Chapter 12 Chapter Eleven Longevity Lock

The doctor looked down at the longevity lock that had accompanied him for 24 years, and his mind went blank. The longevity lock of the white jade was neatly broken into two on the bluestone road.The crack is horizontal, and just shatters the words "longevity and longevity". This longevity lock is a relic of his mother. When he was very young, he was strictly told that this longevity lock must never be taken off, so he never left his body for a moment even when he took a bath, went to sleep, and even entered the operating room when he grew up.He also wanted to change the red rope tied to the Longevity Lock, but although the red rope has worn out in the past twenty-four years, it is still tied very firmly, so he erased this idea.

Who would have thought that it would break without warning today. The doctor stared blankly at the Longevity Lock that was broken into two halves on the ground. Although he was very indifferent to things outside his body, he couldn't help but feel palpitations when he saw the beautiful jade that had been with him for twenty-four years shattered in front of him.After a moment of heartache in a daze, he came back to his senses and bent down to pick it up. But a slender white hand moved faster than him, and the Longevity Lock that was broken in half lay quietly in the boss's palm in a blink of an eye. The doctor saw that he had no intention of returning it, so he couldn't help looking over it suspiciously.

"Do...do you feel anything?" The boss asked quietly, looking at the doctor's face carefully. "Feeling?" The doctor was puzzled, "What kind of feeling?" These words stopped the boss. The boss looked at the intact doctor as if in disbelief, and then dragged him to the main road without saying a word. "What's the matter? Is something wrong?" The doctor always felt that something was wrong with the boss, the thin lips that had always been drawn into an inscrutable arc, now firmly pursed into a straight line, even the rarely wrinkled lips His long eyebrows were all twisted into a ball.

"Find someone to fix your long-lived lock." The boss stood by the road and waved, stopping a taxi. As soon as the doctor heard this, he obediently followed the boss into the car.He has extraordinary feelings for this longevity lock. Although it has been broken, he has just escaped from the supernatural incident of the White Snake Umbrella just now. He is very curious about what other miracles the boss can perform. Hearing the place name that the boss gave to the driver, the doctor knew that the place he was going to was very far away. He sighed, took out his mobile phone and called Chun Ge, sorry to say that his birthday party would have to be rescheduled.On the other end of the phone, Chun Ge's ambiguous laughter came, teasing that the doctor must have gone to have a candlelight dinner alone with someone.

And candlelight dinner!He was almost eaten by a snake spirit for dinner! The doctor couldn't explain it, so he put down the phone with a wry smile.Taking a peek at the boss sitting beside him, he thought that his birthday was really thrilling. Although the longevity lock that had been worn for twenty-four years broke without warning, making the doctor feel depressed, but once his tense spirit was relaxed, he soon became tired and sleepy.The doctor simply closed his eyes and fell asleep. He didn't know how long it had been before he felt the car stop.He was passively dragged out of the car by the boss, and he realized that they were standing at the door of an extremely luxurious villa.

Seeing the grandeur of this villa, the doctor immediately woke up, his eyes shining. This villa, built in imitation of ancient Chinese style, is actually more like an ancient palace.But it is not completely antique, it adopts a modern streamlined design in many details, and there is no sense of disobedience when it is integrated together.This villa is well-known and often appears in some architectural magazines, so the doctor is very familiar with it.But this is only limited to the appearance. It is said that the interior of the villa refused to be interviewed, so the interior decoration has not been made public so far.

The boss pressed the intercom on the iron door, and the doctor was taken aback. He didn't expect that the person he was looking for lived in this villa. The huge iron gate swung inwards a moment later, revealing a cobbled path.The garden in front of the villa is not big, but in this city where every inch of land is expensive, it is already breathtaking.The doctor looked around and walked forward with the boss. There were simple wind chimes hanging under the eaves of the villa. Occasionally, when the wind blew, the copper wind chimes would make a crisp sound. It was a special scene in the evening sunset.The doctor couldn't help slowing down, wanting to see more, but the boss was very anxious, strode into the villa and the doctor had to follow.

As soon as you enter the villa, you will see a resplendent corridor with many carefully arranged antiques on both sides of the corridor.Although the doctor didn't have time to take a closer look, he knew that these antiques were definitely worth a lot.Behind the long corridor is an extremely bright living room. Floor-to-ceiling windows on both sides can directly see the lake outside. The setting sun is reflected on the lake, sparkling, and the whole living room is glowing with a dazzling yellow light. At first glance, The whole house looks like it's made of gold. The doctor blinked several times before realizing that there was a person sitting on the sofa in the living room.This man has an ordinary face and a medium build. He looks about forty or fifty years old, but his eyes are like a child's, black and white are distinct and extremely clear.The top of his head is bald, without a single hair, reflecting the halo of the setting sun, like an oversized light bulb.The doctor knew that this must be the owner of the villa, and when he didn't know how to address him, the other party smiled at the boss in a very hospitable manner, pointed to the sofa next to him and said, "Rare guest, rare guest! Sit! Sit!"

The boss didn't move, but the doctor reflexively sat down.The sofa is so soft that it makes people fall into a dream all of a sudden, and they don't even have the strength to stand up, and they will never wake up again. The doctor was still a little dazed, but the boss had already handed over the longevity lock that he had been holding in his hand, and said indifferently: "Master, I'll come to you to see if this longevity lock can still be repaired." Hearing what the boss called this person, the doctor suddenly remembered that he had invited this person to give lectures when the museum opened an exhibition.This middle-aged man, known as a master, is a well-known master in the collection industry. The unique skill passed down for generations is to restore antiques.

Unexpectedly, the owner of this villa is him. Although the boss handed over the longevity lock, the master didn't take it, but touched his bald head and smiled shyly: "Boss, it's not like you don't know my rules. It’s for money. But the antiques you brought are not ordinary, and I have to get a hair every time I do it. It’s not that I don’t want to do it, but...you see, my hair has fallen out a long time ago!” The corner of the doctor's mouth twitched when he heard this. He knew that these collectors were somewhat abnormal, but he didn't expect to have such a quirk as hair loss.

The boss's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to say calmly: "Take a look first, and see if it's all right?" "Haha, yes, look! I'll take a look first!" The master rubbed his hands, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wrapped it around and took over the broken longevity lock. The doctor was paying attention to the master's expression at the moment when he took the longevity lock. The master was shocked, sat up straight, picked up the remote control from the coffee table tremblingly, and pressed it a few times. The curtains in the living room were automatically pulled up, blocking the harsh sunlight outside, and the lights in the room were also turned on, soft but bright as day.The doctor watched the master take out a set of various magnifying glasses from the coffee table, and began to carefully observe the longevity lock that was broken in half. The doctor was still waiting for the master to come to a conclusion, but after more than ten minutes passed, the master was still watching over and over again, and he became a little bored.The boss was still standing straight, staring at the master without relaxing his eyes, as if he was afraid that he would lose the longevity lock in a blink of an eye. After more than ten minutes, the master leaned back dejectedly, sank into the soft sofa, and muttered to himself: "Sin...sin!" He repeated these three words, but his voice was astonishing. From unscented to furious, and finally so angry that his face turned red, he waved to the air: "Who is it! Who broke this longevity lock!" The doctor was speechless, and before he could think of an answer, the master turned to him, and said angrily, "It must be you! The boss would not be so reckless, you use the longevity lock to exchange this villa with me." I'll change it with you! How could you break it so carelessly! What a crime!" The doctor was stunned by the master's reaction. From the attitude of the boss, he had already guessed that this piece of longevity lock was an extraordinary product, but he didn't expect it to be so precious!This villa is already the most luxurious in the city, and in addition to being designed by a well-known designer, it has almost become a landmark building in the city.And this small long-lived lock can actually be worth a villa? Thinking about the fact that he used to hang a villa around his neck all day long, the doctor felt extremely painful in his neck. At this moment, the boss snorted coldly and said, "It's only worth a villa? You underestimate this long-lived lock too." But the master yelled as if he was stimulated, "How much did you buy this villa for me? This is the most golden location in the city, how many times an inch of land is more expensive than an inch of gold! You can't buy it even if you have money! Or I exchanged a Song porcelain for the designer to design it for me. The materials are all the most advanced and the best. It is not an exaggeration to call it a work of art! Even if this longevity lock is carved by Lu Zigang, it is worth the price. A villa is about the same!" "It was carved by Lu Zigang? Who is this Lu Zigang?" The doctor was afraid that the two of them would quarrel, so he quickly changed the topic, "Master, how can you tell who carved this longevity lock? I remember that there is no money on it!" "You boy, you don't even know about Lu Zigang! Lu Zigang was the most famous master of jade carving in the late Ming Dynasty. What's more, convex sun patterns, hollow out carvings, and Yin line carvings are all superb methods, especially he can carve bas-relief sculptures. Moreover, his works are all engraved, but the engraved parts are very particular, mostly in the inconspicuous places such as the bottom cover of the vessel. According to legend, Ming Shenzong once ordered him to carve a jade pot and strictly prohibited him from Signing the name, Lu Zigang skillfully put the name on the inside of the mouth of the jade pot by using the internal engraving skills that only rely on the feel of the hand." The master has been lonely for a day, and finally someone came to listen to his class, and immediately began to talk endlessly , "Although this longevity lock has not been signed, but look at the back, there are two characters in the lotus pattern. It is the word 'Zi Gang'." The doctor took half of the longevity lock handed over by the master, picked up a magnifying glass and looked carefully, and found two tactful seal scripts, which happened to connect the lines on the lotus flower, which can be described as a wonderful workmanship.The doctor found it amazing that he had worn this longevity lock inseparably for twenty-four years. He remembered all the subtleties in his heart, but he never found that there were two words in the pattern of the lotus flower. "Little Lu Zigang, I told him not to leave inscriptions on the Longevity Lock. He is really so stubborn, no wonder he was killed by the emperor in the end." The boss sighed from the side, but the tone was completely different from what the master said. It's different, just like knowing Lu Zigang. "Ah? He's dead?" The doctor felt that what he said was wrong as soon as he said it. He was a person in the late Ming Dynasty. How could he not die?So consciously and embarrassingly added, "He was killed?" "Yes, it is said that once after making a jade carving for the emperor, Lu Zigang engraved his name on the pattern of the dragon's head, which offended the emperor and was unfortunately killed. Lu Zigang died young and had no descendants, and his unique skills were annihilated. That's why Zigang jade handed down from generation to generation is extremely rare. Although there are countless fakes in later generations, the Zigang jade that has been identified as indeed coming from him is either placed in a museum or hidden in a private home. There are dozens of pieces. That's all." The master sighed regretfully, and took the longevity lock back from the doctor's hand, rubbing it regretfully. The doctor is still in the fog, always feeling like he is listening to a story, which is not connected with the longevity lock he wears all day long. The master suddenly exclaimed: "No, this jade bag is shiny, extremely moist, more than moist, and full of aura. It should be older...but there is no trace of rusticity..." The master inspected it under the light repeatedly. He became more and more excited, "This jade has been coiled for at least two or three hundred years, what a crime! What a crime! Boy, where did you get this jade from!" The last sentence was said to the doctor fiercely, and the doctor replied blankly: "It is my mother's relic... It can't be regarded as my mother's relic. My grandfather said that when I was born prematurely, a gentleman gave me Let me wear this longevity lock next to my body in the future and never take it off. I have been wearing it like this for twenty-four years, and today the red string broke suddenly, and the longevity lock broke..." The master's face became distorted the more he listened.As soon as he saw this young boy, he knew that he was a ignorant person. This jade cannot be worn close to the body, and it cannot be contaminated with chemicals such as soap. If it is nourished and radiant, it means that this jade material has been plated for hundreds of years or even longer before carving. Pan jade is worn for a long time, just like a butterfly struggling through a chrysalis, jade gradually sheds its rough soil shell.Even though the ancient jade has the most beautiful color, if it is not used, it will be invisible, the color of the jade is even more difficult to see, and the nature of the jade will not return, just like a stubborn stone.Therefore, the predecessors attached great importance to and paid attention to the method of pan jade. In "Gu Yu Bian", pan jade is divided into three types: Wen Pan, Wu Pan and Italian Pan.Wenpan is worn all year round and carefully cared for, even for decades. Wupan uses a piece of white cloth to rub the jade, and uses the high temperature generated by the friction to force the jade out. Although the time is much faster than the Wenpan, it can be slightly If you are not careful, the beautiful jade will be destroyed in one day.The meaning plate is even more ethereal. Please hold it in the palm of a virtuous person, choose a place where spiritual energy gathers, and communicate with the jade with your mind. Only people with extremely high levels of thought can do it.At the beginning, the master only focused on the sculptor of the broken longevity lock, but when he noticed the jade material of this piece of jade, he almost jumped up. This kind of jade, only Lu Zigang is willing to use his knives, and only Lu Zigang's jade carving skills can be worthy of this piece of jade. The master was stunned for a long time, and finally heaved a long sigh: "If this long-lived lock is intact, let alone this villa, I will replace both of them with you." The doctor was already numb to hearing, anyway, this longevity lock has been broken, so it doesn't matter how he blows it. The boss said calmly from the side: "In addition to all the collections in your villa, they are not worth this longevity lock." The master changed his face, but he didn't turn his face.Although his villa is valuable, the collections in this villa are even more precious, many of which are rare treasures passed down from generation to generation. When the boss said this, the master almost wanted to jump up and argue with him.But his family and the boss are real friends, and the boss and his grandfather are best friends, but he also knows that he never makes random remarks on the issue of antiques. The master held the longevity lock and began to think hard, thinking about which piece of jade in his impression would be so precious. After thinking for a long time, he "puchi" smiled and said, "Boss, don't tell me that this longevity lock is Jia Baoyu's pass. Lingbao jade, the characters on that piece don’t match up!” But apart from that piece of jade, the master really couldn’t think of anything else. "Psychic jade is not ordinary, it will not be easily broken, and every time I will find a destined person." The boss pouted slightly, "The jade in your hand is made of the same piece as He's Bi. It is the leftover scrap from carving He's Bi." "He Shibi?" The master was shocked, knowing that if what the boss said was true, then this longevity lock is indeed priceless.The jade handed down from the Warring States Period, thousands of years of inheritance, coupled with Lu Zigang's carved jade, is simply a priceless treasure!But such a priceless treasure, which has been intact for a long time, is broken so easily today!The master's eyes were almost red, and he glared at the doctor beside him. The doctor shrank back on the sofa, feeling that the temperature of the air conditioner in the living room was too low. "Heshibi was discovered in Jingshan by Bian He, an expert jade cutter during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods. At that time, after several exiles, it finally returned to Qin Dynasty, and the jade seal was made by Qin Shihuang. When the Jade Seal of Chuanguo was made, there were two pieces of Heshibi, one big and one small. The big one was the size of a palm, and the white jade was like suet. , the small piece is the size of a finger, and the canglan is like water. Because he didn't think about how to carve it, Qin Shihuang gave this big and small piece of jade to his son. The big piece was given to his eldest son Fusu, and the small piece was given to his son. That piece was given to the youngest son, Hu Hai." The boss came slowly, his slightly hoarse voice echoing in the empty living room, as if carrying vicissitudes of memory. The master's eyes turned, and the focus of attention was obviously different: "After the Qin Dynasty was destroyed, the imperial jade seal belonged to Liu Bang of the Han Dynasty. Those who got the imperial jade seal won the world. This Heshibi has been changing hands in the emperor's hands until it was passed down to the Tang Dynasty, and the Five Dynasties At that time, the world was in chaos, and the imperial seal that was handed down was unknown..." He looked at the boss, although he didn't know the origin of the boss's life experience at all, but after decades of intercourse, he also knew many things that had disappeared in the long river of history. The rare treasure is hidden in the dumb house.Of course he didn't want to be able to take it as his own, but such a legendary treasure, even if he took a fancy to it, was worth it in this life. But the boss didn't understand what he meant, and he was still immersed in the long memory. The figure of Qin Shihuang holding the jade seal in his hand and looking at the world vaguely appeared in front of his eyes, but in a blink of an eye he became Ziying holding He Shibi and kneeling in front of Liu Bang to accept surrender. scene…… The boss suddenly coughed heart-piercingly. The doctor quickly poured a glass of water and handed it over, but was surprised to see blood oozing from between the boss's fingers covering his mouth. Between the fingers that were as pale as white paper, the color of the blood was extremely glaring. The doctor displayed his professionalism at this time, and quickly calmed down. Simple check.But the boss waved his hand away, took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe off the blood stains on his lips and palms, and asked the shocked master like a normal person, "I'm running out of time, why not?" Tell you more, can you repair this longevity lock?" The master scratched his bald head, and said in embarrassment: "If it is ordinary jade, I will try to stick it, but if the jade is broken, it proves that it has blocked the owner. It must not be worn again. Wrap it in a red cloth and put it away. Not to mention such a precious piece of jade, if it is not handled properly, it will cause big trouble. Jade has spirituality, but it also has evil nature. Broken jade can easily provoke some bad things ..." The master felt sorry for himself while talking, got up and solemnly handed back the longevity lock that was broken in two to the boss. How could the boss not know these things the master said, but suddenly seeing the jade that he had protected for thousands of years suddenly shattered, he was in a state of confusion and couldn't accept it. Over the years, he has seen so many ancient relics smashed and destroyed in front of him, thinking that he has long been indifferent.It doesn't seem like that, it's just because what was broken was not something that I cherished. The boss took the long-lived lock that was still half-warmed with body temperature from the master, looked at the doctor who was in good spirits but worried about him, and thought over and over again in his heart that "the broken jade is just for the master to block the catastrophe" This sentence. Could it be that he had misunderstood all along?Is it a good thing that this longevity lock is broken? The boss collected himself, took a deep breath and cupped his hands at the master, "Excuse me, I'm leaving first." But because of his action, the master saw the hole in the Chinese tunic suit on his body, and his face changed drastically: "You, why is your clothes torn?" The boss smiled lightly and said, "Clothes are clothes, and they can be broken. How can clothes not be broken?" The doctor pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and noticed that the attitudes of the two were very different, as if the owner of the clothes was a master, but the boss didn't care.Could it be that this dress is also an antique?The doctor stared at the crimson red dragon on the Chinese tunic, and didn't think that the scenes he saw before were illusions—he really saw the dragon moving. The master's face was as cold as ice, he grabbed the boss's arm, led him to the side room, and said viciously, "Come with me." "Didn't you say that all my hair has fallen out, so you can't fix things for me?" The boss raised his eyebrows and said jokingly. "Just try, I'm not sure, after all, my craftsmanship is much worse than my grandfather's, and I can't make up such a lifelike red dragon." The master's voice sounded a little disappointed. The doctor watched the two men disappear into the inner room, and consciously did not follow, but it did not prevent him from hearing these two words in his ears.The moving dragon also has the credit of this grand master?Embroidery for men?The doctor instructed him that if there was a mirror in front of him, he would definitely see how distorted his expression was. As soon as the two left, the doctor became bored, but he had to leave without saying goodbye, so he sat down again in the living room.Fortunately, there is a bookshelf in the living room, on which there are many books and magazines. The doctor browses casually and enjoys himself while drinking tea.However, these magazines about the collection industry were too boring, and the sofa was too soft and comfortable. At the end of reading it, he simply fell down on the sofa and fell asleep completely. Knowing that they were woken up by the boss, the doctor realized that they had slept until after eleven o'clock in the evening, and the master drove them back by himself.The doctor peeked at the boss and found that the torn part of his clothes was only roughly stitched up with thread, and the stitches were terrible, not even as good as his suturing skills. Just such a needlework, how many hours have you been busy? The doctor expressed his disdain by complaining in his heart, but he cleverly didn't show it on his face. The master drove them to the door of Yashe and turned back. The doctor wanted to yawn and stretch, but when he got out of the car and was blown by the cold wind, he regained his energy immediately. "Do you want to go back first? Or go in and sit down?" Seeing that the doctor didn't intend to leave, the boss asked politely. "Go in and sit down, I still have something to ask you." The doctor looked at the boss with flickering eyes, and the questions in his heart urgently needed to be answered. The boss didn't deny it, bowed his head and pushed open the carved door of Yashe, took out a match from the cabinet next to the door, and lit the Changxin Palace Lantern at the door. The bright lights danced in the silent night when the Western clock of the Republic of China on the Baibao Pavilion suddenly began to chime—it was twelve o'clock at midnight. The boss let out a long breath, thinking that the doctor's birthday had finally passed, and was thinking that he had successfully passed the age of twenty-four, and when he escaped, he suddenly felt a strong force coming from behind, and he was unprepared. He staggered after being hit, and took a step forward to support the counter before barely standing still. Looking back in a hurry, the boss was shocked to find that the doctor had closed his eyes tightly and was leaning on his back, already unconscious. He felt as if he was walking in a thick fog. The fog is so thick that you can't see the surrounding situation at all. Even when you stretch out your hand, you can only see some shadows, completely lost your way.Even when I looked down, I couldn't see my feet, and I didn't know what was in front of me. The doctor didn't dare to move at all. What is going on?His last memory was walking into Ya She, why did he get here in the blink of an eye? The doctor was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt voices coming from a distance.Standing so stupid is definitely not an option. The doctor decided that he must be in a dream, so he also felt that there would be no threat to his safety, so he followed the voice and walked over. The fog gradually thinned out, and the doctor saw that he was stepping on green bricks.These blue bricks were different from the ones he had seen in the secret room of Ya She. The blue bricks under his feet were perfectly carved, inlaid with gold leaf and various jade stones, which were jaw-droppingly gorgeous. At this time, the fog around him had slowly dissipated, and the doctor found that he was in an extremely magnificent palace surrounded by many people in complicated ancient costumes.Seeing this all of a sudden, the doctor was startled at first, but he was relieved when he realized that these people couldn't see him at all. It was indeed a dream.The doctor looked back and forth in the palace with great interest, and what attracted his attention the most was a man in a Chinese dress standing in the front.The man was tall and mighty, standing straight, like a tall and straight pine and cypress, with a heroic appearance.He was only in his twenties, but he possessed an aura of dominance. The doctor couldn't help but look at him twice, only to find that he was holding a swaddle in his hand, and there was a sleeping soundly baby inside. "There is Fusu in the mountains, and Hehua in Xi. The king's eldest son, let's call him Fusu!" The tall man with the baby in his arms said with a smile, and a group of officials below began to congratulate repeatedly.The sound of congratulations one after another woke up the sleeping baby, and the baby began to cry loudly, while the doctors watching were stunned. Fusu?How many people can have this name in this world?There is only one son Fusu in history. Could it be that this tall and mighty man is Qin Shihuang? The doctor wanted to take another look, when the mist that had dissipated reappeared, covering the entire space almost in an instant, not only covering the sight, but also blocking the sound, gradually even the sound of the baby crying Also no longer heard. The doctor thought he was in a dream, so he didn't panic and waited patiently. Not long after, the mist suddenly dissipated again, and this time it was replaced with a more majestic palace, but the basic structure was similar to the original one, even the blue bricks under the feet were the same.It looked like a place for discussion, with various officials sitting on the left and right, the man suspected of Qin Shihuang was sitting at the top, and what surprised the doctor was the man who was reporting the discussion in public. Children about ten years old.There were at least a hundred people above the main hall, but this little boy was unafraid and talked eloquently, and the empty hall echoed with a crisp unison. Could this be the legendary Mr. Fusu? The doctor has already discovered that the appearance of the suspected Qin Shihuang has lost the remaining childishness between his brows, and his demeanor has become more calm and majestic. He looks about to be in his thirties. Obviously, this scene has been many years after the birth of his son Fusu.But this ten-year-old boy has no similarity to Qin Shihuang above the hall. Anyway, relying on the fact that people here couldn't see him at all, the doctor didn't stop until he walked in front of Xiaotong.This little boy had red lips and white teeth, and his height was only around his waist. The more the doctor looked at him, the more he felt that this little boy was very familiar, and the answer seemed to come out in his heart. While he was wondering, the doctor suddenly felt someone slap on his back, and a familiar voice said with a sigh of relief: "I finally found you." As soon as the doctor turned his head, he saw the pale boss, and then looked back and forth between him and the boy as if he had seen a ghost, but he couldn't say a word with his mouth open. The boss smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't expect you to come here. That's right, this kid is me when I was a child." The doctor felt as if his throat was being choked, and he stared at the boss in disbelief. He began to feel that this was not a dream, no matter how outrageous his fantasy was, he would never dream of a dream with such a complete set. At this time, a majestic voice sounded in the hall, and said slowly: "Gan Luo envoy Zhao won the land of Hejian without a single soldier, and his achievements are commendable. You were granted the title of Shangqing, and your ancestor Gan Maotian's house was restored. give it." The doctor pointed to the little boy in the hall who bowed his head to thank him, and asked eagerly, "You... this is Gan Luo? That prodigy Gan Luo who was called at the age of twelve?" "In the Qin system, the rank of the prime minister is similar to that of the Shangqing, so there is a saying of twelve years old." The boss looked at everything around him with nostalgia, and finally fixed his eyes on one place.The doctor followed his line of sight and found that there was a boy in his teens standing on the screen behind Qin Shihuang Yingzheng. "This is Mr. Fusu?" The doctor always felt that looking at this person, there was something strange in his heart, but he couldn't describe what it was.Before he could clear his mind, the mist surrounded them in an instant, and even the palace was hidden.The strange thing is that although the fog is very thick, the doctor can still see the boss standing beside him. "I know you have doubts, keep reading, and you will know everything you want to know." The boss said lightly, in the mist, he looked a little illusory. The doctor regained his composure. Although what the boss said was unbelievable, he had indeed heard the boss say that the white snake was a medicinal snake raised by his master, and that white snake was more than two thousand years old. More than two thousand years ago, Gan Luo looks so much like the boss... Could it be that the boss is really Gan Luo? The doctor looked at the boss for a moment, the fog was thick, and the look in his eyes became more and more confusing.The doctor suddenly remembered that in the official history, the date of Gan Luo's birth and death is unknown, and there is no record in the history books about the end of this shocking child prodigy.It stands to reason that even if Gan Luo, a nobleman of the Qin State, died, he should be able to find a few words in the history of the Qin Dynasty. Instantly disappeared. Or...the history books didn't record the cause of Gan Luo's death, because he didn't die at all? The doctor suddenly felt his mouth dry, and when he was about to ask, the fog suddenly dissipated.The scene this time is not a palace, but a study room with elegant decoration.It seems that a few years have passed, and Gan Luo has grown from a child to a teenager. His face is more and more similar to that of the boss, but there is no special deep temperament of the boss between his brows, and some are just innocent and innocent. "Emperor Qin named me Shangqing, because I couldn't bear the merits of my envoy to Zhao State at that time, and it was not on the whim of the first emperor, but to appease the old nobles of Qin State. Although I am named Shangqing, I am No one regards me as Shangqing. The Emperor Shihuang seemed to have known that this would happen, and soon after, he asked me to study with his son Fusu, that is to say, he became his companion." The boss said slowly, and the doctor also looked at it. The son Fusu, who had grown into a young man, walked into the study room, and the two began to discuss political affairs very familiarly, sometimes clapping hands and laughing, sometimes arguing with red faces. Only then did the doctor know why Gan Luo's deeds in history ended when he was twelve years old, because Gan Luo became the prince's companion, and he was actually Qin Shihuang's staff prepared to help Su.If the son helps Su ascend the throne, then the dormant Ganluo will surely shine in the history of the Qin Dynasty. It's a pity that the last Qin II was not Fusu, but his younger brother Hu Hai. The doctor couldn't help feeling sad from the bottom of his heart when he thought that the first true crown prince in China, this gentle and jade-like young man, would die young.This feeling is really hard to explain. Originally, as a conscientious doctor, he has long been able to treat life and death indifferently. Besides, Mr. Fusu died more than two thousand years ago. Why should he feel sorry for him? ah? The doctor quickly adjusted his mood, subconsciously turned his head to look at the boss, and took a panoramic view of the other party's nostalgic eyes. It should be him who feels the most. Doctors don't know what it's like to live alone in the world for more than two thousand years, watching their relatives and friends die one by one, leaving only themselves displaced... The doctor suddenly understood why the boss was in the antique business.Only those ancient relics, like him, have a long history, with a rich history, watching the things that are right and wrong from generation to generation... The fog comes and goes, scene after scene, sometimes for a moment, sometimes for a long time.The doctor felt as if he was looking at a person's memory. Nine out of ten it should belong to the boss, he thought. In the scene that appeared in the mist, there were more and more figures of Qin Shihuang. The doctor couldn't understand the half-text conversation between them, and felt that the discussions were all political affairs and boring, so he stopped asking the boss for translation.At this time, the screen just happened to be set on the thrilling scene that has been chanted through the ages——Jing Ke's assassination of the King of Qin. Jing Ke knelt down in front of Emperor Qin calmly, and handed over the map obediently.The scroll of the map was unfolded inch by inch, and finally, seeing Tuqiong's dagger, Jing Ke quickly stretched out his hand and grabbed Shihuang's sleeve, and with the other hand, a dagger gleaming with cold light pierced through the air-the sharp sword stabbed at Qin Shihuang, Qin Shihuang broke free and tore apart the scroll. sleeve, dodged a sword. Jing Ke's sword failed, he came with the determination to die, and vowed not to give up until he killed King Qin.The king of Qin drew his sword to meet him, and wounded Jing Ke.Blood spattered, Jing Ke threw the dagger at the King of Qin, but failed again, but was stabbed by the King of Qin again, and fell to the ground wounded. Seeing Jing Ke struggling and shouting at King Qin's tyranny, the doctor couldn't help asking: "Boss, do you think Qin Shihuang is a tyrant?" 老板瞥了他一眼，淡淡道：“太子丹派荆轲刺杀始皇帝，始皇帝险些失去性命，但是秦灭燕时，甚至都没有伤害燕国王公大臣的性命。始皇帝一统中原占领六国后，没有屠城，没有对六国的王公贵族进行屠杀，而这些人，后来却成为反秦的主要力量。若是始皇帝真的是暴君，那楚国人刘邦为何可以做官？那楚国的贵族后裔项羽为何可以顺利长大？” 医生闻言一愣，因为老板的言论，也因为正好此时荆轲被一拥而上的秦兵斩于殿下。飞溅的鲜血几乎都要流淌到他的脚下，虽然这幅画面和他相隔了两千多年的岁月，可医生几乎仍能闻到那股慑人的血腥味。“你说反秦的是六国的王公贵族？可是我记得最先起义的是大泽乡的陈胜吴广吧？他们可都是平民啊，是秦始皇的徭役太重逼得他们造反的。” 老板冷哼了一声道：“汉朝的司马迁说，陈胜吴广暴动是因为徭役迟到了要斩首。可是近期出土的秦简却说，迟到五天以内的处罚只是口头批评，五天以上也只是罚款。人人都说秦朝的法律严苛，而相反的事实是，秦帝国的法律中，已经出现了西方两千年以后才出现的保护罪犯的条款。《史记》中也记载了，秦始皇交办的案件，多次不能破案，这在后世是无法想象的。因为酷刑之下，即使找不到罪犯，也能找到替死鬼。这说明了秦朝根本没有酷刑逼供，相比以后朝代的冤狱无数，秦朝已经算是开明的了。” 医生听得毫无反驳之力，虽然觉得语塞，可是却又觉得新奇。“难道说，秦始皇是个英明神武毫无缺点的皇帝喽？那些罪状，难道都是编排的不成？” “有什么罪状？说来听听。”老板微微一笑，对于世人对秦始皇的偏见，他也是憋了两千年的气了，若是换了和其他人说这种话，八成会认为他是疯子。他又转头细细打量着医生，他现在就站在这里，他能看得到两千多年的场景，命运辗转数千年，兜兜转转，却在当下，仿佛间回到了起点——当年的他和她，也是这样，站在光滑的青砖之上，议论朝政，辩论国事，没有谁是太子，没有谁是伴读的书童，有的只是共同的理想和志向——建立一个千秋万代的大秦！ 他虽然还没找回他前世的记忆，但这种和人争议得畅快淋漓的感觉，他已是许久许久都没有经历过了…… 医生没注意到老板恍惚的神情，搜肠刮肚地回想着秦始皇的暴虐罪状，先捡轻的说道：“他妄杀无辜！” “哼，始皇帝在位37年，没有杀过一名将军或者大臣。后世的历朝历代，对于灭亡的前朝，都是毫无例外的斩草除根。更有甚者，连对待本朝的人，也要赶尽杀绝。汉高祖刘邦可是几乎杀了所有跟他造反的战友，无一例外的都是满门抄斩。后世有人骂刘邦是暴君吗？没有。因为恨他的人都被斩草除根，彻底被消灭了。连司马迁写的《史记》都不敢乱言，否则汉武帝刘彻会轻松地把他书写多年的心血付之一炬。”老板的脸上浮上了鄙夷。 “那秦始皇不也焚书坑儒了吗？这不也是把骂他的人斩草除根了吗？”医生愤愤不平。 老板并没有立刻反驳，而是静待着周围的迷雾散去。此时画面是在一处春意盎然的御花园中，坐在躺椅上的秦始皇并不是一副威严的模样，而是一脸慈爱地逗弄着怀中的小孩。扶苏和甘罗站在远处，已是成年人的扶苏难掩一脸的羡慕。 “这小孩是谁？”医生忘记了刚刚的辩论，同样惊讶于秦始皇难得一见的温情。 老板闭了闭双目，长叹了口气道：“他就是胡亥。” 医生倒抽了一口凉气，这就是真正暴虐败家的秦二世胡亥？虽然他知道秦始皇可能有着这样那样的罪状，但毕竟对方是一统中原的始皇帝，而他一手打下的江山，竟没有像他预料般的传至千秋万代，而是在秦二世手中就断送了。看着那天真无邪的小孩子，医生怎么也想象不到他长大后会变得那么残暴无情。 “还记得我说过长命锁的玉料吗？就是这时候，始皇帝统一了中原，把和氏璧打磨成了传国玉玺，剩余的两块玉料便赐给了长子扶苏和幺子胡亥。”老板淡淡地说道。此时画面上正好展现的是扶苏接过那块晶莹如玉的玉料，不敢任意雕琢，只是配了红绳，贴身佩带。 “这……我记得战国时候王国的继承人好像没有立长立嫡的说法吧？”医生也意会到了老板话中的深意。 “是的，所以虽然明面上扶苏的继承权是第一位，可是有眼睛的人都会看出来始皇帝对胡亥的偏爱。”老板看着变幻的画面中秦始皇对扶苏劈头盖脸的喝骂，轻叹了口气，“其实始皇帝对扶苏公子严苛，是因为他想把这个帝国交到扶苏手中。溺爱胡亥，是因为这个小儿子以后不用继承这个庞大的国家。唉……其实扶苏公子，根本不喜欢权谋政事，最喜欢看的是医书……”最后一句话，老板说得极轻，但却忍不住朝身边的医生看去。 医生没有听到老板的最后一句话，内心充满了吐槽，若秦始皇没有给胡亥错误的认知，一视同仁的话，那么也许就不会有后面的事情发生了。不过话又说回来，一个皇帝如果连宠爱谁的自有都没有的话，那岂不是太悲哀了？ 两人因为这个插曲，并没有继续辩论下去，恢复了融洽的氛围。老板看着变幻不定的迷雾场景，偶尔给医生指点那些人物事件，医生听得津津有味，倒像是在看一场真实3D投影的电视连续剧。 “啊，对了，秦始皇还有一大罪状，大兴土木！长城、阿房宫、骊山陵墓，哪个不是大工程？”医生看到画面上秦始皇站在地图前开始研究长城的修建地点，便想起了之前他们提到的话题。 老板撇了撇嘴角，轻叹道：“秦朝争霸六国之后，剩下的士兵怎么办？解甲归田？这不是解决的办法。久安必乱，要不是继续对外扩张，就是大兴土木。历朝历代，无一例外。像后世的汉武帝多次出兵征讨匈奴，隋唐宋明也无一例外，就连清朝的康熙在和平年代都御驾亲征，这是一种解决内部矛盾的办法。” 医生听了茅塞顿开，这方法确实从古到今都在用，更别说现今社会了，某大国还为了转移国内的经济危机，掀起了什么什么战争呢！ 老板见医生并没有反驳，便继续说道：“后世对于长城的褒贬暂且不提，但秦朝之后，历朝历代都会修建长城，难道还不能说明长城的重要性吗？始皇帝没有进行对外扩张是考虑到民生问题，我空口说白话你可能不相信，出土的《睡虎地秦墓竹简》确确实实地记载着，秦朝的徭役是有工钱拿的，有管饭，甚至配发衣服的。你觉得，老百姓是愿意打仗呢？还是愿意打工呢？” 医生彻底哑口无言，脑袋里回荡着老板的言论，一团浆糊。 “这里，就是焚书坑儒的真相。”老板突然说道。医生立时瞪大了双眼，老板怕他光从几个场景看不出来所以然，便徐徐解释道：“焚书坑儒的导火索，是因为始皇帝追求长生不老，但又怕被毒杀，给他进献药丸的术士都必须同时做两颗药丸，专门有几个试药的侍从试药。待一个月后如果没有什么异状，才服下药丸。然后，某一天，试药的某个侍从，暴毙。” 画面上的秦始皇正在大发雷霆，底下一干人等噤若寒蝉。医生皱眉道：“现代研究已经证明，古代炼丹术里含有的汞、矾等物质，是重金属，对人体了有剧毒，积累到一定程度肯定会有副作用。事实上历史上死于服丹而亡的帝王有好多个，唐太宗李世民传说就是因为这个死的。追求什么长生不老啊……”医生忽然住了嘴，因为他这才发现，他身边貌似就有个长生不老的人。 老板毫不在意地点了点头道：“是的，但当时无人知道丹药从根本上就有毒。也无从查证到底那名试药侍从是吃了谁做的丹药而死，再加之查出侯生、卢生等人贪赃枉法，挥霍殆尽携款潜逃的事件，始皇帝决定杀掉有关的术士。用现代的话来讲，就是骗取科研经费，带不了违法者四百六十三人，人人证据确凿，其罪当诛，逐一斩首。只有这么一次坑儒事件，准确的说实际上是坑术事件。在《史记》里，司马迁也认为是坑术士，后世以讹传讹，添油加醋，才变成了坑杀无数书生。至于焚书，前一阵出土的秦简仍在，若是真的焚书，那又怎么会有大量的秦简出土？秦始皇烧的，只不过是六国的贵族藏书而已，为的就是想抹去他们的历史，防止他们动乱，结果没想到光是仁慈的焚书，根本无法阻止人们造反的心。” 医生此时已经彻底断绝了和老板争论的心，老老实实地沉浸在这个历史的画卷中，后面讲述的故事也多多少少颠覆了他的认知。秦始皇独揽大权事必躬亲，随着时间的推移，他发觉只有他活着才能支撑这个帝国的运转，所以开始多次去各地巡视，留扶苏公子在朝中执政。可是扶苏公子仁义忠厚，和秦始皇的治国理念完全相反。多番冲突后，秦始皇才把他丢到边塞参军，打算磨练他数年，希望培养出一个刚毅果敢的扶苏。甘罗，也就是当年的老板，作为扶苏公子的伴读也随行。 此后的场景便很少再有秦始皇的出现，多是非常单调的军旅生活，塞外征战果然使扶苏从一名贵公子成长为一名优秀的将领。而在不知几次春去秋来之后，忽然有人传来了秦始皇的旨意。一旨诏书传至上郡，竟是责备扶苏办事不力，赐其与将军蒙恬自尽。 医生呆呆地看着，他自是知道这旨意其实是胡亥和赵高的假传圣旨——秦始皇早就在那次东巡的路上就宾天了。而扶苏也不像历史上所写的那样软弱到拔剑自刎，而是想和蒙恬将军带兵冲回咸阳去询问真相，但胡亥和赵高的人早有准备，把在帐篷内开始有反抗之意的扶苏毫不留情地斩杀。 尽管相隔了两千多年的时光，医生看到那些士兵持着剑朝扶苏刺去时，还是忍不住失声惊呼。 因为他竟然发现一直站在他身旁的老板冲了过去，奋不顾身地挡在了扶苏的身前。 医生眼睁睁地看着那柄剑带着寒光，透过了老板虚幻的身体，直接插在了扶苏的胸膛上。 老板回过头来，愣愣地站在那里。 “这不怪你……”医生知道老板当年并不在场，若是他在的话，恐怕就会做出刚刚的那种举动。一时间，医生的心中充满了庆幸，幸亏老板不在。 只是，看着在血泊中死不瞑目的扶苏，医生的背脊间窜起一股凉意。 扶苏怀里，那块秦始皇御赐的玉料掉在了地上，医生看着那块玉被温热的鲜血浸染，不由得遍体生寒。 “其实并不是正义能战胜邪恶，而是历史只有胜利的一方才能书写。这世间，胜的一方才永远是正义。”老板缥缈的声音传来，医生却来不及细想，重新地陷入了黑暗中。 医生像是从一个深海的海底般浮上了水面，艰难地睁开了双眼。哑舍内那熟悉昏暗的灯火跳动在眼前。 他从椅子上坐起身，揉了揉微痛的额角。一抬手便停住了，因为他手中拿着的，就是那块碎成两半的长命锁。医生愣愣地看了片刻，忽道：“我刚刚看到的记忆，其实是扶苏的吧？” 两半给他倒了杯茶，闻言点了点头道：“是的。扶苏惨死，我帮刘邦破秦，替扶苏报了仇后，便一直在寻找扶苏的转世。” “你帮刘邦破秦？”医生拿起茶杯直接一饮而尽，滚烫的茶水滑过喉咙，让他忍不住咋起舌来。 “嗯，我本来选中的是项羽，可没想到他居然毁了咸阳，烧了阿房宫，杀了所有秦朝的皇族将相。”老板说到这里顿了顿，像是回忆起了当时的情景，捏着茶壶的手甚至都有些僵硬，半晌之后才续道，“所以我转而投向了刘邦。” 医生呵呵干笑了两声：“你不会告诉你，说你是韩信吧？”他本是开玩笑说的这句话，可是没想到话一出口，老板却淡然地点了点头。这下医生却完全说不出话来了，只能抢过老板手中的茶壶给自己倒了杯茶水。他面前的这家伙既然活了两千余年，那么还有什么不能相信的呢？天知道他还在历史上都扮演过什么角色…… 又喝了几杯茶水压惊，盖好了茶壶盖，这才平静地说道：“找到了，可是不知道什么原因，扶苏的转世每次都是夭折，最多也只能活到十二岁。因为时间太过于短暂，所以很多时候我都不能及时找到，疲于奔波。我花费了极为漫长的岁月，才发现只有让扶苏的转世戴上当年他贴身佩戴了数年的玉料，才能延长生命。所以我让陆子冈雕琢出了这块长命锁，可饶是如此，也只能让扶苏的转世在世间存活二十四年。” 医生虽然早就猜到了些许情况，但当老板说完最后一句话直直看向他时，还是生生地打了个冷战。医生扯出一个僵硬的笑容，讪讪地说道：“你是不是认错人了？我都过了二十四岁了，现在还活得好好的啊？” 老板看着他摇了摇头道：“不，我没有认错人。你还记得之前那个水苍玉的基督像吗？” “记得，怎么会不记得？那个人还是我就回来的呢！怎么？”医生当然还记得那个诡异的事件。因为那个水苍玉的基督像，本来被害死的宁琪琪占据了畅销推理小说家萧寂的身体，而萧寂则被他佩带的水苍玉基督像吸收了灵魂。医生正想再唠叨两句，却看着老板从柜台里拿出来一个小盒子，那个水苍玉的基督像正静静地躺在里面。 “宁琪琪把这枚基督像送给我了。我让馆长去做了鉴定，刀工虽然是最近的产物，但玉料却是两千多年前的。”老板说罢怕一时听不懂，又加了一句道，“正是那块始皇帝赐给胡亥的青色玉料，和你手中的长命锁出自同一块和氏璧。” 医生为之哑然，他今天已经接受了太多太多的震撼，决定还是什么都不说，光听结论便罢。 “我也是刚刚才知道，原来扶苏公子的一魂一魄在临死前，被锁在了这块玉料中。魂魄不全的扶苏，转世自然早夭。而今天长命锁碎了，那属于扶苏的一魂一魄才重新释放出来，我和你刚刚看到的一切，都是在这长命锁中扶苏公子残留下来的回忆。”老板说得很慢，慢得几乎是一个字一个字从他牙缝间逼出来的一般。 医生觉得头晕晕的，但他还是善于抽取能听懂的话语来听，所以回味了片刻后，他眨了眨眼睛，指着自己道：“就是说，我命中的大劫已经顺利地过去了？以后我可以万事无忧地生活了下去了？” 对于自己是不是扶苏转世，医生根本不感兴趣。刚刚看的那些场景，他权当成是全息3D的电视连续剧，没有太多的感触。毕竟那是两千多年前事情了，就算再纠结又有什么用？等天亮了，他还是要走出去上班，穿上白大褂治病救人，他的前世是英雄还是狗熊对他的生活根本没有半点改变。 老板闻言露出了一个笑容，缓缓点头道：“是的，没有任何问题了，不光是今世的你，以后转世投胎的你，也会和平常人一样归于命运的掌控，再也不会有早夭的事情发生了。” 医生莫名地觉得老板说的话有些凄凉，可是却不知道到底哪里不对劲。心中烦躁的他刚想问出口，就骇然看着老板的嘴角开始不断地溢出鲜血，而那笑容却依旧挂在他苍白的脸上。 “是的，你终于能好好的活着了，我的使命终于结束了……我……也该休息了……”