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- Qian Yiqun didn't know that he and Ku Chen had already embarked on two paths, nor did he know that his thoughts could affect Ku Chen's predictions. Otherwise, he would never be stingy with his thoughts and would go through the names of the places he knew in his mind every day.
At present, Shenyang will be renamed Shengjing in three years, and only the first two Qing Tombs will become tourist attractions in the future, because Huang Taiji is not dead yet.
After Qian Yiqun came to Shenyang, he found that although it had not been expanded yet, it was not small. At least he couldn't just stand somewhere and the fox would see him. But with the courier guy from Shan Ying accompanying me, there was almost no chance of getting lost.
As Qian Yiqun has seen along the way, even Shenyang is still in a situation of shortage of soldiers and food. The Jurchen guards at the city gate were weak, either old men or young children, all withered and withered. The city was also sparsely populated, and after the snow on the ground melted, it revealed tracks and occasional mud puddles scattered irregularly.
Unlike other cities in the Ming Dynasty, Shenyang does not have public toilets, nor is there a centralized place for people to empty toilets. Feces can be seen scattered everywhere, which makes Qian Yiqun quite uncomfortable. Whether it was the city where he lived in his previous life or the Suzhou where he grew up in this life, he didn't have to worry about stepping on shit while walking on the road.
Because he was wearing the armor of a golden soldier, Qian Yiqun did not attract the attention of others, and he finished the tour after a short visit. If you hadn't known that this was the capital of the Jin Kingdom, it would have been easy to mistake it for a slightly larger village. As for the Tatars who massacred all the people in Shenyang mentioned earlier, after seeing the living environment of these Shenyang Jurchens, Qian Yiqun really felt a little bit useless.
There seems to be no difference between killing and not killing.
Qian Yiqun scratched his head and decided to visit the Jurchens¡¯ ancestral graves first.
There are currently two ancestral graves that can be disposed of.
One is the Yongling Tomb of later generations, now called Xingjing Tomb. Among them are buried Nurhaci's sixth ancestor Mengtemu, great-grandfather Fuman, grandfather Juechang'an, father Takshi, uncle Lidun, uncle Tacha Penggu and their Fujin.
According to folklore, the reason why the Jurchens were able to enter the pass and dominate the world was all due to the feng shui of this mausoleum.
Qian Yiqun strolled to the foot of the Xingjing Mausoleum and saw a village located beside it. It seemed that it was the Jurchen who was responsible for guarding the tomb. There are stone tablets and Wengzhong on the Shinto, and the system is no different from the customs of the Ming Dynasty.
Seeing a suspicious stranger approaching, the Jurchens guarding the mausoleum ran out one after another, surrounded Qian Yiqun, and uttered a long string of Jurchen words.
Qian Yiqun naturally didn't understand a word, so he waved his hand: "Get out of the way."
"Nikan!" someone shouted. It is the meaning of "barbarian" in Jurchen language. The Jurchens did not say that they still lived wrapped in wild boar skins, but they called the Ming Dynasty a barbarian family, which was very ridiculous.
Generally speaking, when you are new to a place, you always learn the fastest way to curse. Qian Yiqun had killed so many people in Liaodong these days, so he was naturally scolded a lot. Among them, "Nikan" appeared quite frequently.
"Although you scold me, I can't bear to kill you all." Qian Yiqun swung the red shield bead, forced Jiannu away who rushed up, shook his head slightly, and shouted loudly: "Thunder is coming!"
The power of the palm thunder is not considered, but it is more than enough to deal with these unarmored soldiers.
With just a thunderball blasting over, the Jurchens guarding the mausoleum screamed and scattered, leaving only two charred corpses on the ground.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, aren't you afraid that they will attract Shenyang's garrison with your actions like this?" A man speaking Chinese with a northeastern accent appeared behind Qian Yiqun unknowingly.
Qian Yiqun was shocked, and when he turned around, he had already used the Red Shield Bead to protect his body. These days, he was wary of Kuchen's sudden pursuit, and his vigilance had become much stronger. He did not dare to interrupt the blessings on his body, and the diamond beads were always available. Even so, he still made this man appear five steps behind him.
¡ª¡ªIf he has evil intentions, he may be in trouble.
Qian Yiqun was on guard in his heart and looked at the person coming.
This man was wearing a sky-blue Taoist robe, with a slender figure, slightly concave cheeks, and a three-coloured long beard. He was quite handsome. I saw that his eyes were full of sparkle, and there was no trace of vulgarity in his body. It was obvious that he was also a disciple of morality, a Yuke from Xuandu.
"Fellow Taoist, please come," Qian Yiqun said with a slight salute, "Fellow Taoist, your hair is full and tied high, doesn't it matter in this golden world?"
"Haha," the Taoist said with a smile, "I just don't leave the mountains and live a life of lawlessness. What does it matter?"
"My Taoist friend is noble," Qian Yiqun complimented casually, "I hope that if my Taoist friend comes to see me, I will be able to give you some advice."
The Taoist smiled so much that he showed eight teeth and said, "How dare you give me advice? I'm just a guide."
The Taoist said thatSmile, as if he is an easy-going person and only knows how to laugh. He said: "This mausoleum is backed by Qiyun Mountain and faces Yantong Mountain in front. It has the head of a green dragon on the left and the tail of a white tiger on the right. Therefore, the dragon in Yongling is in a good situation and has the power of a thousand chariots. In addition, Su Zihe is like A jade belt is generally wrapped around it, with shimmering waves, and the three rivers Erdao River, Cuocao River and Suzi River form a 'three water reservoir'. It is really a rare geomantic treasure land in the world."
¡ª¡ªIt turned out that he was my tour guide to the imperial tomb.
Qian Yiqun didn't care and said: "No matter how good the feng shui is, it only lasts until today."
The Taoist ignored Qian Yiqun's explanation and explained to himself: "There are twelve hills on Qiyun Mountain. Look: 'Green Dragon', 'White Tiger', 'Jinan'these hills are all twelve miles away from this mausoleum." Li, the length of the Suzi River flowing through this place is exactly twelve Li. This is God¡¯s will to make Jiannu produce twelve emperors.¡±
Qian Yiqun suddenly became alert.
Now that the Dragon Qi War has begun, this guy comes to say that the Jurchens should have twelve generations of emperors, so his position is very difficult to say.
But looking at the top of the mountain, if it corresponds to the twelve emperors of the Manchu and Qing dynasties, it is indeed the highest mountain in the three dynasties of Kangxi, Yongzong and Qianlong, and each one is getting shorter and shorter. By the time we reach the twelfth one, it can hardly be considered a hilltop, and it corresponds to the last emperor Puyi.
Qian Yiqun looked back at the history of the Qing Dynasty and found that they corresponded one by one. He thought to himself: If it is a coincidence, it is too coincidental. Could it be that the Jurchens were destined to be the winner?
"Pindao is here just to renew his destiny." Qian Yiqun said calmly, "What do you think, fellow Taoist?"
The Taoist clapped his hands and smiled and said, "It's so great! Let's go together."
Qian Yiqun was stunned: "Fellow Taoist, what is your surname? Where is the fairyland?"
"Ha," the Taoist said with a smile, "You spent so much gold looking for me, but it turns out you don't know me." He paused and said, "The poor Taoist is the general."
"Jiang'anzi?" Qian Yiqun was stunned. Isn't this just trying to find a place without any effort at all?
"Some people also call me that." Jiang An said, "It doesn't matter, the name is just a buzzword, there is no need to delve into it here."
"Please borrow the ice jade and cold iron mirror for use!" Qian Yiqun immediately bowed and bowed sincerely.
"Uh how about we burn the Jurchen mausoleum first and cut off their dragon veins?" Jiang An gently twirled his beard and said to himself: This Taoist is really shameless. When we first met, he asked me how valuable it is to borrow money. My dear, oh my, how can I refuse him without losing face?
"This matter is not urgent," Qian Yiqun said urgently, "Taoist priest, my wife has encountered a little trouble. If I don't use your ice jade and cold iron to check it within half a year, I'm afraid she will lose her mind and go crazy. This It¡¯s much more urgent than the Ming Dynasty.¡±
Even if this dragon vein is not broken, the Ming Dynasty still has more than ten years of national destiny, so Qian Yiqun is certainly not in a hurry.
"This" Jiang An's face was stern, "Actually, I am not Jiang An No, I am Jiang An, but I don't have Bing Yu Han Tie Jian."
"Fellow Taoist, your eyes are wandering, you are obviously lying." Qian Yiqun approached Jiang An and said seriously: "Look, your neck is red."
"Yeah? Really?" Jiang'an covered his neck with his hands and smiled sheepishly: "Fellow Taoist, look at you, you don't understand the world at all. I said no because I didn't want to hurt you and me. I think so. The Ice Jade Cold Iron Mirror is an ancient secret treasure, how can it be lent out so easily?"
Qian Yiqun took a step back, without forcing him, and said, "Brother, how about this? I'll call my wife, and then you can take care of her. Is that okay?"
"This" Jiang An thought about it for a while, and thought: I have to go down the mountain to play anyway, and helping him heal his wife is just a little effort.
"Thank you for your respect!" Qian Yiqun said.
"Brother, I just like to deal with cheerful people." Jiang'an said seriously, "Looking at the moral integrity on my Taoist friend's face, I remembered that my wife is also a fellow Taoist, so it's time for me to help!"
Qian Yiqun was also quite excited and said: "Brother, I have a Yuqing ancestral altar in Shanhaiguan, which is still popular. If you have any help in the future, please come to me."
"It's easy to say," Jiang An pointed at the mausoleum, "This is indeed where the Jurchen dragon veins are. Brother, I know that they are destined by heaven, and there is no way to do it here. I have to live in seclusion in the mountains and not care about worldly affairs. A month ago, I was watching the sky at night, and suddenly discovered the destiny. Something changed, Hun Long was born, and then he had the idea to go down the mountain to help the Ming Lord."
Qian Yiqun praised: "Fellow Taoist is so noble and loyal!"
"It's easy to talk about," Jiang An was quite pleased with it, "Let's go and cut off his dragon vein."
The two of them climbed up the steps and regarded the Jurchen tomb guards as if they were nothing. However, Qian Yiqun was upset by the sound of the alarm bell, so he blasted it with a thunderbolt from his palm.??Just like climbing high and taking a wild tour, walking forward at a leisurely pace.
Jiang'an was from Liaodong. He became a monk and practiced Taoism since he was a child. Later, the Jurchens took over Liaodong. He knew that it was hard to violate his destiny, so he hid in the mountains and made friends with several fellow practitioners to participate in morality.
"Brother Jiang'an, you must be over a few hundred years old, right?" Qian Yiqun asked.
"No way," Jiang An said with a smile, "Our sect has always been a master-disciple tradition, using the Taoist name 'Jiang An'. How can anyone live hundreds of years? Hahaha."
¡ª¡ªThe Jinhua birth technique will do
Qian Yiqun secretly spoke, and immediately asked: "It is rare for your sect to inherit the Taoist title like this, but what is the deep meaning?"
Jiang An raised his head, his face showing the vicissitudes of life: "When I was a Taoist boy, I asked Master the same question."¡ª¡ª
Depend on! You took advantage of me!
Qian Yiqun reacted very quickly, curling his lips and cursing secretly.
"Master said: When I grow up and take on a disciple, I will understand." Jiang An said leisurely.
"Then do you understand now?" Qian Yiqun was very curious and did not care about this barbarian.
"I accepted a disciple last year," Jiang An nodded, "I finally understand."
"What's the deep meaning?"
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