Vol 2 Chapter 231: Explore the tomb of Emperor Xian
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- 2021-01-31 07:46:36
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Xu Qi'an took Hengyuan back to Xu Mansion and ordered his servants to clean the guest room and take the master to stay.
Hengyuan's ability to stay in Xu Mansion is undoubtedly a huge guarantee for Xu Qi'an and Xu Mansion's family. There is a saint from Tianzong, a little black skin in southern Xinjiang, and a monk who hides a relic. .
The guarding power of Xu Mansion is actually already high and frightening, far stronger than most of the palaces of nobles.
Hengyuan folded his hands together and said, "I'm disturbed."
After speaking, he followed the servants to the outer courtyard.
Although he is a monk, he is a man after all, and it is not convenient to live in the inner courtyard. There are too many female relatives in the inner courtyard.
Under the leadership of his servants, Hengyuan entered a secluded room on the edge.
He didn't think this was negligence at all, but he was pleased with Xu Qi'an's caring, Hengyuan needed a quiet enough room for him to recite the scriptures in the morning and evening classes.
After simply cleaning the room, Hengyuan put his hands together, thanking the next person.
When the next person left, he was about to close the door to meditate, and suddenly saw a small head sticking out of the door, and his slick eyes looked at him with a bit of curiosity.
Hengyuan smiled and said gently, "Little donor."
He knew that this girl was Xu Qi'an's young girl, and Hengyuan had also been to Xu Mansion several times.
"Are you going to live in my house too?" Xu Lingyin asked.
"Excuse me." Hengyuan expressed an apologetic expression.
Xu Lingyin crossed the threshold, took out a piece of unbroken pastry from his pocket, raised his face, and offered it with both hands: "I'll eat it for you."
What a sensible and kind-hearted child... Hengyuan smiled moved, and took the cake and stuffed it into his mouth, feeling a bit strange.
Xu Lingyin ran out happily. Not long after, she ran in with a stubborn orchid in her hand, with dirt on the roots.
Hengyuan looked at the girl with a little bewilderment, and wondered if she had to send flowers after delivering the cakes. The younger sister of Mr. Xu was so enthusiastic and sensible.
Xu Lingyin frowned and said in distress:
"I was playing outside just now and knocked my mother's beloved flower over, and I'm going to be beaten again. Uncle, just say you knocked it down well, you are a guest, and my mother won't beat you."
Hengyuan said helplessly: "The monks don't slander."
Xu Lingyin suddenly raised his face unclearly: "What do you mean?"
Hengyuan mildly explained: "Just can't lie."
Xu Lingyin was weeping, and said: "Then you return the pastry to me. I hid in my shoes for three days, and I didn't want to eat it..."
.........Hengyuan was dumbfounded.
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Back to the study, Huaiqing and Li Miaozhen were really still waiting. The two protruding beauties with different attitudes sat quietly. The atmosphere was not solemn, but it was not relaxed.
Seeing Xu Qi'an crossing the threshold, Huaiqing's reaction was bigger than Li Miaozhen's, and he got up quickly, greeted with a swift wavy skirt.
Suddenly paused in front of Xu Qi'an, Qiu Shui-like eyes stared at him, hesitated and stopped several times, trying to control the steady voice:
"Yes, who is it?"
"It's not him." Xu Qi'an shook his head, paused for a few seconds, and added in a low voice: "It's him."
Two answers, two him, corresponding to two portraits.
Huaiqing's face solidified suddenly, her Qingli face was uncontrollably pale, and her blood color faded a little bit. She seemed unable to accept this fact. A huge dizziness struck her, and her body was about to fall down.
Xu Qi'an wrapped his arms around her waist and sighed, "Your Highness, my sorrow..."
"It's okay in this palace, it's okay in this palace..." Huaiqing pushed and shoved a few times, leaning softly on his shoulder, trembling fragrant shoulders.
Xu Qi'an wanted to hug the beauty in his arms, but considering that she was not Lin'an, he just hugged her lightly and lent her solid chest and broad shoulders to His Royal Highness the eldest daughter.
Li Miaozhen, a melon-eating crowd who didn't know the truth, was shocked, and said to you, what do you want to do...what do you want to do in front of me?
This process did not last long. After Huaiqing cried a little bit, he quickly suppressed his inner emotions, left Xu Qi'an's embrace, and whispered, "My palace is out of shape."
Li Miaozhen asked, "What the is going on."
Xu Qi'an glanced at Huaiqing and saw that she had no objection, so he explained to the Saintess of Tianzong: "The one under the dragon veins is not the first emperor, but the first emperor."
Emperor Xian? !
Li Miaozhen's face was dull for an instant, she slowly opened her mouth wide, her eyes widened, and Xu Qi'an's words echoed in her mind repeatedly. After a long time, she heard herself muttering and asking:
"How can it be!"
"It's the first emperor who really has an obsession with longevity. It's hard for me to believe it, but this may be the case." Xu Qi'an sighed again.
The first emperor's physical condition was actually not good. Although he was suspended for death, the diagnosis result of the Sitian Supervisor could not be wrong, that is, the first emperor was addicted to female and hollowed out his body.
This point is also clearly recorded in the history books, "Jan of Arc is a good woman" just a few words explain everything.
He knew his body best, so the first emperor had a longing for cultivating Taoism and longevity. However, because of the rule that people with extra air can not live forever, this desire can only be suppressed in the bottom of my heart.
It wasn't until the head of the Dizong Dao came to the capital. After that, some secrets that were unknown to outsiders must have occurred, which changed the understanding of the first emperor and allowed him to see the possibility of longevity.
It took a long time for Li Miaozhen to digest the news, repeatedly retorting:
"Impossible, the first emperor is not a disciple of the Taoist school, the first emperor is not even a martial artist, and the existence you see in the underground dragon veins is powerful enough to make you tremble."
Huaiqing's eye circles are reddish, take a deep breath:
"There is no causal relationship between the two. The first emperor is an ordinary person, but it does not mean that he is not talented. Among the royal family members, all the princes who are eligible to compete for the throne will accept the concubine early and open the branches for the royal family. Because there is no Heir is one of the important criteria for competition for the position of prince.
"Even if the prince is obsessed with martial arts, it will arouse the emperor and the public resentment. Indulging in martial arts, where is the energy to deal with government affairs. Father.........He has been obsessed with martial arts for 20 years, and the ruling and opposition parties have criticized it, which is the best example of."
The meaning of this sentence is that if you want to be an emperor, you have to give up practice. After all, people have their limits.
Emperor Xian chose the throne, but it didn't mean that he was not talented.
In the past two decades, he has been like a moth, squeezing bones and marrow on Dafeng’s national transport, squeezing the people’s fat, and even a pig, fed with so many resources, he has become a marshal of the canopy.
What's more, according to the current situation, Emperor Xian's talent is not weak.
Li Miaozhen was speechless for a while. She didn't know what she had thought of. She was shocked and lost her voice: "Where is the corpse of King Zhenbei?!"
Xu Qi'an and Huai Qing looked at each other, wondering why she was so excited: "What's wrong?"
The corpse of Zhenbei King was torn apart, and those who died could not die again. In the Chuzhou case, no one cared what to do with the corpse of a prince.
The Saintess of Heavenly Sect stood up slowly, swept across the two with extremely horrified eyes, and said:
"One qi transforms three clears, one is three people, and one three is one. As long as the three clones are not completely killed, they will not die. Only the qi and blood accumulated over the years will die, and only one third will die. The soul."
The expressions of Xu Qi'an and Huaiqing changed drastically.
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Sangbo, the rebuilt Shanhe Temple in Yongzhen.
Wearing a black background and embroidered golden silk brocade robe, Yuan Jing stood with his hands in front of the sculpture of the founding emperor, squinting and staring at him.
He is over fifty, but with his ruddy face, jet-black hair, and straight body, he looks only forty years old.
"Great Patriarch, you established the Dafeng Dynasty, condensed the luck of the Central Plains, and advanced to the first rank. At the peak, even the witch gods can only hold their noses to admit the plant."
"Wuzong, you overthrew the decadent lineage, got the recognition of Confucianism, ascended the throne and proclaimed the emperor, and promoted to the first rank. Then the Confucianism became prosperous, and even Buddhism could only return to the Western Regions."
"In the six hundred years since the founding of Dafeng, there is no martial artist of the same rank except for the two of you. But no matter how strong you were in your lifetime, you will be overwhelming all over the world. After a hundred years, you will eventually have a handful of loess."
"And I, will become Dafeng's first immortal emperor, soon, soon..."
.........
The boundary of the capital, the Fulong Mountains.
Looking down from the sky, the Fulong Mountain Range is like a sleeping dragon. This mountain is beautifully clocked and condenses the veins of the earth. It is the most excellent geomantic treasure in the capital.
About three hundred years ago, the emperor of that generation built the tomb here. In the following three hundred years, six emperors were buried in the Fulong Mountains. Therefore, the emperor here is also called "Fengliu Mausoleum".
Emperor Xian was also buried here.
A group of four secretly sneaked into the imperial tomb, using Sitianjian and Confucian magic to avoid the "line of defense" of the vulgar warriors, and passed through the buildings outside the imperial tomb, entered the mountain, and stopped outside the tomb of Emperor Xian.
They came here for the final verification.
As the king of a country, suspended animation is not that simple. Manchu civil and military, imperial physicians, and Sitianjian will all confirm it. Since the first emperor was sent into the coffin, at least he was indeed dead at the time.
What is going on, you have to go to the tomb to find out.
Outside the mausoleum, Xu Qi'an tore a page of Confucian magic and said to the three beauties: "Hold me."
Zhong Li hugged him obediently from behind, Huaiqing and Li Miaozhen squinted at him and pressed their hands on his shoulders.
Is Sister Zhong the best behaved? Huaiqing and Miaozhen have too strong personalities... Xu Qi'an muttered in his heart, without a pause in his mouth, burning the paper with a gas machine, and chanted:
"We are not outside the tomb, but inside the gate of the tomb."
The paper burned out, and the faint clear light wrapped around the four people and disappeared.
Zhong Li sacrificed a magical instrument made of Ye Mingzhu, letting it emit a clear and clear glow, illuminating the dark inside of the tomb.
Li Miaozhen looked back and found that the four on his side had just passed through the gate of the tomb and did not go deep into the tomb. He couldn't help frowning and said, "Why don't you just say it is in the main tomb?"
Is it too wasteful to enter only one door with Confucian magic?
Although it is impossible for them to open the door openly and even less likely to spend time digging a thief hole, Xu Qi'an can completely send it directly to the main tomb.
Xu Qi'an complained quietly: "You don't love me at all."
Li Miaozhen: "???"
She quickly realized that the Confucian magic is to withstand backlash, and just through a door, the effect of the spell backlash will be very light.
If it is directly transmitted to the main tomb, passing through various organs in the middle, the difficulty on the way will be returned to the operator through backlash.
Zhong Li took the lead in the charge and said: "There are twelve types of big organs, 72 types of small organs, and nine formations in the Emperor's Tomb... Behind you, don't walk around."
The imperial mausoleum was the planner and the supervising party was Sitianjian, and Zhong Li was a disciple of Jianzheng, and was qualified to view the drawings of the supervising construction of the tomb of the first emperor.
"Following her we will be more dangerous..."
Li Miaozhen questioned quietly.
Xu Qi'an waved his hand: "It's okay, just follow her, there will be no accidents."
He took the jade pendant gifted by Jianzheng into the fragments of the earth book, and now Xu Qi'an, the buff of the son of the plane is fully opened, which is enough to offset the bad luck brought by the prophet.
There were no dangers along the way. Under the leadership of Zhong Li, they successfully avoided the mechanism and cracked the formation. The four finally arrived at the main tomb.
The gate of the main tomb was two tall stone gates, which were tightly closed. Xu Qi'an stopped and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
"What's wrong?" Li Miaozhen looked back at him.
It's nothing, it just seems to have the tomb stress disorder.......... Xu Qi'an used the way of complaining to relieve his inner emotions. The first emperor's body can never return to the tomb.
I hope I don't have the aura of bad luck that will cause the dead body to be opened...
He took a deep breath, pressed the Shimen with both palms, bulged his muscles, and pushed open the Shimen hard.
The warrior's crisis instinct has no warning! Xu Qi'an breathed a sigh of relief and entered the main tomb first.
Zhong Li holds the Ye Mingzhu in his palm, and the clear and clear light illuminates the main tomb, illuminating the pillars, clay figurines, utensils and other funerary objects.
Xu Qi'an looked at the center of the main tomb. The pitch-black jade was based on a huge coffin made of sandalwood and wrapped in white jade.
Putting both palms on the coffin, waiting for a while, confirming that the strong intuition had no warning, Xu Qi'an let out a sigh of relief and slowly pushed the coffin away.
Inside the coffin is a sandalwood coffin of normal size.
Opening the lid of the coffin, as Zhong Li approached, the scene in the coffin caught Xu Qi'an's eyes. In the coffin covered with yellow silk, there was a dead bone lying.
Li Miaozhen walked to the coffin and examined the dry bones. The information about the emperor he had collected before he set off appeared in his mind, saying: "The height is similar."
He glanced at the pubic bone again, and said, "Man."
This, there are bones in the coffin, indicating that the first emperor really entered the coffin instead of suspended animation? Li Miaozhen frowned.
The scene in front of them was different from what they expected. In their speculation, the first emperor suspended his death in a burial, and then quietly uncovered the coffin.
"Give me Ye Mingzhu."
Huaiqing stretched out her hand and took the illuminating artifact from Zhong Li's palm. She did not shy away from the poisonous smell in the coffin, leaned down slightly, and carefully examined the bones of the first emperor. After a long time, she appeared in a daze:
"He is not the first emperor."
Xu Qi'an touched his chin: "What is your basis?"
According to the collected data, Emperor Xian was a man with sound limbs and no defects in bones. This corpse is also healthy.
In this world lacking advanced equipment and unable to detect DNA, it is almost impossible for Xu Qi'an to identify the identity with just one glance.
Huaiqing held Ye Mingzhu with a complicated expression and explained:
"His hand and foot bones are longer and longer than those of ordinary people. He is an eunuch... ... the was cleansed when he was young, and when he was an adult, his body would be different from normal men and be taller, but his hands and feet The ratio will be slightly deformed, which is longer than normal men."
Xu Qi'an took a closer look and found that the arm bones of this corpse were indeed too long.
What is the principle? Uh, it's worthy of being the No. 1 female academic tyrant of Dafeng...........Although I also have a lot of knowledge about autopsy, there is no in my time..........
Xu Qi'an whispered: "So, now there is nothing to doubt."
The monarch of a country has luck and luck, and it is impossible to be seized by outsiders unless the person who seizes the house is also the emperor. In other words, the existence under the dragon veins could not be the first emperor's coat.
At the moment, it has been proved that the bones of the Emperor Xian are fake, so it is no doubt that the Emperor Xian is behind the scenes.
Huai Qing did not answer, but said somewhat lonely: "Let's go."
Xu Qi'an sighed. Yuan Jing was no longer Yuan Jing. Maybe he had an accident when he was hunting in the autumn of Nanyuan, or maybe he was replaced when he suddenly practiced Taoism twenty years ago.
They don't know the specific method of operation yet, but the conclusion is now.
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Outside Yandu~EbookFREE.me~ the ground exploded one after another cannon pits, with blue smoke, the soldiers' bodies spread across the ground, blood seeping into the dark soil.
Nangong Qianrou leaned over, grabbed a handful of hot mud, and crimson blood spilled from her fingers.
The armor on his body is no longer bright, his face is no longer fair and pretty, and the scars of swords and swords are all over his body.
The words before Wei Yuan left flashed in his mind: If you don't want to retreat within three days, then the deadline is six days, the sixth day, anyway, you must leave.
Today is the sixth day.
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PS: Ask for a monthly pass. Popular science knowledge: After the purifies his body, his body will become stronger and taller, and his life span will become longer. The bones will develop slightly deformed. The most obvious feature is the unusually long arms.........
Therefore, if you want to live a long life, you might as well cut forever! !