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[No. 8: Jade Clothes with Golden Threads]

[Golden Jade Clothes, also known as Jade Maid, is a name that I believe all of you are familiar with. It can be said to be a top-level immortal cultivation equipment. If you have read "Grave Diggers", you can even tell the story of King Mu of Zhou and the Queen Mother of the West.]

[But the jade burial suit we are wearing today is not the one worn by King Lu Shang in "Grave Digging Notes", but the jade burial suit worn by King Jing of Zhongshan, Liu Sheng.]

[Does the name Zhongshan Jing Wang look familiar to you? Yes, he is the ancestor of the big-eared thief Liu Bei. He lived a life of luxury and debauchery, but he left his name in history with three major events: the golden jade burial garment, the birth of 120 sons, and his 18th-generation great grandson Liu Bei.]

——"It's so funny. I've only read Romance of the Three Kingdoms, but when I heard the name King Jing of Zhongshan, I immediately knew who he was. This shows the importance of having a good descendant."

——"Prince Jing of Zhongshan is doing well. He has become a wealthy man through his own efforts."

——"Everyone else is relying on their parents, but he chose to rely on his children, and he really made himself well-known."

[The Golden Jade Robe is a piece of immortal cultivation equipment that is very difficult to create. It is 1.88 meters long and requires 2498 pieces of jade and 96 grams of 1100% pure gold thread. In addition, each piece of jade must be polished into different shapes according to its location.]

[The thickness of each gold wire also needs to be controlled between 0.08 and 0.5 mm depending on the binding method. ]

[The reason why it is called immortal cultivation equipment is that the ancients believed that jade could communicate with ghosts and gods, and wearing clothes made of jade could ensure that the body would not decay and achieve the immortal state of corpse transformation.]

[Of course, the result is also obvious. Liu Sheng's body rotted away and only a few teeth were left, but his exquisite memory was passed down, so he ranked eighth.]

——"Of course it was corrupt. The person who dressed Liu Sheng put the clothes on the wrong way. Liu Sheng even had space for his stomach and but he didn't use them."

——"Uncle San said that the jade they used was wrong. It must be meteorite jade (dog head)"

——"When I was little I always thought there were only two of these things, but later I found out there were more than twenty sets, not counting the silver jade clothes."

——"Before the Wei and Jin Dynasties, everyone liked to wear this thing when buried. Later, Cao Pi stopped this immortal cultivation project, saying that this thing was useless and easy to be robbed by tomb robbers. As for how he knew it was useless, it can only be said that his family had a deep knowledge of everything."

——"Hahaha, indeed, Cao Cao knows best whether or not to use him."

Han Dynasty.

"Alas, my brother is really pitiful. Not only was his tomb dug up, but he also became the focus of discussion among later generations. However, he has brought glory to our Han Dynasty." Liu Che sighed hypocritically.

At first, Liu Che was very nervous, thinking that it was his own jade burial suit that had been dug out. But when he saw that it belonged to his brother Liu Sheng, he relaxed and was in a mood to comment on it.

However, if this golden jade burial suit is useless, then he might as well not wear it after he dies. He can save the money and use it all to build a mechanism, and then kill those hateful tomb robbers!

Three Kingdoms period.

When Liu Bei mentioned the words "King Jing of Zhongshan" on the sky curtain, he knelt on the ground with a plop.

Then he kowtowed several times.

While kowtowing and crying, the tombs of their ancestors were actually dug out.

These descendants are really treasonous and disrespectful to their ancestors!

"Brother, don't be too sad. Even the tomb of Qin Shi Huang has been dug up, which shows that the attitude of later generations towards the emperor is just like that, let alone a little one..."

Before Zhang Fei could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Guan Yu.

This idiot doesn't know how to comfort others, so don't try to comfort him.

"Brother, you..."

Guan Yu opened his mouth and found that he didn't know what to say. In the end, he could only look to Zhuge Liang for help.

However, Zhuge Liang just shook his head slightly, indicating that Guan Yu did not need to say more.

It’s not that he doesn’t know how to comfort, but even if he does, the effect won’t be good.

It is difficult for anyone to accept the fact that his ancestral graves have been dug up. If Liu Bei wants to move on, he can only rely on himself.

same period.

Cao Cao smiled excitedly.

This golden jade burial suit that is “everywhere” is actually a treasure in later generations?

Then what else is there to say? Where is the tomb raider?

Excavate!

You are Liu Sheng, King Jing of Zhongshan, right? Just wait, I’ll dig you out and let you see the sun.

Cao Cao had already thought about it. If he had the chance to go to the afterlife, he would give this golden jade burial suit to Miss Luo, and she would definitely be very happy!

……

[No. 9: Sword of Gou Jian, King of Yue]

【The Sword of Goujian, King of Yue, is known as the best sword in the world. Just by listening to the name, we know that its owner is Goujian, King of Yue, who is also the earliest example of sleeping on firewood and tasting gall, and never despising the poor young man. It is said that this sword was made by Goujian at the request of the famous swordsmith Ou Yezi. It is extremely sharp and can cut iron like mud.】

[In fact, this is true. The Sword of Gou Jian, King of Yue, was a bronze sword that had been buried underground for more than 2400 years. After being unearthed, it was still very sharp and chilling. The blade was so sharp that it could cut through more than 20 pieces of paper at the same time.]

[There are 11 concentric circles at the sword head, with a spacing of only 0.2 mm. The thinnest concentric circle is thinner than a hair, only 30 microns. This sword represents the highest level of weapon manufacturing in my country during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, so it ranks ninth.]

——"As a girl, I didn't think a sword could be that cool before. But after watching it once, I was slapped in the face. Although it's not as flashy as the various 'immortal swords' in TV dramas, it's still very cool!"

——"The King of Yue actually used reduplication in his name, Gou Jian Jian, how cute. (Dog head)"

——"Even a dog's head can't save your life, brother!"

[No. 10: Shang and Zhou Dynasty Sun Bird Gold Ornaments]

[Shang and Zhou Dynasty Sun Bird Gold Ornament, also known as Shang and Zhou Dynasty Sun Bird Gold Foil, is a gold artifact from the Shang and Zhou Dynasty. It is round in shape, with an extremely thin and uniform thickness of only 0.02 cm and weighs 20 grams.]

[The pattern is hollowed out and divided into two layers, the inner layer has no borders and is distributed with 12 tooth-shaped rays rotating clockwise, while the outer layer is composed of 4 divine birds symbolizing flight.]

【Selected as the symbol of Chinese cultural heritage in 2005. 】

——"According to analysis, the 12 rays of light may represent the 12 hours of the day and the 12 months of the year, and the four mythical birds represent the four seasons of the year."

——"To be honest, it looks a bit like the Phoenix TV logo. (covering face)"

——"It's Tiangang, right? It's obviously the one imitated by Fenghuangtai."

——"It was quite legendary when it was discovered. At that time, it was all crumpled up and mixed with the soil. No one took it seriously. Then it seemed that some tea was accidentally poured on the soil, revealing a little bit of its golden edge, which attracted attention."

——"Let alone anything else, the two words 'Shang and Zhou' are enough to sweep across many cultural relics. Any cultural relic that can prove the existence of a dynasty is very precious."

——"This divine bird pattern is also very precious. Three of the four ancient nations have fallen, and I am the only one left, the Phoenix! The opponents on the chessboard have changed one after another, but we are the only one standing!"

Qing Dynasty.

Qianlong was obviously unhappy at this time.

He knew that his Qing Dynasty was not far away from future generations, so he did not expect that the treasures of the Qing Dynasty could be among the top ten national treasures.

However, the "Kuaixueqingshi Tie" by Wang Xizhi and the "Mid-Autumn Tie" by Wang Xianzhi in his hands were not even on the list?

What about the Sikuquanshu?

This can be considered a national treasure.

eccentric!

The naked bias of later generations is directed against our Qing Dynasty!

At this moment, the picture on the sky curtain changed again. After seeing the title, Qianlong became even more dissatisfied.

[On the poems of Qianlong and Zhang Zongchang, which one is better? The best emperor in history with good spirits and doggerel]

Which is better?

Is there any need to hesitate?

"Even Li Bai wouldn't dare to say it..."

At this point, Qianlong paused. He still had some self-awareness and immediately changed his words: "Throughout the ages, there are only two or three people whose poetry talent is comparable to mine. Is this Zhang Zongchang worthy of being compared with me?"

"I want to see what level he is at!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky screen started playing.

[As we all know, Emperor Qianlong’s greatest hobby throughout his life, besides his love of visiting the south of the Yangtze River and stamping calligraphy and paintings, was writing poetry.]

[He wrote more than 40,000 poems in his lifetime, which is comparable to the total of more than 2,000 poets in the entire Tang Dynasty. He is known as the "Poet Saint of the Qing Dynasty". It can be said that in terms of quantity alone, he can beat Li Bai, step on Du Fu, and spit in the face of the prolific poet Lu You. ]

Tang Dynasty.

Li Bai, who was careless and didn't care about anything just now, suddenly became energetic.

"More than 40,000 poems?" Li Bai murmured.

Although he didn't remember how many poems he had written, it was definitely far less than 40,000.

"Good good!"

"If there is such a great talent in the future, it should be made public!"

……

Qing Dynasty.

Kangxi looked at the sky, tears streaming down his face.

After so long, Tianmu finally said something praising the Qing Dynasty.

Although the praise was for a specific person, the glory of the emperor was naturally the glory of the Qing Dynasty. Rounding it off, this could also be considered a praise of the entire Qing Dynasty.

During the Jiaqing period of the Qing Dynasty.

Jiaqing snorted disdainfully. Others might not understand, but how could he not know the true level of those so-called 40,000 poems?

He could imagine the smile of his ambitious father, who was not ashamed but proud of it.

No way, no way, no one would really think that later generations are praising him. As long as later generations have no problems with their brains, they would not think that what he wrote is poetry!

Lao Deng, just wait for your public execution!

……

At the same time, all the ancient people with a little culture in all time and space were no longer calm.

More than 40,000 poems, what level?

Assuming that Qianlong could write poetry as soon as he was born and continued to write until he was 70 years old, he would need to write 1.6 poems every day to complete this terrifying workload.

It is no exaggeration to say that she is as productive as a sow!

All of a sudden, the ancients from all time and space looked up at the sky expectantly.

The name of the Great Poet of the Qing Dynasty resounded throughout the world in one day!

[The famous Zhang Zongchang, Marshal Zhang, although far less in number, was slightly better in quality, so he could be ranked on par with Emperor Qianlong.]

[Now let us enjoy the "masterpieces" of the two great poets. ]

[The first poem: Flying Snow (Qianlong)]

【One piece after another, two pieces, three pieces, four pieces, five pieces. 】

[Six pieces, seven pieces, eight pieces, nine pieces, flew into the reeds and disappeared.]

[The second poem: Ode to the City Wall (Qianlong)]

[From a distance, the walls look jagged; from close up, the walls look jagged. ]

[If you turn the wall upside down, don’t saw the top, but the bottom.]

——"Hahahaha, no, I can't laugh anymore. The good thing about these poems is that they are easy to recite, but the bad thing is that it's hard to remember the authors' names."

——"Lin Xiao, you... your way of cursing is really advanced.

——"Ahahaha, Qianlong spent his whole life pretending to be cultured, but he never made a living from the cultural field until his death. I can only say that it's really hard to make it in this circle!"

——"It's really pitiful for Qianlong. He worked so hard to write more than 40,000 poems, but you always criticize those three or two poems. Obviously, his other poems are quite good. At least they are very realistic and down-to-earth."

——"No, buddy, I'm thinking about you and you haven't let him go either. (covering face)"

——"I am a student. Please put Emperor Qianlong's poems in the textbooks. Such good poems cannot be wasted!"

——"Seeing these two poems, I was inspired to write a poem. Let me recite one too. "Ode to Giao": Giao giao giao, hundreds of birds are singing together, asking me what tune I am singing, giao giao in my heart!"

Just as the barrage was rolling wildly, the ancient people were like being hit by Garen with an armor-piercing bow, silencing and breaking their defense.

Li Bai, who was addicted to alcohol, found fine wine so difficult to swallow for the first time in his life.

I won’t drink it. I’d be reluctant to do so.

Drink it, it's still a bit nauseous.

After hesitating for a long time, Li Bai finally spit out all the wine.

Such poems, even if one wrote 400,000 of them, would not be worthy of respect!

In other time and space, the literati who had been looking forward to it just now were now so shocked that they didn't know what to say.

Even Li Qingzhao, a talented woman who always loved to argue with others, remained silent.

Only Lu You spoke in a sweet voice and cursed in a very dirty way.

Originally, Tianmu said that Qianlong could spit in his face. Although he was unhappy, he also thought that Qianlong was a great poet. With the attitude of learning from the most accomplished, he did not think of making a fuss about it.

As a result, this is it?

This is also called poetry?

Are you qualified to spit in his face?

When he was five years old and just learning to read, he wrote better than this!

……

Qing Dynasty.

Kangxi lay on the bed with no desire to live, with only one thought circling in his mind.

It would be better if the Qing Dynasty died sooner!

Each future generation is more shameful than the last!

I thought that the emergence of a great poet in the Qing Dynasty would help the Qing Dynasty to save some face.

Now, not only did he fail to save the Qing Dynasty's reputation, but he also made the Qing Dynasty lose face in front of all the dynasties!

He struggled to sit up and input on the skylight with great effort.

[Kang Damazi: Can someone tell me which grandson of mine this Qianlong is? (Ninety-nine x-war swords)]

Decades later, when Qianlong saw Kangxi's comment, he felt a pang in his heart.

Oops, he's going to be unboxed.

"I hope that future generations will understand better and never mention my name."

Unfortunately, as soon as Qianlong finished speaking, a gorgeous barrage of comments suddenly appeared.

[Jiaqing and Jiajing, I can't tell them apart: To reply to the Emperor Shengzu, Qianlong's name is Aixinjueluo Hongli. (xA copy of Qianlong's manuscript)]

"Fuck! Who is this unfilial descendant?"

Qianlong immediately jumped up and started cursing. It would have been fine if he just called him by his full name, but he actually took his manuscript as a reward!

What an inappropriate son of man!

After seeing the barrage, Kangxi's eyes froze for a moment, then he frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart.

He has watched Hongli grow up since he was a child. Although he is only ten years old now, his intelligence is far beyond his peers. Were those poems really written by him?

At this time, Yongzheng, who was not yet the emperor, pulled the little Qianlong, who had been kneeling outside, into the bedroom.

With a plop, the two men knelt down in front of Kangxi's bed.

"Father, Hongli is still young. If he makes any mistakes, please punish me." As he said this, Yongzheng kowtowed heavily and was unable to get up for a long time.

Kangxi didn't even look at him, all his attention was on little Qianlong.

"Hongli, tell the Emperor, do you like writing poetry?" Kangxi caressed little Qianlong's head lovingly.

“No… I don’t like it.” Although little Qianlong was young, he could already vaguely feel the solemn atmosphere.

As the saying goes, people become more sophisticated as they age.

Kangxi could tell at a glance that little Qianlong was lying, but he did not expose him. He just waved his hand gently, indicating that they could leave.

Watching the backs of the two people, one big and one small, Kangxi sighed slightly in his heart.

Qianlong was very intelligent, but intelligent people often have their own ideas, and he was too close to Qianlong, so people often don't listen to the advice of those they are close to.

Look, he could already faintly hear the argument between the father and son.

"You are not allowed to write poetry anymore. If you feel bored, go horseback riding or hunting. Even if you go to a brothel, you are not allowed to write poetry anymore!" Yongzheng's voice was stern.

"I don't! I just like writing poetry." The tone of young Qianlong outside the palace was much tougher than when he was in front of Kangxi's bed.

Yongzheng did not seem to expect that the young Qianlong would dare to contradict him, and he immediately shouted angrily: "You dare!"

"Why should I be afraid? I am destined to become the great poet of the Qing Dynasty!"

"Snapped!"

Yongzheng slapped little Qianlong on the face, and as if he was not satisfied, he slapped him again with his backhand.

Little Qianlong's eyes were suddenly filled with tears, and he ran out crying, "Wuwuwu".

While running, she cried, "Father, wait for me! I will definitely become the greatest poet of the Qing Dynasty!"

Hearing this, Kangxi in his bedroom sighed again.

See, it arouses rebellious psychology.

I just hope that they, father and son, will not repeat the mistakes of him and Yinreng (the deposed crown prince).