After raising the emperor, he always wanted to marry me

On the southbound carriage.

Han Mochu was dressed in plain clothes, his complexion was pale, and he looked extremely tired.

When he accompanied Gu Xiu to fight in the sand in the past, he couldn't sleep for a few days and nights, and he rarely showed such tiredness.

Gu Xiu was also wearing a plain robe embroidered with silver thread. He was in the same carriage as Han Mochu, and accompanied him without saying a word.

The death of Yi Ji, a national scholar, caused turmoil throughout the country.

Except for Huainan Road, Jiangnan, and Lingnan areas, even the old officials in the capital who had been sent out by Mr. Yi Ji in the early years were all deeply mourned, especially Jingzhao Mansion Yin Jiangli, who fainted several times after hearing the news.

Su Che insisted on dressing himself in filial piety since the day he left Beijing, carrying a paper white flag all the way, and refused to put it down no matter who persuaded him.

After driving for seven days, I arrived at the foot of Baiming Mountain in Guangling, Yangzhou.

Shen Xiu, the prefect of Guangling, and Sun Ying, the governor of Yangzhou, had been waiting here for two days and two nights. When they saw the driver, Gu Xiu still avoided all the greetings and accompanied Han Mochu to the top of Baiming Mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there is a huge nanmu coffin parked in the small courtyard where Mr. Yi Ji lived alone at the end. On both sides, monks and Taoists are facing each other, and they are singing scriptures.

The "boy" who has been taking care of Mr. Yi Chi since he lived alone, with his wife and two children, is kneeling in front of the coffin and throwing paper money into the air.

Seeing the coffin, Su Che immediately fell to his knees, holding a white banner and joining the team of throwing paper money.

When the bearded "boy" saw Su Che, the two immediately hugged each other and cried.

"Sir, sir, why did you go like this!" Su Che cried with snot and tears, shaking the paper banner in his hand from time to time, making the atmosphere even more desolate.

"Sir, you are not yet one hundred and three years old, you are so jealous of talents!" The bearded boy also sobbed and threw a handful of paper money into the air.

Over there, Han Mochu also supported the coffin and stood still, brushed away the paper money that fell on the coffin lid, and asked in a deep voice, "Who reported the news of Mr.'s death?"

"Replying to Taifu Han, it was this Tong Xianggong who came to the government office to report that the master passed away on the tenth day of the ninth lunar month. Naturally, we dare not neglect, and immediately sent someone back to Beijing to deliver the letter." Sun Ying gathered the sleeve robe of the official uniform. , said respectfully.

Sun Ying knew this bearded "boy" named Tongzi.

In fact, not only Sun Ying, but the whole Huainan Road knew that this boy was Mr. Yi Ji's servant when he was still a real boy.

Who would dare to neglect the news of his death?

"Your Majesty, the four auspicious acupoints you ordered have already been selected, and we just need to wait for you and Taifu Han to choose." Sun Ying returned to Han Mochu's words, and then turned to Gu Xiu, who was standing with his hands behind his back, to reply.

Gu Xiu silently shook his head at him, Sun Ying understood and said no more.

"You restrained the master's body? What did the master say before he was alive?" Han Mochu turned his attention to the boy who was hugging and crying with Su Che.

The bearded boy was crying so hard that he could hardly speak, shaking his head and sobbing: "Five years ago, my husband married me into a family and asked me to set up my own family. Just send him vegetables every ten days. Who knows Before it was time to deliver vegetables, a little brother came to my house to deliver a letter, saying that my husband had passed away, and asked me to go up to the mountain to cook. As soon as I came up, I saw the coffin of the mourning hall, and three letters written by my husband. One box. One of them was for me, the letter told me to live a good life with my wife, and I must tell you two of his death, and tell the world..." The bearded man rolled up his sleeves After wiping his nose, he took out two envelopes from his cuffs, one was signed by Zi Ran, and the other was written by Chang Ru.

Su Che opened the letter in a panic, and the words in the letter were kind.

Just like my son, Beijing and China have been apart for a few years, but are you okay?The teacher is far away, and he is often missed.

I am very worried that you have not settled for your life-long affairs, and now I leave you 300 taels of gold, which is enough for you to buy a property and settle down in central Beijing, marry a wife and have children.

May my son be safe and healthy for the rest of his life, with a full family of descendants.

After Su Che read a text message, the bearded man also took out the legendary small box and handed it to Su Che.

Su Che caressed the heavy box, and secretly glanced at Han Mochu who had only an envelope beside him, and howled even louder: "Sir, my husband, I shouldn't blame you for being biased, I shouldn't blame you After you left, you left all your money to me, 300 taels of gold, you have saved it for a lifetime! My husband!"

Han Mochu had no time to pay attention to Su Che's crying, and opened the letter that belonged to him. In the letter, there was only a piece of white paper with a flowering fruit tree drawn on it. Faded brass keys.Han Mochu held these two things in his hands and thought for a while, then suddenly he raised his lips and laughed, and while smiling, he untied the filial belts on his head and body.

This abnormal behavior of Han Mochu immediately caught Gu Xiu's attention. He supported Han Mochu's shoulder, frowned and said, "What's wrong with you, Ziran? But is there anything uncomfortable?"

"Your Majesty, I'm fine. It's just that Mr. Yi is not dead, so I don't need to wear filial piety anymore." Han Mochu still smiled, and took off his filial piety robe.

Seeing this, Su Che stopped crying immediately, stood up from the coffin and moved closer to Han Mochu's side, reaching out his hand to get in touch with him: "Zi Ran, listen to the elder brother, the elder brother is the elder, and the husband will leave it to you." It’s common for elder brother to have too many things. You won’t be mad because of this, right? Otherwise, elder brother loves you, how about sharing half of it with you?”

"Su Changru, think about it carefully." Han Mochu slapped Su Che's hand away with a little disgust: "The boy didn't see Mr.'s body when he went up the mountain, only the coffin and the mourning hall. Mr. lived alone all year round. If he really died, then the What happened to the mourning hall and the coffin?"

"This..." Su Che also reflected: "Didn't the boy say that there is a brother he doesn't know? Maybe it's the brother who restrained himself. How can you lie to people about this kind of thing?"

Han Mochu shook his head, and patted the lid of the coffin: "You don't believe me? Let's open the coffin now to see if there is Mr.'s body in the coffin."

"Open the coffin? Isn't that good? There are so many people here, no matter what..."

Before Su Che could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Gu Xiu who was beside him.

"Sun Ying, you order to go down. All the monks, guards, and officials here should evacuate to the mountainside to wait for the order." Gu Xiu issued the order neatly.

After a while, the people who led the order scattered away like birds and beasts in the mountains.

In front of the coffin on the top of the mountain, only Su Che, Han Mochu and Gu Xiu were left.

"Zi Ran, do you really want to open the coffin?" Su Che put his arms around his gold box and stopped in front of Mr. Yi Wei's coffin.

"Let's talk nonsense. If there is a collision after opening the coffin, I will go and kowtow in front of Mr.'s soul to admit my mistake." Han Mo glanced at him for the first time and didn't intend to pay attention to it.

Standing on both sides of the coffin, Gu Xiu and Han Mochu pulled out the Longyuan sword hanging from their waists, and wedged it into the gap between the coffin and the coffin.

Following the flash of the sword's edge, and a crisp click, the solid wooden coffin lid was pried up.

Pushing open the coffin lid, there lay a scarecrow that couldn't be more fake, and Mr. Yi Yi's birthday stick.

There was also a piece of paper pasted on the face of the scarecrow, with eight large characters written on the paper: "I am dead, I have to burn the paper."

Han Mochu bent down and peeled off the paper from the scarecrow's face, and pasted it on Su Che's forehead: "Now do you believe it?"

Su Che took off the paper from his face, and flipped through it for no apparent reason: "Since Mr. is not dead, why is he making such a fuss? Is it just to trick us back? Where is Mr. now?"

"I think Mr. probably doesn't want to be found by us. Isn't Mr. like this since childhood? But we can't figure out anything."

"You mean the boy lied? He helped Mr. lure us back?"

"No, the boy didn't lie. Presumably, the master found someone to deceive the boy first." Han Mochu held the faded brass key in his hand, and the haze in his heart for several days was swept away. He raised his head. The corners of his lips turned to Gu Xiu and said, "Your Majesty, please send everyone back. Just say that the coffin has been opened for inspection, Mr. Yi Wei is indeed dead, and it was the minister who was overly sad."

"Okay, I know."

"In addition, let Sun Ying bring another team of officials to wait for the driver. After worshiping the mourning hall in a while, he will go to the back mountain with his ministers to pick up some things."

"What are you looking for? You and I have lived on this mountain for so many years, what is there that you and I don't know?" Su Che approached curiously with the box of gold in his arms.

"Of course it's something my husband left me." With a smile on the corner of Han Mochu's mouth, he shook the key in his hand towards Su Che.

Su Che doesn't take it seriously, after all, is there anything better than gold?

About a quarter of an hour later, the people who had just been ordered to retreat were called back, and the altar was rearranged. Gu Xiu, Han Mochu, and Su Che walked into the mourning hall to burn incense on Mr. Yi Yi's tablet.

The funeral continued, and so did the crying of the bearded boy.

Everything is still immersed in the atmosphere of endless sadness.

In the afternoon, Han Mochu and his party brought the team of officials sent by the governor of Yangzhou to the place where the fruit trees grow behind Baiming Mountain.

Those pleasingly growing fruit trees surround a seven-foot-deep pit, which is the one that Su Che and Han Mochu dug when they were teenagers.Han Mochu pointed to the location of the pit and said, "It's here, please dig three feet down."

The officials all had shovels in their hands, and they all answered "yes" in unison, and jumped into the pit in twos and threes, digging up with a grunt.Sun Ying sent a large number of officials, and when one group was tired, they would be replaced by another group. In addition, there were a few who were responsible for lifting soil.

After more than an hour, one of the officials who dug the hard object first shouted to the top of the pit: "Your Majesty, Taifu Han! We have dug it!"

Immediately afterwards, people shouted one after another: "Your Majesty, Taifu Han dug it, it's an iron plate! Yes, it's an iron plate!"

The officers with shovels climbed up, and another two officers with brooms jumped down and landed on the iron plate with a roar, which was obviously a hollow iron plate.

Two officials swept away the floating dirt on the iron plate, revealing an iron plate that resembled a hinged door: "Your Majesty, Taifu Han, there is an iron gate here."

"Alright, thank you all, let's go up and receive the reward."

Han Mochu and Gu Xiu looked at each other and nodded.Because the sky was getting dark, there was a clever boy beside him early in the morning who took a few bright colored glass lamps for backup.

Han Mochu rolled up his large sleeve robe, jumped down from the top of the pit with the glazed cup in his hands, took out the brass key after he stood still, unlocked the iron leaf door, and lifted one of the uninhabited doors. Hinge, under the hinge there is a staircase that has been repaired. Han Mochu took a glass lamp to take a picture of the situation below the staircase, and after making sure that it was safe, he said to Gu Xiu on the pit: "Your Majesty, come down."

As Han Mochu entered the iron gate of the pit, Gu Xiu also loosened his outer robe and jumped into the pit neatly. Su Che, who was holding the golden box, barely entered the tunnel with the help of everyone at the top of the pit.

The three of them climbed down the stairs, and Dang even was stunned by the scene in front of them.

Under the stone steps is a stone room with a square meter of thousands of feet. There are small holes cut every few steps in the rock wall of the stone room.

The small holes are filled with night pearls the size of eggs. The night pearls are moist and bright, so that the light in the stone room is not dim.

Han Mochu was holding a glazed cup in his hand, countless boxes were neatly stacked in the place he saw, and he opened a box casually, all of which were filled with golden ingots, and a note was pasted on the top of the box cover , clearly wrote three words: "Zi Ran's."

Open the box again, the box is full of jewels that can blind people's eyes, and there are still three words written on the box lid: "Zi Ran's."

Su Che, who walked all the way with 300 taels of gold in his arms, felt that the box of gold in his hand would lose its fragrance in an instant, so he kept opening the cover of the box while muttering to himself: "Zi Ran's, Zi Ran's, why? It's all Ziran's!"

Han Mochu pulled Gu Xiu around those wooden boxes, and walked up to a strange looking stone door.On the stone gate is engraved a creature with a round head, round body, round feet and round hands, but with a cat's face.

The creature looked delicate and cute, with a big belly, and a raised semicircle was carved under the abdomen.

Han Mochu tentatively pressed the semicircle, and the stone door creaked open.

Inside the stone gate was a stone room illuminated by countless ever-burning lamps. On the left and right sides of the stone room were stacks of gold coins nearly two feet high.On the stone wall behind Jinbi Mountain, hung a three-foot-square and detailed map of all nations, at least ten times more detailed than the one that Han Mochu drew for Gu Xiu when he was young.

There are nine deafening words written in the blank space at the top of the map of all nations: "Your journey is the sea of ​​stars."

Below the map of all nations, there are three huge wooden boxes.

Han Mochu and the two stepped forward and opened the top cover of the wooden box.

Of the three boxes, one was filled with blueprints of various weapons, battle armor, and ships.One mouthful is full of books, some on metallurgy, some on water control, some on trade, and some on mining and farming.In the last box were stacked lambskin maps one after another, which showed in detail the locations of gold, silver, copper, aluminum, tin and other metal deposits in various places on the map of all nations.

Han Mochu stroked those maps and books, and two lines of clear tears welled up from the corners of his eyes.Gu Xiu's eye circles also turned red. He was taught by Han Mochu, and he quickly understood the true intentions of Mr. Yi Wei, an expert in the world.

The country of Great Zhou was built by Mr. Yi Yi and his ancestors of the Gu family together.

Although he didn't know what Mr. Yi Ji was with his wife in the previous generation!What happened between the ancestors and emperors.

But he knew that Mr. Yi Ji's move meant that the hope of revitalizing the entire Great Zhou was entrusted to him, and Han Mochu was also entrusted.

Han Mochu pulled Gu Xiu, and the monarchs and ministers knelt side by side and solemnly kowtowed three times to the picture of the world.

The two of them will spend their whole lives expanding the territory of the Great Zhou to become the largest, strongest and most prosperous country on the entire map of nations.

***

On the streets of Guangling, the streets are full of sacrificial sheds, and hawkers selling incense and candles are running back and forth in the streets, and all passers-by stop to worship.

A handsome young man dressed in white walked down the street with a calm expression on his back carrying a small black package.

I bumped into a peddler selling incense, and the peddler greeted enthusiastically: "Master, buy some incense."

"Why do I buy incense?" The young man raised his lips and smiled.

"Of course it is to offer incense sticks to Mr. Yi Ji. Mr. Yi Ji is a great hero in the founding of our Great Zhou Dynasty. Even the current emperor and the Tai Tuo came to pay homage."

"Me? I don't know him either, so it's better not to ask." The young man waved his hands and continued to walk away.

Looking at the young man's back, the peddler scratched his head and said, "Really, is there anyone who doesn't know Mr. Yi these days?"

The peddler turned around and continued to yell, suddenly covered with white sweat.

The young man just now was five points similar to the portrait hanging in the sacrificial shed.

It's like Mr. Yi Ji, who is more than seventy years younger.

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