The Secret Story of Guanshan Corpse Sea Fox Fairy Chapter 133: The Bronze Ding of the Western Zhou Dynasty from the Ancient Tradition of the Tian Family
Corpse Sea Fox Fairy Chapter 133: The Bronze Ding of the Western Zhou Dynasty from the Ancient Tradition of the Tian Family
Feng Yu felt a sigh of relief in his heart. It seemed that Zhang Xiuxian still didn't understand his father well enough. He was the one who was said to be old-fashioned, deep-tempered, taciturn and melancholy. It was even harder to ask something out of his mouth than Zhang Manyue's.
"Ask my dad? That's really too much to think about."
Zhang Xiuxian asked: "It means that the old man is quite mysterious. He goes back and forth to the Fox Fairy Tomb. Aren't we all down there? We don't have the right to know anymore?"
"You don't understand my father. He doesn't want you to know. It's useless for you to beg him. There's no need to beg him for this. We have arms and legs ourselves. Whatever we want to know, we can do it ourselves."
Zhang Xiuxian said seriously: "Then you should go and ask. Maybe the old man was going to tell you, and he was just waiting for you to ask him."
Feng Yu didn't say anything. There was no need to rush into this matter.
There was an endless stream of people in the Tongji Club. A group of people who had finished eating were followed by another group. Although the speech was over, everyone was a person with lofty ideals. They sat together and pursued the same ideals, so the topic naturally came up.
Get up.
The two of them quickly finished the food on the table. In order to make room for those young people with ideals, they got up and left. Before leaving, Feng Yu glanced at the people in the room. How could he see Boss Yue?
shadow.
Walking on the street, the sky is like blue waves, and you can see thousands of miles away. Surrounded by mountains in the distance, Taiyuan City is located in a valley, with a long history and profound cultural accumulation. In such a city, there are always many stories.
People are coming and going in the streets and alleys. Occasionally, a car is seen driving on the road. There are many soldiers patrolling the city. These days, the warlords are on different sides. Yan Laoxi of Shanxi is a man who loves money and life. The only way to assess the situation is to judge the situation now.
The foundation of a foothold.
Listening to people talking on the street, I heard that a war is about to start soon, and the National Army is preparing for a Northern Expedition to clean up the local warlord forces. After all, the whole country is suffering from internal and external troubles.
Zhang Xiuxian was interested in this matter, and threatened to brag to Feng Yu, saying that if their troops were here, they would definitely be the vanguard troops. He also talked about how their leader was so powerful in fighting, which frightened the enemy.
Feng Yu replied, "Your leader is a great fighter, but he is in the wrong team. Aren't you in the southwest now? What are you fighting in the southwest? Bandits?"
Zhang Xiuxian defended their leader, "Even if he fights the bandits, he will be just as powerful. Maybe if the bandits are beaten well, there is still hope of coming back. When the time comes, I will be transferred back and I will sue you. From now on, you, brother Xiuxian, will be in the army."
If you have a good hand, you will never do this speculative business, and there is no point in begging me."
"Hey...ah, I don't know who made a fortune by speculating all day long, and then quit one by one. Don't worry, I won't beg you when the time comes. If your boss asks you to go back, just go there quickly.
Before the battlefield, tell me where you put your money, so that all the money will be wasted when you die. I will use the money to support your mother, and I will ensure that she will take care of her until she is placed in the coffin and buried, so you can rest assured."
Zhang Xiuxian thought, "No, no, Ya'er wants to rob me of my money. These are two different things..."
Feng Yu naturally knew that there was probably no chance that Commander Zhang Xiuxian would come back. A person who was in the wrong team was sent to the southwest to suppress bandits. After a few years, when the personnel at the top were transferred, who could still remember who you were?
If you take the wrong path once, you will spend half your life in the mountains.
The so-called leader can only live in Zhang Xiuxian's mouth.
Two people here
After walking around Taiyuan City for a while, I took the last train at dusk and returned to Tian's house.
The Tian family started to arrange dinner. Feng Yu was really afraid of the dinner in Shanxi. There was no business that Shanxi people could not negotiate at the dinner table, there was no consensus that Shanxi people could not reach at the dinner table, and there was nothing that Shanxi people could not do at the dinner table.
When Shanxi merchants were famous all over the world, I am afraid that Qiao Zhiyong also won people's hearts by eating and drinking, and the path he opened must have at least this element.
Due to the arrival of Feng Qing, he was regarded as an honored guest of the Tian family. Feng Yu had been sleeping a few days ago. When he woke up today, according to the rules of Shanxi people, he had to put a table on the table, firstly to get rid of bad luck, and secondly.
Entertain the original distinguished guest Fengqing.
When Feng Yu and Zhang Xiuxian saw Zhi Zhi, they didn't say a few words before a waiter from the Feng family asked Feng Yu and the others to go to the front hall for dinner. The Feng family's own waiter really didn't see anyone else when he arrived at the Tian family.
When we arrived at the front hall, we just waited for Feng Yu to take a seat.
As the head of the Tian family, Tian Yilong should fulfill his duties as a landlord.
After Feng Yu and Zhang Xiuxian took their seats, Tian Yilong first offered incense sticks to his dead old mother in the hall. Feng Yu noticed that Tian Yilong's incense sticks were four sticks. Among the people, there is quite a lot of emphasis on offering incense.
Three immortals, four ghosts, and four sticks are used to worship ghosts. Could it be that Mrs. Tian has become a ghost?
Feng Yu was not in a hurry to say anything, but he saw that the incense cauldron was not an ordinary incense burner. The cauldron was more than one meter high, with a rounded lower abdomen and three legs. There were cloud and thunder patterns on the legs of the cauldron, and the outline of the cauldron was decorated with various decorations.
With various patterns, wide rim, and unshakable momentum, and the decorations on the top and feet of the tripod are different, this object must be extraordinary.
Feng Yu did not study this kind of bronze tripod in depth. Zhang Xiuxian had been trading antiques for two years and was somewhat interested in bronzes. He touched Feng Yu and muttered: "The bronze tripod of the Western Zhou Dynasty has a price but no market."
Bronze tripods were popular in Xia, Shang and Western Zhou Dynasties. In the feudal era, tripods were a symbol of status and power. Historical records say: to worship heaven and ancestors, the emperor used nine tripods, the princes used seven tripods, the ministers used five tripods, and the scholars used three tripods.
The Western Zhou Dynasty was the heyday of the development of bronze tripods. Most of them had Taotie patterns, Xie patterns, human-shaped patterns and animal face patterns. The bronze tripod in front of Feng Yu had Xie patterns and animal face patterns.
Feng Yu didn't consider the value of the tripod first, and was really dumbfounded by the four sticks of incense he offered to Mrs. Tian.
The Tian family's family motto is still hanging in the hall, and the principle of asking the elders first before eating cannot be broken.
Feng Yu saw his father sitting on the table in deep thought, and asked Feng Qing in a low voice: "Dad, why is this old lady Tian eating only four sticks of incense?"
Feng Qing glanced at Feng Yu, his face expressionless and tense.
After Tian Yilong finished, he took his seat and started the banquet. When he came up, he toasted to Feng Qing. Generally speaking, it was difficult for him, a relative of the Feng family, to meet the head of the Feng family. In any case, he was more or less influenced by the appearance of the Feng family.
, although the Feng family has been out of control in the past two years, there are rules in the industry. Once you have eaten a bowl of rice from others, you have to remember that the most feared thing in life is forgetting your roots.
After a few glasses of authentic Fen wine, everyone started to use their chopsticks. At the table, in addition to Feng Yu and the others from the Feng family, there were also some local friends of Tian Yilong.
Zhang Xiuxian was not in the mood to eat. He had not yet digested the meal at the Tongji Club, and all his thoughts were on the bronze tripod.
"I said, Uncle Tian, that tripod seems to have some background. How did you get it? Did it crawl out of the ground?" Zhang Xiuxian asked bluntly.
Tian Yilong didn’t shy away from it either. Everyone sitting here was convinced.
A person who is successful is a person who doesn't talk much. When a topic arises, he is naturally willing to talk to everyone. Otherwise, it would be too awkward for a large table of people to sit together and eat together.
"That tripod does have some origins and a story. I just happened to tell everyone about it to relieve their boredom."
Tian Yilong took a sip of wine and dispersed cigarettes to the people sitting there. Wine and cigarettes go well with stories.
"It's a strange thing to say. That year was the 30th year of Daoguang. Emperor Daoguang died and Emperor Xianfeng succeeded to the throne. People were suffering from heavy cigarette smoking. Mr. Tian, who was my grandfather, was in the midst of a famine.
There are smokers all over the city, and the crops in the fields are deserted and no one is planting them, so it’s really a wasteland.”
Zhang Xiuxian then lamented, "Smoking is a harmful thing. It will destroy families, scatter wives and children, and eventually lead to death on the streets. Those foreign devils just want to get rich and lose their conscience."
"At that time, the family was too poor to open the pot. It seems to be a coincidence. It was God's blessing. When my grandfather was urinating in the backyard, he accidentally saw a bright light on a large piece of earth cliff that had collapsed from the rain a few days ago.
Thinking that there might be something there, he dug it open with his hands, and then used a hoe to push away the surrounding soil, and a wrapped object appeared. My grandfather asked someone to lift the thing out, and opened the outer package to take a look.
, it was originally a bronze tripod.”
Tian Yilong took a puff of cigarette, and after a while, several people at the dinner table were smoking and the room was filled with smoke. The smoke filled the room, making this story a bit more mysterious.
"The bronze tripod is the one in front of me. My grandfather opened the package outside. There was a lot of rust on the bronze tripod. It looked like an antique. At that time, my grandma wanted to sell the tripod to supplement the family income. My grandfather said no and refused, so he kept hiding the tripod.
At home, in ancient times, only emperors and generals were worthy of tripods. My grandfather hoped that this tripod would bring good luck to the family. He was also a famous southern climber. He had never seen a one-meter-large tripod, and it came from
Your own backyard is a gift from God, how can you just sell it?"
At this time, Feng Yuyan said something: "Then...the place where the tripod was dug must be a Feng Shui tomb..."
Tian Yilong smiled and continued: "The days were getting harder and harder every day, and it got to the point where I had to sell the cauldron. My grandfather was a tomb-picker and didn't understand that kind of Feng Shui structure.
He thought that the cauldron could not be sold no matter what. Since there could be copper cauldrons dug in the backyard, there might be other ones. So my grandfather called my father and several uncles and started digging. Except for the cauldron, there were other bronze cauldrons in the backyard.
I really dug something, and I heard there was a tomb down there, so my grandfather picked two things to get through the most difficult time."
A friend sitting next to Tian Yilong said: "God doesn't want your Tian family to starve to death. Brother Tian, is there really a tomb underground in this house? I have never heard you mention it. When your old man built the house later, he buried the tomb.
Removed?"
Tian Yilong took a sip of wine, took a deep breath on the remaining cigarette butt, and twisted it on the ground.
"This is what happened later. My grandfather had a look at the bronze tripod with a man who knew Feng Shui. He said that this thing suppresses evil and suppresses ghosts. If you leave it at home, it will be useful in the future. So he threw the bronze tripod in the backyard.
, as time passed, not many people in the family remembered this object. As for the tomb under the house, it was not touched when the house was being repaired. My grandfather said that this tomb had helped the Tian family, and it would be unreasonable to destroy other people's tombs. Feng Shui
The teacher also said that if the layout of this tomb is slightly changed, it will be prosperous to build residences on it."
