The confidants who were following Zhang Liang responded one after another, and the confidant responsible for managing the motorcade hid in the motorcade with Zhang Liang's order.
Not long after, a convoy of dozens of carriages and hundreds of people slowly set off, heading east.
This day is September 30th, and tomorrow is the New Year. Zhang Liang will celebrate the New Year on his journey.
The same fate as Zhang Liang was found in Zhao Gao, who was driving a four-horse king's chariot speeding through Xianyang and rushing on his horse.
It’s also a carriage, but Lu Buwei’s and Lu Goujian’s are more leisurely.
But judging from the current distance and speed of the carriage, they will still enter Xianyang before Zhao Gao.
The Xiongnu in the northwest came and went in a hurry.
In Jiuyuan, before Yanmen's butt was warm, he was kicked by Meng Tian.
These two cities and counties, which have changed hands twice in a row in less than half a month, will enter the new year with endless blood.
The counties on the northwest wall were in a state of joy. Under the leadership of Crown Prince Ying Fusu, everyone celebrated the New Year happily.
Prince Ying Fusu is looking forward to what surprises his uncle will bring him after the New Year.
Stuttering Han Fei is also waiting, waiting for the full implementation of the reform in Shangjun after the New Year.
Drunkard Li Mu has not been drunk for a long time.
He would always stand at the top of Shangjun City, looking to the northwest. That was the territory of the barbarians, and it was also the place where he struggled.
There was still longing and longing in Li Mu's eyes, which was the instinct of a generation of military disciples and famous generals to expand their territories.
But he won't look too long, because compared to there, Shangjun seems to be more suitable for him to show off his skills.
Expanding a country thousands of miles is nothing compared to being famous in history.
The military strategist Yasheng Wu Qi is the most famous. What is recorded in the history books is not the training of Wei soldiers, but the implementation of reforms.
Far east of Qi, the Great Qin Army God Wang Jian was teasing his grandson Wang Li. He was both happy and worried when he saw Wang Li dancing with his spear and stick.
The former Lieutenant of the Great Qin Dynasty lived in a leisurely and comfortable life, with a small banquet every three days and a big banquet every five days.
He got along well with Kuaiji County, both the local powerful and the Qin officials sent abroad, and he did not act like an isolated minister at all in Xianyang.
Except that he still likes to talk about the four words "mean and unkind", he can be said to be a completely different person.
The current captain of the Qin Dynasty, Ying Chengyu, had a gloomy face and was "invited" to Xianyang Palace by Gai Nie and Zhang Han.
Tomorrow's wax festival, Ying Chengyu will attend together with the First Emperor.
The First Emperor was afraid that he would not be able to find Ying Chenglong by then, so he simply placed Ying Chenglong in Xianyang Palace one night in advance.
Dong dong dong~
The sound of drums shook away the gloominess of Xianyang at night, and the heart-shaking sound of drums brought infinite vitality to Xianyang.
There is no curfew in Xianyang tonight.
The people beat the big drums made of animal skins if they could, and beat them again and again, using their murderous strength.
According to the custom of the Qin Dynasty, on the day before the New Year, drumming was used to drive away the ghosts of plague and disaster. This is also the origin of the "New Year's Eve" festival.
If there are no conditions, they will knock on the door panel a few times, and this is considered to be the end of the expulsion.
Although the dull sound is not as ethereal and grand as the drum sound, it is more down-to-earth.
In front of the door of a wealthy family, statues of gods and goddesses would be carved from peach stems and hung in front of the two doors to avoid the intrusion of monsters and ghosts.
Shen Tu and Yu Lei, like Qin Qiong and Yu Chigong, are door gods hanging on every door in later generations.
Rumor has it that these two gods were good at catching ghosts, so they were carved into statues by the Qin people and hung on their doors.
These two ancestors of the door gods were thousands of years earlier than the two great goalkeepers of later generations.
The statue of Shen Tu is hung on the left door panel. It is dressed in colorful battle armor, has a majestic face, and a powerful posture. It holds a cold halberd in its hand. It looks fierce at first glance.
The statue of Yu Lei is hung on the right door panel. Compared with Shen Tu, he looks much kinder. He is dressed in a black battle robe and has a leisurely look on his face. He has no magic weapons or sharp weapons in his hands.
People of Qin believed that Shen Tu and Yu Lei would protect their homes and drive away ghosts and monsters.
The essence of this kind of thinking is the feeling of panic caused by years of war, not knowing where tomorrow will be.
Human power cannot be autonomous, so it can only place its good wishes to eliminate disasters, seek good fortune and avoid disasters on the gods - the door gods Shen Tu and Yu Lei.
The Qin State, which is happy when it hears war, does not essentially like war, but war will make their lives better, allowing them to eat well and live well.
Qin people like to fight, but they yearn for peace, stability, and an ordinary life more than people from other countries.
This is very contradictory, but the fact is that no family will burst into tears when they hear that their son or husband died in battle.
Not everyone has the state of Zhuangzi. When the beloved Xijun died, he not only did not feel sad, but also jumped for joy and beat gongs and drums - in this era, Taoist Zhuangzi was not popular, and all schools of thought regarded him as a madman.
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This phenomenon of parting after death is particularly prominent among poor families and ordinary people.
Therefore, they value the blessing of the door god more than those wealthy and powerful families.
However, most people don’t have the spare money to carve sacred tea and Yulei, so smart working people have come up with cheap alternatives.
You can't get peach stems, but you can always get peach wood.
They would draw two statues of gods directly on the peach wood - whether they resemble each other is another matter, but they were painted anyway.
Then the name of Shen Tu was mentioned on the left, and the name of Yu Lei was mentioned on the right - many of them did not draw, but just wrote the name.
During this period, every household must have someone who can read and write. It is very busy but also very happy.
Neighbors would come with peach trees and some cheap food - corn, millet, etc., and ask for help in mentioning the names Shen Tu and Yu Lei.
These two peach wood sticks will be hung on both sides of the door on the afternoon of New Year's Eve to ward off evil spirits and drive away ghosts. These are the original peach charms.
In later generations, peach trees had the properties of warding off evil spirits, driving away ghosts, and destroying evil spirits. This is where it came from.
The origin of peach wood to ward off evil spirits dates back to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.
"Warring States Policy. Qi Policy Three" says that when Meng Changjun planned to enter the Qin Dynasty, Su Qin told him the fable of the earth puppet and the peach stem to dissuade him. Among them, the earth puppet said the peach stem: "The peach stem of the Eastern Kingdom is also carved into pieces."
Think of people."
This proves that during the Warring States Period, the practice of peeling peach wood for people was already practiced.
"Zhuangzi" also records: "Put peach branches in the house, with ashes underneath them. Children will not be afraid when they enter, but ghosts will be afraid of them."
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The earlier record that peach wood has the effect of warding off evil comes from "Zuo Zhuan", which records that the ancients used bows made of peach wood to perform disaster-repelling rituals.
The ethereal and majestic drum sounds and the dull and down-to-earth sound of the door panel rang all night long.
Whether it's a human figure, a portrait, or the two-character god "Tu", Yu Lei is all equally brave.
In the dark night, he was majestic and drove all the demons and monsters out of the house. There was no nonsense in Xianyang all night long.
The sky turns white and light returns to the world.
Shen Tu and Yu Lei, who had been busy all night, hurriedly handed over their shifts with the newcomers Shen Nong and Hou Ji and went to rest.
Needless to say, Shennong was the legendary founder of the farm, one of the ancestors of China, and the sun god.
Hou Ji is the ancestor of the Zhou people, another representative agricultural figure and the god of grain who led the Zhou people in farming.
The arrival of these two gods who were human in life and became gods after death heralds the arrival of the New Year.
October 1st, Wax Festival.
The Wax Festival is a long-standing festival that can be traced back to the Xia Dynasty.
The earliest recorded wax sacrifice is in the "Book of Rites". In the "Book of Rites", there is a conversation between Confucius and his disciple Zigong, in which wax sacrifices are mentioned:
Zigong looked at the wax.
Confucius said: "Is it a pleasure to give something?"
He said to him: "Everyone in a country is crazy, and I don't know how to be happy."
Confucius said: "A hundred days of wax, a day of beauty, are beyond your knowledge. To stretch without relaxing is the way of civil and military affairs. To relax without stretching is the way of civil and military affairs. To relax without stretching is the way of civil and military affairs."
Zigong went with Confucius to watch the annual wax festival.
Confucius asked Zigong: "Look at these people, do you think they are happy or not?"
Zigong replied: "The whole city is very happy, but I don't know why they are so happy?"
Confucius said: "The common people have worked hard for a year, and they can be happy for a day during the wax festival. Their happiness is definitely not something that a rich kid like you can know. If you always pull the bow string very tightly and don't relax it,
Once the bow string lost its elasticity, even King Wen and King Wu could not do it."
"If you are only relaxed but not tense, even King Wen and King Wu will not be able to accomplish anything. Only a combination of leniency and severity, a combination of relaxation and relaxation, is the way to govern the country."
This dialogue is the origin of Zhang Yi Lei, the way of civil and military affairs. It is a metaphor that when governing a country, we must be both lenient and strict, and we cannot be blindly strict or blindly lax.
And what the character "pine" represents is the wax festival.
Even in the Qin State, which is known for its strictness, wax sacrifices are conducted with no taboos and are celebrated with joy.
Xianyang City.
The four doors are wide open from east to west, north and south.
The sound of gongs and drums, the cheers and laughter of the crowd, the excited shouts and unbridled conversations.
As the four heavy and old city gates fell, Xianyang, a city that should have been old-fashioned and harsh, emerged.
On this day, pedestrians on the streets can chat as much as they want, and people can walk around anywhere in Xianyang City as they please.
They will no longer be captured by the city defense army, and they will not go to the Great Wall or the Imperial Tomb to serve their sentences.
There were hundreds of carriages in front and behind, and the ox-cart drove out of Xianyang City. Under the driving of a skilled driver, it headed towards Yongcheng, not far away, where the ancestors of the Ying family were enshrined.
The originally spacious road seemed very crowded at this time, and the sound of the wooden wheels spinning never stopped since it started.
There are five extremely luxurious carriages in this huge fleet, and they look much better than other carriages from the outside.
Whether it is the tall and mysterious horses pulling the carriage, the driver who is obviously much more capable than other drivers in controlling the carriage, or the black bird, the totem of the Great Qin, carved on the carriage compartment, they all fully illustrate the nobility of these five carriages.
These five such luxurious carriages all belong to the First Emperor.
There is only one First Emperor, so five carriages are empty and four are empty.
There was only one carriage among them, with the First Emperor Ying Zheng and the Lord of Chang'an Ying Chenglong seated there.
"Tell me how much people hate you!"
Ying Chengyu was lying in the spacious carriage, with layers of tiger skins stacked under him.
This was something Ying Chengyu specifically requested before traveling. He was very fond of tigers and pandas, two nationally protected animals - he was reluctant to kill pandas.
Who wants cotton when you can lie on so many tiger skins? Isn’t this much more comfortable than a quilt?
Ying Chengqiao knocked on the carriage lightly, making a "tuk-tuk" sound, and listened to the hustle and bustle outside.
He said disdainfully: "If you go to Yongdi to worship your ancestors, you have to prepare five carriages. Are you so afraid of death?"
Ying Chengxuan did not mention anyone by name, but apart from Ying Chengxuan himself, there was only the First Emperor in the carriage.
With an angry look on his face, the First Emperor dropped the half-read memorial in his hand and said impatiently: "Are you done yet? You ridiculed me when you saw me today. Can you shut your mouth!"
Ying Chengyu, full of resentment, made sarcastic remarks all morning, but the First Emperor refused to respond.
Now that he had received a response from the First Emperor, Ying Chengyu immediately became more energetic and sat up suddenly.
"Did I make a mistake?"
Picking up two volumes of unapproved memorials, the First Emperor threw them hard at Ying Chenglong. This move definitely contained personal grudges.
"If you're energetic, give me two batches. Don't talk here!"
The First Emperor unified the world and created a great situation unprecedented in ancient and modern times, but the resentment he aroused was also unprecedented in ancient and modern times. There are countless people in the world who want to kill the First Emperor.
Ying Chengyu's words were correct, but because they were true and could not be refuted, the First Emperor was very annoyed.
Slapping the two bamboo slips back, Ying Chengyu smiled coldly: "Why do I love you so much?"
Ying Chengyu, who failed to resign successfully, guessed that the First Emperor had seen through his thoughts, and at that moment he completely let himself go.
Brothers, friends and brothers?
Bullshit!
How can I be happy?
Anyone who dares to let me go to work is my enemy!
"You want to seize my throne. I ask you to hold wax sacrifices with me and spread your fame. You should be happy..."
"Pretend, you keep pretending, I'll see how long you can keep pretending." Ying Chengyu interrupted and sneered, "They are both thousand-year-old foxes, why are you playing with me?"
The First Emperor frowned, returned his cold eyes, and said: "Speaking of Liao Zhai, I remembered it. In that "Liao Zhai", you used ghosts as metaphors for people to blame me for my harsh governance. Do you think I can't see it?"
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"You're not young anymore, why don't you do such childish things?"
The two brothers bickered all the time.
The huge convoy moved gradually, getting farther and farther away from Xianyang and getting closer to Yongdi.
From Xianyang to Yongdi, the road has always been a thoroughfare. There are no mountains, winding paths or deep forests.
The only trees on both sides of the road were green pine trees, which grew denser year by year and became more and more gloomy. Today, however, the gloom was washed away by the joy, and it seemed to be a welcoming atmosphere for the First Emperor to pay homage to his ancestors.
In the eyes of military disciples, this kind of unobstructed view of the terrain and terrain is a place that is very bad at ambushing and hiding troops.
Even if Li Mu, who was famous for his flying troops and was good at hiding troops in the most unlikely places, was summoned, it would be difficult to ambush five hundred elite troops on both sides of this smooth and spacious galloping road.
There is a distance of ten feet between each green pine tree. No matter how strong the trunks of these green pine trees are or how tall they grow, they cannot hide too many soldiers and horses or hide too many human figures.
It was on such a disadvantaged road that a strong man was shirtless, and the scars were covered by an unknown green liquid.
He was standing on a green pine tree, at the base of a thick branch. His whole body was obscured by the dense canopy of pine needles, and his eyes were staring into the distance.
He held the trunk of the tree with one hand and dug his five fingers into it to hold it firmly.
The other hand is holding a large hammer that is almost as tall as the others.
He placed the hammer head down on another branch.
It looks weird if the hammer is not on the same branch, but there is nothing you can do about it.
This hammer is too heavy. If it is on the same branch as him, even if the branch is the thickest branch of a century-old green pine, it will not be able to withstand the gravity of the two of them.
Even when they were opened like this, the branches that were no less powerful than the branches stepped on by a strong man were pressed downward by one meter, and there were obvious cracks where they were connected to the main trunk of the green pine.
The real name of the strong man is not known to the world, because the weapon in his hand is a huge hammer that is difficult for ordinary people to pick up, so the world calls him the Big Hammer.
When Zhang Liang fled from Xinzheng, he did not protect Zhang Liang by his side, but came here - at both ends of the Chi Road in Xianyang Zhishang County, beside a green pine tree.
On New Year's Eve, he slept under this green pine tree.
The sky hadn't cleared yet, but he had already climbed up the pine tree.
The terrain here cannot hide five hundred people, but it is more than enough to hide one person.
In the eyes of military disciples, one person's power is so insignificant that it cannot determine the outcome of a battle.
But in Zhang Liang's eyes, one person may not be able to lead an army to victory through bravery.
But at some point, one person can decide the direction of the entire world.
"I didn't make it last time, so I'll make it this time." Big Hammer said to himself as he stared at the dust rising in the distance.
The last time he mentioned it was when Jing Ke attacked Qin.
Before that huge campaign to assassinate Qin began, Tian Guang died to keep the secret, and Qin rebel general Fan Yuqi sacrificed his head.
Along the banks of the Yishui River, the farewell message of "The wind is rustling and the Yishui is cold, and a strong man will never return once he is gone" has been passed down for thousands of years.
Jing Ke, a distinguished scholar who never returned, was written by Tai Shigong in "Historical Records", which was praised by Lu Xun as "the swansong of historians and the rhymeless Li Sao", and became the authority for future generations to study Chinese history.
In fact, there should have been a big hammer in that grand event, and there should also be a big hammer in the "Historical Records" - if Prince Yan Ji Dan hadn't been so anxious to urge it.
"Warring States Policy" contains:
Jing Ke had something to wait for, and he wanted to stay with him. He lived far away in the future, so he wanted to stay with him.
Before it happened, the prince was late and suspected that he had changed his mind, so he asked him again and said: "The sun is running out, is Jing Qing unintentional? Please send Qin Wuyang in advance!"
Jing Ke was angry.
He scolded the prince and said: "Anyone who goes here today and does not turn back is a fool! Now I am carrying a dagger into the unexpectedly strong Qin Dynasty. If I stay here, I will treat my guest as my guest. Now the prince is late, please resign!"
Then it happened.
Jing Ke was waiting for another helper and wanted to go with him. The man lived far away and had not yet arrived, so he stayed and waited for him.
After a while, Prince Dan still hadn't set off. Prince Dan felt that Jing Ke had left late and suspected that he had changed his mind and regretted it. He asked Jing Ke again: "The time is almost up. Don't you want Jing Qing to go? Please allow me to send Qin Wuyang first!"
Jing Ke was angry.
He scolded the prince and said: "Anyone who has gone today and cannot come back properly is a useless person. Now I am only carrying a dagger to penetrate into the unpredictable and violent Qin State. The reason I stay is to wait for a helper to go with me."
Now the prince thinks it is too late to leave, so I will say goodbye."
So we set off.
The big hammer is the person Jing Ke was waiting for back then.
"Young master said that the King of Qin was extravagant and extravagant, he was very happy with his achievements, and the most luxurious carriage was where the King of Qin was, but..."
In the distance, the motorcade was approaching, but we could see the sun was covered by the fierce battles, the armored vehicles were like clouds, rows of geese were passing by, and groups of people were approaching each other.
Big Iron Hammer stared at the five luxury carriages in the distance that were unique among all carriages.
His mind was a little down, and he had a splitting headache and murmured: "Sir, what if there are five of you?"
With his mind unsteady, his hand unconsciously added some force, and a clear creaking sound came from the branch where the big hammer in his hand was sitting.
The branches were already bearing a weight that they shouldn't bear, and the heavy hammer unintentionally added weight, making the branches overwhelmed.
The big hammer was startled and he hurriedly raised the weapon.
If such a large branch fell at this time, such an abnormal phenomenon would inevitably arouse the vigilance of the officials guarding the First Emperor.
He couldn't say he was meticulous this time, but the murder was surprising enough and he fell short.
The big hammer hurriedly changed the weapon to another branch, looked at the broken spot with fear, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
weight!
A occupied carriage weighs differently than an unoccupied carriage.
There is only one King of Qin, so he must only ride in one, and the carriage he rides in is lighter than the other four carriages.
I see which carriage has the smallest bumps, it must be the one that King Qin is riding in, hahahaha!
Sledgehammer was extremely excited about the unexpected discovery. This was the first time that he solved such a big problem through intelligence instead of force.
If the young master knew it, he would also praise me highly.
While he was thinking, he looked down at the five luxury carriages in the convoy that were getting closer and closer to him.
"Why is this road so bumpy?" Ying Chengyu complained and said, "You know you want to worship your ancestors, but you don't want to repair this road first? Why did you give you cement?"
Today's Chidao is not paved with cement, but is compacted with yellow sand that has been stir-fried with salt.
But no matter how solid this era is, after a certain period of time, it will still be full of holes and bumps under the ravages of wind, rain, sun, and horse pedals.
Am I a god?
Can one road be built in one month?
Besides, the memorials I approved were not bumpy, but you were lying on the eighteenth layer of animal skin and there was a fart bump!
Damn it!
The First Emperor was so angry that he could not bear to ignore his brother and speed up the approval of the memorial.
The big hammer on the green pine tree stared blankly, almost to the point of exploding his eyes.
"These five cars... Why do they all have the same ups and downs..."
He doesn't understand.
"Brother Emperor, you are really afraid of death." Ying Chengxuan continued to taunt and snarl, "Before setting off, he weighed four stones with the same weight as the two of us and placed them on the four carriages."
"If you hadn't stopped me, I would have let the real person go up. After all, stones are dead objects and are different from living people. If you come up in the future, you must be so careful." The First Emperor lowered his head and warned while approving the memorial.
"Damn it, stop talking nonsense." Ying Chengyu said in annoyance: "Aren't you tired from doing this every day? If you can't, please retreat early and let the eldest nephew get on, so as to give the younger one a little way to survive. Also, you told me to stay in the carriage.
, what’s the difference between a stone and a living person?”
The First Emperor said softly: "Everything must be done with full merit, and the conduct of the country must be done in this way. You cannot always think about the same. I can't tell the difference between the two, but it is always better to live.
"Fusu is still too immature, but you are. There has been a lot less turmoil in Yingdu. The ballad you asked me to compile is indeed useful..."
You just have to drag me to work!
When Ying Chengyu heard this, he became even more upset.
He turned over and sat up, walked to the front of the carriage, and lifted the curtain to let some air in.
The figure of the First Emperor reviewing the memorial, along with the figure of Ying Chengyu, were exposed in the eyes of the big hammer looking down at him from above.