Luo Xian, the official in charge of protecting the tomb of Muling in Song Dynasty Yong.
This name is lightly engraved on the inscription, but this long list of official positions does not seem to be an honor to the person in the tomb, but an unbearable shame.
Jiang Wen looked at the inscription in silence, with its earthy surface, and the epitome of that turbulent era slowly emerged in front of his eyes.
In the turbulent years when the Southern Song Dynasty collapsed and the Mongols took over, no one had time to care, let alone the chance to know that there would be such a group of forgotten people living happily.
Their stories are neither complex nor heroic, and are even so dark and trivial that they are invisible. In the final analysis, they are just the stories of a group of complete losers.
After the Southern Song Dynasty went into exile in the south of the Yangtze River and settled in Lin'an as the capital, the imperial court was not called "the capital" but only "the place where the emperor lives", and the emperor's tomb was not called "shanling" but only "caigong". Because when the tomb was being built, the imperial court's
Official Zeng Yu said: "The mausoleum of the emperor and empress is now in Yiluo. It will return to his nephew soon after it returns to the Central Plains. It should be named Zuan Palace."
Therefore, the name "Zan Gong" is an alternative way of saying it when the army is in trouble.
However, with the hope of regaining the north, the six tombs in the south of the Yangtze River were already populated by seven emperors and seven empresses. A large number of tomb guards were gradually assigned to the foot of Shanghuang Mountain in the remaining mountains of Kuaiji Mountain. In addition to concubines, maids, eunuchs, and servants, there were hundreds of people.
The mausoleum guarding army is stationed all year round, forming a small utopia of its own.
Luo Xian, who had nowhere to go, was once a member of this place.
But as the horses of the Mongols moved southward, crushing the peaceful dream of the Southern Song Dynasty, misfortune finally came to this solemn and forbidden land with towering pines and cypresses, continuous palaces, lingering incense day and night, and endless enjoyment at all four seasons.
The plundering and burning were done casually. As the people who guarded the tomb dispersed quickly, there were only a dozen old tomb guards who were unable to make a living and had mutilated limbs, and the middle-ranking eunuchs remained at the tomb.
These people were jokingly named the mausoleum protectors by Yuanting. From then on, they settled in a cottage at the foot of the mountain and never left.
Luo Xian, who entered the palace at a young age, is also one of them.
At the beginning, there were still low walls around the Liuling Tombs, and there were still a few Xiangtangs to provide shelter from the wind and rain. These survivors worked hard on the thin fields to make a living, barely getting enough food and clothing, and nothing else was worth mentioning.
However, as the Fu Temple was built at the foot of the mountain, the monks in Taining Temple continued to cut down the mausoleum trees and steal the treasures from the tombs. Between the six mausoleums, foxes and owls kept barking all night long. Many walls were deliberately pushed down, and several halls were damaged by wind and rain.
Invasion.
Gradually, all that was left of the so-called solemn tombs of emperors and empresses in the former dynasty was a pile of soil and a monument in a dark pine forest.
The greatest calamity occurred in August of the 22nd year of Yuan Dynasty during the reign of Kublai Khan.
In this year, the Buddhist leader in the south of the Yangtze River, Yang Lianzhenjia, was a disciple of the eminent monk Pasiba in XZ, and led the monks southward.
This Xixia native was concerned about something in the Six Tombs, so the tombs of Song Ningzong and his queens Yang, Lizong, and Duzong became the first four tombs to be stolen.
According to the record on the stele, there was also a messenger named Zhonglu surnamed Liu. His face was as stiff as dead, but he was tireless and did not suffer from hunger or cold. He read out Kublai Khan's decree and ordered the tomb protectors not to stop him.
The only thing we know now is that Luo Mian, the protector of the Song Dynasty mausoleum who was buried in Netherworld Alley, led his people to protect him to the death, but was beaten and tortured by the opponent.
The noses, ears, and tongues of the old soldiers and eunuchs were cut off by Yang Liazhenjia's men, and the bones of their hands and feet were repeatedly broken. The evil monks took pleasure in torturing them day and night.
The old soldiers died soon, leaving only a black waistband.
Just when the eunuchs thought they were about to die, an old eunuch who kept secrets on the monument appeared and rescued them by borrowing the decree of King Shura from Master Ba Si Ba. Then these half-dead eunuchs were held at knifepoint.
The neck was driven out of the cemetery.
The ancestor in the Forbidden Palace told them that he would no longer care about their life and death. If he didn't want to be hunted down by these lamas, he could just escape further south.
The dying eunuchs fled down the mountain and happened to encounter a group of sneaky people.
The eunuchs guarding the mausoleum thought they had encountered tomb robbers and evil monks from the mountains, and thought they were dead. However, the leader of the other party was a heroic man named Tang Yu from Shanyin, Shaoxing. He usually used justice and wealth, and performed chivalry and justice.
After he heard that the imperial mausoleum had been stolen, he immediately sold his property, gathered patriots from the countryside, and risked their lives to sneak into the imperial mausoleum tonight, hoping to replace the bones of the emperors and empresses with animal bones.
Luo Mian was the youngest. He could no longer bear the resentment in his heart, so he volunteered to sneak back to the mountain with them. Finally, he put the bones of the Southern Song emperors into a stone letter and buried them in front of Tianzhang Temple in Lanzhu Mountain, Shaoxing. The Weili Sect
The skull is so huge that I dare not change it.
Later, Luo Xian found out that Yang Liangzhenjia heard someone say that Lizong's mouth "had pearls in his mouth that illuminated the night, so he hung his corpse upside down among the trees and drained the mercury. After three days and nights, he actually lost his head."
Later, in order to use the art of hating victory, the demon monk Yang Liazhenjia also collected the bones of all the emperors, mixed them with the bones of cattle and horses and other animals, and buried them together under the palace of the Southern Song Dynasty, and built a "High Ten" on it.
The three-foot-long white pagoda suppresses it, which is called Zhenben." It means to suppress the resistance of the people in the south of the Yangtze River to the rule of the Yuan Dynasty.
Such behavior naturally aroused great hatred among the people in the south of the Yangtze River. Among them, the Taoist priests who failed in the debate and were expelled from secular life, the monks in secret societies, the Mingjiao believers who had been suppressed and resisted for a long time, the landless farmers and handicraftsmen finally united and formed a secret society.
A burning fuse.
Seeing the resentment among the people and the courage of the righteous people, young Luo Xian thought that Zhao Song's energy was not exhausted yet. Hearing that some people in Guangdong and Guangxi claimed that Zhao Bing, the last emperor of Song Dynasty, was still alive, so he discussed going south to search for him.
Relying on the help of the righteous Tang Yu, these crippled eunuchs finally entered Fujian by boat after going through untold hardships.
Due to strong winds on the way, they first sailed to Nan'ao, Guangdong by mistake, and then the ship was broken by huge waves and drifted to the west of Hepu. Five or six more eunuchs in the group died, and only nine of them were able to go ashore.
Coincidentally, at a seaport in Puxi, they also met Zhao Ruohe, the prince of Minchong County whose surname was Huang, who was avoiding trouble.
The former prince was wearing brown clothes and was barefoot, carrying a fishing net on his shoulders and preparing to go to sea; the former princess' wife was selling vegetables at the roadside with a loud voice; several children without pants were rolling in the mud, and no one could tell that it was Ling.
The royal heir of Luo Bujue.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! An old eunuch took advantage of the fact that there was no one around, and went up to call the prince, but then the other person's eyes were filled with fear, and the old eunuch looked around helplessly.
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The two sides chatted for a long time, and finally passed by indifferently in the bustling fish market, with no one daring to say another word.
Luo Xian's face was ashen on the side, and he finally understood that in the 22nd year of the Yuan Dynasty, the Zhao Song Dynasty for whom he worked so hard to guard the mausoleum had already perished in people's hearts, just like Min Chong who was dressed as a fisherman in the fishing market just now.
To be honest, the county princes are just ordinary people. Even if they find the legendary late Song Dynasty Emperor, it will just be a repeat of Lu Xiufu's incident.
In fact, in the fierce Southern Song Dynasty, bones and blood were still spreading among the people, but no one dared or even wanted to pick it up again...
The eunuchs came to Fuzhou City to beg for food, but they could not defeat the beggars. They eventually walked into the most filthy Yi Zhuang Cemetery in the city and resumed their old trade - the three lanes and seven lanes of the city.
There is this Yizhuang in the corner, and opposite there is an abandoned printing office in the late Song Dynasty.
History seemed to have come full circle again, playing a small joke on them. It was just that it was used to guard the tombs of the Seven Emperors and Queens, but now it is used to bury countless people who died in vain or died as guests in Fuzhou City.
The disabled eunuchs guarding the mausoleum come and go in the city every day. The corpses of children who died young were sold for forty coins, and the corpses of adults who died violently were sold for eighty coins. They were responsible for sending them to the human furnace for burning. No one in this city wanted to deal with these lowly, dirty, and dirty people.
Being with or against eunuchs who smell bad all day long.
The old eunuchs slowly died of old age, and the youngest Luo Xian was getting older and older. He stayed in this unnoticed courtyard, as if he had been abandoned by the world, and died with his eyes wide open on a cold night. Only a piece of cake was buried with him.
It was rubbed until it was as smooth as a sword, a waist badge made of ebony.
It turned into this small human tomb.
Reading between the lines, Luo Xian is full of depression and resentment. He wants to resist and cry out, but is weak and powerless.
He longed for the prosperity of the Southern Song Dynasty that he had never experienced before. Seeing the increasingly cruel rule of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, he regretted the pain of his skin. The matter of protecting the mausoleum made him suffer endlessly. He was like a man born in darkness who spent his whole life.
I want to imagine a scene where light shines.
Luo Xian, the official in charge of protecting the tomb of Muling in Song Dynasty Yong.
These eleven words are not only an identity that will be remembered for a lifetime, but also the only thing that he can remember in this hesitant journey of life, even though he can never mention it.
Jiang Wen looked at the date signed on the tombstone and realized that God had played another black humorous joke on him.
Luo Xian finally lived to be ten years old, a full eighty years old, which was an unprecedented longevity for a eunuch - but it was just not enough.
Because in the second year after his death, public dissatisfaction could no longer be suppressed, Han Shantong and Liu Futong of the White Lotus Sect took the lead in the uprising, and Peng Yingyu and Xu Shouhui subsequently responded, kicking off the overthrow of the Meng Yuan Dynasty.
Even until his death, Luo Xian never waited for the scene he wanted to see in his countless night dreams.
Jiang Wen looked at the end of the inscription and sighed deeply.
If you don't have knowledge about future generations, you will never be able to see through the deepest and darkest fog of the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties and know the direction of all development.
Then I might be like this old eunuch who died alone and poor, not knowing where the ship carrying him would go for the rest of his life.
Oh no, maybe I will write "Dugu Qiubai" on the tombstone, make up some sensational stories, and create a prophecy book even more bizarre than "Tui Bei Tu".
"Why are you sighing? You don't really believe these old eunuchs' lies, do you?"
The master of Eryouzhai suddenly spoke up, his words full of superiority and arrogance.
Jiang Wen frowned: "What do you mean?"
The owner of Eryouzhai shook his body.
"Let me go first and then tell you. I can't run away anyway."
Jiang Wen thought for a while and then slowly let go of his hand.
"Say it."
The owner of Eryouzhai shook his painful shoulder, grinned nervously, and carefully looked at the dense night that was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved.
"I mean, these eunuchs are not as pitiful as they say. Think about it, if this place is only occupied by a group of disabled old eunuchs, how can the name of Netherworld Lane be spread?"
The other party pretended to be deep and said, but he hid his body a little deeper into the hall, as if he was guarding against the cold arrows in the dark, "Hongyang Holy Child told me that these eunuchs controlled the secretaries in the former Song Palace, and could not only build ghost towers
In the dark alleys, people are still refining corpses and worshiping ghosts in the alleys."
Perhaps in order to enhance his persuasion, the owner of Eryouzhai tried his best to move his stiff face.
"It's normal for the mausoleum keeper to build a bright tower and enjoy the palace. As for the theory of ghosts and gods, it's a bit bizarre and fabricated, right?"
Jiang Wen learned someone's exclusive tone of voice with great proficiency, and made the other person furious with just one sentence.
"Really? I don't believe it!"
The owner of Eryouzhai explained excitedly.
"Huh, it was here that Hongyang Saint Boy found the "Book of Ascension to Immortality" left by Luo Chunyi. His martial arts improved rapidly, and then he was obsessed with looking for any opportunity to fight against the Immortal. According to him, this
In addition to Luo Chunyi's letters, a group of eunuchs also searched for the secret records of the former Song Dynasty in Fuzhou on the order of Luo Chunyi, and every one of them was extremely strange..."
Jiang Wen said doubtfully: "Are they so powerful?"
Then he looked at the other person with eyes full of amusement.
The owner of Eryouzhai immediately noticed the gaffe and quickly added: "I've heard about it too. I only know the specifics, and I don't know the inside story!"
Jiang Wen looked at the corpses all over the place and smiled lightly: "You have killed so many people and yet you dare to claim that you are not familiar with this place. It seems you are not an honest person."
The owner of Eryouzhai broke out in cold sweat on his forehead.
"This group of eunuchs guarding the mausoleum secretly practiced Northern Dharma, cursed and killed hundreds of Mongolians in the city without anyone noticing, and secretly refined the Flying Drought Demon with the intention of rebelling. They have long since turned this place into a slaughterhouse. I just used the place to hide the corpses.
Look at these sallow skins and withered flesh, they are actually the Mongols they cursed to kill, and they have not decayed for two to three hundred years!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Jiang Wen stepped back in horror, and found that the corpses were of different colors, and their clothes were unusually old, and some even wore rare sheep fur cloaks.
"Good guy, what kind of evil magic is this!"
The owner of Eryouzhai also muttered to himself nervously.
"If it weren't for an emergency tonight, I wouldn't want to come to this ghost place! Hongyang Saint Child has studied this place the most, but he didn't tell me in detail. He only said that the official files recorded that Emperor Hongwu ordered someone to find the place.
The bones of the Liuling Emperor and Empress were finally retrieved by the descendants of the righteous Tang Yu from Tianzhang Temple, and the deeds of the eunuchs who guarded the mausoleum were told along the way."
"Emperor Hongwu immediately sent Jinyi guards to Fuzhou to search, and finally found this ghost alley. All the guards, big and small, were frightened to death. Later, the government ordered the houses to be demolished and the alley entrance to be buried, and no one was allowed to enter."
The owner of Eryouzhai said with a mysterious expression.
"But I found an engraving from the remaining wood carvings, which contains Northern French scriptures circulated in the former Song Dynasty, and the content is also horrifying."
After saying that, he quietly took out a wooden board hidden under the corridor pillar, and printed the name of the book "Buddha Speaks of the Great Maritime Bodhisattva" on the printed line.
[The person who surrenders to the furnace again and again shows the half-moon phase. The circumferential boundary path is also solemnized with vajra garlands... Use the remains of burned corpses to cook human flesh and human bones, and use human fat to soak them... The face is evil, the mouth has sharp teeth, and it shows the sign of great evil. It is like a calamity fire hole burning.
Named the Wrathful Heaven. Such a method is said by the great Mori branch...]
Jiang Wen took a quick look and saw that this Buddhist scripture was full of horrific methods of burning human flesh, rubbing human fat, and tearing off human bones, clothing, and human skin. He also said bluntly, "If you follow this method, you will die in seven days of destruction."
Seeing Jiang Wen's solemn and focused expression, the owner of Eryouzhai knocked the engraving in Jiang Wen's hand like an electric shock and kicked it out from a distance.
"Don't look! This evil spell will get into people's minds and torture them crazy! The people who are targeting me in the dark will definitely know these spells. I have nowhere to escape..."
The other party frantically and nervously told Jiang Wen that someone was going to kill him, seemingly because he knew and had been to this place.
Jiang Wen paid no attention to his sudden illness and was thinking to himself. No matter from which angle he looked at it, it seemed to be closely related to the cruel and bloody murderous animal sacrifices and life-saving blood sacrifices during the Song Dynasty!
Jiang Wen had also heard from Chen Jinnan before that the origin of Lizong's skull Gabala bowl was because "it may be said that the Western monks returned to their customs to obtain the emperor's skull. They were tired of winning and became extremely rich, so they stole the ears."
Could it be that these horrific Northern French customs have some deeper connection with the Lamaism practiced by the Meng Yuan Dynasty?!
Suddenly there was a sound of tiles on the wall, a strong wind, and the owner of Eryouzhai suddenly screamed.
"My killer is here!"
As the strange wind surged in the abandoned bookstore where corpses stood like a forest, it seemed to wake up something that had been dormant in the dark for a long time. A ghostly face with upside-down and twisted features and a bizarre appearance slowly appeared on the wall.
"You are indeed here - hand over the secret of Qian Song Dynasty!"