Xiao Yihan

At about dusk, Xiao Huanyu took Xiao Yihan's hand and walked side by side on the country path. Xiao Huanyu was wearing a white striped short-sleeved shirt, beige slacks, and ordinary farm slippers on his feet, while Xiao Yihan was wearing a white print A long-sleeved shirt, dark blue jeans, and a pair of plastic slippers on her feet.

The two walked along the field, the last ray of sunlight shone on them, the summer heat still existed, and the artistic conception of calmness and natural coolness only existed in words.

People working in the fields have not yet returned home, working from sunrise to sunset, which is generally the way of life in such small villages.A group of children covered in mud and water came running around, occasionally one or two fell to the ground, and without crying, they immediately got up with a smile and continued to chase and run. Very happy childhood!

"Ah!" A few older boys and girls stared at Xiao Huanyu and Xiao Yihan. Although they were used to seeing foreign tourists, it was rare for them to be as outstanding as these two.

"Are you from the city?" A girl asked crisply, staring at them with big eyes.

Xiao Huanyu had no experience with children, and neither did Xiao Yihan. The two looked at each other, and it was Xiao Huanyu who lowered his head and answered, "Yes."

"You guys look a lot like the Prince Charming in the book." The girl probably saw such a handsome man for the first time.

"Really? Is it because we are wearing white clothes?" Xiao Huanyu asked despite the slightest bit of discomfort.

The girl nodded, then shook her head again: "Not all of them, because you are very good-looking."

The two were dumbfounded by what they said, Xiao Yihan was good-looking and understandable, but Xiao Huanyu's appearance could not be described as good-looking.

"Are you guys brothers?" Another eight or nine-year-old boy asked, his face was so dark that he couldn't see the original color, it seemed that he had played crazy this day.

Xiao Huanyu shook his head and said with a smile, "We are father and son!"

"Ah?" A group of children patrolled the room in disbelief, "Liar! You don't look alike at all." The boy said angrily.

"Will you look like your father?" Xiao Yihan asked.

The boy thought about it seriously, then shook his head: "They all said I look like my mother."

"That's it?" In fact, Xiao Yihan's appearance is indeed more inclined to Ren Shuirou, especially the proportion of face shape and facial features.

There were a few shouts in the distance, probably parents calling for the children to go home, because a group of children laughed and ran away when they heard the call.

"What an enviable childhood life!" Xiao Yihan whispered.

Xiao Huanyu put his hands on Xiao Yihan's waist, brushed his face, and said softly: "We will live a happy life in the future. Everyone has a different definition of happiness, maybe they are also very envious of us."

Xiao Yihan was relieved, he and Xiao Huanyu were born in a wealthy family, had a huge family business, had money that could not be used up in several lifetimes, and had an admirable status, indeed, they had capital worthy of the envy of others.

"Let's go, let's go take a look at that mausoleum." Xiao Huanyu pulled Xiao Yihan forward, the two of them were about the same height, walking together under the sunset, the more harmonious they looked.

This small village is called Huling Village. It is said that the mausoleum here is the mausoleum of the first emperor more than 2000 years ago. , leaving only part of the complete building.

The state spent a lot of money to repair the missing part, so that the mausoleum can be restored. Now, although the precious things inside have either been removed or protected, there are still many people who come here for the name.

The buildings in this village are also as antique as possible. Many of them are original buildings, just for rest. Many villagers have lived here for generations. In addition to living on one-third of an acre of land, they can also collect some rent and entertainment fees. Not too bad.

The imperial mausoleum is located on the northern mountain with many peaks and lush forests. The road leading to the mountain has been carefully decorated, and the steps paved with layers of marble lead directly to the mountainside.

Climb up the steps and look at the majestic peaks and mountains around you. It is indeed a place that even emperors are interested in. The scenery is beautiful and the environment is unique. I think it was discovered early, so the environment has not been destroyed. The lush forests on both sides of the road show the nature. beauty of.

Walking to the mountainside, there is a building similar to an ancestral hall. As expected, there are memorial tablets of local deceased villagers. People in this place know how to use them to enshrine the deceased elders next to the emperor's tomb. No matter what the feng shui is, popularity is indispensable. of.

Pass through a row of neatly lined statues, depicting the famous figures of that dynasty, it can be seen that they were added later, otherwise an emperor would never let these people stand outside his door, if it is inside The possibility of being buried with him is even higher.

The bronze rusty gate is in front of you, and there is a guard pavilion outside the gate. An old man in his 50s is holding his hand on a recliner in the pavilion, listening to the radio leisurely.

When the man saw a visitor, he quickly stood up and walked out. He was startled by the appearance of the two visitors. Fortunately, he had received many young talents before, so he didn't make it too obvious.

"Do you two want to go in now?" The sun has set and it is about to enter the night. Although there are light tubes in the imperial mausoleum, there are still very few guests entering at night. Not even the guts to try.

"Well, let's go in and have a look before we come out." Xiao Huanyu replied.

Walking in the spacious tunnel, the two quietly admired the carvings on the wall, which recorded the process of a dynasty from decline to prosperity, including tribal battles, scenes of men farming and women weaving, and live sacrifice ceremonies. Tragic, it is indeed a very old society.

The passages in the mausoleum extend in all directions, and they can only proceed according to the signs. The surroundings are the official houses of the garden temple, the dormitories of the burials, and the pits for the horses, rare birds and animals, and the slaves.

After walking for about half an hour, I arrived at the center of the mausoleum. This is a cone-shaped building with a pointed roof and square walls. There are also wonderful stories on it, and there are several well-preserved ones on the walls. On the lamp stand, various funerary objects were placed in an orderly manner on the ground around it, many of which were damaged, and it could be seen that later generations had sorted them out.

There is a sarcophagus in the center. The sarcophagus is carefully carved from a huge stone, and there are nine dragon patterns hovering around it. Naturally, there is no corpse in it, only a piece of broken clothes, which cannot be seen. There are all kinds of gold, silver, jewelry, pottery and iron scattered around.

Xiao Yihan was stunned. He felt very strange along the way, as if he had returned to the previous era, as if he saw the cemetery of his previous life, especially when he saw the pattern on the wall, he seemed to see himself In his life of fighting, reforming and reforming, his political achievements are outstanding. Although he is not the emperor of business opening, he is also the No. 1 in opening up territories.

He closed his eyes, recalling the experience of his previous life carefully. He knew that this place could not belong to him, after all, time and space were different, but he thought, after his death in his last life, he probably slept in this kind of place. It's amazing.

In his previous life, he hadn't started to build his own mausoleum. He felt that life is the most important thing. He didn't pay attention to the enjoyment after death. A group of buried people and livestock, he didn't want to be in peace after his death.It's a pity that he died strangely and suddenly. His crown prince must not have had too long to prepare such a luxurious tomb for him. As for the funeral objects, he is confident that they are no less than those here.

"What's wrong? Is the air bad in here?" Xiao Huanyu looked at Xiao Yihan with concern.

"It's okay, let's go."

"it is good."

Walking out of the imperial mausoleum along the original road, the air outside is indeed much fresher. Night has fallen. On a clear summer and autumn night, a crescent moon hangs on the treetops. The sky in the countryside is exceptionally clear and clear. The cloudless sky is extraordinarily brightly decorated with stars.

A white Milky Way runs across the north and south like a bridge, and on the east and west banks of the river, there is a particularly shining star, facing each other across the river and facing each other from a distance, that is Altair and Vega.