nine words

Not long after Chu Luoyin and He Wenge were conferred the titles of sons, Xun Sui bestowed Chu Jiuge with the position of prime minister, euphemistically calling it "the son inherits his father's legacy". It's just a reasonable position around you.

How could Chu Jiuge not know his thoughts? In this way, his Chu family can be regarded as real, and they have entered the court for generations.As for how many generations of officials there were before Chu Zhiyi, Chu Jiuge also needed to look through the family tree to find out.

"The Prime Minister's Mansion has not been cleaned for several years, and it may be very messy. Why don't I send someone to clean it, and you can go and see the situation?"

Chu Jiuge politely declined, "That's the way to find some clues. I haven't stepped into the threshold of the prime minister's mansion since I can remember, and now I have a proper name. Go back and have a look, and offer a stick of incense to the ancestors , can be regarded as the glory of the ancestors."

Having said that, is the ancestor of the Chu family really the ancestor of Chu Jiuge?Is it really Chu Zhiyi's ancestor...

When he said this, Chu Jiuge's expression was gloomy, and he knew that this touched the unhealed scar in his heart, so he didn't want to mention it again, and ordered Yu Jingnian to take him to the prime minister's mansion.

From the outside of the courtyard, the prime minister's mansion is a very magnificent building, located in the south of the center of Lin'an City, close to the palace, so that the prime minister can walk before all the officials when he goes to court every day.Standing in front of the main entrance of this mansion, Chu Jiuge suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart. He thought, maybe this is the sadness of being unable to return home. After many years, he realized that it was Chu Jiuge. Knowing the sorrow that was left there.

Looking at the three block letters "Prime Minister's Mansion" neatly written on the plaque, Chu Jiuge really felt that he did not embarrass Chu Zhiyi. Footsteps, one step at a time, to where we are today.

"Father, did you step into this gate with the same mood as me..."

Yu Jingnian, who went to open the door, did not hear Chu Jiuge's whispers, and only he himself understood how much the three of them, father and son, had paid.

Opposite the gate is a nine-dragon wall. Chu Jiuge once saw the same landscape in King Yan's Palace, and said it was built to block the taboos brought about by the vicious feng shui.Yan Guo has always believed in such wonderful things as feng shui metaphysics, so Xu Changqing built an underground palace under the palace.

Yu Jingnian pushed Chu Jiuge into the gate. The fallen leaves all over the ground were dry and brittle, and the wheels of the wheelchair pressed against them, making a crisp "creaking" sound, which was inevitably mixed with the sound of some branches breaking.

Looking up, what comes into view is a quiet sky covered by dead branches with a little light, and a few wild geese returning late are flying south. It's really late autumn.

Chu Jiuge thought for a long time, and finally said: "Going to other places is useless, let's go directly to the ancestral hall, where there will definitely be the family tree of the Chu family."

Yu Jingnian thought it made sense, so he led Chu Jiuge towards the back hall, until he saw a smaller wing standing alone in a small courtyard, Yu Jingnian said to Chu Jiuge: "Then it should be It's the shrine."

"It really looks like... a grave."

grave?Indeed, it was desolate and terrifying. If it was at night, even a masculine man like Yu Jingnian would not want to approach this place.

"Is it okay to open the ancestral hall rashly? I heard that rich families are very particular about opening ancestral halls, and they also set off firecrackers to select auspicious times."

Chu Jiuge smiled, "Now the Chu family is only left with my bloodline, how can there be so many sayings, and the ancestors will not blame us for being disrespectful."

Hearing what he said, Yu Jingnian had no choice but to go forward to open the rusted copper lock, still muttering in his heart, "Don't blame it, don't blame it".

With a crisp "click", the copper lock opened in response. Yu Jingnian turned his head and forgot to take a look at Chu Jiuge. With the latter's affirmative nod, he gently pushed open the door of the ancestral hall, and was faced with a thick cloud of dust and corruption. Feeling angry, Yu Jingnian coughed a few times, and said to Chu Jiuge, "It's a bit dusty inside, you'd better not go in."

Chu Jiuge took out two silk handkerchiefs from his clothes pocket, handed one to Yu Jingnian, and tied the remaining one around his mouth and nose to prevent dust and poisonous gas from decaying wood from entering the respiratory tract, which would only increase injuries.

"I'll light a candle first." Therefore, Yu Jingnian took the lead in lighting a white candle, and put it in a few conspicuous places in the ancestral hall, so that the ancestral hall without windows could be brightly lit, and then pushed Chu Jiuge into the ancestral hall .

Chu Jiuge raised his head and looked around. He didn't expect that the ancestral hall didn't look big from the outside, but it was dug a few meters deep inside, adding a lot of space.Yu Jingnian took a candle and stretched out his hand to shine it on the ground. He unexpectedly found that the soil on the ground was loose. Moving forward, he saw a large piece of wood.

Chu Jiuge motioned Yu Jingnian to push himself to the front to have a look, only to find that the carved wooden board was actually the lid of the coffin. It was dark red and looked like a coffin for a woman.

Yu Jingnian reached out and touched the loose soil on the ground, "The traces are still fresh, and the soil is also very soft. There is no sign of sinking. Someone should have dug up this coffin recently. But who could it be? Not to mention your ancestors Who will be buried in this ancestral hall, who has a blood feud with him, and who will dig his grave after death?"

Chu Jiuge lowered his head, and turned over the soft dust within his reach. As expected, his fingertips touched a different touch. With a little force, Chu Jiuge pulled out a wooden board and pointed it at the candlelight. At first glance, it turned out to be a spirit card.

"Chang's Beloved Wife's Wisdom Spirit Tablet..."

There is a big difference from the name taboo writing of ordinary spirit cards. Normally, if it is a wife surnamed Chang, it should be "the spiritual seat of my beloved wife Chang." If it is written like this, it should be a woman named Chang. Man, his wife's name is Zhiyi...

"Jingnian, open the coffin."

"What?" Yu Jingnian suspected that he had heard wrongly. Chu Jiuge actually asked him to open the coffin of his ancestors. This was disrespectful and he would face retribution.

"If it's not what I expected, this coffin should have been opened, and there should be nothing in it."

Yu Jingnian knew that Chu Jiuge must have his own plans, and if he didn't follow his will, his plans and thoughts would be disrupted, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and push the heavy coffin lid.

As expected, as Chu Jiuge said, someone had already opened the coffin before, so there was no need for coffin nails, which saved a lot of trouble.

With a heavy sound, the coffin lid fell to the ground. Yu Jingnian took a candle to illuminate it, glanced at Chu Jiuge, and said, "It's not that there is nothing..." Then, he took out a wooden stick from the coffin as if Put the thing in the Chu Jiu singer, and the latter held it for a while and found out: "This is the real product of 'Phoenix Prisoner'."

The blade lay quietly in the scabbard, and Chu Jiuge asked Yu Jingnian to try to pull it out, but the latter tried his best, but failed to change the dagger in the slightest.

Chu Jiuge knew that his guess was correct.

A person with a surname of Chang was once Chu Zhiyi's lover. The Devil's Cult has done a lot of work inside.

And the person who came to this ancestral hall before him and opened Chu Zhiyi's fake coffin was Chang Lingge who was at the end of his strength.He went to Nangong earlier not just to see Chu Jiuge, he also stole something from the palace, which is the scabbard of "Phoenix Prisoner Huang". I am afraid that he got the blade from other places before that.

At the end of his life, the last thing Chang Lingge did was to overlap the sheath blades of "Phoenix Prisoner" to end this war, and hide "Phoenix Prisoner" in Chu Zhiyi's fake coffin Among them, one is that this is the safest place he can find when he is dying, and in the future Chu Jiuge will follow his footsteps and return here, and find another place to hide "Phoenix Prisoner Huang" in case he is dying. Troubled times are coming again.

And the second is to fulfill the wish of this life, to return what Chu Zhiyi spent his life protecting, and to leave without any regrets...

Thinking of this, Chu Jiuge couldn't help but burst into tears. After all, Chang Lingge is also a victim. If he is the son of Chu Zhiyi's beloved Chang, then maybe in the end, he doesn't know who his father is, and he has no chance Seeing Chu Zhiyi again, calling him "Dad", I can only find some sad psychological comfort in the place where Chu Zhiyi once lived...

Seeing Chu Jiuge like this, Yu Jingnian didn't know what to say to comfort him. He didn't even know what was going on, let alone whether Chu Jiuge felt heartache because there was no one in the coffin, or whether his grandparents were killed by others. Feeling sad because of blasphemy, he could only hold his shoulders, and couldn't squeeze out a word for a long time.

"Jingnian, look around that table and see if you can find my family tree."

After hearing this, Yu Jingnian felt worried about such Chu Jiuge, but he still followed suit, leaving Chu Jiuge alone, and after setting up Chu Zhiyi's spiritual seat, he turned the wheel of the wheelchair, pushed back a few steps, and then supported it with his hands. He leaned forward, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times.

"Father, there are some things that you don't need to say explicitly, you will definitely understand my feelings. If God will give me this opportunity, what I owe you will be repaid a hundredfold."

Hearing the movement behind him, Yu Jingnian immediately went to help Chu Jiuge who was kneeling on the ground. He first blamed him for not paying attention to his body, and then checked him up and down to make sure that he was not injured before he was relieved.

"Jingnian, if it were you, would you love the person who betrayed you wholeheartedly?"

"Yes." Yu Jingnian replied without hesitation, "Love is giving, not taking. If I love him, I will only love him. I will spend my whole life in this world."

Dive into this life, blue fall and yellow spring...

Do you also love him so persistently...