The sea of misty clouds is rolling, and the mountains are floating like fairy islands.
Looking down into the thick clouds, there is a vast expanse of white in front of me. Through the clouds, I can see a silvery river winding eastward between the emerald green rolling mountains. I lower my sight, and the ships on the river are getting bigger and bigger...
There is a slight gap between mountains on both sides of the strait, and tall ships pass through the mountain gorge to the east.
A beautiful woman in a white dress stands high on the bow of the building, looking pale and soft. The snow-covered buds are beautiful in the wind, and the white gauze covers the dragon's horns, looking as clear as a fairy falling into the world.
The cool river breeze blew in my face, causing my thick black hair and snow-white gauze skirt to flutter lightly.
Bai Yujun likes to stand on the bow of the boat and feel the cool breeze of water vapor. The boat is moving fast. The cliffs on both sides are dotted with mangroves and purple flowers. White waterfalls of different sizes hang down from the cliffs. The mountain springs stir up water mist that wets the sails and falls on the boat, causing the passengers to exclaim.
Sunlight shines from the clouds, illuminating the mangroves on the edge of the mountain.
The long white cloth strips used to tie the hair swayed in the wind, and the dragon's horns were looming...
Maybe in the eyes of others, Bai Yujun should be flying to Suzhou and Hangzhou in a hurry at this moment, but in fact he was not. He was taking it slowly and leisurely, as if he were on an outing without any rush.
A certain white man has no interest in doing things according to the other party's requirements.
I yawned and continued to look at the scenery. I had never been here before when I sent troops to conquer another river, so of course I had to take a good look.
He tugged at the white gauze on his head with his little hands. Although it covered the dragon's horns, he still felt uncomfortable.
"Oh~ I'm bored~"
A certain white man has nothing to do.
On the cliff, a red leaf fell from the flower tree.
The light leaves floated back and forth and fell into the clear mountain stream, flowing slowly with the ups and downs of the water, passing through the gaps between the moss-covered boulders, and suddenly disappeared in front of the mountain stream and there was a rumbling sound...
The five-cornered red leaves flow out with the water and fall together with the waterfall. The water drops make them look even redder.
The white and empty mountain rocks are like washing, accompanied by a little red.
The building boat passed by the water-filled waterfall. Bai Yujun looked up with a feeling in his heart, stretched out his white little hand and spread his fingers. A red leaf fell on the palm of his hand, which was slightly cool.
"Wandering with the waves, you are also a poor red leaf."
Lower your head and pin the red leaves into the hair ornament on your head.
It's fun to shake my head at myself in the bronze mirror, much prettier than wearing a hairpin.
The building boat sets sail to bid farewell to the sunset...
…
Shenhua Mountain.
Yu Rong appeared on the edge of the cliff in the square outside Qingxu Palace, staring at the sea of clouds.
Yang Mu and Xu Ling, dressed in peak master robes, came behind their master and waited quietly for Yu Rong's instructions. They knew that something big might happen recently, but they didn't know the details.
After a long time, Yu Rong spoke.
"Yang Mu, Ling'er, you two assist the leader in guarding Shenhua Mountain. Don't slack off."
"I will obey my master's orders~"
The same scene happened in Zixu Palace. Qi Yun ordered Gan Wu to guard the mountain gate, and then contacted several other real people to prepare to leave Shenhua Mountain. It was related to the fate of Pure Yang, so he had to be cautious and conserve his strength to the greatest extent before the disaster came.
In early spring, Shenhua Mountain is still a world of white snow and ice, with beautiful ice pools and ice waterfalls.
…
Somewhere in the Central Plains.
A caravan drove a mule cart into the county town and stayed in a store and worked like an ordinary caravan.
The caravan guards were wandering around the city chatting with the old man. Several caravan leaders skillfully rented a cellar from the innkeeper and were busy storing goods in the cellar. Several leaders secretly gathered in the cellar, seemingly discussing secret matters.
Several of them were thin and capable, unlike ordinary traders.
"Boss, I figured it out. The head of the Hu family in Lincheng was once the prime minister of the Chang'an court. He retired and returned to his hometown to retire in Lincheng. Originally, the Hu family was just a small landowner. Somehow, a genius suddenly emerged and became the prime minister. In recent decades, he has become the prime minister. The family prospered.”
"How can ordinary landowners and squires raise a prime minister? There must be something fishy about this."
"What a strange figure you are! We are here to make money, not to inquire about the life and trivial matters of his ancestors!"
The leader slapped a certain brother aside who was talking too much. He was just thinking wildly without doing his job, and he couldn't get any money for his wild thoughts.
Another person had a better idea.
"If you have been a prime minister, you must be very rich. They say that there are four ranks of officials in front of the prime minister. Chang'an is rich and prosperous and I don't know how much money has been stolen. I am going to get rich~"
"Have you found out where the ancestral tombs of Prime Minister Hu's family are?"
"I heard about it. It's just outside the city in Hujiawan. There was a major renovation the year before last."
"Okay! This vote is done!"
Then, a group of people took out the statue of the Patriarch, set up a melon and fruit incense burner, killed chickens, burned paper, and kowtowed incense on their heads. The statue clearly looked like a pangolin monster...
Late at night.
A group of men in black went to the woods behind Hujiawan and found a large tomb.
They are a group of tomb thieves who travel around under the banner of caravans. What they like to steal the most is the ancestral tombs of officials and nobles. They have goods, and they are not as dangerous as royal tombs and royal tombs. They don’t need to get rich overnight. They pursue stability and peace. A little adds up to a big thing, which is also the current mainstream of tomb robbing in the Yan Kingdom.
He killed the big rooster he bought during the day, bled it and smeared it on his forehead, took out a few evil-proof objects and put them on the table, and kowtowed incense to the tomb.
Then use the shovel and pickaxe to excavate. No professional tools are needed. A large grave can't carry so many tools, and the shovel can do it all. Not many people in this era have access to iron tools.
Two hours later, a layer of tomb bricks was excavated and after some cleaning, the tomb of Prime Minister Hu's grandfather was revealed.
The tomb robbers pried open one side of the tomb bricks to reveal the tomb chamber, which was about the size of a room. The two thieves smeared themselves into the dark tomb chamber and lit small oil lamps to search for belongings.
At that time, Prime Minister Hu's family was just a small landowner, and his grandfather did not have many valuable things when he was buried.
The living people don't have enough money to bury the dead with them. It's not a royal tomb or a wealthy family. It's just a simple burial with some daily utensils. The reason why the tomb became what it is now is because Prime Minister Hu retired and returned to his hometown to renovate his ancestral tomb the year before last. After all, he was also a prime minister. , there is no shortage of money, and there are more or less silverware and belongings in the tomb.
The tomb is not very big, with a coffin placed in the middle so that people can straighten up after entering.
Find silver to make silver plates and cups, and have finances.
"Hey~ I have money, I will make a fortune."
The younger brother kept handing out the silverware, and the leader felt that there was something inexplicable about the tomb.
In the past, robbing tombs was more or less uncomfortable, but this tomb was not uncomfortable at all. In the past, I had only encountered it in places with excellent Feng Shui, but Hujiawan was not a treasured Feng Shui place, it was just ordinary.
But...how could Hujiawan have a prime minister?
The boss was holding an oil lamp and thinking. His men had already moved out all the valuables, leaving only the coffin that had not yet been opened.
Two more tomb robbers came in to help open the coffin. They mumbled an apology and pried open the coffin lid...
"I'm going! It's a corpse scam!"
The deceased in the coffin was lifelike, with a pale face and hands on his lower abdomen, motionless, as if he had been buried just yesterday. Several tomb robbers were so frightened that they waved various evil-proof objects and tried to throw them into the coffin.
The leader couldn't stand it anymore. It was just an undecomposed corpse, and it wasn't like he had never seen it before.
"That's enough! Stop!"
He stopped his subordinates and walked to the coffin to observe carefully.
Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a white object placed under his hands on his lower abdomen. He stretched out his hand and gently pulled it, and took out a piece of jade that seemed to be broken...
In an instant, the lifelike corpse quickly decayed.
The dim butter lamp illuminated the white jade fragments, and the tomb robber was ecstatic.
"Treasure! I know why Hujiawan has a prime minister..."
The great river in the distance.
The building boat sailed slowly to the south of the Yangtze River and docked.
In Baiyao Hall, Xu Xian, who is nineteen years old, has been an apprentice for four years and has some knowledge of medical skills, and lives a peaceful and comfortable life.
