"I've been here before, but it was many years ago."
"There aren't many ancient tombs in Qinhuangdao, right? I don't think I've heard of any big tombs. I haven't heard of any of us in the industry who are from here."
He looked out the car window and said: "Since ancient times, there have not been many ancient tombs near the sea, not as much as those in Shanxi, Shaanxi and Inner Mongolia. As for famous people in the industry, there are still a few. The former Guan Laoqi was from here.
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"Guan Laoqi? Boss, I don't think I've heard of this guy at all."
"I've never heard of it. Yunfeng, how old are you this year? If Guan Laoqi is still alive now, he must be at least ninety years old. It was this Guan Laoqi who teamed up with Wang Shaoyi to steal the Qingling Mausoleum. This man and I have met.
Yuan, I was still young at that time, and I had the impression that this man was a heavy smoker. He would curse at least three out of every five sentences he spoke. There was also a piece of high-quality Ming Dynasty white jade pendant with dragon pattern hanging from the bottom of his pipe. Yunfeng, Wang Shaoyi, you always
Should you have heard of it?”
"I've heard that Wang Shaoyi is Wang Shouyi's brother, right? The one who makes Thirteen Incenses."
"Yunfeng, you...are not in shape day by day."
I was just waiting at a red light, so I stopped and laughed.
Of course I know Wang Shaoyi. Although there is a gap in seniority, this man is very famous in the industry. He is a pure wild man. After Sun Dianying robbed the tomb of Cixi, he pretended to be a cotton player and walked around the streets during the day, and secretly carried out Qingdong at night.
There are many burial tombs in the mausoleum, and there is even a theory that he had the Night Pearl in his hand, and he swallowed it before being caught by the guards. His whereabouts are still unknown.
Shaanxi eats the Sui and Tang Dynasties, Shanxi eats the Song and Jin Dynasties, Inner Mongolia eats the Gaogu, Henan eats the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and Hebei eats the Ming and Qing dynasties. This is my summary of the north.
Careful people can understand these five short sentences by looking at our route in recent years.
There are many large tombs in the north, but they are not distributed everywhere, but they are concentrated. I rarely work in Hebei because I don’t like to deal with Ming and Qing Dynasties. Not all Ming and Qing tombs are poor, there are also very fat ones, and the difficulty is low.
This is a personal preference, and it is also related to the teachings of the leader, because when I entered the industry at the age of sixteen, the first person I came into contact with was the tomb of the Western Zhou Dynasty.
There is another reason. The large tombs in Hebei have basically been divided up, including some Qing tombs and Zhongshan Kingdom heritage areas. Some Zhongshan Kingdom cultural relics that can be seen on the market now, especially those with exquisite shapes, are small in size at first glance.
Jade reeds, jade rings, and bronze vessels with "trident" patterns on their surfaces are all
Something from the Zhongshan Kingdom. Some experts say that this "trident" pattern represents the word "mountain". I don't really agree. I think it may be a racial emblem exclusive to the royal family. Similar patterns are also found on bronzes in the late Shang Dynasty.
We can see some, maybe the founder of the Zhongshan Kingdom in Hebei is related to a certain big family of the Western Zhou lords.
This Zhongshan Kingdom ruins is very close to Brother Tian’s territory, so why was Jiu Qingshui eaten? I asked Brother Tian about this, but he obviously didn’t want to tell the reason. Brother Tian was definitely not afraid of Jiu Qingshui, and he reminded me of the last time he returned to Guan Jiu Qingshui.
Obviously I know Aunt Luo, I guess it may be related to Aunt Luo.
The red light turned green and I continued driving.
At this time, he suddenly said: "Yunfeng, I suddenly remembered a place. There is Funing County in Qinhuangdao. There is a small village called Fentuo Village in the county. There is a tomb of the Western Han Dynasty not far to the southwest of the village. I don't know if it exists now.
No one was cooking the pot."
"Boss, when did this happen?"
"About ten years ago, I was delayed by something else and didn't come back later."
"That's gone! What's more, the Western Han Dynasty Tomb, even a fool can see it, it must have been taken advantage of!"
Fengtuo Village, as soon as I heard the name of this village, I knew there must be something there. Nine of the ten tombs of the Han Dynasty were empty. It was not done at the time and now there is basically no need to visit it.
He shook his head and smiled, his expression unconcerned, when the traffic ahead suddenly slowed down.
I went down to take a look and immediately got in the car again.
"If there is a situation, take the lead. There is a traffic policeman ahead to stop the car."
"I haven't drank, so what are you afraid of?"
"It's not the boss, this car is a black car, there are no formalities..."
I was afraid of encountering this kind of situation along the way. Now, as long as you leave this area, you can get on the national highway. Once you get on the 205, the sky is high and the birds can fly.
So I immediately squeezed to the right. When the car in front of me moved, I swerved and cut in. Then half of the car's body pressed against the curb, and I fell backwards little by little.
Fortunately, I saw it early and was not discovered! Then I drove the wrong way for a while, then turned around and ran away at the intersection.
"Boss, don't leave yet. I'm not familiar with the road. I don't know which intersection has a car inspector. Let's wait until after twelve o'clock in the evening before we continue our journey."
It was already getting dark, so I hid the car, took out a small card from my pocket, and stuffed it along the crack of the door. Then I found a nearby restaurant with my boss and went in.
While I was eating, I asked the boss about the car inspection.
The restaurant owner didn't think much and said, "It's normal. It's the New Year and we're going to check for drunk driving."
I originally wanted to ask the locals for a safe route, but I was relieved to hear that they were checking for drunk driving. It was all about getting off work at that time.
In addition, I officially announced that I have failed to quit smoking.
You're right, if you quit everything, you might as well become a monk.
While we were waiting for the food to be served, two middle-aged men who were busy with their work suddenly came in, both with southern accents, and sat at the table behind us. They ordered a bottle of Erguotou and drank it with peanuts.
"Ge Laozi, have you heard about it?"
"What did I hear? Your mother-in-law has given birth again."
"Get out of here, you bitch!"
The man threw a piece of fried peanut into his mouth, chewed it and said, "The battle in Langzhong!"
My ears immediately perked up.
I put my head down and put down the water glass immediately.
He looked at me with his head.
I immediately moved my stool back a little.
"Have you heard of the old martial arts club? It's so awesome. But half a month ago, a mysterious man came to kick the gym, and he almost got punched!"
Another person laughed and said: "You are bragging again, what? Did you see it?"
"I didn't see it! But my buddy's buddy's master is from the old martial arts association! What he told me is 100% true!"
"I heard that a master from the old martial arts association fell in love with a woman while traveling. The woman was very beautiful, so the master forcibly tied her up to the mountain and gave her to him. He never expected that this woman had a
My brother is from the Changchun Society, so someone came to ask for an explanation."
"Naturally, this master from the old martial arts association would not admit it. The two sides started fighting when they disagreed. The woman's brother was no match and was beaten to death on the spot! The woman was also insulted because she saw her brother die tragically in front of her eyes.
, so he bit his tongue and committed suicide."
"The Old Martial Arts Association blocked the news, but unexpectedly the Changchun Association found out. Guess what?"
"The new president of the Changchun Society is young and energetic! He slammed the table on the spot! He sent Shui Wuchang, the top door-hanging master, to ask for justice!"
"Who is Shui Wuchang?"
"Have you never heard of Shui Wuchang? Haha, you've asked the right person. I've met this man once. He's 1.9 meters tall, with long hair reaching his waist. His hands are bigger than a fan, and he can crush people with one hand.
Head! There was a riot in the Changchun Mental Hospital two years ago. Shui Wuchang blocked the door with one hand. At least 500 masters died under his iron palm that night!"
"Hey... So awesome? Then the old martial arts club is in trouble."
"Isn't that right! There are also rumors that this incident was actually planned by the Changchun Society for the sake of being famous! Of course, there is no evidence for this matter, so I can't talk nonsense."
"That's right, don't talk nonsense. What happened next?"
"Then they started fighting!"
"One palm at a time! Shui Wuchang fought all the way up from the foot of Jinping Mountain! In the middle, there was a man standing in the way of the killer! The Buddha standing in the way killed the Buddha! The president of the old martial arts association! Ku Fist He Wei Wu saw that the situation was not good, so he had no choice but to end the fight himself.
"
"Shui Wuchang saw him appear. He smashed the bamboo as thick as the mouth of a bowl with one palm! From a distance of 500 meters, he threw it as a javelin!"
"It was there in the blink of an eye! I saw Wu Shan caught it with his palm! He stepped back step by step! He stepped with his right foot and pushed back hard!"
"Shui Wuchang was unmoved! He was flying right in front of him! He jumped up as soon as he pulled a green onion from a dry land! He stepped on the bamboo with both feet, and with this force, he rushed in front of He Weiwu in the blink of an eye!"
"Stop, stop, stop! Something's wrong. You just said that it's five hundred meters away. This Shui Wuchang can't fly five hundred meters if he steps on the bamboo, right?"
"When did I say five hundred meters? You heard me wrong! I said fifty meters!"
"I'm afraid it won't work even if it's fifty meters away, right?"
"Why not? Do you think the title of the number one master is for nothing? People know how to do it in Wudang Tiyunzong!"
"Oh, that's reasonable."
The man added: "It's a pity that He Weiwu's proud Ku Fist didn't stop Shui Wuchang. They exchanged eighty moves and he vomited blood and was defeated."
"Hey, there are so many masters in the old martial arts association. According to what you say, there is no one who can stop him?"
The man took a sip of wine and muttered, "Don't worry, just listen to me."
"Although He Weiwu is the president, he is not the strongest in the old martial arts association. The strongest one is actually a madman! This person's nickname is Thunder Drum, and his name is Xie Xiaorong."
"Thunder Drum? This name...why does it sound a bit outrageous?"
"You don't care whether he writes or not, that's what he's called! The weapon this man uses is a solid rattle weighing three hundred kilograms! There are printed thunder patterns engraved on the surface, and it's extremely powerful! With just a wave of his hand, he can crack mountains and crack rocks.
Powerful!"
"Shui Wuchang and Xie Xiaorong fought from day to night. They fought for three days and three nights! Until they were exhausted, they still couldn't decide the outcome! So the two signed an armistice agreement on the night of the full moon.
It was agreed that the old martial arts association would compensate the Changchun Association with eight million yuan, bow its head, apologize, and tell the world!"
The food had been served a long time ago, but we didn't take a bite.
My head looked solemn when I heard it, and I was immediately dumbfounded.
So much so that I didn't take a single puff of the cigarette in my mouth, and the ash was half a finger long.