Chapter 462

Xu Qian takes Hengyuan back to Xu's house and orders his servants to clean the guest room and take the master to stay.

Hengyuan can stay in Xu's house, which is undoubtedly a huge guarantee for Xu Qi'an and his family. There is a saint of Tianzong, a little black skin in southern Xinjiang, and a monk who hides a relic.

In fact, the guard power of Xu's house is already high and frightening, far stronger than most of the palaces of princes and nobles.

Hengyuan hands together, said: "excuse me."

After that, he went to the outer courtyard with the servant...

Although he was a monk, he was a man after all. It was inconvenient for him to live in the inner courtyard, where there were too many female dependents.

Under the guidance of the servants, Hengyuan entered a secluded room on the edge.

He didn't feel slighted at all. Instead, he was pleased with Xu Qi'an's kindness. Hengyuan needed a room quiet enough for him to read scriptures in the morning and evening classes.

After cleaning the room, Hengyuan put his hands together to thank the servant.

When the servant left, he was about to close the door to meditate. Suddenly, he saw a small head sticking out of the door. His dark eyes were looking at him with some curiosity.

Hengyuan smiles and says gently, "little benefactor."

He knew that this girl was Xu Qian's younger sister, and Hengyuan had been to Xu's house several times.

"Are you coming to my house, too?" Asked Xu Lingyin.

"Excuse me." Hengyuan's apologetic expression.

Xu Lingyin crossed the threshold, took out a piece of broken cake from his pocket, raised his face and offered it with both hands: "here you are."

What a sensible and kind-hearted child... Hengyuan showed a moving smile, took the cake and stuffed it into his mouth. It felt strange.

Xu Lingyin ran out happily. Not long after, she ran in with a withered orchid in her hand, with soil at the root.

Hengyuan some confused looking at the girl, heart said after sending cakes, also want to send flowers, Xu adult young sister is too warm, too sensible.

Xu Lingyin frowned and said in distress:

"I just played outside and knocked over my mother's favorite flower. I'm going to be beaten again. Uncle, you won't beat me. "

Hengyuan helpless way: "monks do not lie."

Xu Lingyin raised her face: "what do you mean?"

Hengyuan mildly explained: "you can't lie."

Xu Lingyin was about to cry and said, "then give me back the cake. I'll hide it in my shoes for three days, but I'm not willing to eat it......

..... Hengyuan is numb.

Back in the study, Huaiqing and Li Miaozhen are still waiting. The two beauties with different looks are sitting quietly. The atmosphere is not dignified, but not relaxed.

Seeing Xu Qi'an cross the threshold, Huaiqing's reaction is bigger than that of Li Miaozhen. He gets up quickly, and his skirt floats quickly.

In front of Xu Qi'an, he suddenly stops, his eyes like autumn water are staring at him tightly, trying to control the stability of the voice line:

"yes, who is it?"

"Not him." Xu Qian shakes his head, pauses for a few seconds, and adds in a low voice: "it's him."

Two answers, two he, correspond to two portraits.

Huaiqing's face suddenly solidified, her face was pale, and her blood color faded away. She seemed unable to accept the fact that she was so dizzy that she was about to fall.

Xu Qi'an took her arms around her waist and sighed: "Your Highness, I'm sorry..."

"this palace is OK, this palace is OK..." Huaiqing pushed her a few times and leaned on his shoulder, his shoulder trembling.

Xu Qi'an wanted to hold the beauty in her arms, but considering that she was not Lin'an, she just hugged her and lent her solid chest and broad shoulders to her royal highness.

Li Miaozhen, a melon eater who didn't know the truth, was shocked and said, "what do you want to do..." what do you want to do in front of me?

This process didn't last long. After a little cry, Huaiqing quickly pressed down her inner emotion, left Xu Qi'an's arms and said in a soft voice: "my palace has lost its posture."

"What's the matter?" Li Miaozhen asked

Xu Qi'an took a look at Huaiqing. Seeing that she didn't object, he explained to Tianzong: "the one under the dragon vein is not the head of the local clan, but the emperor."

The first emperor?!

Li Miaozhen's face was dull for a moment. She slowly opened her mouth and widened her eyes. Xu Qian's words echoed in her mind repeatedly. After a long time, she heard herself mumbling: "how can it be!"

"It's the emperor who has a real obsession with longevity. It's hard for me to believe that, but maybe that's what happened." Xu Qian sighed again.

In fact, the physical condition of the former Emperor was not good. Although he was feigning death, the result of the diagnosis of the master of heaven was correct, that is, the former Emperor was addicted to women and emptied his body.This is also very clear in the historical records, "Joan of arc is a good girl" just a few words to explain everything.

His own body is the most clear, so the emperor had a desire for cultivation and longevity. However, because of the rule that those who are endowed with Qi can not live forever, they can only keep this desire in their heart.

It was not until the head of di Zongdao came to the capital that there must have been some secrets unknown to outsiders, which changed the emperor's understanding and made him see the possibility of immortality.

It took Li Miaozhen a long time to digest the news and retort again and again:

"it's impossible that the former Emperor was not a Taoist disciple, and the former Emperor was not even a Wufu. The existence you saw in the underground dragon veins was so powerful that you shuddered."

"it's not a matter of cause and effect for an ordinary royal family to have a deep eye for the imperial family. Because whether there are children or not is one of the important criteria to compete for the crown prince.

"Even if the prince is obsessed with martial arts, it will make the emperor and the princes resent him. If you are addicted to martial arts, how can you deal with government affairs. My father... He has been obsessed with practicing Taoism for 20 years, and the government and the public have been criticizing him. This is the best example. "

If you want to be an emperor, you have to give up practicing. After all, people have their limits.

The former Emperor chose the throne, but it does not mean that he is not talented.

In the past 20 years, he has been like a moth, beating the bones and sucking the marrow in Dafeng's national fortune, squeezing people's fat and cream. Even if a pig is fed with so many resources, it will become Marshal Tianpeng.

Moreover, according to the current situation, the talent of the former Emperor is not weak.

Li Miaozhen was speechless for a moment. She didn't know what she thought of. She was shocked and lost her voice: "where is the body of Zhenbei king?"

Xu Qi'an and Huai Qing look at each other, do not understand why she is so excited: "what's the matter?"

The corpse of the king of Zhenbei was torn apart and could not die any more. In the case of Chuzhou, no one cared how to deal with the corpse of a prince.

The holy daughter of Tianzong slowly stood up and scanned them with terrified eyes, saying: "one Qi turns into three Qing, one is three, and three are one. As long as they don't kill three Zun Fenshen completely, they won't die. What's dead is only the Qi and blood accumulated over the years, and what's dead is only one third of the spirit. "

Xu Qi'an and Huai Qing's face changed greatly.

......

Sangbo, the rebuilt Shanhe Temple of Yongzhen.

Wearing a black robe embroidered with gold silk thread, Yuan Jing stands in front of the statue of the founding emperor, squinting at it.

He is in his fifties, but with his ruddy face, dark hair and upright posture, he looks no more than forty years old.

"Gaozu, you set up the Dafeng Dynasty, gather the spirit of the Central Plains, and promote to the first grade. At its peak, even the sorcerer religion can only recognize the fault by holding its nose. "

"Wuzong, you overthrew the decadent lineage, won the recognition of Confucianism, ascended the throne and became emperor, and promoted to the first grade. After the rise of Confucianism, Buddhism could only return to the western regions. "

"Six hundred years after the founding of the people's Republic of China, Dafeng had no one but you two. But no matter how powerful you were in your lifetime, you will be powerful all over the world. After a hundred years, you will eventually be a handful of loess. " Yuanjingdi's eyes were calm and his tone was firm:

"and I will be the first Immortal Emperor of Dafeng, soon, soon......"

...

the capital boundary, Fulong mountain range.

Overlooking from high altitude, Fulong mountain is like a sleeping dragon. It is the best geomantic treasure land in the capital.

About three hundred years ago, the emperors of that generation built mausoleums here. In the following three hundred years, six emperors were buried in the Fulong mountains. Therefore, the mausoleum here is also known as "Fengliu mausoleum".

The former Emperor was also buried here.

A group of four secretly sneaked into the imperial mausoleum, avoided the "defense line" of the vulgar martial artists with the help of celestial supervisor and Confucian magic, passed through the buildings outside the imperial mausoleum, entered the mountains, and stopped outside the mausoleum of the former Emperor.

They came here for the final verification.

As the king of a country, feigning death is not so simple. Wenwu, Yuyi and sitianjian of Manchu Dynasty all confirm it. Since the first emperor was sent to the coffin, he was dead at least at that time.

We have to go down to the grave to find out what's going on.

Outside the mausoleum, Xu Qian tore off a page of Confucian magic and said to the three beauties, "hold me."

Zhong Li obediently hugs him from behind. Huaiqing and Li Miaozhen squint at him and press their hands on his shoulder.

Is elder martial sister Zhong the best? Huaiqinghe Miaozhen has a strong personality...... Xu Qi'an muttered in his heart. Without a pause, he burned the paper with a gas engine and recited:

"we are not outside the mausoleum, but inside the gate of the mausoleum."

The paper burned out, and the faint light rolled around the four people and disappeared.Made of clear glass, the tomb gives out a clear night light.

Li Miaozhen looked back and found that the four of them just went through the gate of the mausoleum and didn't go deep into the mausoleum. He couldn't help frowning and said, "why don't you just say it's in the main mausoleum?"

Is it too wasteful to use Confucian magic to enter only one door?

Although they can't open the door and spend time digging the cave, Xu Qi'an can send it directly to the main tomb.

Xu Qian complained: "you don't hurt me at all."

Li Miaozhen:

She quickly reflected that the Confucianist magic had to suffer from backfire. Only through one door, the backfire effect of the magic would be very light.

If it is sent directly to the main tomb, it will pass through all kinds of mechanisms, and the difficulty on the way will be returned to the caster through the way of backfire.

Zhong Li took the lead and said, "there are 12 kinds of big organs, 72 kinds of small organs, and nine arrays in the mausoleum of the former Emperor's dormitory..." she introduced them like a few treasures. Everyone follow me. Don't walk around. "

The emperor's mausoleum is the planner and supervisor, the construction party is the Tianjian, and Zhong Li is the disciple of the supervisor. He is qualified to check the construction drawings of the mausoleum of the former Emperor.

"We'll be more dangerous if we follow her..."

Li Miaozhen asked in a low voice.

Xu Qi'an waved his hand: "it's OK. Just follow her. There will be no accident."

He took the jade pendant given by JianZheng into the fragments of Dishu. Now Xu Qian, the son of Weimian, is fully open, which is enough to offset the bad luck brought by the prophet.

All the way there was no danger. Under the leadership of Zhong Li, they successfully avoided the mechanism and cracked the array. Finally, the four arrived at the main tomb.

The gate of the main tomb is two tall stone gates, tightly closed. Xu Qi'an stops, and his mouth twitches slightly.

"What's the matter?" Li Miaozhen looks back at him.

nothing, it seems that the ancient tomb stress disorder...... Xu Qian to make complaints about the way to ease the inner emotions, what is the first emperor's body, it is impossible to return to the tomb.

I hope I don't have the aura of bad luck when I open the coffin...

he took a deep breath, pressed his palms on the stone gate, puffed up his muscles and pushed the stone gate open.

The warrior's crisis instinct has no warning! Xu Qi'an was relieved and entered the main tomb first.

Holding the night pearl in the palm of the palm of the hand, Zhong Li lights up the main tomb, columns, clay figurines, utensils and other burial objects.

Xu Qi'an looks at the center of the main tomb, which is a huge coffin made of sandalwood and wrapped in white jade.

Two palms on the coffin, waiting for a moment, to determine that there is no strong intuition warning, Xu Qi'an relieved, slowly pushed open the coffin.

Inside the coffin is a normal size sandalwood coffin.

Open the lid of the coffin, with the approaching of Zhong Li, the scene in the coffin comes to Xu Qi'an's eyes. Inside the coffin with yellow silk, there lies a dead bone.

Li Miaozhen went to the coffin and looked at the dead bone. Before he set out, he came up with the information about the emperor he had collected and said, "the height is similar."

He looked at the pubis and said, "man."

Well, there are bones in the coffin, which shows that the emperor really entered the coffin at the beginning, not feigned death? Li Miaozhen frowned.

The scene in front of them was different from what they expected. In their conjecture, the first emperor pretended to be dead and buried, and then quietly uncovered the coffin.

"Give me the night pearl."

Huaiqing reaches out her hand and takes over the lighting instrument from the palm of Zhong Li's hand. She does not shy away from the poisonous smell in the coffin. She slightly leans down and carefully examines the bones of the former Emperor. After a long time, she shows a sudden color:

"he is not the former Emperor."

Xu Qian touched chin: "what is your basis?"

According to the collected data, Xiandi was a man with sound limbs and no defects in skeleton. This bone is also sound.

In a world where there is no advanced equipment to detect DNA, it is almost impossible for Xu Qi'an to identify himself by just looking at it.

Huaiqing, holding the night pearl with a complicated look, explained:

"his hand and foot bones are relatively long, which is longer than ordinary people. He is a eunuch..... When a eunuch is young, he is cleaned. When he comes of age, his body will be different from that of a normal man, and he will be taller, but his hand and foot ratio will be slightly deformed, which is longer than that of a normal man."

Xu Qi'an fixed his eyes and found that the arm bone of the corpse was indeed too long.

What's the principle? Well, it's worthy of being the first female scholar in Dafeng..... Although I have a lot of autopsy knowledge, there was no Eunuch in my time......

Xu Qi'an whispered: "so, there is nothing to doubt now."

The monarch of a country is endowed with good fortune and can not be taken away by outsiders unless the person who takes away the monarch is also the emperor. In other words, the one under the dragon can't be the head of the land clan in the guise of the former Emperor.At present, it has been proved that the bones of the former Emperor are fake, so it is certain that the former Emperor is the backstage.

Huaiqing did not answer, some lonely said: "let's go."

Xu Qi'an sighed. Yuanjing was not Yuanjing for a long time. Maybe there was an accident when Nanyuan was hunting in autumn, or maybe there was a change of people when he was suddenly practicing Taoism 20 years ago.

They don't know the specific operation method, but the conclusion is in front of them.

......

yanduwai.

The ground was blasted open with gun pits and smoke. The corpses of soldiers were lying on the ground, and the blood penetrated into the dark soil.

Nangong qianrou leans down and grabs a handful of hot soil. The crimson blood overflows from her fingers.

His armor was no longer bright, his face was no longer fair and pretty, and the scars of his sword were all over his body.

The words before Wei Yuan left flashed in my mind: if you don't want to retreat within three days, then the deadline is six days. The sixth day, anyway, you have to leave.

Today is the sixth day.

PS: ask for a monthly pass. Popular science knowledge: after eunuch Jing's death, his body will become stronger and bigger, his life will become longer, his bone development will show slight deformity, and the most obvious feature is his long arms....

therefore, if you want to live a long life, you might as well cut it and treat it forever!!