Jiang Xian didn't say anything else, but became thoughtful.
He was organizing his thoughts and words... Everyone was very clear, and no one was talking nonsense. The car quickly drove towards the town. Ten minutes later, they had arrived at the small town at the foot of the mountain. They found a tea shop, entered the private room, and everyone sat down. After a full twenty minutes, Jiang Xian slowly said: "I was thinking about some of the relationships between Minzhou and Yuzhou, and finally sorted out a line. Everyone, please consider it."
"The earliest inhabitants of Minzhou were the Seven Min in the Records of the Grand Historian. The geographical book "Yu Di Guang Ji" compiled in the Song Dynasty recorded that the three states of Fu, Jian and Quan were the Seven Min in the Spring and Autumn Period. In the "Shuowen Jiezi" written by Xu Shen in the Han Dynasty, they were recorded as the Southeast Yue, a species of snakes. They worshiped snakes."
"In 202 BC, after Liu Bang became emperor, he named Wuzhu the King of Minyue. After Wuzhu was enthroned at Yuewangtai, he established his capital, Yecheng, near Sanshan City, the capital of Minzhou today. That is the area around Hualin Temple and Hualin Lane in Sanshan City today."
Although what was said seemed to have nothing to do with the present, no one interrupted him, but listened very carefully. Even Song Yunshen had not touched the tea he was holding for a long time.
Jiang Xian's voice continued: "In those days, Minzhou was mountainous and foggy. Until the Tang Dynasty, 'the southeast was plagued by malaria and monsters.' The cost of official governance was very high, and governance was extremely difficult, often not worth the effort. On the other hand, the customs and habits of ethnic minority areas were different from those of Han areas, and it was difficult for the central dynasty to implement household registration and equal governance. Therefore, Minzhou was a local self-government at the time. It is similar to the current one country, two systems."
He restrained his smile and said, "However, it is precisely because of this "one country, two systems" policy that the imperial court was unable to reach the target, which led to a series of subsequent events."
"In the sixth year of Emperor Wu of Han's Jianyuan reign, which was 135 BC, Minyue became increasingly aggressive and tried to use military force against Dongyue to its west. Emperor Wu was furious and ordered Yan Zhu to lead the attack, and General Wang Hui and Han Anguo to attack in two directions. As the Han army pressed forward, Minyue became turbulent. Yu Shan, the younger brother of King Ying of Minyue, launched a coup, killed the King of Minyue, and asked the Han court to withdraw its troops."
"So, the Han Dynasty abolished the title of King of Minyue and divided Minyue into two, establishing Yueyao and Dongyue, which were ruled by Yao Junchou and Yu Shan, members of the royal family who did not participate in the rebellion, respectively. But in fact, most of Minyue was controlled by Yu Shan's Dongyue."
He sneered: "What a pity... People's hearts are unreliable. In the early days of Yu Shan's reign, he was very obedient. But in the 25th year of Emperor Wu's Yuanding reign, which was 112 BC, Yu Shan did something that was too clever for his own good."
He took a sip of tea and said slowly, "In 1930, Nanyue rebelled and Emperor Wu sent a large army to suppress it. Yu Shan took the initiative to ask for permission to send 8,000 soldiers by sea to help the Han army fight. However, not long after the troops were sent out, they were delayed due to the high seas. The Han court therefore believed that Yu Shan, the King of Dongyue, was fickle and even suspected that he was colluding with Nanyue. This incident completely angered Emperor Wu of Han, Liu Che."
"After conquering Nanyue, the Han army pressed on Dongyue. As the battle became more and more intense, how could the small Minyue Kingdom contend with the Han Dynasty, which unified the Central Plains at that time? In the end, a coup d'état took place in Minyue again, and the royal family killed Yu Shan and surrendered to the Han Dynasty."
His voice was extremely solemn: "After this battle, the Han court was worried that the Minyue people in Fujian would be fierce and rebellious, so they moved a large number of Minyue people to the Jianghuai area. The rule of the Minyue Kingdom ended here."
"Everyone, the migration of Emperor Wu of Han was not an ordinary migration. He moved all the people in the entire Minyue region to the Central Plains! This event is called the lost three hundred years in history. In other words, since Emperor Wu of Han, the history of Minyue disappeared! It was wiped out of thin air. It was not until the Three Kingdoms period that Sun Quan redeveloped Minyue and resumed history."
He stood up, walked to the window, looked at the whole village, stroked the glass gently, and murmured: "No one knows what happened in Minyue in the past three hundred years... But it is certain that most people have moved to the Central Plains. At that time, Gu Shu, witchcraft, and Shamanism were rampant in Minyue. These things also went to the Central Plains. Since this Gaoshan tribe has such an ancient heritage as the Grass Ghost Woman, it is absolutely impossible that they migrated here during the Qing Dynasty as their so-called genealogy says. They must have migrated from the Han Dynasty!"
"Why?" Song Chunyu asked puzzled.
"Because the lineage of the Grass Ghost Po was completely extinct in the Central Plains after the Ming Dynasty. Only Qianzhou and Baipu have inherited it. This matter is recorded in the "Complete Book of Mountain Laws" of my ancestor." Before Jiang Xian could answer, a weak voice came from the door. Everyone looked at the door in confusion, only Song Yunshen breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally here... please come in."
The door opened, Jiang Xian blinked and looked at the door in disbelief: "Aren't you... dead?"
There stood a young man at the door, completely different from the first time Jiang Xian saw him. There was no arrogance on his face, only deep hatred.
He was very weak, obviously he had just been discharged from the hospital. His face was pale, and his suit was not buttoned tightly. The bandage under his neck could be seen. It was Ye Chengan who should have been dead!
"Lucky, thanks to Mr. Song." Ye Chengan seemed to have matured in an instant, and there was no trace of frivolity in his words. He sat down on the chair and said in a deep voice: "That bullet was one centimeter away from my heart, hehe... Sooner or later, I will get revenge on our Ye family!"
Song Yunshen said calmly: "The Immortal Society is very powerful in Japan. Even I can't defeat them. I have no right to send diplomatic letters. If they knew that the Ye family is not extinct, they would definitely pounce on us like mad dogs... By the way, Mr. Ye helped Mr. Ye break the Nine Palace Flying Stars at that time. He knows very well what to do next."
Jiang Xian breathed a sigh of relief.
It is true that when you are at the end of your rope, you will find a way out.
Originally, he only had Ye Xiaozu's four stars in his hand, representing four locations. He had to race against time with the other party, and the other party would definitely not choose the same route as him - he was in the open and the enemy was in the dark, his movements were very easy to grasp, and behind him stood the furious Song Yunshen and Shenzhou. As long as the Changsheng Society was smart , they would not choose to confront him head-on.
Then... the other party will definitely choose to go deeper from other locations of the Nine Palaces Flying Stars. No matter what the Nine Palaces Flying Stars represent in the end, both parties will hold some of them.
Originally, he couldn't intercept the other party. But... now Ye Chengan is not dead! He remembers the route of the Nine Palace Flying Stars! Shenzhou has many opportunities to arrange the Changsheng Society clearly!
He had a hunch that the Nine Songs and Twelve Gods... were pointing to the How Tree.
The living How Tree is the one that can truly solve the How Tree he cursed!
"That's right." Jiang Xian put away his excitement and said in a deep voice: "Grass ghosts have disappeared from the Central Plains since the Ming Dynasty. They definitely cannot be Huang Ting's surrender to the Qing Dynasty. There must be something wrong with the "Chen Family Genealogy of Dengzhou Taiwan Native Colony"!"
"So, I came to a conclusion: after the Minyue people came to the Central Plains, they couldn't find a way to survive. After all, they were considered foreigners at the time. So they were bought as slaves by the major wealthy families. The Huo family was undoubtedly a wealthy family during the reign of Emperor Wu of Han. It was not a problem for them to buy some of the Gaoshan people of Minyue. It was not a problem for them to even make them guardians."
Song Chunyu nodded deeply, and suddenly asked: "But...protecting what?"
"The Huo family was later convicted and all of them were executed. What could they protect? A mausoleum? No... Huo Qubing's mausoleum is next to Maoling. The mausoleums of the Huo family's descendants would never be so strange. They don't seem to be protecting a mausoleum, but... they seem to be protecting..." He looked at Jiang Xian: "Similar to the underground palace of the First Emperor that Mr. Jiang discovered before, an incredible secret?"
No one spoke.
What they are guarding must be 003! But... after thinking about it, I still can't figure out what 003 is.
What could make a powerful family's servants guard it for thousands of years?
What kind of space can be dug out from underground for more than a thousand meters? This is larger than the Maoling Mausoleum of Emperor Wu of Han! This is a violation of the rules. Once it is investigated, even the Huo family will not be able to bear the responsibility!
Did Emperor Wu of Han know?
Maybe...was it something he hinted at? Something he allowed? Something he ordered?
After a long while, Song Yunshen breathed a sigh of relief: "Then... shall we go there directly now?"
"Wait a minute." Jiang Xian pondered for a moment and grinned: "Let's do this first ..."
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Duck Col.
It is located at the foot of Cuiping Mountain, with Yazi River flowing through the entrance. Hence the name.
The scenery here is unique. Every night, the setting sun shines down, as if a layer of golden lines are inlaid on the river surface. The sparkling river surface, combined with the tall Cuiping Mountain behind, will suddenly give people a sense of freehand painting where mountains and waters blend together.
There are dozens of short earthen buildings here. They are not covered with black tiles, but with layers of silver-grey grass. The style of the houses is also different from that of the Central Plains, and all the houses have no windows.
"Grandma!" A little girl, holding a lollipop in her hand, threw herself into an old woman's arms with joy and giggled, "This uncle is looking for you."
The old woman smiled and touched the child's face. Even in winter, she was wearing Gaoshan ethnic costumes. Her face was outlined with snake-shaped totems in red, green, blue, and yellow. Her nails were a strange green. Her pupils were red. Coming out in the middle of the night was enough to play the role of an evil ghost. She held a kite string in her left hand, and lovingly touched the little girl's head with her right hand, and smiled at a young cadre next to her: "Xiao Wang, why are you here?"
"Is it the Dwarf Spirit Festival again?" Xiao Wang was not at all surprised by the old woman's weird makeup. Instead, he smiled and said, "The Dwarf Spirit Festival is held every December to January. It's a pity... I won't be able to see it this year. I'm too busy."
He picked up the information in his hand and coughed lightly: "Grandma Zhao, please notify the others. The country is about to conduct a new round of census. Please report the population, income, and education level of the village in the next few days..."
Granny Zhao was stroking the little girl's hand and paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay."
Xiao Wang left. When his figure completely disappeared from Yazi'ao, the smile on Grandma 's face disappeared completely, and she pulled the kite string hard.
Kalala! In the sky, there was a very slight sound of bamboo. Just a hundred meters above the ground, a dragon-shaped kite was dancing wildly in the wind. However... this kite was made entirely of bamboo tubes! There was no silk at all. It was impossible to figure out how it floated in the sky.
Most people cannot hear this sound. However, when it sounded, four pairs of eyes in the four old houses in the village looked up at the same time.