Working Emperor of the Northern and Southern Dynasties

Chen Chang followed Yan Xiu and Yan Qianshi down from the city tower. Yan Xiu let out a long sigh as he walked, and said to Chen Chang: "Qi Lang, do you also think that I can only talk and know nothing about worldly affairs?"

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Chen Chang hurriedly said respectfully: "Ah Weng, I have never had such an idea. Captain Zhou is extremely brave and strong-blooded, but when his head is hot, he can't help but get carried away. Thinking about it carefully, it is Ah Weng who takes the overall situation into consideration and thinks carefully.

More detailed."

Although I am a little disgusted with Yan Xiufang's way of standing and talking without back pain, his words are not without some truth. If they are just looking for temporary pleasure like Zhou Yihai, it will not be worth the gain.

Yan Xiu waved his hand and said with a wry smile: "Don't put too much hat on me. I feel very ashamed of the arrangement you just made."

He has always been very aloof. Even if others asked him to clarify their doubts, he would just scratch the surface and refuse to explain in detail.

Yan Xiu is well aware of his own shortcomings.

Qingtan is a cultural phenomenon of analyzing, reasoning, asking questions, and debating metaphysics. It is inherited from the style of Qing discussion in the Eastern Han Dynasty. However, since the two "Party Disasters" during the reign of Emperor Huan and Emperor Ling of the Eastern Han Dynasty, many people were killed.

In the Qing Dynasty, the demeanor of refuting dangerous words, discussing governance at the top, and ridiculing officials at the bottom gradually developed in the direction of being wise and self-protective, and talking about dying at the end of the year.

This was especially true during the Wei and Jin Dynasties. People were often afraid of big snares and worried about misfortunes once they happened. In this age of frequent usurpations, every move was easy, gains and losses were sudden, and life and death were unpredictable. Therefore, some celebrities were dissolute, indulged in indulgence, and were drunk and dreamed of death;

Living in the world, being carefree and self-sufficient, living in peace and contentment. Under such harsh living conditions, the political debates of Qingyi gradually completed the transformation into the speculation of Qingtan.

When there is nothing to do, literati and poets gather together, and they can talk endlessly over a cup of tea and a glass of wine. They do not talk about state affairs or people's livelihood, but only discuss scriptures, recite poems and compose poems. As the saying goes, new poems are sung by each other, and the taste is revealed in the conversation.

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Even in the late Southern Dynasties, this general environment has not changed significantly. The classics of the Han Dynasty are cumbersome and boring, the theology of Prophecy and Wei is weird and superficial, and the Three Cardinal Guidelines and Five Constant Rules are clichés. How can there be the mystery and profundity of Zhouyi, Laozi, and Zhuangzi? Literati regard plain talk as an elegant thing.

A romantic move.

Yan Xiu was deeply affected by it. Although he knew its disadvantages, it was hard to recover. He smiled bitterly and said to Chen Chang: "Ah Weng is already old, but you are still young. You should practice more. Don't

I have followed the old path of Aweng. My metaphysics is light, and it seems noble to shock the world, but in fact it is cliché, flashy, and sensational. However, people of our generation only admire its beauty. This is no different from spring frogs and autumn cicadas.

It’s just a noise..."

Chen Chang was worried about Shui Ling'er's safety at this time, and quickly responded: "Yes, remember Aweng's teachings. Aweng, please take a rest with brother, I will come when I go!"

Yan Xiu twirled his beard and nodded happily. Seeing that Chen Chang was seriously injured, Yan Qianshi offered to go with him, but Chen Chang refused. Yan Xiu was old and frail and needed careful care, so Yan Qianshi had no choice but to give up. Chen Chang left.

Before leaving, Yan Qianshi gave him a torch and flint.

After Chen Chang took it, he went straight to the place where Shui Ling'er disappeared. He did not light the torch immediately, but inserted the torch between his waist and searched for it, but there was no trace of Shui Ling'er. His heart suddenly stopped.

Hanging up.

Not long after, I heard the sound of water in front of me, so I walked another fifty or sixty steps along the path covered by weeds. When I turned a corner, I saw a building with two entrances and two courtyards that followed the mountain and had a grand and flat foundation.

Open, pillow north and south.

Chen Chang stopped, hesitated, and then climbed up the steps. Above was a platform paved with bluestones. The bluestones were covered with moss, and stepping on them was like stepping on a loach.

There are weeds in the gaps between the bluestones. The platform is divided into two paths. On the left and right steps, there are two arches. There is a stone carving embedded in the door head. It can be seen that there are "climbing the dragon" and "looking at the phoenix" in the book, which means that talents are emerging in large numbers.

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Climb the stone steps from the north, pass through the arch, and look up. A majestic archway-style gate stands in the dark sky. The gate is towering and majestic, facing the peaks and ridges in the northeast. The walls on both sides are drawn out in the shape of an "eight", and a group of ten in the middle.

The seven side fan-shaped stone steps are very impressive.

Chen Chang looked up and saw a plaque with "Chu Family Ancestral Hall" written on it hanging upside down above the middle gate, swinging in the wind and making a scary sound, as if it might fall down at any time.

It turns out that the owner of Wubao was named Chu, and this place was actually an ancestral hall.

In ancient times, if you did not set up an ancestral hall to unify the clan, you would not be able to distinguish between superiors and inferiors, distinguish between elder and younger, differentiate between inside and outside, and determine relatives and friends. Every time a clan goes to school, becomes an official, or is promoted, an ancestral hall must be opened to hold activities.

, to thank our ancestors for their protection.

In addition, ancestral halls must be opened to punish those who do not observe etiquette, do not observe women's ethics, do not honor their parents, do not respect their elders, or violate laws and disciplines. In this way, the construction of ancestral halls is extremely dignified.

He held on to the door frame and stepped in carefully, his heart pounding. It was so gloomy here. If he had known it was like this, he should have asked someone to come with him.

Taking a deep breath, I continued walking forward and looked around the courtyard. I saw a quiet garden with sparse flowers and trees. There was a platform under the front steps of the front hall, surrounded by stone railings. On the horizontal plate of the stone railing in the middle was engraved "Yuxiu Jue".

"Virtue, don't forget your ancestors" are eight big characters in seal script.

There are exquisitely carved stone flowerpots on the pillars of the surrounding railings. They were originally planted with flowers and trees, which were elegant and beautiful, but now they are overgrown with grass. Under the platform is a stone arch, and a moss-covered stone faucet protrudes from the wall, spouting clear water.

, flowing into the Crescent Pool, spraying beads and jade, making a gurgling sound.

"Miss Shui, Miss Shui...is that you..." Chen Chang couldn't help shouting when he saw a petite figure hurriedly disappearing into the shadow of the main room of the ancestral hall.

At this time, the sky was still dark, and it was the coldest time of the day. However, it had been raining continuously for the past few days, and it was a bit cold, and the morning breeze was biting. The sky was already green, and Chen Chang shrank his neck.

Slowly walking to the front of the main hall, the biting morning breeze made his robe sleeves tremble.

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One door of the main hall has been lost, and the only remaining door swayed creakingly with the morning breeze. Chen Chang poked his head and looked into the main hall. He saw that it was dark and eerie inside, and he couldn't help but retreat.

Two steps.

The terrain of the ancestral hall is high and broad, and from here you can even see that the bandits outside Wubao have stopped attacking and harassing, and only a dozen bonfires were lit on the other side of the river.

Chen Chang's heart skipped a beat. Currently, most of the bandits were unable to capture Wubao based on their strength. It was almost dawn, but they still showed no signs of retreating. Could it be that they really had reinforcements as he had guessed?<

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At this moment, a deep voice sounded in the main hall, which seemed to be coming from farther away: "You bitch, are you really having an affair with that pretty boy?" Then there was a hissing sound,

Sobbing sounded.

Chen Chang heard that it was Liu Yaozu's voice. Thinking of Shui Ling'er's pitiful appearance, a surge of heroism suddenly surged in his heart. He touched the ground, leaned over and picked up a broken window lattice and walked in

Main hall.

It was pitch dark inside, and Chen Chang's eyes were a little uncomfortable. He clutched the "weapon" in his hand tightly, and all the muscles in his body were tense. If Liu Yaozu made a sneak attack, he could use this window lattice to fight back fiercely.

At this time, the Liu family and his son are not as dominant as they were in the Liu family. Now Miss Wang and her guards are around, and the Liu family and his son do not dare to do anything to them.

Fang walked a few steps, and the unpleasant smell of dust and rotting bamboo hit his face. The broken door behind him was banged by the wind, and the cold wind blew in waves, making him shiver.

His eyes were wandering around, and he felt that there were many pairs of eyes peeking at him secretly behind the door, by the window, and by the screen. In the darkness, he could only feel his heart trembling.

Suddenly, a gust of night wind brought a musty smell to my face.

"Sneeze!" He sneezed.

Before the voice fell, there was a bang in front of him, as if something fell from the high platform in front of him. Chen Chang hurriedly took two steps back, leaning against the door frame to light the torch. Since he was not very familiar with the use of flint, he hit it four or five times.

Success comes only to the second power.

The pine oil torch exploded into a burst of fire, and the shadows it reflected were swaying in all directions. He held the torch and looked into the ancestral hall. He saw that the high platform in the middle hall was divided into several layers, and it was filled with large and small tablets.

It’s dazzling.

Chen Chang couldn't help but sigh, this should be the memorial tablet of the ancestors of the Chu family. The original intention of the descendants of the Chu family to build the ancestral hall in the Wubao was probably to protect the spirits of their ancestors from being disturbed in heaven, but in a hurry

It is really sad that when the whole family moved away, they were not able to take all the ancestors with them.

Chen Chang quickly handed over his hands: "Seniors, I'm here to find someone, no offense, no offense..."

As he spoke, his eyes glanced at an upside-down black tablet on the ground. The wooden board and the base were actually separated. It must have been the piece that had been knocked off the altar by his own sneeze, so he picked it up and installed it.

I put it back in its original place, prayed a few more words, and then looked at it carefully.

The main hall must have been closed for a long time. It is now covered with cobwebs and dust, and there is a musty smell everywhere.

The gray and white skin of the east wall has fallen off in many places, but there are still sixteen big characters hanging on it, which are etiquette, righteousness, integrity, shame, loyalty, trust, filial piety, brotherhood, generosity, harmony, sincerity, diligence, and kindness.

, let, be respectful and frugal, must be the family motto of the Chu family.

After entering the main hall, I realized that the hall is extremely wide, with five rooms in width and three rooms in depth. Eighteen pillars are on the floor. In fact, there is nothing in such a large place except some broken desks, let alone Tibetans.

The place is clear.

But after searching for it, no sign of Shui Ling'er was found. I also looked behind the memorial tablet and saw that there was no back door for entry and exit. I was very surprised. Only then did I clearly see the figure and hear the sound. At this time, it was

There is no trace at all, which is really weird.

The beauty is hard to find, where did she go?