eurekapd Chapter 211: The Daqian Court Goes astray again
Chapter 211: The Daqian Court Goes astray again
"Nonsence!"
An old Hanlin from the Hanlin Academy couldn't help but spit.
The official next to the old Hanlin asked with concern: "Old sir, what are you vomiting?"
The old man's face was filled with resentment: "Don't look at me as a civil servant. My ancestors started out as military officers. Back then, my ancestor was ordered to rob the imperial tomb to raise money for military expenses. But the tomb was empty. Even if a rat got in, it would run out crying."
"As a result, the emperor my ancestor followed didn't believe it. He thought that my ancestor had secretly embezzled the things in the imperial mausoleum and almost beheaded my ancestor. Being a military officer was too dangerous, so my ancestor made up his mind to change his allegiance."
The official who was questioning the case twitched his lips. This was indeed quite unfair.
[Also, the imperial mausoleum of Da'an was looted by the rebels. To say that it was looted is an understatement. There were hundreds of thousands of rebels, all over the mountains and plains, who scraped the ground three feet deep where the imperial mausoleum of Da'an was located, and dug an enormous pit.]
[It is said that all the bones inside were fed to wild dogs, and the bone residue was probably mixed with the wild dog feces. . ]
[There is also the Imperial Mausoleum of the Great Zhou Dynasty. During the hundred years of war, the Imperial Mausoleum of the Great Zhou Dynasty was like a store, visited again and again by various rebel forces. Even a floor tile inside was studied for a long time to see if there might be any silver hidden inside.]
[Also, the imperial mausoleum of the Yuan Dynasty was emptied by starving people. There was nothing left inside. Later, even the bricks and stones used to build the tombs were taken by the people to build pig pens. You ask why they didn't build houses. The ancients were very taboo about this, okay?]
[How tragic! How tragic! Really tragic! Is there not a single imperial tomb that is in good condition? ]
[These emperors are really good people. They know how to leave a legacy for future generations. ]
Xu Jinyu cried out in his heart that it was so miserable, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was harder to suppress than AK.
The corners of Emperor Xuan's mouth and those of the civil and military officials were the opposite of Xu Jinyu's, and they all pursed their lips.
Emperor Xuan was struggling even more.
Should he repair this imperial tomb?
Repair it, I’m afraid it will be dug up and my bones won’t rest in peace.
I won’t repair it. As the king of a country, I can’t avoid being buried in the imperial mausoleum in the future.
According to Xu Jinyu, even a simple burial cannot stop tomb robbers, so there is no point in claiming a simple burial.
Whether to repair it or not is a difficult question.
The Minister of Works carefully glanced at Emperor Xuan and asked tentatively, "Why don't we build a few more suspicious tombs?"
Emperor Xuan glanced at the Minister of Works with a bad temper and said, "You want the Minister of Revenue to hit his head against the pillar right there."
The Minister of Works shut his mouth.
The Daqian treasury was empty, and the money for building the imperial mausoleum was squeezed out. Every time the imperial mausoleum needed silver, the Minister of Works had to compete with the Minister of Revenue in a battle of wits and courage to get the silver.
If a few more fake tombs were built, the Minister of Revenue would really hit his head against the pillar.
But what to do?
Everyone in the court room fell into deep thought.
[If you ask me, these people are really too optimistic. What's the point of looking at death as life? Why do they have so much gold and silver? Shouldn't the key issue now be how to make their good name last forever? ]
The civil and military officials once again glanced at Xu Jinyu in confusion.
What's the point of being famous through the ages? We are not some extraordinary people, so it is extremely difficult to be famous through the ages.
I haven’t seen who those famous people are who have been passed down through the ages.
The founding emperor, the invincible general, the most beautiful woman in the world, the most talented scholar, or the most moving love...
What nonsense is Lord Xu talking about?
The civil and military officials were puzzled.
[You should know that if people in later generations want to understand the ancients, they can only learn from historical records, or dig underground to find out the living conditions of the ancients from the unearthed cultural relics and documents.]
[Some emperors love to edit history, and the good historical records are messed up. Now there are no historians who would rather die than surrender, so everyone can express themselves freely. ]
Free play?
How to play freely?
Today, Lord Xu gave everyone too many doubts.
Civil and military officials pricked up their ears.
[Most of the people who can leave their names in the future are literati and poets, and their poems will be passed down, just like Li Bai, who is known as the Immortal Poet. 】
[Embroidered mouth speaks half of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, even a three-year-old child can recite the line "Look up at the bright moon, look down and think of my hometown." ]
Shixian!
The pupils of all civil and military officials trembled again.
What a big tone and what a boldness!
They want it too, but they can't!
[For example, the two prime ministers and the minister were probably only mentioned by a few words in later generations.]
[What about the prime minister during the reign of Emperor Qianlong and Emperor Xuan, how many years he served, and when he passed away? These are nothing in the long river of history.]
【But it’s different if you do it yourself. 】
[Build your own tomb beautifully, put some articles praising yourself in it, and record your life clearly. ]
[Then the records of you in the future will not be just a few words. If you are brave enough, you can even make up a non-existent life for yourself.]
[For example, An Xiang, an ugly old man. ]
An Xiang was so angry that his beard stood up: Who! Who is ugly? Back then, he was also the top scholar who rode a horse through the streets.
[An Xiang has always secretly thought that he is extremely handsome and talented, and he always dresses up nicely every time he attends a banquet, just to make everyone think he is handsome.]
This time, everyone, including Emperor Xuan, looked at Prime Minister An.
Extremely handsome?
Literary talent?
Where does An Xiang get his confidence from?
The corners of the Third Prince's mouth kept twitching. He knew that his father-in-law was a bit conceited, but his father-in-law was really not handsome at all.
She looks like an ordinary person. If it weren't for the support of her mother-in-law, she wouldn't have known what her princess looked like.
An Xiang's face turned red as he was stared at, but he still held his head high, trying hard to appear more graceful.
[He could have written in his autobiography that he was eight feet tall, with a broad back and strong waist, a handsome face, and an upright figure, and that he fascinated many women in the capital.]
[I like him so much, and I can add some roles for myself, such as which young lady from aristocratic family will marry him, or which prostitute is obsessed with him. ]
[Since there is no portrait left, maybe An Xiang can still have a place on the list of handsome men. ]
An Xiang's eyes lit up, and his face was full of eagerness to try. It turned out that if one wanted to become famous through the ages, there was such a way.
An autobiography is too childish. He also wants to build a few more tombs and put articles worshipping himself and poems praising his beauty in those tombs.
Build three... it's not enough, build five. With five tombs, your good name will surely be passed on.
I have quite a few students of my own, so I can write to them and ask them to write more articles praising me.
Following Xu Jinyu's voice, everyone in the court who had some ideas began to think.
The Minister of Works coughed lightly. There was no famous person in his family. This Minister of Works was the most promising person in the family so far, but he could find some famous ancestors for himself and say that he came from a famous family.
Even Emperor Xuan's eyes began to roll.
Can I be born in a room full of red light, or in a birth where my mother dreams of beheading a white snake?
No, beheading the white snake and filling the room with red light are too easy.
He wanted to create a grander birth scene for himself.
For example, if you see a phoenix descending from the sky, that won’t work because the phoenix refers to a woman, and he is an emperor, so it would be better if it was a blue dragon descending from the sky!
Anyway, his mother is gone, and now he is the biggest in the entire Daqian, so he can make up whatever he wants.
In this way, he, the wise emperor, will become more famous in future generations.