Chapter 87 Chapter 28 The Truth in 1971

Seeing that my uncle was about to play tricks again, I jumped up angrily, but after thinking about it calmly, my uncle might be telling the truth.Although my uncle was not forgiving, he taught the three cousins ​​to scold me and my father, but what they scolded was almost all the truth, not fabricated.In fact, I also suspect that my uncle is lying to me, how could my father be that kind of person, but now that my uncle has become Lao Yan's puppet, how can this matter be faked. The eldest uncle sat down with the little cousin, without looking at the two cousins, as if they would not feel sorry for them if they died of sleep.Mu Qingxiang and I also sat in front of my uncle, and wanted to patiently ask my uncle why he made such a statement, why everyone thought he had been to the ancient city of Yuequan, but now he denies it, and he doesn't even know whether the ancient city of Yuequan exists .

"Lu Jianxin, I know you respect that bastard Lu Liancheng, but you were really deceived by him." The uncle seemed unwilling to mention it. "No matter what the truth is, you tell me first, and I will distinguish the true from the false." I asked urgently. Mu Qingxiang was also a little puzzled, she asked: "Could it be that you were not the one who went to the ancient city of Yuequan back then, but Lu Liancheng?" "This Mu girl is really smart, she guessed right. The only one who went there and came back alive was Lu Liancheng." The uncle affirmed.

I felt uncomfortable when I heard it. My uncle and my father are of the same generation, so it’s fine to just call my dad by his first name. Why even Mu Qingxiang calls my dad that way.In fact, looking back on the previous experiences, Mu Qingxiang seemed to understand the etiquette of seniority, and often called her elders by their full names. "Xiaolu" or "Jianxin".Of course, now is not the time to care about such trivial matters, it is a rare occasion for my uncle to say yes.On the night when the storm hit, I learned the truth of 1971 from my uncle, a truth that overturned my original understanding.

In 1971, China was in the midst of the Cultural Revolution, and it was not easy for foreigners to come to China, let alone those tea lovers in Malaysia.The uncle exhausted all the means, and finally found an opportunity to enter Guangdong from Hong Kong, and then went to Dongtou Island in Zhejiang. I have never paid attention to why my grandfather chose to return to China at this most difficult time, but in fact the answer is right in front of me.I always called my father's brother "Uncle", but I never thought about why I called him that.You know, if the father has only one elder brother, he will usually be called "uncle", and rarely add the word "big" in a superfluous way.It turned out that between the eldest uncle and my father, there was a "second uncle" I didn't know, that is, my father's second brother.

At that time, although my grandfather had gained a foothold in Nanyang, it was difficult to defend against the backstabbing. The second uncle was horribly surrendered, and his life was dying.Although I have searched for all capable people, no one can cure it.Until one day, my grandfather opened the incomplete scriptures obtained in Yunnan and found that the scriptures recorded that the tea kings of all dynasties had panacea to cure all diseases.Because I have tried all kinds of methods, my grandfather has already tried everything, so he will die as a living horse doctor and prepare to return to China to find the Valley of the King of Tea.

As for who helped my grandfather get through the relationship, let him enter China smoothly, and found so many people gathered on Dongtou Island, my uncle said he didn't know, only that a person surnamed Lin helped, because of the political environment at that time In particular, the person surnamed Lin didn't show up too much, and almost no one except his grandfather had seen that person. At that time, my father brought me back to China when I was one year old. My uncle did not agree at first, but my grandfather agreed to my father's request.The uncle has never understood what his father did. What does the tea king valley have to do with babies? Could it be that a one-year-old baby can walk on the ground?What's more, this time I came to Tea King Valley just to save my second uncle. The eldest uncle always felt that my father was here to steal the limelight and made friends with the group of Chinese tea people.

Originally, my grandfather was just looking for Tea King Valley. For some reason, my grandfather suddenly heard that there is an ancient city of Yuequan in the world.The uncle first took a group of people to find the ancient city of Yuequan, so he left first. He didn't even know what happened on Dongtou Island.Moreover, there were not many people in the uncle's group, and they left very early. Before all the tea people arrived at Dongtou Island, they had already left there for two days. However, the Cultural Revolution was happening everywhere at that time, and the progress of my uncle was not smooth, and he still hadn't left Zhejiang after a week of departure.Another day later, my father suddenly caught up with my uncle and said that he wanted to exchange tasks with him. He asked my uncle to go to Tea King Valley and go to Yuequan Ancient City by himself.Uncle is very eager to do this, he has never heard of the ancient city of Yuequan, it is all nonsense from his grandfather alone, if he really wants to find it, I am afraid it will be difficult to find it in his life.

So, the uncle made an exchange with his father, and then the uncle rushed to Yixing.When my grandfather came, he gave my one-year-old me to my uncle and asked him to take care of me.Uncle also ran to Tanggong Mountain at first, and then found the Mingling area.The uncle also found the weird green brick corridor at the beginning. He thought he could see the last content of the canon, but unexpectedly found that the end of the stone paintings was blank, and there was no missing content at all.In a fit of anger, my grandfather smashed the blank slate painting into pieces. Hearing this, I groaned, no wonder I saw blank slates being smashed in the green brick corridor, it turned out to be a good thing my grandfather did.

Many people did die there, only my grandfather and a few other tea masters survived.Although my grandfather broke the slate painting, he put the other slates back in their original positions. When he jumped into the green brick corridor, he did the same as me and used them to block the tea and gossip needles.Fortunately, my grandfather saw the model of the ancient city of Yuequan, and he was more sure that the ancient city really existed.But how did my grandfather know about the ancient city of Yuequan, even my uncle didn't know, and he was still curious until now. How clever is my grandfather, after entering the false Valley of the King of Tea, he dug out a pot of panacea beside the Danchi.After testing the efficacy of the medicine, when he returned to Malaysia, my grandfather let my second uncle take those ancient elixirs.I don’t know if it’s because the ancient Chinese were very upbeat, but the second uncle’s head-down was slowly resolved, and he recovered in less than a month, and he was able to run and jump.It's a pity that the second uncle's life was not good. A year later, he drowned in the sea because of a ship accident, which almost made his grandfather die.

Besides, my father took those people to find the ancient city of Yuequan, and it took almost a month before my father returned to meet them at the place that my grandfather had appointed.My father lost several rounds of weight, he was uglier than a monkey, and his speech became hoarse.However, my father said that he did find the ancient city of Yuequan, but he didn't know the exact location of the ancient city of Yuequan. As soon as the words came out, the grandfather naturally didn't believe it, and the uncle was also at a loss. According to the information provided by my grandfather, the ancient city of Yuequan is located in Tengger, the fourth largest desert in China.Most of the Tengger Desert is in Inner Mongolia, and only a small part is in Gansu.As for the location in the desert, my grandfather didn't know. He only knew that the ancient city was in the desert on the Gansu side.

As soon as my father and those tea makers entered the desert, they lost their way and even drank all the water they had prepared. As a result, my father was exhausted and fell into a coma due to thirst.It wasn't until his father woke up that he realized that he was already in a mysterious ancient city.The ancient city here is all khaki, probably because it is often attacked by wind and sand.But in this strange ancient city, there are nine springs, but eight of them have dried up, and only the ninth spring still has clear and sweet water. Regarding the origin of the name of the ancient city of Yuequan, my father thought it was inappropriate at first, because none of the nine springs looked like the moon, and there was no sign of the moon in the ancient city, unlike an ancient country that worshiped the moon.However, that night, when my father and the others were scooping water from the ninth spring, they found a round moon rising in the spring.Everyone was dumbfounded, thinking they were dreaming. While they were admiringly watching, my father found out that a tea master was stealing cultural relics in the ancient city, so he went over to stop.During the scuffle, my father was knocked out by the tea man. When he woke up, there was desert all around.For a moment, my father thought it was all a dream, but the back of his head was aching, which was clearly the poisonous hand of the tea man.Fortunately, others didn't kill them all, otherwise he wouldn't just leave his father in the desert, he would definitely bury his father alive in the desolate and inhabited desert. This is all the news that my father brought back, but it is a pity that there is no difference between saying it and not saying it.When talking about the bright moon rising from the ninth spring, my father swore that he was absolutely not lying, that he had seen it with his own eyes.Unfortunately, my father went with a group of people, but he was alone when he came back, and the others did not know whether they were alive or dead. As for why my grandfather looked for the ancient city of Yuequan, it was because he heard that the ancient city had the best tea in the world that Cixi asked the tea king to collect.What's more, that ancient city contains the true history of the Tea King, as well as the last original contents of the Canon.You must know that those incomplete scriptures have been handed down from the hands of successive tea kings. Although they all copied the copies of the previous generation of tea kings, they all added a lot of their own experiences and made slight changes. Things come to an end here.But in 1971, there were not many tea people who knew my grandfather's family, so they couldn't tell who was my father and who was my uncle.Moreover, my father made an exchange with my uncle halfway, so everyone thought that it was my uncle who found the ancient city of Yuequan, not my father.Later, my father spread rumors outside, and the version that circulated became that the uncle and grandfather, as well as the one-year-old me, went to find the ancient city of Yuequan, and my father went to the Valley of the King of Tea. I used to hear my uncle and my father quarreling. I thought it was my father who was asking my uncle where the ancient city of Yuequan was. In fact, it was my uncle asking my father. It was completely reversed.The uncle wanted to go to the ancient city of Yuequan and use the batch of precious tea leaves collected by the Tea King as capital to turn around. Who knew that his father would keep his mouth shut and would not reveal a word.Therefore, the eldest uncle hated his father more and more. After the trouble, they would never see each other. They didn't expect their father to be so deep in the city. But later I got another news that someone found a Jin Dynasty teacup in the tomb of Guanyin in Beijing, with the pattern of the ancient city of Yuequan on the cup body.The uncle quickly remembered what happened in 1971. The person who got the teacup was probably the one who went to the Tengger Desert with his father that year. When I heard this, I immediately asked: "What is the matter with that teacup? Since the fisher girl's curse is fake, and the fish scales on your body are also fake, how can it be restored? I also smashed it that day... Once."