It has been more than three hundred years since the establishment of the Yu Dynasty. The country has declined, people's livelihood has declined, and the military power of the imperial court has declined rapidly.
It was late spring in the thirty-fifth year of Huiyuan.
This is supposed to be the season when warblers fly and grass grows, but due to a three-year drought in the north, the farmland and wasteland around Gyeonggi Province are all scorched earth.
The earth is cracked and devastated.
Beidi took the opportunity to invade, the rebels rose up, and the world of Yu Dynasty was in chaos!
One hundred miles west of Gyeonggi Province, halfway to the royal tomb.
"Brother, this team at the foot of the mountain is the funeral team of Prince Qian's Mansion!"
"Looking at the size of this team, I guess there is a lot of money."
The man who was respectfully called 'Big Brother' stared greedily at the long funeral procession, mentally assessing how long the successful robbery would last for the brothers.
The man who just spoke was the second oldest. He scratched the big black mole at the corner of his mouth: "The wine and meat of Zhumen are smelly, and the roads are frozen to death. These words are not just words. The land in the north has been drought for three years, and those who can escape have already fled.
After arriving in the south, those who could not escape have already become withered bones on the roadside, but these nobles in the capital can have such a grand funeral, which shows that their daily lives are extremely luxurious."
The eldest brother looked at the foot of the mountain and shook his head, feeling regretful in his heart: "This bastard master of Prince Qian's Mansion died at the wrong time."
The drought has lasted for three years, and at this critical moment when the emperor was about to move the country southward, he really didn't know how to choose the right time!
The second child grinned happily when he thought of this, and the two hairs on the big black mole at the corner of his mouth trembled: "The person lying in the coffin at the foot of the mountain is said to be King Qian's wife, who is as timid as a mouse.
When I woke up this morning, I learned that Beidi had invaded and that the emperor was going to move south. I was so frightened that I couldn't breathe, so I burped. King Qian was worried about the impact of the funeral and following the emperor's move south, so he ordered his sons to go south today.
Send the coffin to the royal mausoleum."
It was precisely because of such a rush that the funeral procession did not have enough guards, giving them an opportunity.
"Eldest brother, second brother, since God has sent us wealth, what are we waiting for? Let's just go for it?"
The brothers next to me couldn't wait to grab it and return to the village as soon as possible.
The eldest brother saw that the team had entered the encirclement, so he didn't waste any words, clamped the horse's belly tightly, and waved his hand. Seeing this, the brothers swooped down from the mountain with excited shouts.
The big brother of the copycat kicked the white flags scattered on the ground, "What kind of master will have the same kind of slave!"
When in danger, he would not even care about his master's coffin.
In an instant, he ran away without a trace. With such courage, it is no wonder that the royal family was forced to move south.
The second brother of the village commanded everyone: "Don't waste all your property, bring it back to the village for me!"
"Second brother, do you want to pull back the tall Mingding?"
"If you want it, we can't waste it. We can take it back to the village to cook meat or boil hot water for everyone!"
After saying that, the second brother of the village looked at the white flags with many footprints on the ground, and cursed in distress: "You don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are when you don't live in the village. You idiots, I will pick up the white flags on the ground and let the women in the village change them."
If you change it, maybe you can make some big pants to wear!"
After hearing this, everyone thought it made sense. The only drawback was that the white color was not resistant to stains, but having said that, if you wear it next to your body, no one else can see if it gets dirty on the inside.
"Second brother, don't tell me that the material used in this white banner linen is very particular. It is much softer than the linen clothes we wear!"
"Second brother's wild goose-plucking temperament has really been brought to its extreme. If the ancestor of Prince Qian's Mansion knows something underground, will the coffin cover be able to be covered?"
"It doesn't matter whether it can be covered or not. Are you still afraid that the dead will climb out of the coffin?"
"I heard that rich people's coffins are small coffins within large coffins, with many rare treasures placed close to their bodies. Is this true?"
"If it's true, you'll know if you open it and take a look!" After hearing what the brothers said, the second brother called a few people to pry open the outermost lid of the coffin without saying anything.
The big brother from the cottage kicked off his legs, jumped onto the hearse, and kicked away the outer coffin lid that had been pried open.
This kick was so strong that the exquisitely decorated black lacquer outer coffin lid was kicked into the wasteland on the roadside, causing a cloud of dust to fly.
"There is actually a red coffin inside the black lacquer coffin!"
When the bandits around the hearse heard the eldest brother's exclamation, they bravely climbed onto the hearse out of curiosity.
"It's so luxurious. There are seven jade stones inlaid on the coffin lid!"
"This is the Big Dipper!" The second brother of Shanzhai smacked his lips: "These nobles have enjoyed wealth that others cannot enjoy in their lifetimes, and they want to continue to enjoy it after they die!"
"Huh, if she wants to enjoy it, it depends on whether I allow it or not!" The copycat brother snorted twice and asked his brothers to pry open the last inner coffin lid.
This coffin was made of such exquisite materials that he might be able to pull it back and keep it for himself later.
The brother next to him rolled up his sleeves, and as soon as his hand touched the coffin lid, the coffin in the wooden coffin suddenly shook.
"Ah! It's a fake corpse!"
"Ghost!"
The unprepared bandits exclaimed at the same time. They were in awe of the royal relatives and nobles from the bottom of their hearts, and even more so for the dead of the royal relatives and nobles.
The sudden vibration of the coffin almost scared them out of their wits, and the people surrounding the hearse dispersed in a rush!
"Brother, this woman who died violently couldn't really be a liar, could she?"
The big black mole on the corner of the second brother's mouth trembled, and he looked at his elder brother in horror. Although he was engaged in road robbery, he had a natural respect for the dead.
Hearing this, the eldest brother glanced at the scattered brothers with lingering fear, and then looked at the coffin, which obviously paused and then shook.
He exhaled, suppressed the fear in his heart, and waved his hand to pretend to be calm: "The sweep is almost complete, and there is nothing left in the coffin. In order to avoid an accident, we must evacuate immediately!"
Before leaving, the eldest brother of the village was particularly unwilling and flicked a stone at the horses pulling the hearse.
The stone hit the horse's buttocks. One horse was frightened, kicked up the hooves of several other horses, and then dragged the huge hearse and ran wildly.
When passing through a sharp bend, due to the effect of inertia, the fast-moving hearse tilted outward.
With a loud noise, the huge coffin rolled down from the hearse.
When the fleeing bandits heard the noise echoing in the valley, they whipped their whips harder and their horses ran faster, disappearing at the end of the road in a flash.
The coffin kept rolling down the slope, and the items inside were scattered everywhere.
After a moment of spinning, Xia Jing used all her strength to kick open the loose coffin board lying on her side, then raised her body slightly, spit out a foreign object from her mouth with a "pop", and then gasped for air!
"Ha! I was almost suffocated to death again!"
After she took a breath and stopped feeling dizzy, she looked at the foreign object on the ground that she had spit out just now. It was a round bead the size of an egg with a white sticky substance on it.
The white sticky substance is the glutinous rice balls eaten in the morning, which was also the main culprit of choking the original owner. The egg-sized jade beads are the jade stones used to block the seven orifices according to the custom of burial.
Xia Jing took out her ears, with a look of joy in her eyes: "Fortunately, her orifices were not blocked in the rush of burial."
Otherwise, he would be suffocated to death in the coffin!
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Xia Jing looked around blankly, feeling the breeze blowing on her face. Although the air was a little drier, at least there was no zombie smell in the air. The surrounding vegetation looked malnourished but grew tenaciously.
Could this be the natural environment before the end of the world?
Xia Jing is a second-generation child, a baby who was lucky enough to be born after the apocalypse. She has a rough understanding of everything before the apocalypse mostly through videos and the narrations of her parents when she was a child.
If surviving in the pre-apocalyptic society is at the master level, then surviving in the apocalypse is at the devil level.
For her, she is now a novice at the level of understanding this new world.
Entering Novice Village, you will feel novel about everything in this world.
Xia Jing climbed out of the coffin and stretched out over the white sticky substance she had just spit out. She had been lying in the coffin for a long time, and her arms and legs were almost numb.
He moved his limbs, walked around the coffin, and kicked the cracked red inner coffin.
She looked up at the slope she had just rolled down, and said in a rather disgusted tone: "It's not that high, is it just this quality?"
However, she should be thankful that the coffin was of shoddy quality. If it had been a coffin with a thousand-year lifespan, she would have successfully changed time and space to sleep forever.
Looking around, you can vaguely see a few cornices in the mountains and woods in the distance.
Xia Jing breathed a sigh of relief. The presence of a house meant that there were people living there. She was a new arrival and was unfamiliar with the place. She urgently needed to find someone to understand the current situation.
Opening a new book!
If you like the treasures, you can collect them first.
After writing about the era, I changed my mind and wrote back to the ancient sayings. This article is based on fiction. I hope everyone will like it.