When you walk into Tangzang Street, you will meet a century-old Tang Huai. There is a mill under the locust tree. There is a winding dirt road beside Catherine's mill. Twenty or thirty meters along the alley, there is a dirt dam. There are three adobe houses in the south of the courtyard dam. This is the home of my grandma and grandpa. My grandfather's surname is Xin, a branch of Tang Zangxin's family. This is a four-in-one courtyard, and people in the north are also surnamed Xin, so they should be brothers. This courtyard is called the end court.
In the clearing behind them. On the slope of the alley, there is a two-acre yard with two rows of houses up and down, one row of houses at the foot of the mountain, diamond-shaped panes, simple and fragrant, painted doors full of vicissitudes of life, dark walls, and old people who can't live in their later years, silently indicating the long history here. Behind a row of houses is a black persimmon tree. It's crowded here, the landlord of the First Hospital, surnamed Xin. This courtyard is the main root of Hsinchu and an old resident.
After grandparents died, they were buried in the tomb of Xinjiazu-Epitaph Bay. On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of that year, my mother and I hung lanterns for our parents, and they went up the slope along the mountain road next to the old house where Xin played.
After crossing the corn field, the corn stalks are still stuck in the field that has just been wet by light rain. Suddenly, a big bird flew from the corn field. The bird's tail is very long and beautiful. Coincided with my ridge, I was scared out of my wits and sat down on the ground. We all exclaimed at the same time: "Pheasant!" Why are there pheasants? Pheasants can't fly high or far. I saw it cross a large cornfield and fly over the epitaph bay, only seeing a flower shadow. Could it be that the Xin family showed me the way as a relative?
Epitaph Bay, also known as Xinjiadaque, is the tomb of Xinjiazu. On the earthen platform above Houwan in Tang Dynasty, it is a flat tableland, which is fan-shaped and faces south. The mountain is crowded like a round-backed chair, and the mountain ridge loosely surrounds a large flat exhibition area-a soft chair surface with a ridge and a cypress back. The chair surface is opposite to the arc' concave line' of Dongshan, and there is green color printing. The cemetery is on the surface of the chair, facing the sun. The sun rises and shines at sunset. The soil is delicate, moist and empty, and you can smell that simple fragrance no matter what season. Corn cobs are like horns. Farmers plant peaches, plums and apples on the hillside while planting fruit trees. In March and April, when flowers are in full bloom, girls stand under the trees and watch the spring breeze. People are hardworking, sowing in spring, keeping in summer and harvesting in autumn, and people are working every day. If the fruit period is long, the corn is ripe and the ridge is over, a small shed will be set up and guarded, and long tunes will be played, firecrackers will be set off, music will be amplified and wild boars will be scared. It will be very lively here. The faint light is on, the bright stars are on, the round moon is watching, and the cheerful people are talking. This is obviously a small village.
Xinjiamen's family has produced many satellites, satellites and military commanders, and the highest official position is in Tianjin. I rummaged through a lot of books to find it.
Xin Siqi, the word wind pavilion, is charming. Tibetans in Tang Dynasty in this county were juren in Wanli period of Ming Dynasty and served as deputy envoys of Tianjin soldiers, which was famous for their prudence. Gui Li died in Kounan and was buried on the southwest hillside of Xinjiazhuang Village, a Tibetan township in the Tang Dynasty. This great event happened in the middle of the row of rooms near the mountain on the court.
Around March 20th of the first year of Chongzhen, the whole Qin Tianchi was bloody. In May, June and July, evil fire enters people's homes in Xi 'an, and the color is green and bright. From April to July, there was no rain. In August, continuous rain and frost killed crops. It rains and snows heavily in winter, and there is ice, which makes people very hungry. Rebellion broke out everywhere, and people on the border were thieves. Li Zicheng and Zhang were the first batch, and some swordsmen took this opportunity to create chaos.
Thieves are capricious, wicked and bloodthirsty, and often rob and abuse others. The thief cut open the pregnant woman's abdomen, took off the calf that was good at walking, smashed it and fed it to the horse in the liver. Zhang Renpi hung on the market, and the children saw it and ran and shouted. Hong Chengchou was exterminated by imperial edict, and all localities protected themselves. Xiang Yong sealed the stone in the milling room with a bamboo spear and hit it from a height.
In the autumn and July of the seventh year of Chongzhen, a group of Wu people joined forces to go to Tang and Tibet. When Xin Siqi asked for leave to visit his mother in his hometown, he was inevitably on his way to Tang and Tibet. The dangerous terrain is to go up the Tiger Gorge and down the Tiger Gorge, set up soldiers to bury cards to prevent future attacks, protect their homes, and kill several enemies, which attracted the hatred of thieves and bandits. The family is a township official, fearing that he might have some money and food. Thieves always want to kill them. The star of jathyapple was high, and thieves arrived in the middle of the night, leading his descendants and servants to fight, killing dozens of thieves and being forced to surrender. Qi said, "If I can't spit out your meat, you should kill me quickly!" " The thief wanted to capture Hanzhong, wanted to lure it, did not move, killed his son and ignored it, so he killed it and chopped his skull.
Han Da reported to the imperial court: "Thieves blocked Hanzhong and Henan, the mountains occupied the north, the plank road led to the west, and more than 100,000 Yunyang government troops moved to the east. After several years of spread, the thief got out of the plank road by deceit, that is, breaking Feng County. He killed one hundred and eighty people in Xin Siqi, the township official of the three towns in the Tang Dynasty, and 800 dead bodies were used to support forty villages and turned into embers. " On the court, Xi 'er often tells stories about his ancestors here, just like reciting ancient Chinese.
After listening to the performance, the King of Qi bowed his head and pondered for a long time, rewarded him with praise, endowed him with a treasure trove of geomantic omen, made a golden head and was reburied. Set up a gatehouse, build a tunnel and erect two rows of stone statues. Monument, for predecessors, for future generations. For heaven and earth, great people in the past are loyal to the future.
I don't know where the gold was stolen by grave robbers. During the period of "Breaking the Four Capitals", some cultural relics were also destroyed and buried to varying degrees. History is like water at low tide, blurring the truth of events bit by bit, with only one outline.
In May, 20 17, the town government carried out emergency repairs on cultural relics, organized personnel to rearrange and reinforce some cultural relics, hardened the pavement, reinforced the foundation, painted the cultural relics red, and carried out publicity and education on cultural relics protection, which improved the villagers' awareness of cultural relics protection and effectively guaranteed the safety of cultural relics.
The tomb and the stone carvings in front of the tomb are more than 0/00 meters long from east to west. The cultural relics attached to the cemetery include stone tablet square, stone table, stone man, stone horse, stone sheep, stone monkey and stone altar. Later, a stone unicorn was found on the edge of the farmer's ridge.
This is a thrilling and magnificent history, which makes people sad to read. He recorded not only the people in a village, but also the blood and integrity of the people in this village. The loess pile is not important, what matters is the story.