Song Siyuan couldn't help it anymore and wanted to board the Yueyang Tower. When everyone reached the door, they were stopped immediately.
"Who are you?" The leader was the scholar with gold-rimmed glasses they saw just now. He was dressed in gray and black civilized clothes and was very serious, similar to the clerks in the political Yuan.
"This place is the archives of Yueyang. No one is allowed to enter without permission."
The man with glasses was merciless and his meaning was very clear. Idle people like them would probably not be allowed in.
"Master, this is wrong. Three years ago, you could enter Yueyang Tower freely. Why are you not allowed to enter now?"
Zhu Fushun became curious and asked with a smile on his face. He didn't know what the official position was, so he always used the title of "Guan Ye".
"That was before. Three years ago, Taoist Master Jin and Master Hua built the inscription here. Most of the documents inside have been soaked by water and are no longer on display. You'd better please take them back."
The man with the eyes said very firmly, but his reason was not unreasonable. It is estimated that the flood three years ago did destroy a lot of documents.
"How about you be more accommodating. We are from out of town and just want to have a look at Yueyang Tower. They all walked downstairs and then let us go back."
Song Siyuan was just about to stuff the silver coins, but was immediately blocked by the man with glasses. He suppressed a blush on his honest face: "If you don't let in, you won't be let in. It's not that I mean to embarrass you. Yueyang Tower has to repair a lot of documents every month. It’s long been forbidden for people to come here casually.”
While they were arguing, the second-floor window creaked open, and a familiar figure walked out, leaning against the railing and standing in the sunshine. This person was none other than Taoist Master Jin.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord, ask them to come in~"
"good!"
The bespectacled man then made way for them. After Song Siyuan led them across the threshold, they could see the mahogany screen with the gold-lacquered seal calligraphy "Yueyang Tower". Going further inside, they saw countless literati tables, all of which had been opened and dried. The morning sun shines into the room through the flower window, and the dusty ribbons float around, making the writing golden and brilliant.
They went upstairs. The second floor was a bookshelf. Taoist Master Jin and Monk Hua were both there, each wearing glasses and looking through ancient books.
"Taoist Master Jin, why are you here?"
Song Siyuan was really curious. After the previous incidents, she was even more sure that Taoist Jin was quite psychic.
Taoist priest Jin said slowly and unhurriedly: "Three years ago, the Yueyang Tower was flooded and the Yueyang Tower was also destroyed. A lot of books on the first floor were soaked in water. Fortunately, the Political Yuan sorted it out in time and other books were removed. They were all transported to Ci'en Temple, and now that the Yueyang Tower has been rebuilt, all the books have been returned to their original owners."
He paused, picked up a book and opened the stuck pages: "Ancient books are often soaked by water, and some of the handwriting has become unrecognizable. Seeing that Monk Hua and I still have some writing skills, the Political Yuan entrusted us to repair all the ancient books. As soon as possible, you can return to your original state."
"Speaking of which, Yueyang Tower has preserved many local chronicles and ancient historical books since the Southern and Northern Dynasties. It can be said that the volumes are huge and all are ancient texts. It is not that easy to repair. The two of us have been here for three years, busy with these cultural relics scholars, and Barely repaired less than half of it.”
"You came here? What do you want to do?"
Taoist priest Jin's eyes were gentle and did not tolerate lies.
"We are looking for Yueyang chronicles about the turn of the Song Dynasty."
Before Song Siyuan finished speaking, something strange flashed in Taoist Master Jin's eyes, and he quickly returned to normal: "Is that so? Fortunately, the Song Dynasty belongs to the Middle Ages. Most of the ancient books are on the second floor, and they have not been damaged by water. Please ask Master Hua to take you to find them. .”
Monk Hua on the side took them across countless pavilions, counted shelves and bookshelves, came to one of the squares, pointed at them and said: "These are ancient calligraphy and paintings from the Southern Song Dynasty and Northern Song Dynasty. You can take a look. I don't know either." What are you looking for?"
After saying that, Monk Hua exited the compartment, leaving only Song Siyuan and the others looking for calligraphy and paintings inside. 33
"According to the records in the inscription, this ship was used to escort Taifucang treasures from various parts of the north to the north. It was probably not long after the imperial city of the Northern Song Dynasty began to be conquered. According to historical records, it was from the first year of Jingkang to the second year of Jingkang."
As Song Siyuan spoke, she kept searching among the local chronicles. In order to save documents, these local chronicles were not marked with the year, but were divided into volumes every fifty years. Only the recorded era number was marked on the spine. She found the correct Jingkang era number. , pulled out a local chronicle from it.
This local chronicle is about the size of a pot lid, with a circumference of half an arm's length. The surface is framed with a hard shell made of silk and satin, with the main text of "Yueyang Local Chronicle" written in regular script, followed by the specific year number.
For the sake of convenience, she simply pulled out all the five or six local chronicles from the two Song and three hundred years, took them to the scholar's table by the window on the second floor, and carefully rummaged through the information.
From early morning to noon, Song Siyuan concentrated on the book. When she was sure she had a clue, joy finally appeared in her eyes.
"There are indeed records of treasure ships in the Southern Song Dynasty."
Song Siyuan coughed a few times and introduced other information she had found.
In the same year that the imperial city of Bianjing in the Northern Song Dynasty was destroyed, the Jin Kingdom successively occupied the territory of the Northern Song Dynasty. The Jin people came from the northeast and were a branch of the Sushen people. They were both a foreign nation and an enemy country. Because their civilization level was too low, they had not even entered the feudal era. The barbarians who stayed in the tribal era were evaluated by the Song people as the lowest among the Yi and Di.
Once such an unbearable country occupied the Northern Song Dynasty, it would be a complete disaster for the Song Dynasty. Wherever the Jin soldiers went, they burned, killed, looted and committed all kinds of crimes. Everywhere they went, they would go straight to the local treasury and plunder the government's silver. If If they are not greedy enough, they will search the houses one by one and kill them if they do not pay the gold and silver. They may even force the people to exchange their wives, children, and family members for money to make up the money.
In this way, the country was almost destroyed, the city was destroyed, and the family was destroyed. The people of the Northern Song Dynasty were pitifully regressed from a civilized society to a barbaric era where life safety could not be guaranteed.
Those most persecuted by the Jin Kingdom were the imperial city of Bianjing in the Northern Song Dynasty and its dependent people.
Long before Bianjing was captured, the Jin army had visited the city several times, demanding gold and silver from the Imperial City of the Northern Song Dynasty. If they did not give it, they would break into the city, burn, kill and loot. Song Huizong was timid and did not dare to take responsibility, so he hurriedly surrendered. The throne was given to Qinzong. After that, Qinzong became even more incompetent and even had to go to Jinying to negotiate in person. The final result was nothing more than ceding territory and paying money.
It can be said that after the Jin soldiers drained the imperial city of the Northern Song Dynasty, they broke into the city when the imperial city was in dire straits and looted gold and silver in the city. They escorted Huizong and Zheng all the way until they could no longer find a drop of oil and water. Queens, princes, emperor's grandsons, princes-in-law, princesses, concubines, etc. went north along Huazhou.
At the same time, the troops were divided into two groups and escorted 100,000 people including Qinzong, Empress Zhu, the prince, clan members, Jiaofang musicians, craftsmen and ordinary people from Zhengcheng to continue their journey northward. During this period, almost all the treasures and documents in the royal treasury were taken away. , maps, treasures and artifacts were all searched out.
At this point, the city that had evolved into the pinnacle of Chinese culture for thousands of years was completely destroyed by the Jin soldiers.
Some people died, but not completely...
