I collect cultural relics in the human world

When the teacher was there, He Si naturally did not dare to join the conversation. When the teacher's figure disappeared completely, she became bolder inexplicably towards Qin Jian and asked softly: "How do you know my teacher?"

"I have known Mr. Li much longer than Ah Si."

"Really?" He Si looked suspicious, and thought of the hotel where the two first met, "Could that hotel..."

Qin Jian immediately shook his head: "Didn't I ask your professor to send you there?"

"What a coincidence."

"fate."

He Si listened to Qin Jian's rare frivolous tone, but she didn't know that the old fox often spoke half a sentence.

For example, during the hotel trip they were talking about, although He Si's appearance was not planned by him, he finally decided to attend after learning that He Si would appear.At that time, of course, he was curious about the person he was bound to thousands of years ago, but at this moment, he was particularly satisfied with his decision that day - strategizing and winning a victory thousands of miles away.

However, this matter cannot be dwelled on. Once he thinks that he is just a mirror and there is someone else who was really bound to He Si thousands of years ago, Qin Jian feels panicked in his heart.It was obvious that the man had drank several rounds of Meng Po soup, but he didn't know what Qin Jian was worried about.

"Why do you suddenly want to go to Taihao Fuxi Ling?"

"Let's go first. I'll tell you on the way."

"What about your acquaintance with my teacher?"

"It won't be too late until this matter is resolved."

The two of them chatted about useless topics, walked out of the hotel lobby, and disappeared where no one could find them.

The mirror corridor began to change again. He Si had long been accustomed to this kind of impermanence. She followed Qin Jian step by step on the stones rising from the sky. Listening to the stories in Qin Jian's mouth, her face became more and more excited.

"It is said that this grass only grows in three places in the country: one is Qufu in Shandong, one is Jinci Temple in Shanxi, and the third is Taihao Mausoleum. Therefore, the grass is rare. Emperors in the past dynasties would send officials to pick it in the spring and autumn when they paid homage to their ancestors and returned to Beijing to resume their duties. Everyone must bring back a bunch of yarrow as a token of arrival at Taihao Mausoleum."

"So, we are going to Taihao Fuxi Ling this time to look for yarrow?"

"It's a hundred stems of yarrow." Qin Jian emphasized seriously, "And we are going to the yarrow garden behind the cemetery."

"Is there any danger?"

Qin Jian stopped and shook his head, then looked at He Si's expression and said, "Is this a disappointed expression?"

"How could it be?" He Si was only halfway through her words when her hands tightened. Just when she realized that she had been teased by Qin Jian again, she had already been pulled out of the mirror corridor.

Before He Si had time to chat with Qin Jian, she was dazzled by the water in her eyes.

"This is... here?"

"This is Liuhu Lake," Qin Jian stretched out his hand and pointed to the place where the city wall stretches. "That's our destination."

"I know, but you really like passing through the water." He Si complained, touching Xiao Jiu on her shoulder, her eyes finally found focus in the color of the water, and regained her sense of direction.

Looking to the north, you can clearly see a group of ancient buildings among the willows. Its mausoleums rise from the ground, majestic and majestic, towering like mountains and mountains, standing in the sun of Caishui River.

"The waterside is safer than the mirror," Qin Jian explained casually and walked towards the cemetery, "Let's go, Fan Yu is already waiting for us at the cemetery."

"Oh." He Si said and quickly followed.

At first, the place I passed was filled with rippling blue waves, weeping willow trees, and crowds of tourists among the pavilions and pavilions, which was peaceful and beautiful.Although winter has entered and the chill is gradually rising, it is still full of poetry and painting.Going deeper to the north, you are still surrounded by green trees, the ancient city walls are hidden among the grass, and the environment gradually becomes quiet and solemn.

Soon, the two came to a tall stone staircase, and the Fuxi family's lofty status was revealed.In front of you are tall eaves and carved beams, all showing the exquisite skills of ancient Chinese architecture.

This is the Fuxi Mausoleum of Taihao, an isolated example of a large-scale palace-style ancient building complex among Chinese emperors' tombs and temples, which was built based on Fuxi's innate Bagua mathematics.

A man dressed in black stood in front of the tall city wall and majestic palace. His demeanor did not diminish at all. He only bent slightly and stretched out a hand, as if to invite the girl. He looked solemn and upright, warm and genial, but his tone was full of Temptation: "Ah Si, don't you want me to introduce you?"

There was a constant creaking sound, and the ten gates of the mausoleum from south to north suddenly opened layer by layer with these words. He Si looked directly at the huge mausoleum of Taihao Fuxi in the Forbidden City from the first noon gate in the south, her eyes piercing through Looking at the north-south vertical central axis, you can actually see through it at a glance and see ten doors facing each other.

Standing in front of the huge and majestic cemetery, He Si finally managed to stabilize her mind that was shocked by this strange sight. She put away her illusions and looked at the Cai River flowing under her feet.

Qin Jian said nothing and just followed He Si's footsteps. The gentle and slow footsteps accompanied by their shallow breathing walked into the cemetery.

After walking through the Wu Chao Gate, the main corridor at your feet is paved with bluestones and lined with towering ancient cypresses. I looked at the Jade Belt Buckle next to the Yudai River, walked past the Yudai Bridge, passed through Daoyi Gate and Xiantian Gate, and arrived at Taiji Gate Square.He Si stopped, wanting to experience Fu Xi's mood of looking up at the sky, looking down at the earth, and observing all things. Qin Jian didn't push her, he just let her wish.

After resting for a while, the two set off again, crossed the Taiji Gate, walked past the magnificent Tongtian Hall and the Xianren Hall with gray tube and tile roofs, passed through the Taishi Gate and the Forest of Ancient Steles, and came to the blue-brick Pavilion. In front of the Xiantian Bagua altar.

After measuring the Bagua Diagram with their footsteps, they came to the Forbidden City and Fuxi's giant mausoleum. The two finally stood in front of a giant tombstone in front of the mausoleum.

"Does Si understand the Fuxi clan?"

"If you ask about the structure of the tomb, I can still answer a few questions. If you ask Fuxi, I definitely don't know as much as you do." He Si was pragmatic.

"Then I'll ask about the structure of the tomb."

The old fox's eyes were shining, and he didn't know what he had in mind. He Si thought that since it was an issue about ancient architecture, it should remain true to its origins, so she responded, "You tell me."

"On the bluestone platform in the northeast corner of the Xianren Hall in Taihao Mausoleum, there is a round void. Visitors and pilgrims call it a kiln. Does Asi know what this object is and what its use is?"

He Si frowned. She didn't expect that the angle of Qin Jian's question was so tricky. She thought for a long time and couldn't figure it out, so she had to shake her head.

"Zisun kiln."

"Ah?" He Si didn't know if she heard wrongly, so she rubbed her ears.

"Fuxi has ten great achievements, does Si know?" It was another completely irrelevant question. He Si had a bad premonition in his heart and kept silent. Of course Qin Jian would not let her get her wish, so she kept talking to herself. Go on: "One of them is to establish a marriage system. Every spring, Fuxi breaks the clan concept and brings young men and women together in the form of a gathering. A kiln of this shape will be placed in the center of the gathering. If the young men and women are interested in each other, they will Let’s touch the kiln together..."

"Nonsense... nonsense."

"How can I dare to say nonsense? The Taihaoling Spring February Temple Fair has been continued since then," Qin Jian said with a righteous look on his face, "And as the largest and oldest folk temple fair in our country, it has also been selected as a national intangible cultural heritage. Directory. If you still don’t believe me, I will take you to this gathering on the second day of the second lunar month next year."

"I can leave by myself." He Si said, unable to resist anymore, and not daring to see whether Qin Jian's expression was joking or serious. She lowered her head and headed for today's destination - the yarrow garden behind Taihao Fuxi Mausoleum. As he walked away, he said, "Didn't I say Fan Yu is in there? Please change back quickly."

"I know." The voice has become older, but the smile in it is still that of the young man who teased her all the way.

"Come on."

He Si and Lao Chaofeng walked into the yarrow garden one after another. Fan Yu was leaning on a vigorous ancient cypress, his 1.9-meter-long body standing crookedly, with a thatch stem in his mouth, looking bored.

Knowing that he was going to say something sarcastic again, He Si didn't even dare to take a closer look at the scenery in front of her. She quickly asked Lao Chaofeng: "We are all here now, what should we do?"

"Have you ever thought about the scenery of the Yarrow Garden a thousand years ago?"

"No." He Si shook her head honestly and asked, "What does yarrow look like?"

Fan Yu finally found the point to insert the sarcastic remarks, and asked with a look of disbelief: "You guys have been chatting all the way, but you still haven't figured out what yarrow looks like?"

"We looked at the Xiling Yue Zhi and talked about the architectural features of the ancient buildings, as well as Fuxi's special contribution to being ranked among the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors."

"It's quite leisurely," Fan Yu obviously didn't believe it, and turned to attack He Si, "Xiao He, is this enough for you to talk all the way?"

When He Si heard Fu Xi's special contribution, she remembered what Qin Jian had just said about the marriage of men and women. She looked at her nose, nose and heart, and nodded solemnly.

"Hey, I've learned so much in just a few days." Fan Yu sighed and continued walking deeper into the yarrow garden. Seeing this, He Si hurriedly left, but the voice of Lao Chaofeng behind him lingered: "I don't want to know about yarrow." What does he look like?"

It's obviously you who are asking me to do something, right?

He Si complained in her heart, but still resigned to her fate and slowed down: "Please ask Teacher Qin to answer your questions."

"Yarrow has alternate leaves, and the edges of the leaves are sharply serrated, like thin feathers, or like long lines filled with needles. Because it looks like a centipede, it is also called "sawtooth grass" and "centipede grass." In summer and autumn, dense white flowers bloom, clusters blooming like umbrellas on the top of the branches, crowded close together, it is really gratifying to see them at a glance.”

He Si listened to Lao Chaofeng's description and tried hard to build a model of Xiaocao in her mind, but she couldn't figure it out.She looked at the yarrow garden in front of her again, trying to get inspiration from it, but because of the winter, it was more desolate than alive, and her mind went blank.

While she was trying hard, He Si felt her hand being held.

There was a misty tone in my ears, it was Qin Jian who was reciting the poems of his predecessors - On a sunny day in the spring suburbs, the smoke is flowing warmly, and the yarrow in Xiling is in full bloom.The strips are soft and graceful in the late night rain, and their roots are old and ancient.A painting of Hongmeng opens up the path, and the essence of thousands of years is conveyed in the heart.Origin: The sacred creature is a special flower, and its leaves are shining brightly in February.

Along with this melodious tone, He Si saw in front of He Si the leaves of yarrow with deep lobes like comb teeth. The branches and leaves stretched in the wind. She could even see the fine velvet on the rhizomes of yarrow and the faint pink edges of the white flowers. .

"did you see it?"

"Saw."

Xiaojiu jumped up from He Si's shoulder. Qingyue's screams were like waves swaying around the people. He Si held Lao Chaofeng with her backhand. As far as her eyes could see, the bleak winter had faded. The grass and trees were lush, the flowers and plants were luxuriant, and there were large areas. The greenery is like waves, flowing in front of several people's eyes.

The bells ringing and the cauldron eating in the long years, the human fireworks in the morning bells and evening drums, all disappeared at this moment, leaving only the most primitive but also the strongest greenery and vitality.

"So beautiful."

"Yes." Even Fan Yu, who has always been ungrateful, sighed, "Xiao He, you really turn decay into magic."

"Thanks to Xiaojiu." He Si took a breath of fresh air, filled with the fragrance of grass and trees, the coolness of mint and the sandalwood behind her, and her spirits were lifted.And Xiao Jiu couldn't wait to pass through the branches and have fun in this fairy tale-like fantasy scene.

"Come on, let's go find yarrow."

A few people began to walk among unnamed green plants. The deeper they walked, the more bizarre the plants became. Colorful butterflies flew lightly, colorful birds sang together with Xiaojiu, and mist fell from the ground like milk. Coming up, slowly, quietly, and without any fear, He Si could only feel the clouds and mist, filled with fairy spirit, which contrasted with the surrounding scenery, making it mysterious and ethereal.

She looked at the beautiful scenery all the way, but she did not forget her goal, and she kept searching for the plants around her.Some ferns have lush branches and leaves that can cover Fan Yu's head, some are bare with only a pole, and huge umbrella-like leaves suddenly grow until the top. Some plants are as small as dust, quietly crawling on the ground, and some have ducks. The leaves, which are like feet, seem to be about to run away at any moment.She even saw a chubby baby wearing a red bellyband running past the feet of several people, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"It's the ginseng doll." Lao Chaofeng showed a rare kind smile and nodded in the direction where the fat doll disappeared.

"Really?" He Si was delighted to hear this, but Fan Yu roughly pushed aside a leaf and turned around, "Where, let's find a red rope to tie him home!"

He Si and Lao Chaofeng ignored him and continued walking forward. Soon, He Si saw a plant that was very similar to the description.

"Look at that!" She pointed out her hand, looking like she was asking for credit.

"Try touching it."

Lao Chaofeng didn't say yes or no, and just let He Si try it first. He Si really stretched out a finger, carefully reached out to the feather-like leaf, touched it quickly, and then quickly backed away.Unexpectedly, the plant was even shyer than He Si, so when it was tapped, the leaves immediately closed and refused to open for a long time.

"Is this a mimosa? Such a big mimosa?"

Lao Chaofeng nodded, then pointed to a donut-like yellow and pink flower next to him and said, "But you can't touch everything. For example, this one has sharp thorns on its petals and it also secretes corrosive liquid. , originally existed to capture insects, but it became a spirit in this yard, I don’t know what will happen.”

"Let's go, we can't catch the ginseng doll, and class has started," Fan Yu walked between the two of them with resentment of being ignored, and suddenly turned around and grabbed a stone with his backhand.

"You saw it! If I don't catch him, he will mess with me!" Fan Yu rolled up his sleeves and looked back, eager to try.

"Then it's your fault for your bad mouth." He Si helped the fat boy, who had glanced at him, to fight back.

"He Si, your elbows..."

Fan Yu was halfway through his words when he suddenly saw Lao Chaofeng raising his hand and pointing. He found a piece of blue cloud hanging high in the sky between the green grass and trees.