"But doesn't Lu Xuanji have a tomb? The tomb that is said to be used to suppress various surnames."
Ye Yuzhou doesn't believe in ascension. He believes that in this world, there may be people who live longer than is generally recognized, and there may be people whose mystical magic is extraordinary, unlike what ordinary people should have. However, he does not believe in the two things of ascension and immortality. Unless there really is someone in the future who will knock on the door of heaven in front of him and fly away.
"Legends are just legends, but who actually knows where the tomb is?"
Chu Shiyan found a pot of wine, drank it and said, "If you knew it, wouldn't you have been destroyed by the hidden remnants of those families earlier, to break the suppression?"
Ye Yuzhou asked: "Are they looking for it?"
"I must be looking for it. I have tried my best and never stopped for decades."
"Isn't it rumored that someone can use the Xuanmen Feng Shui technique to calculate the location of that special tomb? Lu Xuanji's tomb must be uniquely located in a special Feng Shui place."
"Feng Shui master? Hahaha!" Chu Shiyan laughed even more wildly after drinking and said: "The Xuanmen Feng Shui masters in the world today, whether they are really capable or bluffing and deceiving, who is not his disciple? Who wouldn't look at him? "Xingzhao Sutra"? How dare they even try to calculate the location of the ancestor's tomb?!"
"As long as Lu Xuanji had a slightly evil heart and mistakenly wrote two or three words in his "Xingzhao Sutra", then I am afraid that even the magicians in this world will not be able to achieve true Feng Shui."
He took another sip of wine.
Li Yingyue flipped through the album, looked up, rolled her eyes and said, "It's just someone who said it himself yesterday. You can't get drunk on the road."
Chu Shiyan smiled awkwardly at her, put away the broken wine bottle, and said to Ye Yuzhou: "I remember yesterday you asked me what I thought of Song Zhiji, the Minister of Rites, but I haven't answered you yet."
"Yes." Ye Yuzhou said, if Chu Shiyan didn't take the initiative to mention this matter, he would ask again.
Hearing that it was this person, Li Yingyue quickly closed the album and listened carefully.
"Zhiji of the Song Dynasty entered the officialdom at a young age and has been an official for a long time. He has experienced many big turmoils and escaped without incident. He can be called an immortal figure in the Zhou Dynasty. I will be more vicious and say that he is an old fox. Only, it’s not an exaggeration.”
Chu Shiyan spoke. This comment could not be said to be a clear praise or criticism, but at least it did not contain the arrogance and contempt that were common in the evaluation of Zhou courtiers.
"The Song family is not an aristocratic family. In fact, there are not many aristocratic families in our Zhou Dynasty. However, as early as Song Zhiji's grandfather's generation, their family had already followed the emperor to start a business. But because their achievements were not obvious, they were somewhat unknown. , no one in the clan has ever reached a high position."
"In this way, until Song Zhiji was chosen by Taizong because of his intelligence, calmness and ability as a young man, he personally selected him as the prince's attendant."
"This prince is my later Emperor Gaozong, Chen Ze."
"Zhiji of the Song Dynasty accompanied the young Gaozong. They had a similar spirit and gradually became close friends. When Gaozong ascended the throne, he began to rise rapidly."
"In this way, at a young age, he quickly became the Minister of History, and gained the trust of Emperor Gaozong. No one could match him, and he achieved unrivaled glory."
When Ye Yuzhou heard this, he couldn't help but answer: "In that case, why are you now the Minister of Rites instead? Have you been demoted?"
Chu Shiyan nodded, as if he wanted to take out the wine again because he was talking about the past events in the court that he was involved in... He held it back and said:
"Yes. Gaozong died young. Because he died unexpectedly, many things were not properly arranged, which made the subsequent battle for the throne very complicated."
"During this process, I took the first credit for assisting Jin Shang. Jin Shang ignored Taizong's prohibition and allowed me to concurrently serve as Taifu as the head of Jiantian Pavilion and join the Central Committee of the Great Zhou Dynasty."
"And Song Zhiji, as the most important person among the Zhou court officials at that time, never said a word when facing the dispute over the throne."
"Even if I go to see him now that the victory has been decided, he is still the same. As a close friend of Emperor Gaozong, he refuses to say the words that I want to hear most."
Li Yingyue was immediately curious: "What are you talking about?"
"Of course it means that Emperor Gaozong was the one who cared most about the emperor. Before his unexpected death, he had already intended to abolish the eldest son and establish a younger son, and chose to inherit the great treasure from the emperor." Chu Shiyan said.
"Then why didn't he say anything?" Li Yingyue continued to ask.
"Doesn't this mean that he is upright? Why does the book master say that he is cunning and an old fox?" Ye Yuzhou also asked.
"I thought so too, that he was upright."
Chu Shiyan still picked up the jug, took a sip, and said depressedly: "It wasn't until Jin Shang ascended the throne that the eldest prince, who seemed to have no hope at the time, teamed up with the three princes to overturn the situation. Seeing clearly, I am worried that there is still this last ditch effort.”
"After the eldest prince was determined to be defeated, Song Zhiji asked for an audience all night, and immediately spoke up. He decisively told the court what he wanted to hear today." Chu Shiyan spread his hands as he spoke, probably indicating that he was speechless for this man.
Brother Hao is a cautious and shameless guy!
Li Yingyue and Ye Yuzhou couldn't help laughing when they heard this.
"Then the current emperor didn't like him and demoted him to be a minister?" Li Yingyue asked funnyly.
"More than that, Jinshang found an excuse and demoted him to Puzhou, but he didn't expect that under Jinshang's rule, he could slowly come back step by step and become the minister. And no matter how many times he gets in the future, The turmoil has always been stable among the six ministers."
Chu Shiyan paused and said seriously:
"This is what I think is the most powerful thing about him. You know, the court is treacherous, and many people are ups and downs. You don't know what will happen tomorrow. Once more people fall, it will be difficult to get up again."
"As for Song Zhiji, as the most prestigious person in power during the Emperor Gaozong's reign, he was not trampled to death after going down, and he could still stand firmly on the mountainside when he got up again... How difficult! This is nothing compared to gaining power in one day and rising to prominence. It’s so much harder and so much rarer.”
"That's it." Ye Yuzhou lowered his head and raised his hands, "Thank you very much, Mr. Storyteller, for the detailed explanation."
"You don't have to be so polite. You are the fish porridge. Why are you so interested in him?" Chu Shiyan looked at Ye Yuzhou and asked.
Ye Yuzhou laughed and said, "I heard some interesting stories about him by chance..."
"Are you henpecked? Song Zhiji is a very boring person. If there is any interesting anecdote, it is henpecking. It is indeed famous throughout the Zhou Dynasty. Not only henpecked, I heard that he was even afraid of his daughter. Earlier Years ago, his little daughter insisted on marrying a scholar from Guangdong who had no reputation, but he was unable to stop her, so he had to send her off thousands of miles away in tears..."
As he spoke, the carriage shook violently. Chu Shiyan reached out to lift the curtain and leaned out to take a look.
He turned around and said reluctantly: "The road has reached a difficult point."
So Ye Yuzhou and Li Yingyue got out of the car.
Standing on the roadside, waiting for the carriage to start moving again, the old storyteller waved and drove them back... The brother and sister bowed respectfully and said goodbye to each other.
"We met by chance and have been taken care of for many years. I hope that my husband will be safe and happy." Ye Yuzhou said loudly.
"May you be safe and happy, sir." Li Yingyue said loudly.
Chu Shiyan laughed heartily and said:
"Hahaha, go back, go back.
"When you want to come one day, come calmly and see Chang'an, so that Chang'an can see you!
"I'm always waiting for you."
The sound arrives, and the people gradually go away.
The road was difficult and the carriage continued to move slowly.
Fading away, fading away.
Without Li Yingyue's control, Chu Shiyan leaned over and picked up the wine flask, and poured a dozen or so swigs... Standing outside the carriage, he waved the wine in his arms, looked up to the sky and chanted loudly:
"There are no mountains in Chang'an.
"There is no one who can return to the city.
"I offer sacrifices to Mr. Lu with a drunken heart,
"Here you go, sir, you can rest."
The sound moved the snow on the treetops, and the sound of falling was endless.
Li Yingyue watched and listened from a distance behind, looking a little confused. She turned to ask Ye Yuzhou: "Are there no mountains in Chang'an?"
"some."
How to explain this? Ye Yuzhou simply thought about it for a while, imitated Chu Shiyan's movements and tone while standing in the car, and danced his arms to translate:
"There is no one smarter than me in Chang'an.
"I will never be defeated again this time. In short, I will never go back to a place like Gucheng to hide.
"Hahaha, I said it when I was drunk. I said it when I was drunk. Mr. Lu, I will go out again this time, so you can rest peacefully."
Li Yingyue laughed:
"Then I wish the storyteller will fulfill his wish and never come back. One day, we will go to see him and also Chang'an."
…………
On the way back, there were wind and snow in the mountains and forests.
The long snowy road was lonely and silent, except for the brother and sister walking hand in hand.
"Yuzhi, who is that Song Zhiji? Otherwise, why would you care so much?"
"No, this Song Zhiji... is your grandfather."
"What grandfather?"
"My maternal grandfather, your mother's father."
