making him feel ecstasy and very comfortable. Daqi was about to ask, but he saw a field mouse emerging from the cracks in the soil, and stared at it fiercely. Chen Long then spread out his four calves, and his fat body hurriedly fled towards the entrance of the cave.
Chen Long understood and laughed loudly: "It turns out that snakes are not what you are most afraid of, but my husband is very happy." Zhang Ning angrily knocked Chen Long on the chest.
After the interlude, the two continued to move forward along the small hole. It felt increasingly narrow, and in the end they could only crawl. Finally reaching the end, the two of them got out head-first and seemed to have entered a small secret room. The refraction of the fire gradually illuminated the room. Zhang Ning saw a clay sculpture and screamed again in fright.
Chen Long pulled Zhang Ning out and saw that the secret room was very small, with only a pottery figurine standing in the middle. Chen Long said excitedly: "Look, this is the residence that imitates the sentry at the city gate. We are outside Xianyang City underground!"
Zhang Ning saw that the pottery figurines were lifelike and about the same size as real people. He clicked his tongue and asked in wonder: "Did Qin Shihuang really build an army out of pottery figurines to protect his body?"
Chen Long said hurriedly: "When you see thousands of troops and horses, don't forget the bet we made." Zhang Ning was so angry that he kicked Chen Long again.
Chen Long observed the pottery figurine carefully and saw that an arm was missing from the pottery figurine. He said: "When the predecessors came here, I am afraid that the pottery figurine was too big. They only took off one arm and accidentally broke it, so there is a hand on the outside." Fragments." Pointing to a shallow hole on the wall of the secret room, he said: "They didn't gain anything in the secret room, and they planned to dig in from here, but it didn't seem to be deep." As he said that, he leaned in from the hole in the wall, and suddenly came back and said, "No wonder If we don’t dig anymore, there will be another layer of rammed earth ahead.”
The only thing that could be seen in the secret room were the pottery figurines. Chen Long observed them carefully and suddenly let out a sigh: "Look at this upper arm, it seems there is no need to seal it, it should be hollow."
As he spoke, he smashed the upper arm of the pottery figurine with his palm, and a silk scroll slipped from the inside of the upper arm. Chen Long was overjoyed. When he picked it up and looked at it under the firelight, he saw three big characters written on the front page of the silk scroll: "Tuanxi Gong".
