The legend of the king of crossing

Chapter 1 Southern Song Dynasty Shaodi Mausoleum

I don't know how I left the company, there was nothing left in my mind.

In the afternoon, I received a breakup call from my girlfriend. The content was simple, "I don't feel anything about you anymore, let's end it."

My name is Huyan Donghai, an ordinary college student of science and engineering. I came to this strange city after graduating from university three years ago.I am indifferent by nature and not sociable. I work from nine to six on weekdays, and my daily life is simple. I can be regarded as a typical otaku.

At a classmate's birthday party, I met her, my girlfriend Le Lingshan.Oh no, it should be ex-girlfriend now.

"Junior sister, Yue Lingshan?" I still remember the scene clearly at that time, Le Lingshan gave me a white look and said: "You are just junior sister, my girl's surname is Le, music's music, water chestnut's water chestnut, fir's fir, Remember clearly, next time don't yell."

Junior sister Yue Lingshan is one of the characters in Mr. Jin's novels.

That's how we got acquainted.

In the following three years, from acquaintance to mutual love, we fell in love so deeply, it was really mesmerizing. These three years were also the happiest time in my life.

Until a month ago, she started to alienate me, but no matter how much I asked, there was no answer.Today I finally received the news that she is going to break up, although I have already thought about it.

To prepare, I still can not accept this fact.

Since ancient times, it has been said that heartless men hold up half the sky in modern times. Could it be that heartless women also hold up half of the sky?

It was a day in November 2011.

At this time, the night was dark, with light rain and occasional cold wind, and the streets were sparsely populated. I boarded the subway home in a daze.

On this slightly cold rainy night, it was the last subway, and the car was empty. I was the only one in this car from the beginning to the end. I don’t know how long it took. The train arrived at the terminal station, and I A few scattered passengers walked out of the subway station, only to find that the exit became very strange. This is not the exit for me to go home. I looked at the signage, and it turned out that I took the wrong direction and came to the other side of the subway line [-]. At one end, the Southern Song Dynasty Shaodi Mausoleum in Shekou.

Although I studied science and engineering, I have loved history since I was a child, and I know a thing or two about the end of the Southern Song Dynasty.The turning point of the character and destiny of the Han nation may have occurred in the last years of the Song Dynasty. The Song Dynasty was the largest in the world at that time in terms of economy and population, but it was repeatedly bullied by weak and weak aliens. Da Jin in the Northern Song Dynasty and Mongolia in the Southern Song Dynasty were destroyed, and even the small Dali could coexist with them, so that the later Ming Dynasty was also destroyed by the extremely weak Manchu Qing Dynasty.This can not but be said to be the sorrow of this famous clan, but before the Song Dynasty, it was just the opposite. Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty almost beat the Xiongnu and other alien races to the point of extermination for hundreds of years.

Alas, the prosperity of the Han and Tang Dynasties no longer exists, and the blood of the nation has also disappeared.

"Anyone who offends me will be punished even if he is far away."

This sentence eventually became history.

As for the last emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty, it was even more bleak. After the death of an eight-year-old child, there was no bones left, leaving only this clothes tomb, which has been guarding the South China Sea silently for thousands of years. The existence of the clothes tomb seems to still tell history that there used to be such a Personal characters, if Grandpa Deng hadn't drawn a circle here during his southern tour, even the tomb of the last emperor would not be known.

I walked out of the subway station and walked forward aimlessly. The road was silent. This is a small road. Even in the daytime, there were very few pedestrians on the road, let alone in the middle of the night when it was raining lightly.

My thoughts are in a mess, sometimes the clips with Lingshan appear in my mind, and sometimes I repeat Lingshan's breakup phone call.My heart hurts so much, I always feel that there is a huge stone stuck in my heart, and I can't even take a deep breath.My heart is dead, maybe my person is dying too, I thought to myself.

It must be God's will in the dark, I walked towards Song Shaodi's tomb by accident, but I can't remember how I got there.

"Do you hate her?" An old voice suddenly sounded in my ear.

At that time, I didn't realize at all, how could there be someone here in the middle of the night, I just repeated this sentence to myself, "Do I hate her?"

In the end, I shook my head and replied, "I don't hate it."

The old voice said again: "Then can you let her go?"

Only then did I realize that I was standing in front of Song Shaodi's mausoleum, and an old man with a cane was standing beside him. With the help of the dim light, I saw the old man wearing a black ancient robe with a bun on his head , Just like the ancient Taoist priests often seen on TV, the old man seems to be very old. The only thing special is that his eyes are still very bright and clear in the dark, and he seems to be able to see through my mind even in this dark night.

I thought for a while and replied: "What if I can let it go, so what if I can't let it go?"

The old man in black didn't answer me directly, but continued: "Are you willing to rewrite history?"

Without thinking about it, I immediately replied: "Yes." When I said this, I naturally thought that the old man was asking about the history of Lingshan and me, but I didn't expect that he was talking about another history, the history of the entire nation.

"If you want, come in with me." After the old man finished speaking, he waved his right hand, and saw a small door in the middle of the young emperor's mausoleum. The door was so small that only one person could pass through it. Thinking about it, I walked in with the old man. I didn't expect that this visit would change my life.

The Mausoleum of Young Emperor's Clothes is empty, only a long corridor leads to the front, and the walls of the corridor are all painted with colorful murals. While looking at these murals, I walked slowly forward with the old man.

The murals on the wall are brightly colored, as if they have just been painted.The content of the painting is simple and clear, anyone who has studied history can understand it, and each painting is accompanied by a text explanation.The first painting is about Pangu opening up the world, the second one is about Dayu's control of the water, and the murals behind are all glorious moments in Chinese history. , only the last painting seems out of place with the previous ones. From the text in the painting, it can be seen that this painting tells the life of Zhao Yu, Emperor Duzong of the Southern Song Dynasty. This Emperor Duzong is fatuous and incompetent. The king of subjugation, just by him, how can he be compared with the great men in the previous paintings, but he also appears in this mural for some reason.

"You must be wondering about this painting, how could there be Emperor Duzong?" The old man in black said for the first time after entering.

I nodded and replied: "Yes, there is nothing remarkable about Song Duzong in history."

The old man in black chuckled and said, "That's right. Since Song Duzong, the last three emperors of the Southern Song Dynasty were all children under ten years old, and they couldn't change the fate of the country. Therefore, this Emperor Duzong is changing the Song Dynasty, changing the Han The last hope of the nation, you will know everything when you enter through the stone gate at the end of this corridor."

Now that I have entered the Mausoleum of the Young Emperor, I have no choice but to move on.

I pushed the stone door hard, but I didn't expect the stone door to be easily pushed open with a "呲". He patted my back lightly, and walked straight in without noticing why my strength suddenly became so great.