Then, under the care of several guards, Yang Xuan was taken into the palace.

The palace is magnificent and somewhat similar to the place where the ancient emperors went to court. On both sides are civil and military officials. On the opposite steps is a chair made of white tiger skin. On the chair sits an old man with white hair and white beard but extremely sharp eyes. Presumably, this is the patriarch of the Longyin nationality.

When the civil and military officials on both sides saw Yang Xuan, they all showed a curious but hostile look.

The third uncle took a step forward and arched his hands. "I inform the clan leader that this outsider fell from the sky with a huge kite and was captured by Princess Yun and me. Please send it down!"

The third uncle was obviously protecting ah Yun. Ah Yun stood next to him and just opened his mouth. He was glared at by the third uncle. He had to close his mouth and his face was full of tension and worry.

The clan leader stared at Yang Xuan for a moment and said in a deep voice, "what's the purpose of you coming to us? Are you a spy sent from outside? We Longyin have lived away from the world for more than 400 years. Haven't you planned to let us go in the Ming Dynasty?"

Yang Xuan smiled bitterly. Facing this wonderful question, Yang Xuanshi didn't know how to answer. It took him a long time to organize the language and replied, "this... How to say, first, I'm not a spy. Second, the Ming Dynasty you said has been dead for nearly 400 years."

"Now the outside is completely different from before. It pays attention to harmony and democracy, and it is estimated that there are no more than ten people who can know your Longyin nationality."

Everyone was surprised at this.

The third uncle angrily said, "yellow mouth children, full of nonsense, tell the patriarch that these outsiders are insidious and cunning, and they can't believe their words!"

"It's better to throw him directly into the sword furnace to comfort the spirits of our ancestors in heaven!"

The patriarch raised his hand, "don't worry first!"

Then he looked at Yang Xuan and asked, "do you have a certificate that Daming has been subjugated?"

Yang Xuan thought for a moment and said, "you Longyin people have a history of thousands of years. The Han who lived the longest in the previous feudal dynasty was more than 400 years."

"If you think about it, it has been more than 600 years since the founding of Daming. Isn't it normal to perish for such a long time?"

"Moreover, after the Ming Dynasty, a dynasty called the Qing Dynasty also disappeared. Now it is a democratic era, which is completely different from before."

As soon as these words came out, all the civil and military officials in the hall immediately whispered.

"When he said that, it seemed that it was true!"

"More than 600 years have passed, and no previous dynasty could survive that long."

"Is Daming really dead?"

The patriarch frowned, pondered for a moment and said again, "although you have a good point, can you come up with real evidence?"

Yang Xuan never thought that he would face this problem one day in his life. He couldn't help being a little crazy.

"Tell father!"

At this time, ah Yun suddenly said, "father, I think what he said is true."

"Oh? What's the basis?"

The patriarch asked quickly.

A Yun replied, "I've seen some ancient books with Daming characters painted on them."

"But judging from the man's dress, it's not the same as Daming's dress, so what he said should be true."

At this time, the third uncle said, "those people are insidious and cunning. Maybe they dress like this on purpose to confuse us?"

A Yun shook her head. "In addition to this, I have other evidence."

With that, he went to Yang Xuan and said in a low voice, "big brother, give me your camera."

Yang Xuan was stunned and immediately understood the other party's meaning. He quickly took out his mobile phone and handed it over. He sighed in his heart that he didn't expect it.

A Yun picked up her cell phone and said to the patriarch, "with this thing, we can prove that what he said is true."

All the people nearby showed a look of doubt and curiosity.

One of them said, "Princess Yun, this small square looks very strange, but with this thing alone, it can't prove that what he said is true."

A Yun smiled and said to man Chao Wen Wu, "you all stand still. I'll do a trick for you first."

With that, open the camera, aim at all civil and military officials, click and press the shutter.

"Look what this is."

A Yun smiled and handed the mobile phone to the man who had just spoken.

The man looked at the screen suspiciously. When he saw the picture above, he was frightened and screamed. He staggered back a few steps and nearly fell to the ground.

The others didn't know what had happened, so they hurried forward to have a look. When they saw their own affairs on the screen, they were also frightened to take a breath.

An old civil servant with white hair and beard rushed to the patriarch for the first time and said in panic, "be careful, patriarch, this thing can capture people's soul!"

The whole morning was in a mess.

"Shut up!"

The patriarch's character is more stable than ordinary people. He took the mobile phone from a Yun and looked at it on the screen. He was also surprised.

But he soon calmed down and asked, "what's this?"

A Yun said with a smile, "listen... Listen to this outsider. It's called high technology. It's not a soul stirring magic."

"Father, think about it. Can you have these things if Daming is still there?"

The patriarch bowed his head and pondered for a while. He stared at Yang Xuan up and down for a long time. Suddenly, his face was excited and said, "is Daming really dead?"

Yang Xuan nodded, "so I'm not a spy at all. I just want to find out one thing."

Just as he was about to take out the tadpole text from his arms, a swordsman suddenly ran in from the outside, "tell the patriarch that the people of Shemo are coming!"

"What!"

The patriarch stood up and asked, "how many people have they come!"

The man replied, "the specific number is not clear. There is a large area outside the Chengguan. It seems that they should pour out this time, and the clan leader of the Shemo nationality has also come. Now they are shouting and scolding under the Chengguan!"

The patriarch's face was frozen, "send my order and mobilize all the guards to meet the enemy. The rest follow me to the Chengguan!"

A group of people rushed to Chengguan.

Perhaps because the matter was urgent, Yang Xuan was ignored. Ah Yun took advantage of the chaos to pull Yang Xuan aside and said to her throat, "big brother, now hurry out of the back door and find a place to hide!"

Yang Xuan said with a smile, "even if I leave now, I can't find a way out for a while. I have to be in your territory. Let me go to the wall with you first. I've never seen the ancient people fight with my own eyes."

A Yun bit her lip, "it's OK, but you should be more careful for a while. I'm afraid it's difficult to deal with extravagant people pouring out this time!"

The street, which was peaceful just now, was in a mess.

The people here, regardless of age, children, women and children, took long swords from their homes and rushed to the city pass when they learned of the invasion of foreign enemies.

Yang Xuan followed ah Yun to the city wall and saw a large number of armor clad warriors below. Their dress was similar to that of the Longyin nationality. The only difference was that these people were holding not long swords, but bright machetes.