Ning Cunxu waited on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau for forty years. This was the most important thing he did for Ning Hanqing. Besides, in Ning Cunxu's own words, he also did a little bit of trivial work, that is He tried his best to train eight successors, among which Ning Peiping and Ning Peichun were the most successful.
Speaking of Ning Peiping, I asked Ning Cunxu again if someone came to Ning Peiping at the beginning of the year and asked him to lead the way to Luozha County.
Ning Cunxu was stunned for a moment, ";I went to Luozha County at the beginning of the year. The weather at that time..."
Before he finished speaking, Ning Cunxu reacted, "Is there a problem with that team?"
I sighed, feeling Ning Cunxu didn’t even know about it. In the past forty years, it’s impossible to always be vigilant and pay attention to the situation around him, especially when it comes to the end of the year. Important information is also excusable.
"Thank you Si Uncle to take me to look at the genealogy and ethnography." I stood up and said.
Ning Cunxu stood up and took out his mobile phone from his hidden robe to turn on the lights. I followed him and walked towards the back of the ancestral hall.
There is a crowded utility room in the back. I don’t know where and which generation the stuff accumulated in it. It’s full of dust. Ning Cunxu said, "When I took over, these things were here. I see. After a while, it's nothing important."
I went and took a look. They were all wooden products with different shapes. I didn't know what they were used for. Others were vaguely guessed about sacrificial items. I leaned over and took a closer look, and found a bronze mirror with a wooden frame. The surface of the mirror was already covered with dust. I wiped off the traces on it. The surface of the mirror was already pitted and the human face was exposed in it like a haha mirror. The effect was that when I turned it over, there were burnt marks on the north side of the wood. I frowned and put the bronze mirror back.
Ning Cunxu pulled out a big box from the corner. After he took out the key from his body to open it, he brought up two smaller leather boxes from inside. I asked him, "These are the two that Ning Hanqing asked you to carry. A box?"
Ning Cunxu smiled, "Yes."
I put my gaze on the two boxes. In addition, there was a pile of tattered ancient books in the big box. I thought it was the "Clan History" of the Qinghai-Tibet Ning Family. I am not very interested in genealogy, the most important thing is the Ning family's experience recorded in the family history.
I bent down and dragged the big box outside, and the two of them sat in front of the ancestors of the Ning family, looking through their bad things back then.
As a result, when I looked at the stack of books carefully, my heart was half cold. Some of these ethnography have been burnt, and the pages have been burnt, and the worst of them was burned sideways by one third.
Combining with the bronze mirror I saw before, I have roughly guessed that the Qinghai-Tibet Ning family should have experienced a fire that year. Since then, many things they left behind have been damaged, including ethnography.
I picked up one of them and looked at it roughly. It was about a branch of the Ning family in Gongga. A member of the tribe participated in the scientific examination and was admitted to Juren. Later, there was a history of expanding the family business, managing acres, expanding the manor, and raising serfs.
This whole book contains the blood and tears of such a feudal landlord’s old wealth exploiting the peasant class. For another copy, what other people from the Ning family descended from the Linzhi line to go down the mountain to do business, and returned as a giant, to overhaul the ancestral hall, and what other tribe members to become Lamaist monks, and the power of the same tribe built a lama temple. After two years It collapsed and things like that.
Finally, I found the only words I wanted in the ethnographic book that burned the worst. It was a sentence in a separate book about the closeness of the Ning family, "Since moving east."
This book is about the Gongga branch of the landlord’s old wealth. After the so-called move to the east, it also migrated from the west of Gongga. Except for Gongga, there is no place for each branch to be further west than Gongga. That is to say, the Qingzang Ningjia can be traced back to the more west of Gongga, which should be the place where it first settled after going up to the plateau in the late Ming Dynasty. It's just that the early ethnography that recorded this experience was burned down, and for some reason, it was not revised again. When the late Qing Dynasty, the ethnography was stopped.
Speaking of which, I still have to follow Gu Tang. Did he go west from Gongga soon
Finally, the direction was clarified, and there was no more delay. After going out, Hu Qinan looked at me, and both of them were clear.
"Going?" he asked me.
I smiled, "Do what I didn't finish that year?"
"It should be."
I faintly smiled, "How fast we can start depends on how much preparation Hu Tezhu has made in advance."
"Preparation is still sufficient, and we can start now."
I was not surprised that Hu Qinan was the agent of Ning Xuejun and Ning Shan. After Ning Shan was absent, he would push me to move forward. He knew that he had prepared much more than I did.
Ning Peiping sent us back to his tavern. At this time, three off-road vehicles had been parked on the open space in front of the tavern, beside the Fengma flag.
We walked off Ning Peiping's bell and whistle tour guide car. The doors of the three off-road vehicles opened and three people came down from above. I took a cursory look and found that there were still people who knew each other. The first person just had some familiarity, and later remembered that face. Isn't this the "ripper" that shocked me for a long time at the bottom of the wet flood lake? What is it called Ning
"Ning Lifeng." He smiled and stretched out his hand to me.
I shook hands with him, "Is the front a sharp front?"
He seemed a little strange when I asked this question, but still said, "Yes."
My fellow, I sighed in my heart, no wonder I can be a ripper.
Ning Lifeng went to shake hands with Chongyang behind again, probably when he met his acquaintances for the rest of his life.
As for the man behind, wearing a black jacket and a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, he cracked his mouth and smiled, "Meet me again."
This person is even more familiar, Li Yuanyi, the adopted son of Shadow Ning's history.
I said, "This black jacket, I haven't seen you wearing it for a long time."
"Yes." He sighed with emotion, "The last time I wore it was when I was in the underground palace of the Jing clan."
"Why do you want to wear it again this time?"
"After all, there must be a beginning and an end." He patted my shoulder, seemingly meaningful.
He ran to the back and hooked his shoulders to Chongyang. Chongyang looked disgusted, but he didn't resist. As for the third person, I’m not familiar with it anymore. It should also be someone from the Ning family. He is a middle-aged man with a beard and a smile on his face, but he is obviously the one who doesn’t smile. He and I shook my hand and didn't speak much, so I paced slowly to Hu Qinan's side.
I can generally feel that this person’s attitude is very alienated. I think I’m young or something, and I didn’t take it to heart. The group chatted for a while. I think Ning Peiping and Ning Peichun also put their phones away , Standing behind, Ning Cunxu arched forward and walked forward, "This time, I can't follow. Peiping and Peichun can do things. Let them take me a trip."
I bent down beside him and said, "Take care of your body."
He chuckled in a low voice, "When you are old, no matter how you take care of your body, it's just that."
I was speechless for a while, he walked a few steps back, and still asked, "Your grandpa, is it really dead?"
I did not speak, nor did he wait for my answer, but after a while, he continued to walk back and never looked back.
There are a total of eight people in the party, and the three cars are spacious. Chongyang and I got into Li Yuanyi’s car. I looked at the back of the careless driving. This person is the adopted son of Ying Ning’s history. The shadow represented by Li Yuanyi before. Ning Hanqing has always been outside the Ning family. This time Li Yuanyi appeared in Hu Qinan's team. Does it mean that the shadow Ning Hanqing and the Ning family have officially merged
Li Yuanyi drove the car and seemed to see me looking at him in the rearview mirror, and said, "What are you thinking about again?"
I'm wondering if you will overturn your car while driving with sunglasses.
Li Yuan snorted and kicked the accelerator, "I have good driving skills." (End of this chapter)