(I see that many people say: "Xiang Yunfeng, why do you always meet women wherever you go?"
To this I want to say, "Is this probability low?"
Then there are not only men but also women. Do I have to meet an alien?)
...
Suddenly a girl appeared.
I looked up and stared at her for a minute or two.
This girl has a very foreign temperament and does not look like a villager at first glance. She is carrying a high-end small leather bag with an English name across her body.
"Aniha Seyo!"
With a smile on her face, she bent down to greet me for the second time.
"You...are you talking to me?" I stood up and pointed at myself.
She grabbed her small leather bag and nodded.
"Are you a foreigner? Can you speak Ingrid?"
She snorted, amused by me.
The girl quickly covered her mouth and spoke in Mandarin with a heavy accent: "I...I came to see King Xiansheng of Silver Fox. We just talked on the phone. Are you Silver Fox's apprentice? Can you take me there?"
"
"yes."
"gome."
She just wants us to help find her ancestral grave.
I was puzzled as to how Lao Tian knew such a person.
After leading her back to the courtyard, I shouted: "Boss, someone is looking for you! They told you to call you!"
"Is it Miss Qin who's here? You're a day ahead of our appointment time."
He raised his head and welcomed the person into the house warmly.
I don't know the brand of the bag she is carrying, but it should be worth tens of thousands.
I find it a bit unbelievable. How could such a family not find their ancestral graves?
"Your name is Qin..."
"My name is Qin Wen."
He nodded and said, "Your grandma found Tian Sanjiu, right? How did you know him?"
"It's like this. My grandma has bought Uncle Tian's antiques several times before and has dealt with them. Uncle Tian said that you are very capable and you happen to be in Luoyang. Maybe you can help us."
"grandmother!"
While they were chatting, an old woman walked in from the door. Visually, she was a few years younger than her.
The old lady is well-dressed and has an outstanding temperament. She wears a pearl necklace around her neck, but the deep crow's feet at the corners of her eyes betray her true age.
"Grandma! Why are you walking so slowly... This is Silver Fox Wang Xiansheng. I heard Uncle Tian say she is very powerful."
"You are Mr. Wang, hello."
"Head? Head? Someone is talking to you."
He turned his head back to reality and coughed.
I don’t know if I saw it wrong, but I saw that his face was a little red.
"Yunfeng, please stop sitting there. I have come all the way to pour you a cup of herbal tea for our guests."
"oh."
I shouted: "Xiaoxuan! Bring over a pot of tea!"
A few minutes later, Xiaoxuan came over carrying a stainless steel teapot.
She frowned and put the teapot heavily on the table with a "bang!" The teapot spilled a lot of water, which startled the girl.
He said with a bit of embarrassment: "You two, please take too much care and show poor etiquette. We are all rough people."
"Also, regarding your family's ancestral tomb, can you tell us the specifics?"
The old lady with the pearl necklace was sitting upright and spoke softly, with a very gentle tone.
Although she is old, she gives people the feeling of being a lady.
She nodded and said, "Mr. Wang, that's it."
"Our Qin family used to be Huizhou merchants, and our main business was grain stores, dried fruit stores, and fabrics. In 1952, my father and I moved to Han Country. After so many years, I, including my fathers, have never given up on finding...
Every few years, we take the time to come to Luoyang to look for the ancestral graves of the old Qin family."
He put his head down on the tea cup, frowned and asked: "Huizhou merchants? How come Wei merchants were buried in Luoyang after their death? How could they not be found? No tombstone was erected back then? None of you have ever visited the grave?"
The old lady shook her head slowly, her eyes lonely.
She said: "Mr. Wang, you don't know something. My great-great-grandfather's name is Qin Yingqian. He was born in the 27th year of Kangxi's reign. His mother, my great-grandfather, remarried in her early years because she was too poor to eat."
"Later, when Taizu Nai died of illness, my great-grandfather's business happened to be booming, so he wanted to bury Taizu Nai in the Qin family's ancestral grave. However, he was severely rejected by the clan."
He kept his head and listened carefully, then nodded and said: "So that's it...I understand."
In fact, I understood it too.
In that era, if a woman remarried, whether it was because her husband died and she could no longer live on, or for any other reason, she was not eligible to be buried in the ancestral grave of the man's family after her death, and she was not allowed to erect a tombstone.
Let me just say, no wonder.
In the past, the large Huizhou merchants and Shanxi merchants had clan tombs in the south. How could one or two people come to Luoyang in the north alone? It turned out that they were driven out by the clan family back then.
The old lady sighed and continued: "There was nothing we could do. My great ancestor heard that Mang Mountain had good feng shui, so he buried my great ancestor's grandmother here. A hundred years later, he also chose to stay with her great ancestor's grandmother."
After saying this, the old lady looked out the window.
From there you can only see the endless green leaves of the Beimang Mountains.
She looked at it for a long time, and her eyes gradually became moist.
"Because the Zong family did not allow tombstones to be erected, and then there was a war, our Qin family was almost extinct. Now three hundred years have passed, things and people have changed, and we can no longer find the original place."
The old lady pointed at the mountain through the window: "There is a Shanngling Village on the mountain. When I was a child, my father and I lived in that village just to find the tomb of our great ancestor. We lived there until 1951, when we left and moved to
Cold country."
Perhaps it was because she recalled the past that triggered her emotions, and she burst into tears and cried.
Seeing her grandma like this, the girl's eyes turned red.
"Mr. Wang, you are professional robbers...professional historians."
"Please help me. Don't worry about the reward I mentioned earlier. It's just a lot more. We have been looking for someone for three generations..."
I picked up the cup and took a sip of water.
Wondering how to start?
This is much harder than robbing a tomb alone.
Because just knowing the name of his great ancestor is of no use. It is still a tomb from the Qing Dynasty. We seldom touch the tombs from the Qing Dynasty. Firstly, they are not valuable, and secondly, they are difficult to find.
"Big sister."
"puff!"
I squirted out a mouthful of water.
"cough!"
"It's okay! I drank too fast and choked."
He glared at me, turned around and said, "Sister, do you have any other information?"
"For example, is it probably buried in the north of Mangshan Mountain, or in the south of Mangshan Mountain? Or in the central area?"
The old lady shook her head slowly and said that she only knew that she was on Mang Mountain and knew nothing else.
"Hmm...that's it."
He kept tapping his head and fingers on the table, and then said: "This matter is a bit difficult, let me think about it, do you have a place to stay at night?"
"Yes, we will live in the village. Mr. Wang, you can come to me to discuss any ideas you have.
"Then let's go clean up the place where we live."
Get up and send it off.
Turns out he just came back.
Dou Sprout, Brother Yu, and Xiao Xuan all jumped out from a corner at the same time!
Three people! They shouted in unison: "Mr. Wang...!"
"What are you doing!"
"It's no longer big or small, right?"
"Sit down and give me a seat!"
I know Dou Sprout, he always speaks freely and says whatever comes to mind.
He sat down and laughed: "Haha!"
"Boss, you're not married yet! Why don't you catch this old lady? She is a descendant of Huizhou merchants, and all ladies are not short of money. That way, you won't have to go to the grave in the future!"
"There are four of us disciples left. Let's go get the scriptures by ourselves."
