Under One Person: I, the Zombie King of the Ming Dynasty, was dug up

Chapter 111: The imperial soul of Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang appears!
Liu Bowen was very particular when choosing a tomb for himself.

Nine small mountain ranges extend to this place of his mausoleum, commonly known as "Nine Dragons Fighting for a Pearl". This kind of feng shui is extremely good.

No one in later generations changed this situation.

There was naturally no reason to blame Zhu Li.

He wandered around on his own.

Liu Bowen's tomb covers an area of ​​812 square meters. There is a stone tablet in front of the tomb, engraved with "The Tomb of Liu Wencheng, the Founding Grand Tutor of the Ming Dynasty".

In front of the tomb there is a field shaped like an inkstone, and a small mound shaped like a dragon ball; on the left there is a hill in the shape of a character "品" shaped like a pen holder.

Seeing these familiar things, Zhu Li thought of a little story.

Before Liu Bowen died, his sons Liu Lian and Liu Jing presented him with a picture of a tomb with three entrances and three circles, with stone horses, stone lions, and stone generals guarding the door, paved with stone strips. Liu Bowen tore it to pieces and admonished his sons:

"The word 'tomb' has grass on the top and soil on the bottom. If it is paved with stones, how can grass grow? The ancients were very particular about creating characters. People cannot leave their reputation for generations by building tombs and erecting memorial archways. Just imagine, where are the tombs of Zhang Liang and Zhuge Wuhou?"

According to Liu Bowen's will, his tomb was not built with stone slabs or blocks.

This is also why his tomb is open, unlike the tombs of other kings and nobles which are buried deep underground.

We mourned for an entire afternoon.

Zhu Li calmed down and returned to the hotel.

This was prepared by Zhao Fangxu.

In fact, in Zhu Li's current state, he doesn't need to rest, but he also wants to know more about the current Dragon Kingdom.

He swiped the tablet up and down.

Watching the people in the video singing and dancing, bragging about the goods in their hands, Zhu Li seemed to have some feelings.

"Times have changed so fast. Nowadays, almost all Han people have achieved literacy, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. That's great."

“It’s totally different from what you see outside.”

Anyone who knows about Chinese websites abroad knows that they are a mess.

There is not much real information.

All Zhu Li saw on the Internet were news about Longguo's backwardness and poverty.

I didn't expect that after seeing it with my own eyes, Longguo is actually quite good now.

"Interesting." Zhu Li said, touching his chin.

He was in Japan, and his understanding of the Dragon Kingdom was not very real.

The Dragon Country that we know in Japan is still very poor and backward, and has been suppressed by the United States.

This also led Zhu Li to believe that Longguo had fallen to the point where even his coffin had been stolen to Japan.

However, I only gradually learned later that Longguo is also one of the countries with nuclear weapons.

This gave Zhu Li the reason to come back and take a look.

After all, since they have nuclear weapons, it is impossible that they are a backward and poor country as described in the news about Japan. At least they can have enough food and clothing.

As night falls, the lights in the hotel room turn soft.

Suddenly, there was a slight knock on the door, breaking the silence of the room.

"Come in." Zhu Li's voice was low, with a hint of unquestionable majesty.

The door slowly opened, and a middle-aged fat man wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked in cautiously, holding an exquisite bamboo tea box in his hand.

There were beads of sweat on his forehead, obviously he came in a hurry.

"Your Highness, this is Longjing tea from West Lake, please try it." Zhao Fangxu bent down slightly and respectfully handed over the tea box with both hands, with a hint of flattery in his tone.

Zhu Li took the tea box, opened it gently, and a fresh tea fragrance immediately filled the air.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if savoring the soul of the tea.

"Yeah, not bad." Zhu Li opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Fangxu's face, which was slightly pale due to nervousness. "How did you get it?"

Zhao Fangxu wiped the sweat from his forehead and explained quickly: "Your Highness, this West Lake Longjing is the best spring tea that I personally selected in Longjing Village by the West Lake in Hangzhou. The tea farmers there told me that these tea leaves were picked around Qingming Festival, and each piece was carefully made by hand."

This back and forth was quite a hassle.

Zhao Fangxu didn't dare to neglect Zhu Li.

Zhu Li nodded, quite satisfied with Zhao Fangxu's answer.

It was done with care.

He picked up a piece of tea, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently, then put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

"Indeed, this tea is of excellent quality." Zhu Li praised, "I will take note of your good intentions."

When Zhao Fangxu heard this, the heavy stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

He knew that Zhu Li had no appetite, and when dealing with such a strong man, one needed to cater to his preferences.

Tea is a good option.

There is nothing wrong with choosing now.

"Make it." Zhu Li placed the tea leaves in front of Tang Mi.

"Yes." Tang Mi started to boil water in an orderly manner.

Seeing that Zhao Fangxu had not left, Zhu Li asked, "Longguo is not as bad as people say on the Internet. It's just that the current international situation shows that Longguo does not have the upper hand."

"Your Highness is right, but these are just some inferior operations." Zhao Fangxu said softly, obviously he was very confident in Longguo.

"Oh, so confident, I don't think Longguo has many friends!" Zhu Li asked.

"Your Highness, you don't know. Whether or not we have friends is another matter. I will only say one thing, that is, nuclear weapons. As long as we have these things, even if the United States has a hundred courages, they will only dare to use some small means. If they want to restrict the Dragon Country, they will not have much deterrent power."

Zhao Fangxu did not give any detailed explanation.

It’s not that Westerners are kind, but that Mao Zedong holds the truth.

If you make Big Mao angry, he will really send you a nuclear bomb to eat.

Zhu Li nodded thoughtfully, and then said, "Speaking of nuclear weapons, is the United States preparing to use nuclear weapons against me?"

He knew the news.

But he is an alien after all, and knows nothing about technology.

He cannot detect the use of nuclear weapons by the United States in advance like a satellite can. Only the Dragon Country has this capability.

If you want to know about the deployment of nuclear weapons, I'm afraid only the Dragon Country has the information.

"According to the above analysis, the possibility of the United States using nuclear weapons against Japan is more than 92%. But don't worry, Your Highness, you are absolutely safe now. As long as Your Highness is still in Dragon Country, they dare not do so."

Zhao Fangxu revealed a lot of information.

A probability of ninety-two percent can already be said to be one hundred percent.

It seems that there will inevitably be a nuclear war in Japan.

"After visiting the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum, I will leave Longguo." Zhu Li shook his head and said softly.

"What?" Zhao Fangxu widened his eyes.

At this moment, Tang Mi had already brewed the tea and brought it to Zhu Li.

The color of the tea is clear and transparent, just like a clear spring in the mountains.

"Your Highness, please." Tang Mi said.

Zhu Li took a sip. The tea tasted fresh and mellow, just like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, bringing a hint of coolness and comfort.

The tea leaves tumble in the water, releasing a faint fragrance, which is a gift from nature and the breath of spring.

Zhu Li closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Not bad, not bad. Technology is advancing, and the tea-making process is also improving, becoming more delicate and wonderful."

This was much better than the messy tea he drank in Japan.

There is a real sense of sophistication.

"You drink too." Zhu Li looked at the dazed Zhao Fangxu and stretched out his hand for Tang Mi to pour him a glass.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Zhao Fangxu forced a smile.

Zhu Li took another sip of the tea. The aftertaste of the tea was sweet and lingering, like silky satin dancing on the tip of his tongue.

Every drop of tea contains the essence of nature, making people intoxicated, as if they were surrounded by green mountains and clear waters, feeling the gift of nature.

As an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, nothing can move his heart except this tea.

This tea is really good.

Every review has a different flavor.

Zhao Fangxu looked worried.

Zhu Li was in a good mood and said with a smile: "Everything that happened in Japan is my personal opinion and has nothing to do with you. There is no need to worry about it."

"Your Highness, what you said is too polite. After all, he is the ancestor." Zhao Fangxu said in a deep voice.

Ancestors.
Zhu Li's eyes flickered. It sounded nice. Many people were worried about this old ancestor. But he was not interested in this.

There is no point in staying in Dragon Country, his ultimate goal is to become an immortal.

"Okay, let's not discuss this anymore." Zhu Li waved his hand and passed on the matter.

"Yes" Zhao Fangxu could only agree.

Zhu Li naturally has his own considerations.

He has decided to build the new mausoleum in Japan.

Moreover, if Japan had just become a province of the Dragon Kingdom, it would have needed dragon energy to stabilize its meridians.

"Okay, I'm tired too, so I won't see you off." Zhu Li waved his hand.

He is clearly in good spirits, but he says he is tired.

If this isn’t an order to evict someone, then what is?
Zhao Fangxu was like a shrewd man, he bowed helplessly and said: "Your Highness, I will take my leave first."

The next day.

Zhu Li was wearing a long-sleeved white robe and standing under the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum.

His sleeves fluttered in the wind, as if a white cloud was wandering among the green mountains and green waters.

Zhu Li is still not used to modern clothing, which is too open and not steady enough. However, the new Hanfu is more to his liking.

Not conspicuous, nor too frivolous.

The Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum is surrounded by green trees and green mountains.

There are frequent tourists coming and going.

Zhu Li found it very interesting.

Unexpectedly!

Hundreds of years later, my father's tomb has become a tourist attraction.

Of course, there are still many beautiful things in Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum.

The Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum was built on the mountain, facing north and south, with a depth of 2.62 kilometers. It was originally surrounded by red walls with a circumference of 22.5 kilometers, covering an area of ​​more than 170 million square meters.

Due to repeated wars, only stone carvings and building foundations remain. Later, they were partially rebuilt and are roughly divided into three parts, including the sacred way, the mausoleum and the tombs of Ming heroes.

The Shinto Road runs from Xiamafang to Wenwufangmen, including the Shenlieshan Stele, the Dajinmen, the Sifangcheng, the Shinto Stone Carvings and the Yuhe Bridge.

The main buildings of the mausoleum extend from Wenwufangmen to Chongqiu, including the Stele Hall, Xiangdian, Shengxian Bridge, Fangcheng, Minglou, etc., and are surrounded by walls.

The tombs of Ming meritorious officials are scattered around the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum in a shape of guarding the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum. They include the tombs of Wu Liang, Xu Da, Li Jie, Deng Yu, Chang Yuchun, Li Wenzhong, Qiu Cheng, and Wu Zhen.

Today, the outer perimeter of the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum is still open to the public.

But the inner hall was cleared.

Enter the inner sanctum.

Zhu Li scanned with his spiritual sense and found that the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum was still well preserved.

This is not easy!

The history of tomb robbing in China is long.

Since the Three Kingdoms period, there have been various sects passed down, and many of them are extraordinary people.

All kinds of tombs will be dug up.

Zhu Li even learned that the tombs of the Qing Dynasty, a dynasty that had only lasted a hundred years, had been mostly dug up.

But the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum remains intact.

Zhu Li didn't think that this was God's blessing on the Zhu family, or even something metaphysical.

Simply because the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum was built in a downtown area, tomb robbers were powerless to commit suicide.

After all, everyone knows that tomb robbing causes a lot of noise.

Those tombs that are built in hidden places and are deserted are the most dangerous.

For example, the tomb of Emperor Wanli.

Dingling is located at the foot of Dayu Mountain in Changping, Beijing, southwest of Changling. It was built between 1584 and 1590 at a cost of 800 million taels of silver.

The Ming Dingling Mausoleum covers an area of ​​18.2 square meters. The overall layout of the ground buildings is circular in front and back. It is the only mausoleum among the Thirteen Tombs that has been excavated.

Many of China's ancient imperial tombs were exposed to the public passively. For example, except for Qianling Mausoleum, all the imperial tombs of the Tang Dynasty were robbed by Wen Tao during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period; the tombs of Qianlong and Cixi were completely dug out by the warlord Sun Dianying.

But there are exceptions to everything. The Ming Dingling Tomb is an imperial tomb that was excavated proactively.

Zhu Li slowly walked into the Heng Hall of the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum, and a solemn atmosphere greeted him.

The hall was filled with smoke and incense was burning continuously.

Zhu Li looked around and saw tablets and portraits of emperors of past dynasties enshrined in the hall, each of them lifelike.

"The incense is still very popular. It seems that the old man is still quite popular in this afterlife." Zhu Li said softly and took out a piece of black jade from his arms.

In an instant, the light in the entire hall seemed to become softer.

The black jade emitted a faint light, intertwining with the cigarette smoke.

In an instant.

Below the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum.

A human consciousness slowly awakens.

At this moment, a slight vibration was heard from below the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum.

Zhu Li felt a powerful soul power surging from the ground, as if the entire mountain range was shaking.

He looked up and saw rolling clouds, lightning and thunder in the distant sky, as if some mysterious power was about to descend.

Of course, it was only a moment and only a few people noticed it.

In the inner hall.

A figure in the style of a splash-ink painting slowly formed in front of Zhu Li.

The figure was wearing a dragon robe, but looked like an old farmer, with eyes full of hostility.

This is none other than Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Yuanzhang's imperial soul opened his eyes, all because of the soul-guiding jade in Zhu Li's hand.

Because of the long-term worship of incense and offerings, Zhu Yuanzhang had long since become a spirit, similar to the spirit of the Ma family.

The soul-guiding jade, as the name suggests, is used to guide souls.

Zhu Yuanzhang's imperial soul was naturally drawn to move.

"Is it Laojiu?" the black shadow spoke slowly.

"Dad, your son is here to see you." Zhu Li grinned.

What makes the old man different from other emperors is that, in addition to calling him "Father" in formal occasions, he prefers the princes to call him "Dad" in their private daily lives because it seems more intimate.

"Old Nine, it's really you, but why are you here?" Zhu Yuanzhang was puzzled.

After all, he passed away in the 31st year of Hongwu, and had no idea that Zhu Li later became an immortal.

Zhu Yuanzhang's impression of Zhu Li was still that he was an extraordinary person and the pillar of the Zhu family.

"It's a long story." Zhu Li said calmly.

It seems that the old man woke up in the middle of the night.

He was not at all surprised that he appeared in the outside world!

Zhu Li thought in his heart.

Just as the prince of the Ming Dynasty thought, this was not the first time Zhu Yuanzhang had awakened.

Zhu Yuanzhang had woken up several times before, so he naturally knew that the Ming Dynasty was no longer the world.

The Ming Dynasty perished 600 years ago.

However, he at least knew that even though the Ming Dynasty had fallen, the Qing Dynasty did not touch his tomb. Even the Qing emperor would come to pay homage to him, and the warlords of the Republic of China also came to pay homage to him.

It can be said that although the Ming Dynasty has fallen, no one has ever moved the Ming Dynasty Imperial Mausoleum.

After all, it was Zhu Yuanzhang who expelled the Tartars, restored the status of the Han people in the Central Plains, and recovered the Yan territory that had been lost for hundreds of years. No matter what, future generations must respect him.

"What we have the most is time," said Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Son, of course you know."

Zhu Li smiled.

"My appearance here started from the time my tomb was dug up."

Zhu Yuanzhang was shocked, and his soul was shaken:
"Our tombs are not passive, so your tomb will be dug up?"

"Who is so brave?"

(End of this chapter)