Love Affairs in Chang'an - Chapter 1
Chapter 1 Previous Life and Present Life
A bizarre murder case had gathered all the famous criminal investigators and experts in the province and left them at a loss.
“Let’s first learn about the background of the deceased Qin Mubai’s resume, habits, and social circles.”
The slide show began, accompanied by a clear explanation from a policewoman.
“Qin Mubai, male, twenty-nine years old, han nationality, army lieutenant rank, national archer. His father was a major general commander of an army corps, and his mother was a professor of music at an ethnic college. In his early years, under the influence of his father, he entered the army after attending a university of national defense science and technology. He loved shooting from a young age and had a first-class talent in archery. Later, he became an archer and won medals in many major competitions. His family is so well off that he is still unmarried, and there are many rumors that his girlfriend is not fixed. ”
The slide shows a series of different photos of beauties, including some famous stars, models and rich second-generation daughters. Many of them were male and female, and the handsome young man was the deceased Qin Mubai who gave them endless headaches.
There was a slight discussion below, “So it was a rich second-generation young master.”
“Tell me about his social circle and habits.”
“Qin Mubai often calls himself ‘Peach Blossom of Life’. His dual status as a soldier and athlete, coupled with the influence of his family and a wide range of personal hobbies, led to a larger social circle. Apart from some people from the sports and military circles, there were also people from the political and artistic circles. In addition, he loves fitness fighting, piano, calligraphy, classical musical instruments and beautiful incense carts. It is worth mentioning, but he must be proficient in anything he dabbles in. ”
At this point, the policewoman’s face reddened slightly, and she thought of a question with many forensic experts below the stage, “Can a beauty be proficient in this phrase?”
“This fellow is simply a monster” Someone said this, and a faint sour smell of jealousy could be seen in his words.
“Let’s return to our most fundamental question. How did this monster Qin Mubai die?”
“The cause of death is very strange.” The policewoman said, “He died in his bedroom. At that time, his model girlfriend, whom he had just met, was bathing in the bathtub. Qin Mubai was playing the pipa in the bedroom, and the music stopped abruptly. At that moment, he suddenly died!”
“What did the autopsy report say?”
“The body of the deceased is very healthy. There are no illnesses. The corpse and everything at the scene are normal. There are no signs of fighting or murder. It looks like … when he plays the pipa, his life suddenly ends!”
Many forensic experts at the scene knitted their brows at the same time. Some of them clasped their heads and knitted their ears, while others looked at each other in dismay.
“Looks like it might be a mystery case of a high-tech brown murder. The murderer’s methods are quite mysterious and need to be verified by us.”
“Cough … I say, this monster didn’t suddenly have a soul transmigration, did he?”
Everyone was stunned. They turned their necks to look at the guy who was making the discordant sound. They stared at him neatly and said, “Be serious!”
…
One day in the winter of the Ten Years of Zhenguan, at dusk, the gloomy wind howled.
In the vast Guanzhong Plain, a mountain peak pierced through the sky and rose from the ground, facing the southern Qinling Mountains.
The group of mountains rose and fell, and Gangfeng crossed. The name of the mountain is “Nine Dragons”.
Qin Mubai, who was destined to commit peach blossoms, stood on the middle of Mount Jiuwu. Looking at the wild wilderness and the Misty Mountain Range, his brows furrowed and his face looked unsightly.
Such a magnificent scenery, if it were in the past, he would definitely be in a relaxed and happy mood as he climbed high into the sky. Perhaps he would recite the phrase in Old Master Jin’s novel, “Earthquake Gaogang Sect’s Eternal Rivers and Mountains Show.”
But now, he felt a little cold.
There were no peach blossoms, but Jiang Shan was indeed an eternal beauty. But if he was “eternal”, then it wouldn’t be fun.
A day ago, Qin Mubai was an outstanding archer of the 21st century and enjoyed the rank of lieutenant in the army. Superior family environment is enviable, successful life is just beginning.
But now, he had become a soldier of the Tang Dynasty!
Coincidentally, this soldier from the Tang Dynasty was also called Qin Mubai. He was nineteen years old this year, and his appearance was exactly the same as his. The difference was that Mubai was his original name, Qin Liang.
This was the only explanation Qin Mubai had in mind.
“Didn’t I play a pipa just to create a little atmosphere before I went to bed and show off my talent? As for bringing my’soul ‘to this corner of the Tang Dynasty and turning it into a soldier guarding the tomb? I wonder who is in charge of the space-time plane. He must be an idiot who likes to play pranks and lacks creativity.” Frowning, Qin Mubai blew the cold winter wind in Guanzhong, tightening his thin military uniform and shivering slightly.
Soul Transcendence!
To Qin Mubai, this was simply strange and incomprehensible!
Not only that.
Qin Mubai’s souls seemed to have “fused” together. Right now, his body possessed the memories and skills of two lifetimes.
For example, the strength of this body seemed to be superimposed, becoming infinite. And just like how he could swim on a bicycle, he could easily and proficiently use a horse-fighting spear technique!
Now, for example, he remembered his current background-he seemed to have quite a background!
Qin Liang, the name Mubai, was the third son of the famous Great Tang War God Qin Shubao. That horse spear technique was learned from his father Qin Shubao when he was young!
However, Qin Mubai was the son of a concubine, and he had two direct brothers. In the feudal era, which valued the descendants of the elders and children, the concubines of wealthy families did not even have the right to inherit their family business. Moreover, Qin Mubai did not seem to be welcomed by Qin Shubao and his two eldest brothers, so he was kicked out of his house and thrown into the army to let him die. Moreover, with Qin Shubao’s prestige and influence in the Great Tang Dynasty, Qin Mubai didn’t even have the title of officer. He was just an ordinary guard.
As for the reason, Qin Mubai could not remember it clearly. It seemed that the memories of this life were somewhat fragmented in some places.
“No, I want to cross back!” Qin Mubai thought resolutely, ‘”I just received a notice to participate in an important archery competition. The newly bought Porsche hasn’t driven five hundred kilometers yet. The model girlfriend I just met may still be waiting for me in the bathroom washing and snorting … What’s more, I’m in such a strange way that my parents are in such a rush to go crazy.”
After a cold breeze blew halfway up the mountain, Qin Mubai entered the residence without hesitation. He picked up a piece of pipa and began to play the pipa music.
The imperial mausoleum often held some sacrifices, so naturally there was no lack of Qu Xiang Pipa was a mainstream musical instrument popular in Tang Dynasty. Qin Mubai had been nurtured and nurtured by her mother since she was young. She had cultivated some musical instruments and their level was not low. She could be considered a genius.
Qin Mubai’s life seemed to have long since been destined to form an indissoluble bond with String. Since childhood, under the nurturing of her mother, she touched more “zither strings”, and then she had a special preference and talent for “bowstring”, and finally became a professional archer.
“No matter what, this world doesn’t belong to me. There are more things to do in the 21st century, and my good life has only just begun. How can I stay in a corner of the Tang Dynasty and guard an icy grave for the rest of my life?”
There are no peach blossoms here, but there are graves.
Speaking of this ice-cold grave, it was not ordinary. Even Qin Mubai was moved.
In the Tang Dynasty, the tombs of monarchs were built around mountains to carve walls for the tombs. Right now, the renowned Empress Changsun, the wife of the current Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin, was lying in the Nine Peaks Mountain Origin Palace.
Mausoleum Name: Zhaoling!
More than half a year ago, the Eldest Sun Empress passed away and was buried only two months ago. Thus, the tragic life of Qin Mubai in the Tang Dynasty began-from a glorious soldier of the Central Garrison to an epoch-making gravekeeper.
Speaking of which, other than being praised by the sages of a generation, Empress Chang Sun was also a happy woman. It was not too much to describe her as “gathering three thousand pampered lifetimes”. After her death, Li Shimin buried his beloved wife in the Nine Dragons Mountain according to her last words, and built a house on the trestle road outside the Yuan Palace, ordering the palace people to live in it. Because Emperor Li Shimin had always refused to believe that Empress Changsun, who was only thirty-six years old, had passed away. He, who had always accepted counsel, ignored the advice of many ministers and insisted on sending eunuchs and imperial guards directly to Zhaoling Yuan Palace to serve and protect the Empress.
Even the terracotta warriors and horses of the First Emperor of Qin were no longer needed!
So far, this is a pioneering undertaking.
No matter how much later generations criticized Li Shimin’s romance and lust, at least at this moment, his deep affection for Empress Changsun was unquestionable.
However, Qin Mubai was not interested in all of this. The only thing he wanted to do now was to play the pipa desperately, hoping that he could cross back. No matter how the surrounding people looked at him and discussed him, they didn’t care at all.
The clanging and melodious sound of the pipa resounded throughout the majestic Zhaoling Mountain. The gravekeeper eunuchs and pawns, whose spiritual lives were extremely empty, quietly listened to this tune. Sometimes, their blood boiled, and sometimes, they felt inexplicable sorrow.
At the same time, everyone thought of the same question: Didn’t Qin Sanlang fall off his horse two years ago and his head was broken by the horse’s hooves? Why did he become clever after lying down with a fever for two days, and still be able to play such a good pipa? …
A few days later.
Qin Mubai had always been a confident and optimistic person, but at this moment, he felt despair and disintegration that he had never felt before.
After playing the pipa for a few days, his fingers had been worn to pieces, and he was still hiding in this room, not going back. Moreover, no matter how many times he listened to the music, it would still make people feel that it was a life-threatening noise. Finally, someone came to complain to him.
It was an exceptionally tall and sturdy man. He was at least 1.9 meters tall and weighed more than 100 kilograms. His beard was charred black, and his muscles were filled with explosive power. He was as majestic as a demon god. However, he was very simple and honest. His name was Yuwen Hongtai, and he was Qin Mubai’s robe and best friend in Tang Dynasty.
“Little White, you haven’t been possessed by a ghost lately, have you? I think something’s wrong with your entire body. When did you learn to play the pipa?” Yuwen Hongtai asked as he held a bowl of wine and blinked his bell-like eyes.
“Don’t call me Xiao Bai.” Qin Mubai also held a bowl of wine in his hand. Although the wine used for sacrifice was precious and mellow, this kind of undistilled liquor was too low. He drank it like beer.
“Gulu!” Qin Mubai took a long breath and slowly exhaled. “I really don’t know what to say to you.”
“Huh?” Yuwen Hongtai was stunned. He grinned and said, “Then stop talking. Drink! Drink to death is an explanation! We have been transferred here to guard the tomb and we don’t know when we will end up here. Maybe we will live here for the rest of our lives. What’s there to bother about? Fortunately, there’s nothing here but no lack of delicious food and drinks. Let’s fight with them!”
“Drink!” Qin Mubai was depressed and no one said anything. He opened his belly and shouted.
After the sixth bowl, Yuwen Hongtai’s eyes went straight, “My mother, am I wrong? In the past, you blushed half a bowl and one bowl would fall to the ground. What happened today? Are you really a ghost?”
“Cut the crap, drink!”
‘”Tsk tsk” Yuwen Hongtai was a thick-skinned man with a lot of nerves. He did not probe into it and shook his head. “Thinking back then, the great hero of my ancestor was also as drinkable as you, Xiao Bai …”
“Call me Xiao Bai again.”
“Oh, Lao Bai … I think back then, the great hero of my ancestor was also as drinkable as Lao Bai …”
Qin Mubai shook his head with a bitter smile. He had heard these words more than a hundred times in the past few days. According to Yuwen Hongtai’s own boast, he was a side descendant of the Yuwen Clan, one of the eight pillar countries of the Guanlong Nobility Clan. Unfortunately, his clan had fallen, and he could only become a soldier of the Guanlong Guards Legion Corps in his generation.
Not everyone in the Imperial Palace of the Tang Dynasty could be the Imperial Guards Legion Corps. Generally speaking, it was the disciples of the official clan who acted as the Guards Legion Corps. Qin Mubai’s father was Qin Shubao. Needless to say, the fact that Yuwen Hongtai came from the descendants of the Guanlong nobles was very likely true.