"Bozhou is rich in famous people, whether it is Shang Tang, Emperor Ku, or..."
Having said this, Li Qiong looked behind Wang De. Yaksha didn't know why, so he followed his eyes and saw that the statue of Laojun standing on the altar was as tall as two or three people. At this time, he was Lao Jun's real face can no longer be seen, only his slightly bent elbows can be seen.
"Or maybe it's the two saints Lao and Zhuang. Some people say that Zifang Gong also came from Bozhou, as well as the miracle doctor Hua Tuo, and the most well-known ancestor Chen Tuan in this dynasty... This one , who is not a person who can stand up and have a name in our Chinese history?"
As long as Li Qiong doesn't drop his book bag, Wang De is very tolerant of him. Now that he has mentioned the names of so many people, even if Wang Yaksha is uneducated, he can really feel the atmosphere emanating from Bozhou City. solemn.
He never knew so much before, but he still didn't understand why Li Qiong suddenly mentioned this.
The secret he just mentioned...is it really such a secret?
He didn't want to annoy the scholar, lest he regret it, so Li Qiong spoke while Wang De just nodded but said nothing.
Seeing him like this, Li Qiong only felt a little funny:
"Yaksha, among so many people, do you know who I admire the most?"
This somewhat puzzled Wang De. He was only slightly familiar with Lao and Zhuang. Hua Tuo also knew that he was a doctor who treated diseases, but Yasha did not know much about Emperor Shang Tang.
When Li Qiong asked, he thought for a while:
"It's old immortal Chen Tuan. This grandpa is truly an immortal. Of all the people you mentioned, I only admire him. What do you think, scholar?"
"There is no God today, and two emperors share the burden." This sentence has already become something like a Buddhist greeting. It is also a testimony of the divinity of the ancestor Chen Tuan. It is said that he met him on the road that year. A fleeing woman stared at her burden for a long time, praised her for her good fortune, and picked two emperors on her shoulders.
That woman was the mother-in-law of the two emperors of this dynasty, Taizu and Taizong, and those carrying the burden were the two emperors of the Zhao family.
This story has long been known to the world and has been passed down for more than a hundred years. Everyone knows it, so Li Qiong said that Chen Tuan was also a local, so Wang De naturally chose an immortal he was familiar with.
Li Qiong did not comment on Yasha's choice. From the moment he asked this question, he seemed to already know Wang De's answer, which was not a surprise.
"Old Ancestor Chen Tuan can certainly shoulder the responsibility, but they are all Taoist predecessors, and Lao and Zhuang are the two sages in front of him. So even if I admire him, I have to start with Mr. Li."
"To tell you the truth, Yaksha, in this city of Bozhou, I have no respect for the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, nor for the saints of Lao and Zhuang. I only admire one person, and that is Emperor Wu Taizu of Wei."
Wang De didn't know Emperor Taizu Wu of Wei, so he just asked: "Who?"
Li Qiong rolled her eyes at him: "Cao Cao."
After hearing this name, Wang Yaksha looked at the person in front of him suspiciously. He stared at him with one eye for a long time, and finally sighed and said:
"Scholar, you are really blinded by lard, you have rebelled against me, and you have become superstitious about a treacherous minister."
Although this dynasty has always respected the Wei Dynasty, there has always been a discrepancy between what was written in historical records and what was remembered by the people. No matter how good the ink writer is, the ink will eventually fall apart and the paper will be destroyed. Only what is remembered by the people Things will never disappear.
Nowadays, what is sung in the opera is very clear, that Cao Mengde is a traitor... Even if he has merit, he is still a traitor with merit. There is no conflict.
When Wang De heard Li Qiong talking about this person, he remembered that this place was also Cao Cao's hometown. Among other things, the tomb of Cao Song, Cao Teng and Cao's clan was in Bozhou.
Li Qiong looked at him and was not angered by his words:
"I said, it is in the city of Bozhou that I admire Emperor Wu of Wei the most. Outside of Bozhou, I don't have much affection for him."
"Do you admire him? I admire him for daring to bully the emperor, right! I've seen it a long time ago. Each of you scholars is more evil-minded than the last one. Does the scholar admire Cao Cao? In my opinion, the scholar hates that he can't become Cao Cao. !”
He was acting stupid, and Li Qiong didn't want to talk to him anymore. After drinking just now, he had the illusion that this man could become a confidant.
Now it seems that he has not changed, and Wang Yaksha has not changed.
"I admire him because he left many things behind when he was running Bozhou City... For example, this institution is a good thing he left behind for Bozhou."
While he was talking, he stood up and walked straight towards the statue of Lao Jun. Wang De finally heard about the mechanism again and did not dare to neglect it, so he hurriedly walked over with him.
Li Qiong took the incense from the side, lit it with the candle nearby, bowed three times to Laojun, and inserted the incense into the incense burner.
Just like that, he turned to look at Wang De:
"Ready!"
"Um?"
Before Yaksha could react, he saw Li Qiong kicking under the table where the incense burner was placed. In just a moment, the bluestone floor where the two of them were standing shrank back... Wang Yaksha didn't even say a word. Without saying anything, he fell directly with Li Qiong.
The commotion here did not attract the attention of outsiders. The main reason was that Jin Sai and Wang Qi were arguing fiercely, which was much more lively than here.
Fortunately, the fall from above was no more than one person's height. Although Wang De staggered a little, Li Qiong held his shoulders and prevented him from landing on his butt, thus saving a bit of face.
"This, this is..."
It was darker down here than above, and more importantly, Wang De clearly noticed a cool breeze blowing in front of him, indicating that there was still a space in the dark place ahead.
Li Qiong took out the fire stick and blew on it, and the place where the two of them were standing immediately lit up. He whispered:
"Follow up."
With that said, he walked forward. Wang Yaksha knew that this was the mechanism he was talking about. He was so excited that he walked in with him without any hesitation.
After walking a dozen steps forward, Li Qiong lit up the lamp hanging on the wall next to him... This made the place look much brighter, but no matter whether he was going forward or looking back, everything was shrouded in darkness. .
This is a long passage, enough for five or six people to walk side by side, and it is just below Bozhou City.
But at this moment, I am here.
After all, Wang De was also a general in the army. Although he was used to fighting, he was not a brainless person at all. He swallowed:
"Book, scholar, where does this road lead?"
Li Qiong did not answer his question, but continued to move forward, lighting up the lamp here every ten steps.
When the twentieth light was turned on, the two of them had walked a long distance, and there happened to be a cat ear hole on both sides. Li Qiong sat down, and Wang De also sat down on his chair very sensibly. Opposite, in the underground tunnel, two people faced each other, one occupying one side.
"This road was built by Emperor Wu of Wei back then. How about Yaksha? Do you admire him now?"
"I'm convinced, I've always admired Cao Cao. I wish he could kill Liu Bei."
Wang Yaksha's attitude toward Cao Cao made Li Qiong laugh a little:
"This is the secret of the survival of Bozhou City. Yasha, since you are here, I will not treat you as an outsider. Apart from me, only Wang Shizhong, Jin Sai and you four in the army know about this."
"It's really a great place. How long is this road and where does it lead to? Have you ever explored it?"
Li Qiong said: "It has been proven that it is about twenty miles away. From here to the outside of the city, there is no obstruction..."
Wang De was overjoyed and suppressed the joy in his heart:
"It's really excellent, excellent."
"That's good, but it's a pity that Du Chong's men blocked the Yellow River and caused the Uishui section to surge, so many places were buried in silt. Otherwise, the entire lower part of Bozhou City could be used by us. .”
"Buried..." Wang De thought for a moment, "How did you know?"
Li Qiong looked at him: "One mile further, there is a room. It must be the place where Emperor Wu of Wei commanded his troops. There is a map of the corridor below... It is buried in the mud. Naturally, I am Went to check it out.”
"That's really a pity," Wang De then asked, "But did you find something else?"
"No, Yasha, this art of war is of great use. You must keep your mouth shut and don't mention it to others."
"Of course!" Wang De patted his chest, "No one has a stricter mouth than me!"
(End of chapter)
