"Wang Yifan, Wang Yifan, what's wrong?”Bai Mengfei called out when she saw Wang Yifan in a daze.
Wang Yifan was embarrassed for his earlier absent-mindedness. He did not explain because he did not want to. He knew that she was just a passer-by in his life. There was no need for her to know and understand too much. "Let's go, I'll take you to see the Sixty-One King Bin Statues.”
Wang Yifan held Bai Mengfei's hand and walked up the stairs. The two stone lions were surrounded by iron railings, but there were still tourists who climbed in to take photos. Bai Mengfei looked at Wang Yifan and smiled bitterly. What could they do when faced with this? Wang Yifan pulled Bai Mengfei to the sixty-one statues. Bai Mengfei looked at the headless statues with a puzzled expression. He didn't know why. Her every movement, even the smallest one, would be caught by Wang Yifan. The two of them were like good friends who had known each other for many years. A small movement would fall into the eyes of the other party, but what was the reality? They all knew.
"These are the sixty-one statues of King Bin, which are also the sixty-one statues of the vassals. Look at these people, aren't they different from us Han people? I mean the clothes they were wearing. You see, some of them wore robes with waist belts, some wore lapels and purple sleeves, but they were all standing side by side with their hands in front of them. Their posture was extremely humble, as if they were lining up to welcome the arrival of the emperor.”
"It's true. Look at their clothes. They look a little like the clothes of the people in Xinjiang now.”Bai Mengfei said as she stood beside a stone statue. She touched the stone statues and played with them mischievously.
"Isn't it strange that these statues don't have heads?”Bai Mengfei nodded.
" I heard that during the Ming Dynasty, a foreign envoy came to visit Qianling Tomb. He found that his ancestors were erected here to guard the tomb of the emperor of the Tang Dynasty. He felt that it had damaged the national dignity of his country and insulted their character. His self-esteem was greatly hurt, so he secretly wanted to destroy these stone statues. However, he was not familiar with this place and was afraid of causing disputes between the two countries, so he thought of a vicious plan. Every night, he and his followers would go to the crops near the mausoleum to ruin the crops. Then, the next day, he would fan the flames and let his followers tell the local people that these stone statues were made of these stone statues. These stone statues would become spirits at night and then ruin the crops. If they wanted to protect their crops from being ruined, they had to destroy these stone statues and cut off their heads so that they would not come out at night to ruin the crops. The messenger's words spread like wildfire, and the local people believed it. In a fit of anger, they chopped off the heads of these stone statues.”
"There is also a saying that during the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, there was a huge earthquake in Shaanxi. The magnitude was above 8. The earthquake was more than 100 miles away from here, but this place was also the epicenter, and more than 800,000 people died. These stone statues had also suffered a devastating blow. Perhaps this was one of the main reasons why the heads of the 61 stone statues had been broken! Some people said that when the stone statues were built, the materials used to make them weren't very sturdy. Think about it, this was a plain area, so there weren't any stones here. These stones were all transported from other places. Perhaps there were some stone flaws in these stones! Some people even said that these stone statues were part of the war that destroyed the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. What was it exactly? We can't verify it now. Let's go! We have to hurry, or we won't be able to reach the Great Tomb.”
Bai Mengfei nodded. Wang Yifan still held her hand and walked past the stone tablet with the words " Tang Gaozong's Qianling Tomb." The two sides of the stone tablet were filled with all kinds of artworks. As they walked up the stone tablet, Bai Mengfei was dazzled by the hand-made works of the old people. If it was in the past, she would have stopped and bought them. But now, she only had 30 yuan left in her pocket, so she could only look at them.
Wang Yifan looked at Bai Mengfei and smiled. His mother was among them. He didn't greet her because he was afraid that his mother would see her. Perhaps it was because he hadn't thought of how to introduce her to his mother yet! The higher they went, the harder it became. This place was unlike other scenic spots, where there were steps to the mausoleum. There were no stairs here, so they had to walk slowly. Wang Yifan pulled Bai Mengfei along the way. Perhaps she was a soldier, so she had a good physique.
Along the way, he did not let go of Bai Mengfei's hand. Just like that, he pulled her to the top of the mausoleum. Standing on the top of the mausoleum, Bai Mengfei looked at the path they had just walked. She was filled with emotions.
"You can't see anything else if you look like this. Wait a minute.”As Wang Yifan spoke, he went to the side and said something to a person holding a telescope. Bai Mengfei didn't listen to them either. She just looked at the road they came from quietly. Standing at the top of the road, she looked down like a galaxy. It was too beautiful.
"Here, take this and look. You can see the scenery that others can't.”Wang Yifan handed her a pair of binoculars. It turned out that there were people who rented these binoculars for tourists.
"This place is called Liang Mountain. It is a naturally formed limestone mountain. There are three peaks standing tall. The north peak is the highest, which is the one we are standing on now. The second peak in the south is the lowest. They face each other from the east and west, and in the middle is Sima Dao, so these two peaks are called 'Milk Peak', but we locals call them' Milk Mountain'.'
If you look forward, Liangshan is like a woman's body lying on the ground. The place we are standing on is the head, and the south second peak is the chest. People often say that it is the symbol of Empress Wu Zetian. It's amazing! Do you know Yan Liben? This mausoleum was designed by Yan Liben and his brother, Yan Lide. It was built to imitate the layout of Chang 'an Fortress.
It was said that the cemetery was more than 80 miles around. There was originally a city wall and four city gates inside. Now, look, the east is the Green Dragon Gate, the south is the Vermilion Bird Gate, the west is the White Tiger Gate, and the north is the Black Tortoise Gate. Was it possible to see it with binoculars?”Bai Mengfei nodded again.
She had to admit that Wang Yifan knew too much. How could she understand? Ever since Wang Yifan was in primary school, he had been helping his parents buy things in the mausoleum. He ran errands back and forth to get things. Sometimes, when he had nothing to do, the adults would gather and chat. Therefore, he knew every place and every legend in Qianling Mausoleum. At that time, he had thought of becoming a caretaker in Qianling Tomb when he grew up. That way, no one would make things difficult for his parents. They would be able to buy their handmade crafts in the Ling District with peace of mind.
However, he did not expect that the scenic area had opened up a special place for these crafts. He did not need to be a manager anymore. His father sent him to be a soldier with the purpose of letting him learn some skills. The worst thing was that when he returned from the military, he could go to Qi Miao's house to help or become a village cadre in the village. However, Wang Yifan's father, Wang Yonglu, did not expect that Wang Yifan's performance in the army was not bad. He signed a non-commissioned officer. Although a non-commissioned officer was not an official, a non-commissioned officer in the countryside was still quite impressive. After all, his future was bright. This way, he could continue to be a non-commissioned officer. Then, wouldn't he be eating yellow rice in the future? Sometimes, when faced with the envy and praise of the villagers, Wang Yifan only smiled. In fact, he had his own idea. He wanted to retire after one term. If he married Qi Miao, he could only help Qi Miao's father run a business. If he didn't marry Qi Miao, he would go to the south. He wanted to create his own world. No matter what, a former soldier was not afraid of death. Why would he be afraid of suffering?
"Hey, what are you thinking about? We're going there now." Bai Mengfei looked at the dazed Wang Yifan.
"I'm sorry, I just remembered something else. I'll take you to Huangchao Valley now.”Wang Yifan pulled Bai Mengfei to the back of the mausoleum. He didn't know why. Perhaps it was because of the weather, or maybe it was because of the color of the sky, there were not many tourists today. In such weather, the two of them walked on the narrow path. In fact, Wang Yifan just didn't want Bai Mengfei to have too much trouble. There were no steps on the road to the mausoleum. It was easy to go up, but difficult to go down. Therefore, the road behind the mausoleum was relatively flat. If they were lucky, they could catch a bus on Route 3. That way, they could take it home. Although this place was not far from his house, Wang Yifan knew that this kind of girl in the city had never suffered since she was young. It was not easy for her to walk so much today. If they continued walking, he was afraid that she would not be able to get up tomorrow.
"Hey, what's going on with Huangchao Valley? And Huangchao Valley, is this Huangchao a local of yours, or is it the Huangchao from history?”Bai Mengfei asked Wang Yifan. Wang Yifan smiled and threw a look at Bai Mengfei, which meant," Go ahead and guess!"
Bai Mengfei looked at Wang Yifan's back and smiled. She understood what he meant. The two of them were like a pair of friends who had not seen each other for a thousand years. Although their faces had changed a long time ago, their hearts had not changed.
Time was like an old man telling them the vicissitudes of life, but the concern in their hearts did not change at all. Perhaps this was the so-called fate. Since there was fate, he did not know if there was a share. If they did, what would they do? Hold each other's hands and forget all the troubles in the world, but would they? Could they? After all, they were living in the mortal world. They were a lowly speck of dust in the mortal world. If they wanted to fly, they would eventually fall into the dust. Whose fate was this? Whose reincarnation was this? Who was who had a past life? Who was who had this life?
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