Pig Killer

Chapter 311

"Would you like me to see the imperial mausoleum that my father and brothers built?" The big tiger looked at him with stars in his eyes and said, "I heard it's very big."

"We'll be able to see it once we get into the capital." Huang Zhongchang smiled and said, "It's really a mountain, so majestic."

"Mountain? A pile of earth?" The big tiger asked, looking at him with curious eyes.

"It's not a pile of earth, it's a hollowed-out mountain." Huang Zhongchang stared at them with his eyes as big as copper bells and said in amazement.

"Hey! There must be a lot of good things buried with the emperor in this mausoleum!" Shen Hui'e asked, looking at him with her black pupils.

"Of course! All the rare treasures collected from all over the world were buried with him." Huang Zhongchang looked like a money-grubber.

"After the vassal states were destroyed, all the treasures in their palaces were looted." Zhang Jixian, who was sitting on the shaft of the carriage, turned around and couldn't help but speak.

Huang Zhongchang opened the car door and a warm spring breeze blew in. "This is much more comfortable."

"Father and Uncle Zhang saw it!" The big tiger said as he looked at them with eyes like black glass.

"How can we see it?" Huang Zhongchang looked at him with amusement and said, "We are not qualified."

"You can't enter the imperial mausoleum either!" said the big tiger with big eyes full of disappointment.

"This kid, the tomb door is sealed from the inside, it's not easy to open it." Huang Zhongchang shook his head and laughed, "There are many anti-theft devices in the tomb. Don't think about the treasures inside. We can't get in."

"I didn't say I wanted to go in, I was just curious." The big tiger looked at him and said with a smile.

"When the imperial mausoleum was being built, people thought of all kinds of traps, poisons and other things, there are so many tricks!" Huang Zhongchang looked at him with deep eyes and said, "And the imperial mausoleum is now heavily guarded, ordinary people can't get in."

"No one steals now, but when the dynasty declines, no one will dare to talk about it." Shen Hui'e looked at him with her deep and penetrating eyes and said.

"Uh..." Huang Zhongchang opened and closed his mouth when he heard that, and finally said, "It's hard to say, it's really too tempting."

"The rare treasures in the imperial mausoleum can attract ambitious people!" Shen Hui'e said as she looked at them with her deep black eyes shining with a faint light, and said with her red lips slightly parted, "The army that invaded the palace."

"Too many people won't work! Unless you can move the mountain like Yugong." Zhang Jixian chuckled and shook his head, then he put away the smile on his face and said to them, "Robbery and digging graves will damage one's virtue and bring disaster to future generations. Generally, we won't do it unless it's absolutely necessary."

"Madam doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but everyone else does." Huang Zhongchang looked at her gently and said, "Why, Madam is interested in the rare treasures in the imperial mausoleum."

"I'm interested." Shen Hui'e looked at his wide eyes with her inky black eyes and smiled, "But you didn't say you wanted to dig them out!" She smiled and said, "Those things are beautiful, but in a year of famine, they can't even be exchanged for a grain of food."

"Yeah!" Hearing this, the big tiger looked at them with his black eyes and said, "It's just a decoration, it looks good. It's not something you can eat or drink, but just looking at it can make you full!"

"Haha..." Zhang Jixian looked at them in astonishment and laughed, "It's really the child raised by the Madam, his belly is bigger than the sky."

"It's not a pleasant feeling to be hungry." said the big tiger, holding his stomach.

"To be honest, some people have no taboos and are not afraid of ghosts and gods. For the sake of military pay, what does the emperor's mausoleum mean? They dare to rebel, so robbing graves is a piece of cake." Shen Hui'e looked at them with deep and bottomless eyes and said, "He himself is an evil ghost."

"Then the emperor's mausoleum will not be at peace even after his death!" Huang Zhongchang couldn't help but exclaimed.

"With unworthy descendants around, there's no peace at all. They're so angry that even the coffin can't hold them down." Shen Hui'e snorted and said, "Can this second emperor bring peace to the late emperor?"

"That's definitely not possible. I really want to beat up this unfilial son." Huang Zhongchang said without thinking, "I will die with my eyes wide open! Haha..."

"Don't laugh. Is there a mechanism in this mausoleum?" Zhang Jixian said immediately after hearing this.

"There are scapegoats. For example, this rain of arrows, it's not like he can't shoot them all. Or he can throw some straw men, and he won't be afraid of being shot into hedgehogs." Shen Hui'e looked at them with cold eyes and said, "For example, this poisonous fog, it will be fine if it disperses."

"Ah..." Huang Zhongchang looked at her in amazement when he heard that.

"It will be blown away by the wind." Shen Hui'e waved her hand and said to them.

"This..." Zhang Jixian was speechless, "Then this imperial mausoleum really can't stop those who are greedy for money. In the last years of the dynasty, the living can't even protect themselves, let alone the dead."

"That's right?" Shen Hui'e looked at them with clear eyes.

"What should we do? The imperial mausoleum is destined to be coveted by those who are greedy for money." Huang Zhongchang looked at her with dark eyes and said.

"There is no solution!" Shen Hui'e pointed to the azure sky and said, "Unless God helps!"

"What do you mean?" Huang Zhongchang looked at her with his eyes wide open.

"If you dare to touch any grass or tree in the imperial mausoleum, you will be struck by lightning." Shen Hui'e said mysteriously, "God will strike you with lightning! No one dares to do it, and the more it spreads, the more outrageous it becomes."

"How is this possible?" Zhang Jixian looked at her in astonishment.

"Only something extremely mysterious can scare those who are blinded by greed." Shen Hui'e looked at them with her deep and clear eyes and said, "There is no other way."

"Mother, why don't you put less gold, silver and jewelry?" The big tiger looked at her with innocent eyes and said.

"It's better to have a simple burial instead of a lavish one." Zhang Jixian looked at her with his dark eyes and said.

"How can an emperor be buried in such a simple way? Even if it is simple, it is still rich for ordinary people." Shen Hui'e looked at them with her dark pupils and said, "Even the food, clothing and daily necessities during his lifetime are worth a thousand gold coins." She said with a smile, "Son, what you mean by a simple burial is just rolling up a straw mat and throwing it into a mass grave." She smiled and said, "The landlords and rich people in the countryside have buried a lot of things with him! If there are fewer people buried with him, they will be criticized by outsiders, not to mention that this is the emperor!"

"It's better to be filial while alive than to have a grand funeral after death. That's just for show to others." Huang Zhongchang said to them with a gentle gaze.

"It's hard to change people's customs." Shen Hui'e looked at them calmly and said, "You see them everywhere. If they want to point fingers at you, what can you do?"

"That's really hard to deal with." Huang Zhongchang scratched his head and said, "People die for money and birds die for food. It seems that there is no way to stop it. It's too tempting."

"Yes! But what?" Shen Hui'e looked at them with eyes as bright as stars and said, "This one is loved by the people, so this mausoleum will always be safe. If someone robs the tomb, the people will spontaneously protect it and drive away the tomb robbers." She looked at him with eyes as gentle as jade and said, "Don't underestimate the power of the common people."

Zhang Jixian's eyes lit up when he heard this, but he said with some doubt, "Is it possible?"

"I don't know." Shen Hui'e said bluntly, "I can only say that if you do good things, you will be rewarded!"

"Love still depends on people's support." Zhang Jixian said with a smile.

"How about that? A person who brings disaster to the country and the people can be stepped on twice." Shen Hui'e pointed to her heart and said, "The people have a scale in their hearts. Even if they don't say it, they know it in their hearts!"

"Maybe! We haven't seen it." Zhang Jixian said conservatively.

"I'm not curious about the gold, silver and jewelry. I'm curious if there are any burial scrolls in there?" Shen Hui'e asked them with pure eyes.

"The burial objects in this tomb are all what the emperor used during his lifetime." Huang Zhongchang looked at her with his bright black eyes and said, "Everything from food to clothing is exquisite. Anyway, what can I say? What he enjoyed during his lifetime, he will continue to enjoy after his death." His deep eyes blinked and he said, "The scrolls you mentioned should be found in the world, there's nothing special about them!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Hui'e stroked her forehead and smiled awkwardly.

"What are you laughing at?" Huang Zhongchang looked at her with confusion in his eyes and asked.

"I wanted to say that those scrolls were burned in the war, what a pity!" Shen Hui'e looked at them with deep and penetrating eyes and said, "During the war, the scrolls were the first to be discarded."

"Of course. They are so heavy. Who would be willing to carry them? They really can't be exchanged for a grain of food." Huang Zhongchang said very honestly, "They are not even as good as gold and silver."

"Nonsense!" Shen Hui'e looked at him angrily and said, "Books can contain a thousand bushels of grain and a golden house. They are more useful than gold and silver."

"You are contradicting yourself." Huang Zhongchang looked at her with his dark eyes and said, "You are devaluing scholars."

"Books are good, but the key lies in the readers." Shen Hui'e looked at him with her bright eyes and said, "Gold and silver flowers are gone, but books inherit history and culture, and are passed down from generation to generation. The orderly and sustainable inheritance of civilization requires words and classics as carriers. No matter how good your memory is, you can't remember everything."

"Yeah!" Zhang Jixian nodded in agreement, "We can do without the aroma of meat, but we can do without the aroma of ink!"

"That scroll is too heavy." Huang Zhongchang said with disdain, "It hurts to use the cloth."

"Hehe..." Shen Hui'e chuckled and shook her head when she heard that.

"Don't laugh, I'm serious, it's too heavy." Huang Zhongchang took out a bamboo slip from behind and weighed it, "Take a look." He said with disdain, "And how much bamboo must be cut to make these bamboo slips! If everyone reads, the mountain will be completely chopped down. You won't even have time to replant."

"Haha..." Shen Hui'e burst into laughter when she heard this.

"Is what I said funny?" Huang Zhongchang looked at her uncomfortably.

"No, no! I'm laughing because you're absolutely right. You've touched the core of the problem." Shen Hui'e stopped smiling and looked at him. She looked at him with eyes full of smiles and said, "These bamboo slips are indeed not conducive to the spread of culture."

"What should we do then?" Huang Zhongchang looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

"Think of ways to improve it!" said the big tiger simply and easily.

"That's easy to say. I also know that we need to change it to something cheap and easy to read." Huang Zhongchang said while holding the bamboo slips in both hands, "It also needs to be light. This thing is too heavy."