Rebirth 1958: My Home is in Nanluoguxiang

It's all a trick!

As I said before, even a powerful figure like Emperor Wu of Han had his Maoling Mausoleum excavated by the Red Eyebrow Army using violent means.

Except for the Ming and Qing dynasties, most of the tombs of emperors in history have been looted.

Are these imperial tombs solid?

Hidden or not?

It's useless. A tomb left there will be found and excavated sooner or later.

The moment Chang Zhengyang saw the mountain trend chart, he realized that the Thousand Mile Lock was just a decoy to lure those who coveted the Zhang family's ancient building into jumping in.

"I don't think there's anything interesting here. Let's go. I even suspect that there's something fishy going on at the locations marked on this mountain map."

The two men cleaned up all the traces here and left the secret room directly. They came out faster than they came in. Only ten minutes later, the two men came out of the cave.

At this time, the sun was setting in the west, and the surrounding scenery was dim due to the obstruction of the mountains.

Chang Zhengyang looked at the dumb Zhang and said, "What are you going to do now?"

Dumb Zhang shook his head, looking confused: "I don't know, maybe I should go to Banai to have a look..."

"It's up to you. I can't be out for too long. I have to go back to the capital, otherwise some people will be angry."

Chang Zhengyang gave a bitter smile. His current identity was very sensitive. Too many people were watching him. Sometimes when he wanted to do something, he had to do it secretly.

Therefore, power and freedom cannot be achieved at the same time. Power is both wine and poison.

"I will find a way to tell the old man about the actions in Siguniang Mountain. Our No. 2 is used to pretending to obey but actually disobeying. He even used the excuse of exploring jungle combat training to mobilize a regiment. If the old man knew that he mobilized the army to do such a thing, hey, it would be fun to watch..."

Dumb Zhang quietly listened to Chang Zhengyang muttering that he would die in a plane crash sooner or later, and why was he bothering about immortality? He was just an ambitious person who brought disaster to the country and the people...

"I'll give this back to you. If you want to enter the Zhang Family Ancient Building, I think the real key is this thing. You can figure it out by yourself. I have to go."

Chang Zhengyang threw the Ghost Seal to the Dumb Zhang and turned away.

……

"Oh, you dumb bastard Zhang!"

Just half an hour after Chang Zhengyang and the others left, Black Eyes hanging on the tree suddenly woke up, danced and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, he was an experienced man and adjusted his posture the moment he fell, thus avoiding landing on his face.

After standing there and cursing for a few words, he immediately returned to the camp, found Adjutant Zhang, and asked, "Is there any old man still alive in your Zhang family?"

Adjutant Zhang was confused when he heard this, and subconsciously asked, "What old guy?"

The man with black glasses sneered and told the story of how he had tracked down the dumb Zhang and was ambushed and knocked unconscious with gritted teeth.

As for being hung on the tree, it was so embarrassing that he didn't want anyone else to know about it.

Adjutant Zhang was shocked after hearing this. He was silent for a long time before he smiled bitterly and said, "I really don't know. When I followed Master Buddha and left the Zhang family, I was still a young boy. We don't know much about the Zhang family's secrets."

Black Eyes also fell silent and touched the back of his neck in fear. If that man had intended to kill him, he estimated that his body would have been cold by now.

"Who could this person be? Is he from your Zhang family? We have underestimated your clan leader!"

The man with black glasses sat down and leaned back, his whole body spread out like a spread-eagle.

Adjutant Zhang said in a deep voice: "It should be someone from our family. There were so many people in the Zhang family back then, it is impossible for them to be killed. Someone must have broken through and gathered around the clan leader again. This matter is very important. I have to report it to the Buddha immediately."

Black Eyes stood up and shouted, "Tell the Buddha that I want a raise."

Adjutant Zhang didn't bother to pay attention to the guy's shouting and walked quickly towards the tent where the communications team of the camp was located.

……

After bidding farewell to the mute Zhang, Chang Zhengyang crossed mountains and rivers overnight, traveled a long distance of 400 miles, and returned to Sichuan-Chongqing University at around nine o'clock in the evening.

He came out this time on the pretext of giving lectures at various universities. In order to come out today, he specially found an excuse to go out for field research. He must go back tonight, otherwise he would not be seen at Sichuan and Chongqing University tomorrow, and they would think he was missing and send people to look for him, which would be bad.

He stayed at Sichuan-Chongqing University for another two days before returning to Yanjing.

I gained a lot from this trip. Not only did I appreciate the beautiful scenery of our motherland, but I also took many photos. Sometimes I think about taking out these photos in the future and holding a personal photography exhibition or something.

Another gain was that I took the opportunity to investigate many things about the Zhang family. As the saying goes, a passing goose leaves traces behind. The Zhang family has only been gone for thirty years. This amount of time is not enough to erase all traces of the Zhang family's existence in this world. As for the matter of the Nine Gates, it was just done as a side job.

Just as he said to Dumb Zhang that day, what kind of people are those in Jiumen? A bunch of murderers and robbers, they run brothels and casinos, and they sold precious Chinese cultural relics to the Japanese and Americans. However, they actually escaped liquidation after liberation and transformed themselves into some cultural relic experts and archaeologists.

This is simply outrageous!

The fact that these guys were able to escape liquidation is closely related to Zhang Qishan's protection.

Bang, bang, bang...

The train passes through mountains and hills, like a giant dragon galloping across the land.

In the high-end soft sleeper car, Chang Zhengyang put down the pen in his hand, rubbed his eyes, and turned to look at the dark night outside the window.

"We will be going to Beijing tomorrow. According to my estimation, the report should already be on Grandpa's desk, right?"

Chang Zhengyang narrowed his eyes and sneered. Many people were going to be in trouble now.

Cheating those below them and concealing the truth from their superiors is a common problem among bureaucrats. Many people do not understand why the wise and powerful monarchs in the early years of every dynasty made so many stupid decisions in their later years. The main reason is that they were trapped in an information cocoon. The people around them colluded with each other to filter all information and only reported good news but not bad news.

Imagine a decision maker making a decision based on wrong information. Can he be correct?

Are these monarchs aware of this situation?

Of course they knew, but they were powerless because they were old and no longer able to go out and see what was happening outside.

When they get old, the people around them start to think about their escape route and transfer the chips to their successors, naturally hiding everything from the old monarch as much as possible.

Chang Zhengyang doesn't care about whether there is a successor or not. He just wants to report to the old man everything he has seen and heard.

"It's a dark and windy night for murder. After tonight, I wonder how many people will be unable to sleep!"

Chang Zhengyang stood up, stretched, turned off the desk lamp, lay down with his clothes on, listened to the sound of the train running, and soon fell asleep.