After the queen came to the throne, I was forced to be nine thousand years old

Chapter 423 The Other Side of the Mysterious Real Man

The feng shui treasure land that Zhan Yao Mansion found for Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang is a place called Mount Quanrong, which is almost the farthest suburb of Kyoto City.

Of course, the current name is Xianhou Mountain, and the name Quan Rong is not a good name.

Taking such a name naturally has its source.

This mountain is unknown, and it was once the territory of a barbarian 500 years ago. The barbarian monk took refuge in Jiulin, and then he took refuge in Ji Wuji after the Great Jin Taizu raised his troops.

He was born in an extinct tribe of barbarians - Quanrong, because Ji Wuji had made great contributions in leading the way, and his identity was too sensitive, so the family slaves of the three surnames were always disliked.

So Ji Wuji randomly rewarded him with a mountain.

This third-rank powerhouse of the Dog Rong tribe has stayed in this mountain.

Zuo Dodge held the secret letter that Mo Tu gave him in his hand, and read it word by word, with a slight surprise in his eyes.

A third-rank master of the Dog Rong Barbarian, who has been living on Mount Quan Rong outside the capital?
Are there such honest people among the barbarians?
He didn't know Jin Taizu himself well, but in order to open the treasure house of the Emperor of Heaven, he was naturally a resolute and ruthless person. Wouldn't such a person know that he was not of my race, so he would have to kill him?

Or does this so-called third-rank barbarian have other effects on Jin Taizu Ji Wuji?
Thinking that Mount Quanrong was given by Chen Guanshi of the Demon Slayer Mansion, and Emperor Ji Lingjun must have known that there were third-rank barbarians in the mountain, but still wanted someone to build the Empress Dowager Mausoleum in the mountain, Zuo Daoqi couldn't help feeling a little complicated in his heart.

Sure enough, nothing related to the court is simple.

Zuo Dodge said softly, "Do we need to meet this rank-[-] powerhouse of the barbarian dog?"

Mo Tu shook his head slightly, and said, "Your Majesty said, he will send a letter to Lord Pingyuan, and we only need to complete the construction of the Empress Dowager's Mausoleum."

Left Dodge was silent.

What happened after that had nothing to do with him. Naturally, Mr. Wen planned to set up camp and distribute tasks to the various teams of the Tiger Guard.

Left Dodge is a bit odd.

"The people who built the mausoleum were the soldiers of the Tiger Guard?"

Mr. Wen smiled, "Your Majesty said that he won't accomplish anything after taking office. If he does something that wastes people and money again, the court officials will have gossip again."

These seemed to be Ji Lingjun's original words, but Mr. Wen's eyes were somewhat meaningful.

Zuo Dodge could see clearly.

Today is different from the former Emperor Yuanji, who never persuaded the officials at all, and even said in person in the court, "The things I have done will last for thousands of years, and you will record them as the officials..."

How could he let the lieutenants build the mausoleum just because he was afraid of officials?

This is not to alienate the sergeants in the army.

Zuo Daoqi naturally understood that Ji Lingjun was worried about the clan's residence.

Quanrong Mountain, no, Xianhou Mountain is indeed a geomantic treasure land calculated by Chen Guanshi himself. Walking into the mountain, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and there are many fruits, but the branches are covered with clear frost, and the red sun is not hot.

It is a bit better than Zuo Dodge's own palace scenery.

After all, it is the hermit place of a third-rank barbarian, so it is not surprising to have such a scenery.

After everything was arranged properly, the construction of the Mausoleum of the Empress Dowager began the next day.

Zuo Daoqi was quite idle, and the strong dog didn't appear, as if he had already reached an agreement with Ji Lingjun.

It is a good thing that there are no third-rank powerhouses.

Three days passed in a flash.
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Outside the city of Kyoto, the sky has just dawned, but there is still a bit of darkness in the sky.

Ji Lingshu sat in Changyi's carriage with a happy face, in stark contrast to Changyi who looked sleepy.

She seemed to be somewhat dissatisfied and muttered, "Xi Yuan, you dragged Bengong up from the bed early in the morning, but Zuo Qing told Bengong that women will become ugly if they don't get enough sleep."

Ji Lingshu was in a good mood today, so she didn't bother to argue with Changyi, but poured her a cup of tea very warmly.

"Okay sister, you are naturally beautiful, and you won't become ugly if you sleep less. Don't listen to uncle scaring people, he likes to scare you."

"Hmph! Does she dare?"

Changyi looked disdainful.

Ji Lingshu smiled and said nothing, "I heard from my uncle a few days ago that my sister wants to practice Taoism?"

When mentioning this matter, Changyi couldn't help but feel depressed, "What's the use of thinking, I don't even have a spiritual network..."

Then she looked at Ji Lingshu enviously, and lowered her voice a little, "They all said that the Taizu won the national fortune, and it turned back on me and other younger generations, leaving us no chance to practice. I really don't know why you You can practice."

Ji Lingshu smiled slightly, noncommittal, and did not answer the question, "My aunt is coming later, I'll let her take a look for you, maybe there is a way for you to practice."

Changyi flashed a look of joy, and then quickly disappeared, "Forget it, if you can cultivate, you won't achieve much, most likely you won't even be able to build a foundation."

"Then let uncle help you find a solution." Ji Lingshu leaned closer and whispered into Changyi's ear, "If he can't solve it, sister, don't let him go to bed."

In an instant, two blushes rose on Changyi's face, as if he was about to bleed. She hadn't thought about what would happen after marriage at all.

She has always regarded getting married as Zuo Daoqi becoming her personal bodyguard, but now being exposed by Ji Lingshu's words, it suddenly made Changyi a little uncomfortable. Those banned books...

A mist of water slowly rose from his eyes, and he quickly woke up again, like stealing the bell.

"Who... who wants to sleep with him, but sister, you are right, he can't make me a monk, so I won't go with him... Anyway, I really want to marry him."

Ji Lingshu had a half-smile, and stretched out his hand to pinch Changyi's cheek.

very hot.

"Ah~ what are you doing, it's not big or small." Changyi pretended to be angry, but her face was even redder. She could naturally feel the hotness on her face, but when Ji Lingshu found out, she was still a little bit annoyed.

Ji Ling was so comfortable that she let out a little breath of depression in her heart, and was about to speak, when suddenly she seemed to feel something, and hurriedly got up and walked out of the carriage.

There are auspicious clouds in the sky that seem to be unreal and dreamy. On the clouds stands a young Taoist nun wearing a golden Taoist robe, with a lotus imprint between her brows. The imperial concubine is somewhat similar, with an indifferent face.

It is Xuan Miao Daoist.

When Ji Lingshu saw his aunt, he was naturally a little happy, standing on the shaft of the carriage and waving his hands upwards.

The auspicious clouds fell slowly, and Master Xuanmiao looked at Ji Lingshu, with a flash of distress in his eyes. She knew how much Ji Lingshu had suffered in front of her, just like in Taihuang Mountain. The daughter persuaded the ancestor again that she could see clearly how much the little girl had suffered.

So when the imperial concubine said she wanted her to come to the capital to see Ji Lingshu, she agreed without hesitation.

Master Xuan Miao stretched out his white and crystal clear jade hand to touch the girl's head, "Ling Shu, why are you still leaving the city?"

Ji Lingshu smiled slightly, "I just miss Auntie."

Daoist Xuan Miao paused slightly.

"Aunt misses Lingshu too. No one bullies you here, right?"

Just as all the elders were concerned when they saw the younger generation, Master Xuanmiao was also worried that Ji Lingshu would be bullied in the capital.

"Xuan Miao, are you looking down on the old man? With the old man around, who would dare to touch this little girl with a finger."

On the top of the head, the long-browed real person raised his brows, his long eyebrows looked a little weird and funny, and he spoke to Xuanmiao real person.

Master Xuan Miao seemed to realize that Ji Lingshu was sent by Taihuang Mountain to protect Dao with three real people.

Similar to Ji Lingshu's smile, she said to Changmei with a slight smile, "Master Changmei, please forgive me."

Changmei knew about the relationship between the two, but disappeared again after saying this sentence.

Ji Lingshu smiled slightly.

Reverend Xuanmiao raised his brows, maybe he was with his relatives, which made the Reverend Xuanmiao who had almost closed his heart reveal some of his true nature.

"You little girl, how dare you laugh at me."

As she spoke, she hugged Ji Lingshu and walked into the carriage, but kept scratching Ji Lingshu's itches.

This scene made Changyi in the carriage full of astonishment.

Of course, no matter who saw the frolicking between the two, they would be astonished, after all, Xuan Miao is always known for his aloofness.

The person in front of me being molested in the arms of a big woman is really Xiyuan?

Fortunately, when Master Xuan Miao saw someone in the car, he returned to his aloof attitude and let Ji Lingshu go.

Ji Lingshu's face was a little flushed after being tickled, and her voice was a little delicate, "Sister, let's go, let's go back to Beijing."
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Xianhou Mountain.

The last third-rank barbarian strongman of the Quanrong tribe - Pingyuan Hongxiu looked at the visitor indifferently.

Pingyuan Hongxiu is a Western barbarian, not tall, and has a barbarian-specific totem on his body. It is a monster with a human face and a wolf body and six tails.

This is the dog Rong totem. In the wilderness, there is a mountain named Rongfu Mountain, which enters Yanshui along the river.Some people call it Dog Rong.

I don't know how many years ago, the dog army was also the largest of all the tribes of the barbarians.

The person who came was a man covered from head to toe in a wide black robe. He was not tall and a little thin, but his body was filled with a sinister aura, which made people feel unhappy when they saw it.

"Master Pingyuan is healthy."

"Seeing you, I have never been healthy."

Pingyuan Hongxiu didn't have the slightest intention of greeting the person in front of him, so he said coldly.

The man in black didn't refute, nor was he angry. He just looked at Pingyuan Hongxiu and said softly, "I know you don't like us, but do you really think it's fair? Have you ever regretted your past choices over the years?"

"Look at this mountain. Ji Wuji used this mountain to send you away, and now he still sends people to build the so-called mausoleum. Are you really voluntary?"

Pingyuan Hongxiu's face remained unchanged, but what was in his heart was unknown.

"So what? What happened in the past has already been decided, and now I only seek Taoism. The rest of the matter has nothing to do with me, so don't look for me. Don't forget, the Jin court is still looking for you."

As she said that, she showed a bit of sarcasm, "You should be more worried about yourself, right?"

The black-robed man said coldly, "Master Pingyuan doesn't need to care about whether you are worried or not."

The words between the two were full of gunpowder, but there was a wonderful atmosphere, as if no matter how fierce the two quarreled, there was no need to worry that the two would fight.

After a few breaths of silence.

The man in black finally spoke, and he finally revealed the purpose of finding Ping Yuan Hongxiu.

"I didn't come here to quarrel with Lord Pingyuan. I can't pursue the cause and effect of the past. I came here today just to make it easier for Lord Pingyuan."

Pingyuan Hongxiu didn't speak, but just looked at the man in black coldly.

"The family has received news that the person who came to Mount Quanrong to build the mausoleum of the empress dowager this time is a loyal confidant of the current emperor, the most trusted army and people. Especially one of them is called Zuo Daoqi, who is extremely qualified and is Ji Lingjun. Future right-hand man."

"I will take action to get rid of this group of people and restore peace to Mr. Pingyuan's Mount Inurong."

Pingyuan Hongxiu has lived for nearly 600 years, and is a third-rank barbarian. Naturally, he can't be a fool, so he sneered.

"Do you kill people on Mount Quanrong, or kill the emperor's cronies? Do you think I can get away with this?"

"Then what if Lord Pingyuan is no longer in the mountains?"

Pingyuan Hongxiu's face softened slightly, as if he had thought of something.

The black-robed man said softly, "I have been operating in the west for many years and have dealt with barbarians a lot. After all, Mr. Pingyuan is the last member of the dog army. I naturally understand your thoughts. Three hundred high-quality barbarian children, It's up to you to choose, Everbright Inurong."

Pingyuan Hongxiu was silent.

Everbright dog Rong is indeed her wish.

The atmosphere of silence lasted for a long time, and Pingyuan Hongxiu finally spoke.

"Three days later, I will personally go to Beijing to accept the present's little emperor's award."

A look of joy appeared on the face of the black-robed man covered by the black robe, "Thank you, Mr. Pingyuan, for your fulfillment."

However, Pingyuan Hongxiu had no intention of talking to him, and the dog-armor totem on his body flickered slightly, as if the roar of a fierce beast sounded, blowing countless old trees, making a rustling sound.

The man in black stood there for a long time, then turned and left.
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Another three or five days passed.

Zuo Daoqi and Mo Tu stood on the top of the mountain, watching the soldiers below the mountain digging huge rocks and digging the tomb, with a somewhat relaxed expression on their faces.

"It seems that the construction of the Empress Dowager's Mausoleum is not so dangerous."

Mr. Wen said with a smile on his face.

Mo Tu looked serious, but after Mr. Wen spoke, he nodded slightly in agreement.

Only Zuo Dodge had doubts in his eyes.

Is it really safe?Would the people in the Clan Mansion really allow the emperor to build the Empress Dowager Mausoleum independent of the imperial mausoleum?

But judging from the current situation, it is indeed as Mr. Wen said, everything is going well.

The soldiers of the Tiger Guards are all warriors, at least eighth-rank warriors. Except for some key links that require skill, most of the things like building a mausoleum are hard work. For the three thousand warriors, it is naturally simple.

boom! !

A huge roar sounded, and the ground trembled slightly.

Zuo Dodge rubbed his ears and looked at Mr. Wen, "Mr. Wen, will such a big commotion really won't disturb that third-rank barbarian in the mountains?"

Naturally, not all the boulders in the mountains meet the standards for building mausoleums, and some are too large to be mined, so it is necessary to use some unconventional methods.

But this movement is too big.

Mr. Wen smiled wryly, "Who knows? But His Majesty is pressing hard, we have to hurry up."

Zuo Dodge shook his head speechlessly, "Then let's go according to the plan."

(End of this chapter)