【Xianze】It's not easy to be a fairy

The destination of Fan Xian and Li Chengze is the imperial tomb.

The place was decided by Fan Xian, and the seven souls closest to the capital——Ai Po are here.In fact, even Li Chengze couldn't say the exact position of his seven souls, he could only make a rough estimate based on his feeling.He just drew a range, and the two of them had to discuss it.

Li Chengze said to Fan Xian: "Aipo is around eight to ten miles northeast of the capital city."

Fan Xian thought for a moment, and said, "That's the imperial tomb. There's the former site of the imperial tomb of Qing Dynasty."

Li Chengze vaguely remembered something.When he was still alive, the Qing Kingdom once built an imperial tomb, and the ancestor worship ceremony was all for the prince, which had nothing to do with him. Later, he committed suicide by taking poison. At a glance, the exact location is naturally unknown.

He glanced at Fan Xian with extreme distrust: "How do you know it's there?"

"...Guess." Fan Xian was ashamed to mention that he had been to the Nanqing Imperial Tomb a few times, all to store things, "Let's go and have a look first, even if we are not there, we can still do a blanket search."

The two set off in thick night, and it is now the end of summer. They followed the last sparse chirping of cicadas this year, blowing the increasingly cool and comfortable autumn wind, and the air was a little stuffy and humid, but it didn't hurt.Li Chengze stepped on the dead branches and fallen leaves, and Fan Xian walked in front of him, separated by two bodies, as if he was the master of this imperial tomb.

It took five years to complete the Nanqing Imperial Mausoleum, and later many successors were good at repairing it.It's a pity that after all, it is a cultural relic that is thousands of years old, and the dynasties have changed. People nowadays don't care about the Qing emperor, and no one will save face for the Qing royal family.

The imperial mausoleum was built underground, with rags and weeds overgrown at the entrance.Fan Xian carried a small lamp and cleared the weeds as he walked, fearing that Li Chengze would step on something hard, he even kicked away many angular stones.

Fan Xian successfully found the entrance. There were a few big stones piled up there, hidden in the grass, few people, and it was really hidden.Fan Xian stretched out his hand to remove one of the stones, and knocked on the bottom stone three times. The mountain shook for a while, a small door opened on the ground, and the stairs went straight down, with no end in sight.

The moldy smell from below hit his face, and Li Chengze choked and sneezed in discomfort.

Fan Xian glanced at him helplessly, thinking that after all, it was his ancestor's stronghold, and Li Chengze was the only one who disliked him like this.He waved his hand to disperse the dust that floated up, and coughed lightly: "Your Highness, come down."

Fan Xian lifted the lamp back to illuminate the path under Li Chengze's feet.

The passage is very narrow, and the two men are both tall and long, so they have to shrink their heads.Li Chengze's shoes had never been worn properly, several times he hooked the uppers with his toes on his bare feet, and stepped on the shoe clappers with his heels, quite like modern people wearing slippers. When Fan Xian saw him like that, he couldn't help but suspect that he was also " crossed over".

In the past, Fan Xian didn't have the guts, nor did he have the face to talk about him. Although he was a blood brother, one was the second prince who had disturbed the court for many years, and the other was the Fan family who suddenly entered the capital and became a fan. As an illegitimate child, how Fan Xian would open his mouth felt like it was not an option.

Fan Xian is a foot control person, and he likes to see people's feet that are white and clean. The feet complement the beauty of others, and Li Chengze likes his appetite the most.

There were too many steps, Li Chengze walked carefully and slowly, Fan Xian was not annoyed, so he took the lantern in his hand to shine on his feet.The magic lamp made of paper was red, and the warm candlelight added a layer of blood to Li Chengze's skin.

Li Chengze covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and held the long hem of his clothes with the other. He obviously couldn't get used to this kind of dirty and narrow place, and his face was full of disgust.Seeing Fan Xian slowly holding the lantern, and even turning around to look at his feet from time to time, he felt a little resentful.Is he afraid that he won't be able to walk and fall?

Li Chengze put his clothes down to cover his feet, and said angrily, "Go your way, hurry down."

Fan Xian thought to himself that he had discovered his little habit, and quickly turned his head to look at the road ahead. At the end, he pretended to do his homework and added: "Your Highness, there are about 100 more steps down, and we will be there."

Li Chengze rolled his eyes, but fortunately Fan Xian calmed down and led him to the ground below.With a wave of Fan Xian's hand, all the candle lamps in the underground imperial mausoleum were lit up by his divine fire.Even if the Qing Kingdom was later overthrown due to its weak national power, this imperial mausoleum symbolized the country's most glorious moment, and the underground was very empty.

Li Chengze didn't expect such a complete set of underground facilities, so he twisted Fan Xian's arm angrily: "Are you playing with me?"

Fan Xian was in so much pain that he begged for mercy: "Your Highness, the few punches you hit me earlier haven't healed yet, please show mercy. Only the bottom of this candlestick is there, I'm really wronged."

Li Chengze glared at him: "As expected, I thought you were familiar with this place just now, why did you come to my royal tomb if you have nothing to do?"

Fan Xian thought to himself that your home is also my home, but he was afraid that he would be beaten up if he opened his mouth: "Just... I will give you something."

The air under the ground was really smoky, Li Chengze didn't want to talk too much, so he left Fan Xian where he was and walked to the main room.

There are countless gold and silver treasures hidden in the imperial mausoleum. Since ancient times, people have come here to hunt for treasures and rob tombs.

After nearly a thousand years, the Nanqing Imperial Mausoleum has also been stolen countless times.Li Chengze could see the traces on the wall, and thought that the gems inlaid here before might have been dug away with a knife.The further you go to the main room, the more obvious the traces of the theft become.The wine cups and bronze utensils buried with him disappeared, leaving only a few broken boxes with old stains, not to mention the gold bars and jade utensils next to the coffin. .

Emperor Qing was greedy for imperial power during his lifetime, and the country flourished under his control. The third prince, Li Chengping, was no different from his biological father after succeeding to the throne.It's a pity that prosperity is bound to decline, and when the next generation arrives, the Qing Kingdom will be in jeopardy due to successive years of wars.Maybe it's because the royal family of the Qing Dynasty was born with low bones, holding a lot of financial power and fearing the retaliation of siblings, the constant internal strife in the palace, coupled with the fusion of external turmoil, it only took a few years to weaken.Reasonably and unexpectedly, the entire country disappeared.

Most of the funerary objects in the imperial mausoleum were stolen, and there are no shadows of the royal family and nobles.Li Chengze himself was also a victim of the change of imperial power. He stroked the rotten wood of each coffin thoughtfully, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.Emperor Qing did not see the future, but he saw it.He found it very funny and became interested. He walked around in these many rooms and observed the nameplates in front of each coffin.

He couldn't find Emperor Qing's coffin.

He guessed that Emperor Qing's coffin might be made of some special high-grade wood. If it hadn't rotted, it must have been dismantled and moved away with the coffin.

Then there is a small room with several tattered coffins lined up side by side.He saw Li Yunrui's name written on one of the tombstones, and thought that the rotten wood next to him was his home.The past is like smoke, and it is useless to think about it. He forced himself not to care about it.

He didn't feel sad at all, and soon found his mother and concubine's spiritual chamber.On one side of the imperial mausoleum, there is a dirty and small inner room, which was also stolen by the tomb robbers, except for a bronze bookshelf that the concubine mother liked when she was alive—it was too heavy, and there was nothing left.

Li Chengze recognized at a glance that this was the place where his concubine was buried for the last time.

There are books in this room, which are still clean and neatly stacked with new books.

"Fan Xian!" Li Chengze shouted.

Just now Fan Xian saw that Li Chengze's expression had been grim, and he was afraid that he would be overwhelmed for a while, and the seven souls would be uncontrollable by the three souls. If they fought again this time, the two of them would definitely be buried in this imperial mausoleum.

He hurriedly said, "I'm here, here."

Li Chengze pointed nervously at the books on the bookshelf: "What a hell."

Fan Xian looked at his pale fingers, and thought to himself that he must have seen a ghost, and this ghost was just right in front of him yelling, "Stop the thief."Fan Xian sighed, "...I put all these books away."

Li Chengze heaved a sigh of relief, but felt baffled, and curled his lips: "Why did you put this book?"

"His Royal Highness's last wish was for me to take good care of Concubine Shu. How dare I break the appointment." Fan Xian had to confess honestly, "There are always thieves here. The books I brought have been stolen several times. I don't know how to steal them." What can a book do...it's not an antique. I just have to make up a few times from time to time."

Li Chengze approached the bookshelf and looked at the books on it. There were a lot of ancient books, and there was no shortage of popular sayings. There were even annotations of rhetoric and essays, but the top shelf of the bookshelf was full of books. Arrange the "Red Mansion" hardcover.He thought that Fan Xian was really narcissistic, so he picked up a book and flipped through it.

The quality of the paper is very good, it feels great, and it is suitable for passing time.He asked Fan Xian to open the Qiankun bag, intending to put all the books on this shelf into it and take them away. Fan Xian said with a mournful face, "Your Highness, what is the difference between you and those grave robbers now, what you stole are all your mother's things. The little god is guilty, guilty."

Li Chengze was amused by his words: "It's just for thought, what's the use of giving her books? If you die, you're dead. It's better to make the best use of everything."

He counted the books while moving them, and when he finished taking most of them, he reached for "Red Mansion" on the top floor.

Fan Xian really couldn't see it. Every time he entered this room, he didn't come here with sincerity and the highest respect.Concubine Shu Gui was demoted because of Li Chengze's affairs, and finally died of illness in the cold palace, but Nian was loyal to her mother's family with a rich family background, so she was buried in the imperial mausoleum.Concubine Shu is well-educated and Li Chengze's mother, Fan Xian never dared to neglect, but her own son was shameless, even the old lady's offerings.

"Fan Xian, you gave away all the books, why is there one missing?"

Fan Xian took a Qiankun bag and looked over: "Impossible, I obviously put a whole set."

"See for yourself." Li Chengze handed him the booklet. Indeed, after chapter 22, it skipped directly to chapter 24, which is strange.

Fan Xian touched his head: "Impossible, I remember I put them all up...Which grave robber only stole one book."

Li Chengze touched the cover of the book carefully, recalled the contents of Chapter 20 three times, thought it over for a moment, and stuffed the rest of the book to Fan Xian without stopping: "He has been here before and took away Chapter 23." .”

"Who?"

"My sorrow." Speaking of this book, Li Chengze talked eloquently, "In the 23rd chapter, Lin Daiyu listened to the "Peony Pavilion" and sang, "What a beautiful day, what a beautiful day, who's house is a pleasure", it is cardamom Younger but can't get what I want, and my sister Lin cried when I was touched by the scene."

Fan Xian saw that he was complacent there, and the other party's words "only talk about love and romance" floated into his mind, and he remembered the other party's high-spirited look, and he smiled wryly: "Your Highness really... likes "Red Mansions."

Li Chengze also thought of the same thing, so he couldn't help being a little embarrassed, but when things were over, Li Chengze didn't bother to save face in front of him, so he hummed foolishly, packed his books and put them in his Qiankun bag, and was about to leave.

"Wait, are we not looking for him?"

Li Chengze waved his hands indifferently, as if the matter of looking for Qi Po had nothing to do with him: "Let's go, it seems that he still wants to taste "The Peony Pavilion", and I'm not in a hurry."

Fan Xian felt sad for him. The Qing Dynasty was overthrown and the coffin of his biological mother was stolen, but he still looked around the imperial mausoleum expressionlessly. Now that he could stay out of it, he was considered free.

Fan Xian said, "I still know a place where Aipo might be."

Li Chengze turned his head: "Where?"

"Not far, you come with me."

Li Chengze committed a serious crime of treason during his lifetime. Although he entered the imperial tomb because of his face, Fan Xian knew that he still had a clothes tomb.The place was chosen by Ye Linger. When he was in the coffin, Fan Xian specially asked the master of the temple to recite the Requiem Mantra for Li Chengze. Who knew that Li Chengze had not been reincarnated. Thinking about it now, he was cheated of a lot of money.

Li Chengze's tomb was not far from the imperial mausoleum. Ye Linger knew that he hated the royal family, so she turned Li Chengze's tomb to the imperial mausoleum. Until her last breath before her death, she never forgot about the tomb.After she passed away, Fan Xian planted an acacia tree behind the tomb, directly breaking the imperial mausoleum's spirit for the tomb.After thousands of years, the small tree has grown into a towering ancient tree with luxuriant branches and leaves.

Although Fan Xian often went to the Imperial Mausoleum to pay homage to Concubine Shu, he had never seen Li Chengze there a few times. Li Chengze in his heart was only buried here, a place where acacia flowers fell.

Fan Xian took Li Chengze's hand this time, he was still holding the lantern carefully, and he saw this eye-catching acacia tree from a long distance away.

This season is just at the end of Albizia julibrissin flowering period, the flowers are like catkins, when the wind blows, pink flowers float everywhere, and the long and thin petals wrap the stamens, sprinkled colorfully all over the ground.

Li Chengze knew acacia, this tree is common, but he had never looked at this kind of tree carefully, the first time he saw it, it was such a huge tree, he was so stunned that he couldn't speak.

He walked around behind the tree and saw that his tomb had become a small hill. In front of the tombstone was a tombstone with a row of large characters engraved on it: The tomb of my husband Li Chengze.

He wondered thoughtfully, "So it was Ling'er who erected the monument."

Naturally, Fan Xian also thought of the girl in red he was talking about. That Wu Chi had shed so many tears here. Although he remarried in the end, he still had Li Chengze in his heart at the time.

The Albizia julienne tree is really too big, the fallen pink flower bones covered Li Chengze's entire tomb, and with the tombstone erected by Ye Linger, the flowers fell like rain on one side, and on the other hand, he died forever, which is a bit funny match.

Li Chengze touched his tombstone, it was made of marble, and it was worn out after so many years.He wrote the content of the tombstone along the imprint of the engraving, and he could fully imagine Ye Linger's feelings when he buried himself.To be honest, he thought that he was dead when he died, and there would be no place to live. He didn't expect that although he was defeated in the end, because of Ye Linger's actions, he kept a tomb of clothes.On the contrary, it was the group of people who were buried in the imperial mausoleum, whose coffins disappeared after death, and the moon in the water was empty.

Li Chengze thought, this is really too funny.

He pointed to Fan Xian at the acacia flowers that had fallen on his grave, and couldn't stop laughing: "Which fool is out of his mind and planted acacia flowers next to the grave, so he'll be so full after eating."

"..." After he said that, Fan Xian couldn't open his mouth to say that he planted it himself, so he said, "Maybe some kind of seed thinks that Your Highness's place is a treasured land of geomantic omen, so it wants to take root."

Li Chengze laughed even more wildly: "It's just my place, and it's still a treasure land of geomantic omen. If this grass can sprout, it's considered tenacious."

He patted the tombstone lightly, strode to the acacia tree, raised his foot and kicked it vigorously, the tree trunk shook violently, but more flowers fell down, the petals were covered with late night dew, and soon Li Chengze's head It was covered with petals.He stopped at all and continued kicking the tree.

Fan Xian once came to this tombstone and said that he would come to see him when he no longer had to smile shyly.As a result, that life only came once, that is, when Ye Linger planted a tree after his death.

After the ascension, Fan Xian lived a happy life. He paid homage to Li Chengze a few times, but not many times. He didn't pick any date, so he came here to have a look when he remembered.He also didn't understand why this tree grew so big, but this tree was grown up by him, even if only the grace of planting had never been watered, but after so many years of relationship, he really couldn't understand Li Chengze's tossing about that. Tree.

"Li Chengze!" Fan Xian ran over to grab him, Li Chengze struggled, and after a few fights, the lantern fell to the ground.Illuminated by the fiery red light, the acacia flowers sticking to Li Chengze's hair looked like manjusawa, and the acacia suddenly turned into death.

Fan Xian's breath stopped, and he heard only the sound of a tree trunk snapping. The trunk of the tree was kicked so many times without any injuries, but the crown of the tree fell off alive.

There is a "person" hanging on the crown of the tree, which has the same face as Li Chengze.

Li Chengze threw away Fan Xian's hand and walked in front of his mourning soul.As expected, Aipo's face was full of tears, his entire face was pale and feeble, his dark circles were terribly large, and his eyes were swollen like two bells. When he saw Li Chengze running over with a fierce face, he was sobbing and out of breath.

Li Chengze didn't bother to care about his own sorrow, he came here with only one purpose, to grab his book.Ai Po resisted, but he was no match for Li Chengze, who had returned to the throne.After a while of flying around, Li Chengze won. He held the crumpled "Red Mansion" complacently, and did not forget to laugh at the other party: "Watching "Red Mansion", you know what "Peony Pavilion" is, while you read it." Stay and go."

That sad soul was being bullied, so he ignored Li Chengze and looked at Fan Xian instead.

He was kicked down from the canopy by Li Chengze, and he was somewhat embarrassed. The leaves and petals fell all over his body, but he was only wearing a white gauze dress. During the tearing with Li Chengze, his two white legs were exposed. Now His whole body was soaked by the dew on the tree, and he couldn't get up lying on the ground, but his figure was beautiful, like Sister Lin, which was lovable. If it wasn't for his face crying so fiercely and frighteningly, Fan Xian would have I can't help myself to go up to the hero to save the beauty.

Of course, Fan Xian didn't dare to compete with the current Li Chengze for books.

I saw Li Chengze sorting out the No. 20 three times with careless hands, flattening the book indiscriminately, and holding Ai Po's hand to subdue him.

The poor mourner naturally didn't have any resistance, he just looked at Fan Xian dumbfounded, and when he gradually lost his sense of his body and grief, he asked Fan Xian sadly: "You...why...did you grow a plant? This tree? You tell me..."

Fan Xian was startled, he thought something was wrong, his whole body tensed up, that Ai Po must have known that he planted this acacia tree, maybe he had been hiding here for hundreds of years?Then what's the use of lying to Li Chengze just now, will Li Chengze know the truth?

The sorrow disappeared, and Li Chengze was so heavy that his ghost energy was soaring. His chest heaved and he let out a few breaths slowly, and took deep breaths to suppress the rising strength. In "The Peony Pavilion", Du Liniang was born and died again, and the death and resurrection disturbed the world, and finally married Liu Mengmei.Now that he himself has become a ghost, he finds it ridiculous.No matter whether he is Lin Daiyu or Li Chengze, why should he obsess over this story?

The volume of "Red Mansion" was finally flattened 23 times, and it was crumpled again in his hands.

"Fan Xian, I want to see Ye Linger's reincarnation." Li Chengze raised his finger and pointed at the acacia tree. "If you don't agree, I will cut down this tree."

TBC

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"The Peony Pavilion" is actually a very famous Kunqu opera. If you are interested in the story, you can go to Baidu, but I think you can understand the outline of the story just by reading my article.