"Wang Jian is recorded in history as a man with 'protruding eyebrows and wide forehead, a dragon's eye and a tiger's gaze, a clever fist and a brave man, and he comes from the upper class'."

"But when he was young, he was a scoundrel. It is said that his ancestors have been making cakes for generations."

Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "But it's the same as my old Zhou family. In the words of my aunt, this is called 'trading food'."

The godfather smiled and said, "It's pretty much the same, but in Wang Jian's generation, the family fortunes were in decline. After Wang Jian's father died, Wang Jian found a random place and dug several feet of ground to prepare for burial. As a result, a strange thing happened.

"

"What's weird?"

"This coffin can't fall down no matter what. It will jump out automatically after falling."

"Then what?"

"Wang Jian is also a fool, and he doesn't feel scared at all. At night, he dreamed that a god came out and said to him: 'This is the feng shui treasure land of the emperor. You are just a commoner, how can you be allowed to be buried here!'"

"Ouch, it's even worse now!" Zhou Zhi said with a smile, "How could the story be done differently!"

The godfather smiled and said: "Yes, the story says that after Wang Jian woke up, he ignored it and continued to bury it again and again. This was repeated several times, and finally the burial was completed."

Zhou Zhi couldn't stop laughing: "Even gods are afraid of gangsters!"

The godfather smiled and said: "I guess Wang Jian was idle and did not learn the family crafts. After his father's death, he started killing cattle, stealing donkeys, and selling private salt. Because he was the eighth, he was hated by the villagers and called him a thief.

Bastard'."

"Well, I feel like I copied Liu Bang's jokes in "Historical Records", but it went too far." Zhou Zhi still didn't trust the ancient literati who wrote such legendary stories at all.

"Elbow, don't make trouble!" Chi Xueli listened with great interest: "Uncle Master, continue."

"There was no room in his hometown, so Wang Jian had no choice but to go out and wander around. He met a man named Jin Hui in Xuchang, who was also a gangster, so the two got together to become thieves. As a result, they were wanted by the government."

"The two fled here and there, and finally hid in an ancient tomb in Wuyang. At that time, a wealthy family in Yingchuan was holding an unobstructed Buddhist meeting. At night, the two heard a voice outside shouting into the tomb: '

Aren't you going to the Yingchuan Conference?'"

"Wang Jian and the two thought they had been discovered, but they heard someone in the tomb respond: 'The King of Shu is blocking the door here, we can't get out!'"

Zhou Zhi saw that Jiang Shuyi's face was a little pale and she raised her right hand, probably to hold his hand, but she put it down when she felt something was wrong.

He couldn't help but laugh and said: "This story would have been incredible if I had just told it in the tomb..."

Then Chi Xueli hit him with his elbow.

The godfather continued: "Wang Jian and Jin Hui couldn't help but look at each other. They didn't know who was talking, and they didn't know who the King of Shu was. But both of them were bold people. Jin Hui thought about it and said to Wang Jian: 'Bago is very far-sighted.

I can't catch up!" Although Wang Jian said he was humble, he was secretly happy in his heart."

"After a long time, the participating ghosts returned to the tomb and said to the other ghosts in the tomb: 'I know that guests are coming today. Now divide the meal into three parts, two parts for the king and one part for the duke." Afterwards, Wang Jian and Jin

Two portions of rice appeared in front of Hui."

"Did they really eat it?" Jiang Shuyi looked at the tomb behind her and felt a little uneasy.

Zhou Zhi pointed to the "not yet open" notice posted on the door of the tomb and said to Jiang Shuyi: "Don't be afraid Shuyi, it's a dictatorship now, and the most powerful thing is the red official seal!"

"You know how to talk nonsense." Jiang Shuyi refuted Zhou Zhi, but she didn't seem so scared anymore.

The godfather continued: "The two of them were so bold that they actually ate it. Although they were all equally delicious, Wang Jian's rice tasted even more strange. So Jin Hui said to Wang Jian: 'This is royal rice!' The two of them smiled knowingly.

"

"Later, Wang Jian was caught after all, and he bribed the jailer before he was secretly let go. After that, he hid in Wudang Mountain. A monk from Wudang Mountain named Chu Hong met Wang Jian and said in surprise: 'Young man, your bone skills are very noble, why not

What if you want to join the army and make a radical change in yourself and change your life?'"

"Wang Jian then went to Huaiyang District, Henan to join the Zhongwu Army. Du Shenquan, the military governor of Jiedu, promoted him to the rank of Lieutenant Colonel. Later, he served Wang Xianzhi with meritorious service and became one of the famous 'Eight Zhongwu Capitals'."

"In the end, after many encounters and battles, he became the emperor of Shu."

"What about Jin Hui?"

"Jin Hui also joined the army with Wang Jian and became a general in one of the 'Eight Capitals of Zhongwu'. He was always loyal to Wang Jian and participated in Wang Jian's war to capture the Eastern and Western Sichuan. In the end, he assisted Wang Jian in establishing Qian Shu.

They became sons and daughters, and later Wang Jian's son ascended the throne, and he became the head of the state. He finally lived to be seventy-nine years old, and after his death, he became the grand master."

After telling the story, my godfather laughed: "So Xue Li, you just said that Wang Jian doesn't look like a king and is not brave enough, but you are wrong. He is not as good as the ghosts of Yingchuan and not as good as the Taoist priests of Wudang Mountain."

"I think these stories may have been fabricated by the Grand Master Jin." Zhou Zhi said with a bad smile: "While leading the Shinhwa, he also boasted about himself, reiterated that he and the leader started from humble beginnings and shared joys and sorrows, and also emphasized that he

The inevitability and naturalness of loyalty, as well as the absolute absence of the possibility of rebellion, are truly brilliant."

"You are... what is this called? This is called a conspiracy theory! You imagine that everyone has ulterior motives!"

"Daddy, you are on the same page again. I didn't imagine everyone to be ulterior. I just imagined all the historical figures who could be included in the history books to be ulterior. Is this wrong?"

"you……"

"Hahaha, I found that Dawen's word sharpness is much faster than Zhengping's." Gu Youwen said with a smile: "He is also an art director, so we have an extra talent..."

Now even the godfather couldn't stand it anymore: "Master, your partiality is too obvious..."

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when we returned to Shu University. Zhou Zhi gained a lot from this trip, especially the clothing, entertainment, ladies' dressing, and types of musical instruments in the upper class of the five generations. It was an eye-opener.

For example, he didn't know before that the music of the Western Regions had been introduced to the court of the former Shu during the Five Dynasties period. In this way, Meng Chang's Crystal Palace of the later Shu could be imagined in a bolder way.

These may be beneficial to some chapter in novel writing.

In addition, there is a rubbing of Wang Jian's mourning book. The large characters on the Wei stele are mostly in regular script. The calligraphy of the Wei stele on the mourning book is comparable to the calligraphy of the famous "Mu Liang's Epitaph" in the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, and is handsome and straight.

The most important thing is that the stele is very well preserved, so the quality of the rubbings is quite high, and it is impossible to buy it outside. My fourth cousin will definitely be satisfied with this gift.

When I got home, I found that Gu Kailai had returned, peeling grapefruits and carefully reading Zhou Zhi's Pickaxe.

What makes Zhou Zhi happy is that what Gu Kailai read was not the revised version of "Exegesis of Jiachuan Dialects", but the first volume of "Interesting Talks of Sichuan Flavors".

Seeing Gu Youwen and Gu Zhenduo's group returning, Gu Kailai stood up quickly: "Grandfather, father."

Today, Gu Youwen had to walk a little too much. After all, he was already close to ninety. He sat down when he got home and said, "Zuye, please don't delay the balance of the manuscript fee for me."

"The finance department hasn't started work yet," Gu Kailai said with a smile.

Seeing Gu Youwen frowning, Gu Kailai smiled and said: "I wanted to make a joke with Jiuzi, but it turned out that Jiuzi didn't worry, and my grandfather became anxious first."
Chapter completed!