Mo Wen didn't answer immediately, the three characters written by the black rat spirit are King Wu of Wei, there are many Wu Kings in history, but there is only one King Wu of Wei, that is, Cao Cao, who coerced the Son of Heaven to order the princes, this person died before the two Jiazi, and his character was mixed in later generations.
There are also those who scolded him for disobedience and usurpation of the Han family.
"Are these three words at the top of the tombstone or at the bottom," Mo Wen asked the black rat spirit after groaning.
"In the middle."
The black rat spirit replied immediately.
Mo Wen frowned slightly, according to the writing regulations of the tombstone, the first on the tombstone is the name of the descendants, the lower end of the tombstone is the mausoleum, and the three words of King Wei Wu should be in the middle, this black rat spirit has not been misled by him, indicating that what it said is true.
"There must be a lot of handwriting on that tombstone, why do you only remember these three?"
"It's golden."
The black rat spirit replied.
Mo Wen and Pu Xiong looked at each other when they heard this, what the black rat spirit said was the regulation of the inscription of the emperor's mausoleum, and the inscription names of ordinary people, including officials and princes, could only be colorless or black, and yellow was for the emperor's exclusive use, in other words, the huge mausoleum in the Buxian Mountain was very likely to be Cao Cao's mausoleum.
"What you say seems to be true or false, and if what you say is true, there should be a red name of the heir at the bottom of his tombstone."
In order to seek the truth, Mo Wen once again misled.
In fact, the inscription of the emperor will not be decorated with the name of the descendants, let alone written in red letters, because according to the orthodox and correct funeral path, the inscription on the tombstone, including the names of future generations can only be used in black characters, and the red characters are dedicated to the dead heirs of the tomb owner, such as the second son erects a monument for his father, and the eldest son dies before his father, the name of the eldest son needs to be added when erecting the monument, and the name of the eldest son is used in red at this time.
The black rat spirit had just stopped trembling, and when he heard Mo Wen's words, he began to tremble again, and he didn't answer Mo Wen's words in fright.
"There are red letters on the tombstone," Mo asked.
"Like, like, as if there isn't."
The black rat spirit hesitated for a long time and did not dare to lie.
Mo Wen nodded when he heard this.
Pu Xiong was not from the Taoist sect and didn't know much about funerals, but he guessed that Mo Wen was cheating the black rat spirit based on Mo Wen's slow look.
"Have you been in good health and in good health after eating that mushroom grass?"
Mo asked and walked to the table, carrying a pot and pouring tea.
"That mushroom grass is really unpalatable, the slave and maid vomited for several days after taking it by mistake, and almost lost their lives, how can they grow their spirits" The black rat spirit shook his head again and again with a sad face.
"Have you ever had diarrhea?"
asked Mo Qian.
"Nope."
The black rat spirit recalled for a moment, shook his head and said.
Mo Wen let out a rough breath when he heard this, and by this time he was sure that it was the mushroom that made the black rat spirit fade away from the demonic energy, because if it was ordinary poisoning, there would be no diarrhea.
There is no diarrhea but vomiting, this situation is somewhat similar to the Taoist practice of qi to eliminate turbidity, because the breath in the body does not go through the intestinal meridians, so the turbidity in the body is discharged from the mouth and nose with the breath, and there is no major diarrhea for three days to eliminate turbidity.
Mo Wen did not drink the tea by himself after pouring it, but walked to the invisible barrier and handed the tea to the black rat spirit.
Seeing this, the black rat spirit was overjoyed, took the teacup with both hands and thanked it repeatedly, Mo asked the tea with it to indicate that he would not kill it, and his life was finally saved.
"What do you think about this?"
asked Mo Wen, turning to sit down, pointing to the paper that Pu Xiong had been holding in his hand.
"It's him."
Pu Xiong's answer was simple and affirmative, and without waiting for no questions to ask, he took the initiative to explain the basis for his conclusion, "Everyone knows that his mausoleum in Anyang, Yu County, is one of his many doubtful graves, and his coffin is not buried there.
And where his real tomb is located is unknown.
This person is suspicious in life, and he wants to be outside of ordinary people, and he will settle the real tomb in Buxian Mountain, which is in line with his style of acting. ” Mo Wen nodded in agreement, Anyang is also in Yu County, not far from his hometown Xiyang, and the villagers know that the tomb of King Wu in Anyang is not Cao Cao's real tomb, but his suspicious tomb.
"This person is a soldier saint, so the last general has a lot of speculation about him, as far as the last general knows, although this person advocates thin burial, in fact, he is just making a show for the world, thinking that he is a generation of heroes, how can he be buried empty."
Pu Xiong said again.
Mo Wen smiled and nodded, the funeral style of a dynasty has a certain relationship with the national strength of this dynasty, the national strength is strong, and there are usually more funeral items, and vice versa.
But this is not the main reason, the main reason for determining whether a dynasty is a thin burial or a thick burial is what kind of order is given by the authorities, as we all know, Cao Cao advocated thin burial, advocating thin burial is mainly to maintain national strength, if a large amount of gold and silver is buried in the ground, the national strength is bound to be consumed over time.
Cao Cao's advocacy of thin burials had a far-reaching impact, and the tombs of the Wei and Jin dynasties had far fewer burial utensils than those of the Qin and Han dynasties.
"The last general is not a Han Chinese, he knows very little about Han affairs, and he doesn't know whether he is right or wrong by random speculation, how do real people think about this matter" Pu Xiong said two points and said no more, as for whether he really knows a limited amount of things, or knows how not to steal the limelight of the lord, only he knows.
"You are a general, and in your eyes he is a holy hand in soldiers.
I am a Taoist, in my opinion, this person is just a Taoist believer, Taoism and Confucianism both have something to die like life, since he believes in the Tao, he will naturally not bury his own body.
Mo Wen said casually, Cao Cao believes in Huang Lao, Huang Lao is Taoism, and the reason why Zhang Lu of the Yellow Turban Army chose to take refuge in Cao Cao instead of Liu Bei is because Cao Cao believes in Taoism, and Zhang Lu regards him as his own.
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How can a person who believes in the faith, a Xiangguo who agrees that death is like life, choose a thin burial, bring nothing, and after going down, he will not become a beggar "In the words of a real person, the last will be subdued."
Pu Xiong's heart is the same.
Mo Wen waved his hand humbly, and turned to look at the black rat spirit who was holding the teacup in both hands and looking at the two of them, "Tell me in detail about the beginning and end of the mushroom you get, the finer the better." ” The black rat spirit nodded again and again, drank the remaining tea in the cup in one gulp, and turned to reminiscence.
Buxian Mountain is very large, there are countless aliens in the Tao, it is not ranked at all in the mountain, belongs to the first-class gas, the cave where Jiazi lived before was invaded by a snake spirit, it escaped by luck, and found another place to live in the mountain, but although the Buxian Mountain is vast, most of the area is occupied by aliens, it is naturally driven and bombarded by other people's land, and in winter the heavy snow covers the mountain, the weather is unusually cold, it makes a hole and drills into the ground in order to avoid the cold.
After all, the mouse is not a snake and frog, the cat is to eat in winter, because it is too cold outside, it is convenient to drill the arch underground, looking for snakes and insects and those edible grass and roots, for two months has not been out of the ground, but in the ground, where to get food, there is no specific place to go.
Two months later, it smelled the subtle smell of rice, followed it and found a rice wall, the rice wall was mixed with hemp silk and red mud, which is the food it loves, but unfortunately the rice wall is very hard, it gnawed on it and did not move, delicious at the moment it was unwilling to retreat, so it tried everywhere, and finally found that the more down the digging rice wall the softer, after digging out more than 20 zhang was finally able to gnaw the rice wall, the rice wall here no longer has red mud doping, more delicious.
It's not easy to forage for food outside in the cold weather, there is a rice wall here to rely on, not to worry about the collapse of the tunnel, both warm and food to eat, it has been living here for the next half a month, it has never wanted to eat out of seven feet after the rice wall gnawed through a hole, the inside of the rice wall is neatly stacked with a large number of wood, the trees used are a hug of thick pines and cypresses, stacked very tightly, but there is a narrow gap between the wood and the rice wall, climb up from the gap, not much height to find that the upper part of the wood also has a rice wall, The mushroom grows in the upper part of the rice wall and the area where the pine wood is in contact below, the size of a wine cup, yellow, exudes a strong aroma, it swallows it with curiosity, never thought that although the mushroom is fragrant, the entrance is extremely smelly, and the entrance is melting, and then it is a wild vomit, the vomit is void and inevitably drill back to the ground to breathe, drill out of the ground and find the stele, there is a pedestal under the stele, the pedestal is very warm by the sun, it is convenient for the pedestal to stay on the pedestal for a few days, to stop vomiting, and want to eat, So he went back to the ground and gnawed on the rice wall, but he never thought that the rice wall would harden quickly when he saw the wind, and he could no longer gnaw on it.
It was about to burrow and gnaw elsewhere, but it noticed several very fierce auras nearby, and it fled in a hurry to be safe.
The black rat spirit described in more detail, Mo Wen already has a rough plan in his heart, the rice wall that the black rat spirit said should be the sealing soil and rammed earth commonly used by the rich and noble people when building tombs, mixed with clay rice and linen cloth The sealing soil and rammed earth will become extremely hard after drying, and play a role in protecting the mausoleum.
The price of sticky rice is more than double that of corn and millet, and so much sticky rice is not something that ordinary rich and noble families can afford.
In addition, the red clay that the black rat spirit said must be the cinnabar that kills insects and wards off evil spirits, and the price is also very expensive, although the black rat spirit only enters the outer wall of the mausoleum and the bottom of the mausoleum and does not enter the tomb, but according to it many details can be determined that the mausoleum should be Cao Cao's mausoleum.
"What kind of benefit does Tengger have with you, you go out of the mountain to help him," Mo asked after groaning.
"Slaves and maids like to eat sesame oil, and they love to drink, and they can't help themselves when they smell it."
The black rat spirit replied timidly.
"Well, from this day onwards, you can take the wine as you like."
Mo Wen suddenly felt an inexplicable tingling pain in his heart.
"Thank you for the grace of the real person not to kill, the slave and the maid should faithfully follow the real person, and fight before and after the saddle and make meritorious contributions."
The black rat spirit fell to his knees and kowtowed in thanks.
"I don't need you to charge into battle, you hand over Neidan and return to the rear to be pampered, and when the war is over, follow me to Wulongling to serve."
Mo Wen Zhengse said, everything in the world is divided into yin and yang, and mushrooms are no exception, and there must be another plant in this thing.
Taking a step back, even if this thing is not divided into male and female, it should also follow the number of heavenly qi, Cao Cao was buried before the two Jiazi, and the mushroom grass before the first Jiazi was eaten by the black rats, and this time there was another Jiazi, presumably there will be another one.
The black rat spirit was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then nodded helplessly, it was not easy to save his life, how could he get an inch.
"Real person, at the beginning of this person's career, he set up a gold soldier to dig graves and dig graves, stealing gold and silver to fill military salaries, this person is well-informed, and has been ill for a long time.
Mo Wen nodded when he heard this, "This matter is not in a hurry, and we should do it after driving away the Yan Kingdom":