"Boss! You said you were in a bad mood and asked me to take you out to play! Let me tell you, girls like this who come from out of town to travel are very good. Maybe they will have more fun than us!"
I turned my head and looked over there.
The two girls were wearing sunglasses, jeans and plush blouses. They looked innocent and not very casual, but Ma Dachao insisted that he would not misjudge the person. With a little trick, he would definitely make an appointment with the other person at night.
I patted his shoulder and said: "Don't keep thinking about playing. Maybe you will lose your life one day without even knowing it. Chaozi, today happens to be the Wenjun Temple Fair. I will write a poem for you. You slowly understand."
I thought for a while and said: "You can attract spring by picking flowers and grass, you can steal fragrance and jade to find amorous feelings, you can attract bees and butterflies to cause trouble, and you will regret it when disaster strikes."
After saying that, I walked away with my hands behind my back.
Ma Dachao caught up. He scratched his head vigorously and said to me: "I don't understand! Anyway, I know that sentence! Life is short! You have to enjoy yourself in time!"
I shook my head and suddenly saw a stone monument standing halfway up the mountainside in the distance.
"What's that? A tombstone?"
"I'll go, Lada, can you see clearly from such a distance?"
"It's a tombstone. It wasn't there originally. Two years ago, the mobile company built a signal tower and moved the tombstone there."
"There should be an ancient tomb nearby."
"Well, I heard someone said it was a monument to a high-ranking official, but the tomb was stolen decades ago, and it's just an empty shell now."
"Let's go up and have a look."
After spending nearly an hour climbing the mountain, I got there in two.
This bluestone monument faces Wenchang Town. It is in dilapidated condition. The monument has become a hornet's nest due to the wind and sun. The head of the monument and the umbrella cover have long since disappeared, but there are still some vague words that remain on the monument.
I poured water on the monument and wiped it. After looking at it for a while, I was surprised to find that it was the tombstone of the wife of Song Wencha, the censor of the Tang Dynasty.
"Where did you just say this monument was moved from?"
Ma Dachao pointed to the west and said: "In the woods, just behind the signal tower, the mobile company is so fucked. They buried the wires because they thought this big stone was in the way, so they moved it without permission."
Although this stele is very dilapidated and worthless, it is a cultural relic from the Tang Dynasty after all. It was moved around like this without anyone taking care of it. It is not difficult to see that there is no awareness of cultural relic protection in the local area, just like countless people sunk under Qiandao Lake. It’s the same as the ancient architectural ruins of the Qing Dynasty. As long as the superiors don’t name them, I won’t move.
Soon I found the ancient tomb. It was a raised mound of earth. It was quite large. There was a half-shaped stone man lying on the ground next to it. There was a collapsed earth hole directly behind the stone man. There was no doubt that it was made by someone in the early years. The robber holes left by people.
Ma Dachao said: "Wenchang Town belongs to the west end of Beizhu Mountain. The terrain is high. There are similar ancient tombs in the low-lying places in the north, but they are all sunk in the lake. I remember there is a big turtle as we go forward. Let's go Let's see."
"Big turtle?"
"Hey, it's a big turtle made of stone, but it's so damn big, it weighs at least several tons! There's one here in Wenchang, and there's one in Linqi, they're all exactly the same!"
Ma Dachao led me through the woods and over a small hillside.
There were overgrown grass in front of me, and a huge bluestone turtle suddenly appeared in front of me.
This giant turtle has a simple shape. Although its skin is very weathered, its calm and domineering feeling is still the same as before.
I walked around and looked around, thinking that this was by no means an ordinary ancient tomb stone carving. This was a large basalt stone, which must have been used by the people to control water in the past.
There is a stone carving area at the west gate of Panjiayuan. I thought to myself, if anyone has the ability to get this big Xuanwu, someone will definitely be willing to sell it for 100,000 or 200,000 yuan. It seems that this big turtle is still there to this day.
After all, Ma Dachao is a local and he knows a lot. He told me the origin of Zhenshui Xuanwu.
He said that there used to be a rich man named Hong Zhuan who paid for the construction of a dam for the local area. After it was completed, the rich man was very satisfied and gave a big red envelope to a man named Song Han who was the leader of the construction team at the time. , this red envelope is so big that it is higher than the total cost of building the dam.
Song Han felt that the money was too much and he did not dare to accept it, so he proposed to ask a good stonemason to make two water-calming beasts to protect the safety of one party. This is the origin of the big stone turtle on the mountain in Wenchang Town.
The dam built by the rich man Hong Zhuan was in use from 420 AD until 1959 of the last century and was not broken. It was used for 1,500 years and helped many surrounding villages solve the problem of blocking hidden floods. This shows how strong it is. , but it was later artificially demolished, otherwise it might still be in use for hundreds of years.
Ma Dachao and I climbed up the big stone turtle and sat down cross-legged to rest. He threw me a cigarette and said: "Boss, in 1958, Lao Chun'an and Lao Sui'an merged to form New Chun'an, which is now under the jurisdiction of Hangzhou. Do you know why? Merge?"
I can't tell clearly.
Ma Dachao blew out a smoke ring and said: "The purpose of joining together is to unify management. In 1958, they merged, and in 1959 they rushed to move the National People's Congress. To be honest, a week before the floods in Xin'an River came down, my grandparents They didn’t know they were leaving.”
I flicked my cigarette ashes and said, "Your family moved nearby, and you didn't go to places as far away as Jiangxi and Fujian. You're just complaining."
"Fuck you, boss, you don't have the same feelings as me. Our ancestral home is still in Qiandao Lake, and the ancestral homes of my seven aunts and eight aunts are also in the water! Not only do I want to complain! I also I want to scold their eighteen generations of ancestors!"
"I was not born in that era! If I were born in that era! Look who dares to ask us to move! I can't kill him!"
"Look at how awesome you are. Let me tell you, that is a big policy. Do you know what it means to sacrifice your small family for everyone? Not to mention you, no one can stop the wheel of history."
"So, those things of the older generation are in the past. Now is a new society full of opportunities. Young people of our generation still have to look forward. Didn't I give you 200,000 principal? You speculate If you are good at noodle making, you might become rich within a few years of opening a fried noodle shop.”
"I open a fried noodle shop? Boss, are you kidding me?"
"Even if I, Ma Dachao, am not a dragon or a phoenix among men, I am still a hero among men! How could I lower myself to open a fried noodle shop! I will work my way up to the top in the future!"
"To tell you the truth, our big super gang has been formed. Now you and me are included! We already have six people!" He suddenly told me with an excited expression.
I frowned and said, "Listen to me and dismiss those people quickly."
"Why? I managed to organize it with great difficulty! These people will be our gang leaders in the future!"
Last time I thought he was just talking casually, but I didn't expect that this kid actually formed a gang in private.
I looked at him and said, "There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. You haven't considered Li Kangyang's thoughts. What if your Dachao Gang touches their Zhenhai interests? Can Li Kangyang tolerate you as a little bug in his eyes?"
"I'm here. Li Kangyang may not dare to touch you because he is afraid of me, but I can't always be in Chun'an. At most, I will leave after I finish my work here in a few months. As soon as I leave, Li Kangyang wants to clean up Isn’t it just a matter of minutes for you kid?”
Ma Dachao frowned and said, "Boss, don't underestimate me. I know your background is very powerful, that's why I said I wanted to hang out with you. You also saw the shopping in the stadium that night. Li Kangyang was in front of the Zhuji people. I still dare not raise my head. The Zhuji people are not stupid. They will not let the current Zhenhai Gang grow endlessly. So I feel that once my Dachao Gang can rise, the Zhuji people may secretly support me, so that the situation can be improved. Balance, boss, didn't I tell you that the fortune teller said that I would be able to achieve hegemony by wearing a golden robe and a body? Actually, there was something else I didn't tell you about that fortune teller back then."
Ma Dachao stood up, put his foot on Xuanwu's head and said boldly: "The fortune teller said that when I am thirty-three years old, the valley will respond with the roar of a tiger, and the roar of a dragon, and thousands of people will kneel down!"
"What did you just say?"
He repeated it again.
"No! You just mentioned the Zhuji people!"
Ma Dachao looked confused.
He woke up the dreamer with his words, and I took a deep breath to keep myself calm.
I remembered that I had seen Manichean writing on the silver bottle somewhere.
It's a watermelon head...
I have seen that he has a tattoo on his back with this kind of text!
