Chapter Nineteen: The Rear March

  Still wearing the frog mirror, still wearing the duck tongue hat, still only able to see the vague beauty, still making Li Sansheng's twenty-year calm heart slightly ruffled, Li Sansheng can only attribute it to the fate of being a dog. Because Li Sansheng also doesn't know why he would be moved by such a woman.

  When on the highway, when facing this woman who hadn't said a few words from head to toe and even didn't take off her glasses and hat, Li Sansheng only felt that this kind of woman would be a national calamity in ancient times. Rather than saying that the mysterious charm of the woman wearing glasses and a duck tongue hat attracted Li Sansheng, it's better to say that Li Sansheng was attracted by the gentle and soft temperament on her body.

  Otherwise, I would view women, especially beauties, as tigers and wolves. My Three Lives Brother thought he was more heartless than a monk, maintaining his virginity for over 20 years. Now, he's starting to show signs of spring. Thinking back to his time at Qinling Academy, my Three Lives Brother was so fierce that many flowers, grasses, birds, and swallows were eager to surrender to him. However, I, Three Lives Brother, remained undefeated, almost getting killed by Hei Zi and others with a knife, especially Yu Er, that country-destroying, people-harming big seductress. She directly got Li San Sheng drunk, wanting to turn uncooked rice into cooked rice. The two were already naked, but what Yu Er didn't know was that Li San Sheng never got drunk from drinking unless it was an exceptional circumstance. Just as Yu Er was about to take off Li San Sheng's only shorts, Li San Sheng shamelessly laughed and sat up, looking at Yu Er's perfect figure and saying a sentence that still makes Yu Er curse him today: "It's just that your chest is a bit small; if you had 36C or above, I would have settled for it."

  Just as Jade was stunned, Li Sansheng had quickly escaped the scene without waiting for Jade to explode in anger. Poor Jade sat alone on the luxurious big bed in the presidential suite of the Shangri-La Hotel, topless and tearless. In the end, she and Li Sansheng had a cold war that lasted for a whole month.

  There are two other powerful women in this circle, one is Xin Xin who belongs to the same level of combat power as Yu Er, and the other is a absolutely powerful tomboy Da Niang.

  It's not that Li San Sheng is really as unapproachable to women as Hei Zi and the others say, but rather he is a modern-day Liu Xiahui. It's just that Li San Sheng still remembers what his grandfather once said: if you don't have the ability to make a woman happy, then don't ruin her. Li San Sheng is very clear about Yu Er and the others' family backgrounds and their future development paths, and he knows that they are not on the same road as him, not even on parallel tracks. What can he offer them for the future? This path is too bitter, so bitter that these children who have never suffered much will be unable to bear the consequences in the future.

  It's the same with Lin Xue'er. To take a step back, Li San Sheng doesn't have any feelings for them at all, and this so-called love is unfair to them.

  Now Li Sansheng's life is stirred by a woman for the first time, and he no longer wants to be silent. Li Sansheng thinks that his grandfather's greatest wish in living until now is to see his own child born, which is his great-grandchild. The old man has lived for most of his life fighting against heaven, and his only hope is to see his great-grandchild with his own eyes.

  Li Sansheng was well aware that his grandfather had lived to this age, and the possibility of passing away at any moment was too great. Li Sansheng really didn't want to let this old man, who had been lonely for most of his life, and had endured hardships for most of his life, not even knowing the name of the old man who had supported himself with a hunched back for twenty years, which was indeed very sad.

  The investment report will begin with a not-so-stunning opening remark by the vice president of Hanhai Auction House. Li Sansheng now has a very detailed and in-depth understanding of antique art, and can be considered a half-expert in this field. If he were to go to Xi'an Stele Forest and Academy Gate to dig for treasures, he might even be able to uncover some hidden gems that have been submerged in the clouds.

  Can't help but say that this Korean Sea auction house's deputy general manager has some real level, starting from the current market's hot investment areas and the main speculation of the capital, and then analyzing the reasons why ancient bronzes and ceramics are relatively cold now. Indeed, many people benefited greatly, especially his detailed analysis of the hotspots of Chinese antique art investment in the next five years, which is estimated to be helpful to many collectors below. Although Li Sānshēng must have hidden private goods, this slightly fat man who has a significant impact on the domestic auction industry.

  Li Sansheng is also very clear why the antique industry is relatively sluggish nowadays. This point is even more obvious for Li Sansheng, who lives in the Guanzhong region, where it's possible to kick up a Qin brick or Han tile anywhere. Which industry in Shaanxi is the most rampant nationwide? It's tomb raiding.

  The Zhou, Qin, Han and Tang dynasties, the most prosperous periods of this country and nation were all shining on the Guanzhong Plain. Among the eighteen mausoleums of the Tang Dynasty, several have not been looted, and Lao Ye Zi once took Li San Sheng to the nearest imperial tomb of the Great Tang Dynasty from the small town.

  There were 22 emperors in the Tang Dynasty, with 20 imperial mausoleums. Except for the tomb of Emperor Zhaozong in Henan and the tomb of Emperor Aizong in Shandong, the remaining 18 imperial mausoleums are all located on the Dragon Vein in Guanzhong, Shaanxi Province. According to legend, the Tang Dynasty's dragon vein originated from Mount Kunlun, crossed the Yellow River, entered Guanzhong, and extended eastward with Mount Qi as its starting point, passing through Jiuzong Mountain, Jinsu Mountain, Emei Mountain, and ending at Yao Mountain. Therefore, all 18 imperial mausoleums of the Tang Dynasty are located on famous mountains along this dragon vein, known historically as the "Tang Eighteen Mausoleums".

  Among them, five were built on the mountains not far from the small town where Li San Sheng lived. They are Tai Ling, Jing Ling, Qiao Ling, Guang Ling and Hui Ling. When he was young, Lao Tou Zi had taken Li San Sheng to these five tombs one by one when teaching him about Feng Shui and Qi Mo, which is what Lao Tou Zi called "Five Tombs Leisure Cloud". At that time, Lao Tou Zi couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the emperor's tombs that had been ravaged by grave robbers. He also asked Li San Sheng if he wanted to learn the art of tomb raiding, saying that with this skill in hand, he would never fall into poverty. Li San Sheng shook his head and said that such a thing was unfilial and would bring disaster to future generations. Lao Tou Zi listened to Li San Sheng's words and couldn't help but gaze at the "Five Tombs Leisure Cloud" with deep thought.

  The rampant tomb raiders in Guanzhong are shocking, which is also the reason why antiques such as bronze and ceramic wares have no price on the market. It's because the output of these tomb raiders is too large, causing the antique market to be saturated, forcing speculators to focus their energy on hotly speculating relatively rare calligraphy and paintings.

  A report meeting ended with the vice general manager's slightly sincere introduction, for over 40 minutes Li San Sheng saw that girl wearing a duck tongue hat staring at the stage without blinking, sometimes frowning slightly, sometimes relaxing slightly, anyway Li San Sheng didn't listen to much of the report and most of the time was left to this elegant beauty.

  After everyone left, Li Sansheng followed the footsteps of the beautiful woman who had moved his heart, like a cheetah on the African savannah spotting its prey.

  At a little past four, the campus of Jiaotong University was filled with naive and lively students who had just finished class, each radiating youthful energy. Li San Sheng followed the beautiful woman on the highway, crawling forward.

  A beautiful woman held a SLR camera and walked along the way, stopping to take a photo whenever she saw an interesting scene, completely ignoring the worldly gazes around her. Li Sanyuan estimated that this beauty had already gotten used to such scenes and environments, and didn't mind the pointing and snickering of the big boys who couldn't control themselves in front of beautiful girls.

  Honest and simple-minded Li Sansheng now looked like a secret agent from the Nationalist-Communist era, only missing a newspaper in his hand and a hat on his head. His stomach had already started growling with hunger, but for his own happiness and so that Old Master could hold his grandson, Li Sansheng could only endure it.

  Finally, Li Sansheng saw the beauty seem to realize that someone was following her. At a turning point, she turned her head without hesitation, but did not expect to see Li Sansheng grinning with big white teeth, smiling foolishly, smiling brightly and warmly.

  It's possible that this beauty's reputation had long been renowned at Jiaotong University, and many students passing by or resting in the woods saw this scene as if it was nothing out of the ordinary. They laughed, one after another, without any restraint, Li Sansheng also smiled, responding to them, from start to finish he didn't show any discomfort or disgust.

  For Li Sansheng, such scenes have been nothing new since childhood, he has long been accustomed to others' smiles and his own smile, as if the comedy he performed was just an insignificant episode in life.

  The woman seemed to be a bit uncomfortable with the scene and frowned, glancing at Li San Sheng, but only gave him a cursory glance, without realizing that this boy with big white teeth was the only one who dared to stop and help her when she broke down on the highway.

  Li Sansheng couldn't see the woman's appearance, but through his glasses he could read from her eyes that she didn't even remember that he was the idiot they met on the highway.

  He smiled self-deprecatingly, seemingly having known the outcome all along. He didn't have Old Mong's physique that could bring calamity to the country and its people, nor did he have Hei Zi's muscles that would make gym trainers feel inferior. He also didn't have Er Long's imposing presence like a fierce watermelon head. Among the four men, he was the easiest to overlook and the most inconspicuous.

  Li Sansheng still didn't know what was going on and followed the elegant beauty until she entered a teaching building, only then did Li Sansheng consider whether he should go in or end it for today.

  Li Sansheng stopped in his tracks, but here he heard the beautiful sound of a guqin, not a piano, but the authentic and nostalgic sound that could make people reminisce endlessly. Li Sansheng involuntarily calmed down and stood in front of this old building with only a few floors, which had already been entwined by ivy and melon vines, thinking back to his youth and also thinking of the old man.

  Just as Li Sanyou was entering the realm, the sound of the guqin suddenly stopped. Li Sanyou furrowed his brow because he could hear that the person playing the guqin had already slowly begun to enter a state, and compared to the initial urgency and unrest that brought fluctuations in the sound of the guqin, it was getting better and better, but then it broke off.

  With a mind full of curiosity, Li San Sheng followed the sound of the guqin upstairs, but seemed to have already forgotten why he came here in the first place.

  "Yan Liu, didn't you think your guqin skills were unmatched at Jiaotong University? Today, I'll let you see a master player, so you can learn that the zither isn't played like that." As Li San Sheng walked into this ancient-looking hall, he heard a somewhat sweet but not very polite remark from a female voice. He couldn't help but adopt an attitude of watching the commotion and quietly slipped in through the back door.

  From the layout and decoration in front of him, as well as the people present, Li Sansheng figured that this was probably a practice place for the Guqin Society within Jiaotong University. The entire hall was mostly female students, and they all looked quite decent, which made Li Sansheng deeply believe in the rumor he had heard from who-knows-where that those who play the guqin or guzheng are definitely beauties.

  The scene unfolding before their eyes was explosive, and one of the main characters was the stunning beauty who had been following Li San Sheng, still wearing her duck tongue hat and frog mirror. Another was the beauty who had just spoken, whose long hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, and whose loose yoga attire exuded an irresistible charm. However, her foxy eyes made Li San Sheng realize that this girl didn't seem like someone ordinary men could tame.

  The flowers below are watching the hustle and bustle on stage with different emotions, some are gloating over others' misfortunes, while others are sympathizing with them, in short, each has their own ulterior motives.

  "Have I ever said that?" The beauty in the duck tongue cap said lightly, as if pushing a Tai Chi hand, ignoring the girl's full of momentum words.

  Li Sansheng finally came to his senses, muttering to himself "Liu Yiran, Yiran, just like the beauty described in the Shi Jing Guofeng, 'The Osprey's Nest', she is a perfect match"

  The one I long for is on the other side of the water. The one I long for is on the bank of the river. The one I long for is in the shallows of the river.

  Li Sansheng couldn't help but gaze at the duck-tongued hat beauty with a faint smile, reciting this famous poem that has been passed down for thousands of years, his mind involuntarily imagining the scene of the duck-tongued hat beauty playing the guqin in a white dress by the Wei River Lake, and a lewd smile involuntarily spreading across his face.

  "This is my boyfriend, Wu Xiangru, the 12th generation inheritor of the Guangling School. He's currently studying at the Xi'an Music Academy. He wants to make friends with you through music." The girl seemed quite proud when she said this, while the boy sitting in front of her, stroking his guqin, looked like a recluse from the world.

  "Good-for-nothing" Li Sansheng couldn't help but curse, only he didn't know if this twelfth generation descendant of the Guangling School was real or not. With the current level of the Guangling School, this twelfth generation descendant should be a master.

  The beauty in the duck tongue hat didn't say a word, but that doesn't mean another girl would let her off like this. She said mockingly, "Are you scared?"

  The beauty with a duck tongue hat smiled slightly, sat down, and stroked the guqin in front of her, which was an ancient zither in the style of Fuxi. This smile made Li Sanyou feel as comfortable as taking a spring bath, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.