The three of us walked and chatted as we returned to the urban area of Shanhaiguan.
It's still early now, just in the afternoon, still some distance from midnight in the evening.
We happened to have nothing to do at this time, so we might as well go shopping and relax from the tension of the three of us who had been searching for clues and experiencing danger for the past two days.
In 1381, the 14th year of Hongwu's reign in the Ming Dynasty, General Xu Da was ordered to build the Great Wall here and build the Guancheng Pass here.
Because it is located between the mountains and the sea, it is named Shanhaiguan Pass.
Shanhaiguan is square in plan, with gates on all sides.
The east, west, south and north are called "Zhendong Gate", "Yingen Gate", "Wangyang Gate" and "Weiyuan Gate" respectively.
The Shanhaiguan City Wall is fourteen meters high, seven meters thick, and about four kilometers in circumference.
The exterior is wrapped with green bricks and the interior is filled with rammed earth.
A moat eight meters deep and seventeen meters wide was dug outside the wall to surround the east, south and north sides, and suspension bridges were erected.
There is a bell and drum tower built in the center of the city.
Shanhaiguan's Ming Dynasty city wall buildings are basically intact.
It is an ancient cultural city with most of its main streets and alleys retaining their historical original appearance.
In fact, the first pass in the world does not just refer to one pass.
It includes Shanhaiguan City, Dongluo City, and the "No. 1 Pass in the World" towers, Muying Tower, Jingbian Tower, Linlu Tower, etc.
The tallest gate tower in the world, towering above the Great Wall, overlooking the surrounding countryside.
Climbing to the second floor of the city tower, you can overlook the entire Shanhaiguan City and the wilderness outside the pass.
You can see the sea to the south and the Great Wall to the north.
Therefore, the ancients said that "the two capitals are the key to each other and are the first pass of the Great Wall."
Fatty, Shiry Yang and I strolled all the way and came to the bottom of the east gate.
We looked up and saw five powerful characters "The First Pass in the World" in the center of our heads reflected in front of our eyes.
These five characters were written with such brilliance that the three of us couldn't help but applaud.
"Lao Hu, look at how damn beautiful the writing is.
Hook when you need to hook, turn when you need to turn.
It's so beautifully written.
Although it's still a little bit worse than Fatty's, it's already done.
It’s very beautiful, but who wrote such beautiful calligraphy?”
"Little Fatty, you don't know this.
There is a story about the origin of these words.
Listen to me tell you.
In other words, more than five hundred years ago, Emperor Chenghua of the Ming Dynasty had a whim and personally issued an edict to A large plaque titled The First Pass in the World was hung on the Shanhaiguan Gate.
At that time, a chief of the Ministry of War guarded Shanhaiguan.
Little Fatty, do you know what the position of the chief of the Ministry of War was?"
"Old Hu, correct your attitude.
Stop talking and get straight to the point.
I'll be waiting for you, Fatty."
"After receiving the imperial edict, the head of the Ministry of War did not dare to neglect.
He immediately sent people to climb up the archery tower and measured the dimensions.
It was about eight feet long and five feet wide.
Then he asked a carpenter to make a huge plaque.
The plaque was made Okay, but the most important thing is to find someone to write about.
There are a lot of calligraphy masters in the Ming Dynasty.
The director of the Ministry of War thought about it for a day and a night, and finally remembered one person.
This person's surname was Xiao Mingxian.
He was born in the second rank of Jinshi, and his calligraphy was vigorous and powerful.
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Smart, very It was in line with the chief's idea.
It just so happened that Xiao Xian resigned from his job and returned home to Shanhaiguan for leisure.
The head of the Ministry of War visited Xiao's house in person the next morning and explained his purpose. , After thinking about it for a long time, he nodded in agreement.
However, Xiao Xian said that writing such words cannot be rushed or rushed.
It can only be done in one go when the time is right.
The head of the Ministry of War had no choice but to agree.
But more than twenty days passed in a blink of an eye, and there was still no news.
The head of the Ministry of War had no choice but to prepare a few things for his subordinates to send over, in order to urge Xiao Xian that it would be time to report back.
Said: Mr.
Xiao practices Qigong in the side courtyard from dawn to dusk every day, as if he is juggling a long pole.
The director of the Ministry of War does not understand what writing has to do with juggling a pole.
He has been waiting for so many days.
It's been a few days.
In the blink of an eye, another ten days and a half have passed, and there is still no reply.
The head of the Ministry of War is really impatient.
He used to be a bad-tempered soldier all his life, but when he came to ask for help, he didn't respond.
As a last resort, he asked his servants to prepare some good pens, inks, paper and inkstones and send them over.
Soon, the servants came back and reported: The old man was reciting poetry.
There was a bright moonlight in front of the bed.
It was suspected to be frost on the ground.
The chief asked : After seeing the gift, he said he would wait for another month.
There was finally a deadline, so just wait.
The next day, the director of the Ministry of War received an urgent letter from the central government, saying that it was the new Ji.
The Governor of the Liao Dynasty came to Shanhaiguan on behalf of the emperor to inspect the hanging of the plaque.
He was expected to arrive within three days, but the head of the Ministry of War was so anxious that he immediately had someone carry the huge plaque and a jar of ink.
Go to Xiao's house .
He arrived at Xiao's house in a hurry and had no time to say anything, so he told him the whole story.
Mr.
Xiao was not a human being, so he took action immediately.
He picked up his pen and walked to the giant plaque while looking at it.
As he walked, he laughed and nodded.
Then he suddenly stopped, held his breath and concentrated, and his writing was like a flying swallow, and his writing was like a falling stone from a mountain, steady and accurate.
Quick, yes The head of the Ministry of War was also very surprised and quickly thanked him.
Mr.
Xiao said: I wanted to read ancient poems first and cultivate my temperament for a month. , It’s a pity that the time is too short.
This is good, already very good.
In order to express his gratitude, the director of the Ministry of War had a banquet with Xiao Xian at the Yuexinzhai Restaurant under the Jianlou. several rounds , the guests and hosts leaned on the railing and looked up.
Only then did Mr.
Xiao realize that the word "下" on the giant plaque on the city tower was a little missing.
At this time, it was too late to go back to the mansion to get a pen and go up to the tower to write it down.
However, a servant reported that Governor Ji Liao had crossed the Shihe River.
What should I do?
Mr.
Xiao The gentleman was indeed very smart, and he immediately ordered the boy to study the ink.
He then grabbed a piece of tablecloth from the waiter's hand, balled it up in his hand, soaked it with ink, and threw it with all his strength towards the huge plaque on the archery tower.
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There was just a snap sound, and the ink cloth fell exactly on the lower right corner of the word "下", making up for that point. " "Haha, I didn't expect that a small plaque could have so many stories.
This Shanhaiguan is really an ancient city in the true sense."
"Actually, there is a more interesting story about Shanhaiguan.
Do you want to hear it?"
I said.
"Of course I want to hear it.
Lao Hu, when did this happen?
Why do you still have anything to do with us?"
said the fat man.
"Lao Hu just likes to titillate people, it's true."
Shiry Yang also scolded.
"Okay, okay, since you all want to hear it so much, let me continue."
In this way, I finished talking about the history of the event.
"Today, we stand in front of the ancient city of Shanhaiguan, thinking about the past, how much we should think about, and how much we should sigh."
A story about Shanhaiguan made Shiry Yang and Fatty feel a little heavy.
Shiryyang Yang may be thinking about Wu Sangui's rage for beauty.
Fatty may be thinking about how many warriors shed so much blood here, how many families were broken up and their wives were separated.
The ancient city is always full of people.
There are many stories.
When I saw that they were obviously not in a high mood, I quickly suggested: "Come on, come on, since we are all here, let's go shopping quickly.
I know there is a very famous market next to this city tower called Chaihuo Market.
What is it?
They sell all kinds of delicious and fun things, let’s go shopping there.”
As soon as the fat man heard me saying that there was something delicious, he immediately became energetic and nodded in agreement.
The three of us went all the way to Chaihuo City to see if there was anything interesting and delicious.
There are a lot of people in this market.
There are sellers of fruits, local snacks from Shanhaiguan, and many other random things.
Of course, when the fat man came to this place, his first reaction was to eat.
He bought a lot of snacks and held them in his hands, eating them while walking, like a gluttonous child.
But Shiry Yang and I didn't have as good an appetite as him, so we just went to the Chaihuo Market for a stroll and didn't want to buy anything.
While walking around, we suddenly saw a lot of people gathered in front of us.
We went over to join in the fun.
When we got closer, we saw that it was a middle-aged man who had placed a big piece of cloth on the ground and was selling antiques.
The seller shouted: "Come on, come on, don't miss it as you pass by, take a look.
These are all old antiques that I have collected.
They are very valuable for collection.
Now my family is in urgent need of money, so they are all sold at a cheap price."
They’re all on sale at bargain prices.
Come and take a look.”
Maybe it was a matter of professional ethics.
As soon as Fatty and I heard the word "antique", our eyes immediately lit up and we couldn't move our feet even half a step.
We pushed through the crowd of onlookers and squeezed to the front.
It happened that an old man was playing with a clay pot on his stall.
The old man asked: "What age is this clay pot of yours?
It looks good."
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"New" The man replied: "Uncle, this is a problem with your eyesight.
Is this pottery pot new?
It's not new at all.
Look at the pattern, look at the quality of the soil, and look at the inscription on the bottom of the pot.
This typical A clay pot from the Song Dynasty.
If this pot is brought to a big city.
Go sell it, then this jar can be sold for tens of thousands of yuan.
My family needs money urgently, so I sell it at a low price.
If you think it is ok, take it away.
If you think it is not ok, just take it.
Leave it until someone who really knows the goods comes."
The old man was probably defeated by the stall owner, and he lost his temper and said: "Why don't I know the goods?
I have long seen that the pattern on this is from the Song Dynasty, and there is also the inscription on the back of the jar.
I You can tell, I want this can, and I’ll get you the money right now,” the old man said while taking his wallet out of his pocket.
The fat man and I were watching it with our eyes and feeling anxious in our hearts, because anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that this clay pot is a product of modern times.
The patterns and inscriptions mentioned by the stall owner were all added later.
Such deceptive tricks are common in Panjiayuan in Beijing.
Seeing that this old man was about to pay for it, he didn't look like a rich man in his dress.
Three hundred yuan was definitely not a small amount for him.
What if this black-hearted stall owner deceived him in vain?
Isn't it a pity.
In my haste, I stepped forward and said: "This stall owner, I am a tourist from Beijing.
I just saw you selling this clay pot.
This clay pot is a good thing.
So, let's do it.
I just saw it."
I heard this man offering three hundred yuan, so I’ll give you three thousand, and you can sell it to me.”
The crowd of "Three Thousand" exploded with a roar.
The fat man hurriedly came to my ear and said to me: "Old Hu, are you crazy?
This is a fucking fake jar.
It's not even worth ten yuan.
You actually paid three thousand yuan for your head?"
It’s not broken” I turned around and smiled at the fat man, and said quietly: "Don't worry, you can see how I deal with him."
When the fat man heard what I said, he immediately felt relieved.
At this time, the crowd began to surge, because in a small city like Shanhaiguan, three thousand yuan is equivalent to the income of ordinary people in ten or even twenty years.
It is really these kinds of things to spend such a large amount of money to buy a broken jar.
It was the first time in their lives to see this, so they all wanted to squeeze in to see who would spend 3,000 yuan to be the big one.
The crowd was squeezing around, and Shirey Yang, Fatty, and I were also pushed around.
Suddenly, without paying attention, Shirey Yang's backpack was squeezed off by someone.
The backpack fell to the ground with a bang, and the words written by Taoist Priest Li Yeying rolled out.
When I saw such a precious thing fell to the ground, I hurriedly knelt down to pick it up and put it back into Shirey Yang's backpack.
At this time, I heard the stall owner next to me shouting: "Don't be so crowded.
If anyone is squeezed, it will be broken."
If you steal my antiques, I will make him pay ten for each one.
If anyone squeezes out my friend from Beijing, I will make him unable to eat and carry around."
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When people heard this, they suddenly became quiet.
When the stall owner saw that the crowd was no longer commotion, he quickly said to me with a smile on his face: "This guy looks young, but he is really a knowledgeable person.
This guy from the Song Dynasty The clay pots are priceless.
Let alone 3,000 yuan to buy them.
You only paid 30,000 yuan to buy them.
When you return to the big city of Beijing, I guarantee you that there will be people asking for 100,000 yuan."
I pretended to agree with him and said to him: "I paid 3,000 yuan for this clay pot, which is really a bargain.
You stall owner is really kind-hearted and sells it at a loss.
There are really kind-hearted people in this world."
When the old man next to me who offered three hundred yuan just heard this, he became even more fascinated and shouted to the stall owner: "You just sold me three hundred yuan, how can you not be trustworthy when doing business?"
You have to sell it to me” The stall owner didn't even look at the old man this time, and said: "You old fool, go wherever you want.
Who the hell just said that I would sell to you?
Did you sign the contract with me or did you give it to me?"
I paid a deposit, but I don’t have anything.
You still try to convince me of your credibility here.
If you make any more trouble from here, I’ll break your legs.”
When the old man heard that he was scolded, he immediately became angry and was about to argue with the stall owner.
At this time, the fat man suddenly came up, pulled the old man aside, and whispered a few words to the old man.
The old man's eyes were still confused at first.
When he looked at the clay pot in the stall owner's hand, he suddenly felt enlightened.
The fat man must have told him about the fake workmanship of this pottery pot.
This kind of thing with no technical content at all can deceive laymen and elderly people like this.
After the old man understood this, he cursed at the stall owner: "You bastard, you will not die well."
After saying that, he left bitterly.
Although the stall owner was extremely angry after hearing this, the most important thing on his mind right now was probably how to defraud me of the three thousand yuan, so he was not as knowledgeable as the old man and hurriedly turned to his face again.
He smiled and said to me: "Young man, look, no one is trying to snatch this pot from you.
I think we can just pay and deliver it, and you and I will have fun."
Seeing the flattering look on his face, I felt extremely disgusted and said, "Actually, boss, I like all the things on your antique stall, I want them all."
As soon as the boss heard this, he almost knelt down, his eyes were all glowing green, and he was trembling with excitement and said: "This, this, this young man, you, you, really You know what I am doing, what kind of luck do you think I am that I meet someone as knowledgeable as you today?
If you take all of this, I will give you a great, great, great discount."
The stall owner was so excited that he couldn't speak.
"Okay, you said, give me a discount, then I'll take it all."
When the stall owner heard what I said, his legs and feet were unsteady.
He almost stumbled and knelt on the ground and said: "Okay, great discounts, great discounts."
"Okay, but I have a request.
If I buy so many antiques, my friends and I can't take them back.
In this way, if I pay, every friend present can get a share.
Come first.
First you have to get it quickly, I will pay you for the antiques," I said.
When everyone heard it, it was not bad, and a commotion suddenly broke out in the crowd.
People could no longer hold back, and all of them, men, women, old and young, tall, small, fat or thin, all rushed towards the stalls and scrambled frantically.
The whole stall was in a mess.
The stall owner didn't expect that I could pull off such a move.
He was dumbfounded and froze there not knowing what to do.
I took advantage of the crowd's madness and quickly and secretly pulled the fat man out of the crowd.
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"Hahahaha, Lao Hu, I really belong to you.
This stall owner is probably going to be out of business for a long time, hahaha."
Both Fatty and Shiry Yang said.
"Who told this shady stall owner not to do good things but to earn such shady money?
If I don't teach him a lesson, he won't know how to stop.
He even deceived the old man.
Is he still a human being?"
I said.
"It's true, God is watching what people do, and such people will eventually have their retribution."
It was getting late at this time, and the three of us walked back while talking.
"I discovered a very serious problem.
No matter where the people are, no matter what cultural habits they have or how different languages they speak, they all have one thing in common, that is, they love to join in the fun.
Hahaha.
"shirey Yang said.
"It's true.
The people who were watching today didn't squeeze me to death.
They also squeezed your backpack, and the words of Taoist Ye Ying rolled out.
Fortunately, we discovered it in time, otherwise we would have spent a lot of hard work.
If the words I found so hard were to be lost like this, I would dig a hole and bury myself without even being relieved," I said.
"Yes, yes, if this calligraphy is lost, then..."
Suddenly Shirey Yang stopped, took off her backpack, and quickly touched it with her hands.
We didn't know what she was touching.
"It's bad that Taoist priest Ye Ying's words are gone," Shiry Yang shouted loudly.
"What?"
Fatty and I were shocked, "How come the words are gone?
I clearly remembered to pick them up and put them in your backpack."
"I don't know.
It's obviously in the backpack.
How come it's gone?
It's so strange."
Shiry Yang was so anxious that she almost cried.
Yes, I clearly remember that I personally put this text in Shirey Yang's backpack, then picked up the backpack from the ground and handed it to her to carry on her shoulders.
Could it be that it was squeezed out by the crowd in the end?
When I thought of this, I quickly dragged Fatty and Shiry Yang to the place where the street stall was previously set up.
As we were running, we suddenly heard someone calling us from behind: "Young man, young man, wait a minute."
I turned around to see who it was, and it turned out to be the old man who was almost cheated just now.
"Old man, what's the matter with you?
If you want to thank me, no need.
We didn't do this just because of you.
It was mainly because we couldn't stand this stall owner making dirty money, so we gave it to him.
He taught you a lesson, so you don’t have to thank us, and we have very important things to do now,” I said urgently, feeling very anxious about the calligraphy.
"Young man, I'm here to thank you, but not just to thank you."
The old man said.
"How do you say this?"
I was surprised.
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"Did you lose anything?"
the old man asked.
When the three of us heard this, we were all shocked and hurriedly asked: "Yes, yes, old man, did you see something?"
"Yes, after I left just now, the more I thought about it, the more upset I became, so I came back to expose the stall owner's false face in person, but I saw a group of people grabbing the stall owner's things.
I thought...
I'm glad that someone finally taught him a lesson.
But as I looked around, I saw someone in the crowd.
I reached into your lady's backpack, seemed to take out something, and then walked away.
I wanted to go up to tell you, but there were too many people and it was too noisy.
I couldn't get close to you at all. , after the crowd dispersed, I found that you had already disappeared, so I searched for you all the way. " "Old man, we have indeed lost something, and this thing is very important to us.
We must find it back.
Can you tell who stole our thing?"
"I saw it.
This person is none other than Shanhaiguan's famous rogue Wang Er.
This rogue is idle and likes to take advantage of others.
He does things like gambling, drinking, and stealing.
His family lives in In the small alley at the east gate of this city tower, you should go to his house to find him now.
He just stole your things and must go home and hide them first," the old man said.
"Okay, you have really helped us a lot.
We are in a hurry.
When we get our things back, we will thank you very much," I said.
"It's okay, it's okay.
You have helped me so much and I haven't said anything yet.
This small favor is nothing.
You go quickly and don't let Wang Er take your things elsewhere."
"Okay, let's go now and say goodbye" We said goodbye to the old man and ran quickly to Wang Er's house.
It was not difficult to find Wang Er's house.
After a while, we arrived at the door of his house.
The door was closed tightly.
We couldn't do anything forcefully, for fear of disturbing the situation, so We can only seduce him to open the door for us.
I asked the fat man to stand at the door and call Wang Er's name.
I called him a few times, and Wang Er answered from inside the room: "Who is it?"
The fat man replied: "Wang Er, it's me.
I'm the waiter in the hotel next door.
Today is the first anniversary of our hotel.
The shopkeeper asked me to bring a pot of good wine to Er Ye."
As soon as Wang Er heard that there was such a good thing, he quickly came over and opened the door: "I guess your shopkeeper is wise, the second master is not very good."
The fat man landed a powerful and heavy punch on Wang Er's face.
"Let you idiot steal things, let you idiot steal things," the fat man cursed as his fists fell like raindrops.
"Grandpa, please be merciful, I don't dare to do that anymore," Wang Er begged for mercy.
"Tell me, where did you steal grandpa's writing?"
the fat man asked while typing.
"It's on the kang in my house.
It's been well kept by grandpa.
Just go and get it."
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Wang Er replied.
Shiry Yang quickly entered the inner room, found the calligraphy, looked at it carefully, and found that it was indeed not damaged.
He nodded to us, and our hearts that had been hanging around were immediately relieved.
"If you fucking steal anything again, Fatty, I will beat you to death today."
The fat man beat you hard again.
With this combination of punches, this Wang Er was about to die.
Shiry Yang and I quickly stopped the fat man, took the calligraphy and painting and headed back home.
The fight was over, the anger was gone, and the calligraphy was returned.
The three of us were extremely happy.
We went to a restaurant to have a good meal together, and then returned to the hotel to rest for a while, waiting to read this calligraphy in the evening.
There are clues inside.
If we follow Li Da's meaning, then at midnight, the clues we want will appear in this picture.
The wait is always long, and finally at midnight, Shirey Yang, Fatty, and I took the calligraphy to the courtyard of the hotel, moved a table, spread the calligraphy flat on the table, and waited for its change.
About ten minutes later, under the illumination of the moonlight, something strange happened.
All the previously written words on the painting disappeared, and a large shining word flashed out where Li Yeying's inscription was.
This word is "hole" Character Is the word "miraculous" the clue we are looking for this time?
Then combine the previous clues, the word "Xuan" found in Xichen Temple, the word "Yang" found in Laolongtou, and the word "Dong" found this time. ", then if these three words are connected together, wouldn't it be "Xuanyang Cave":