Wind rises time and space gate

Chapter 214 Let nature take its course
Lin Zhaoxia and Zhao Guangyuan went to Tongzhou again.

Lin Zhaoxia also stayed at the B&B, while Zhao Guangyuan returned to the palace.He took Fang Er to Tongzhou that night and went to the cemetery of Prince Jingde.

The sky was white, and Fang Er was led by His Highness. He thought something big was going to happen, but unexpectedly he arrived at the cemetery.This is terrifying in my heart.His Highness has been crazy for the past two days and has done things that are incomprehensible.

Yesterday he was asked to dig up villains, and today he was asked to look at the tomb of the former deposed prince.

Standing behind His Highness, rubbing his arms and following closely behind him, he didn't dare to ask.

Zhao Guangyuan did not expect to visit Prince Jingde’s grave one day.Six years ago, he was just imprisoned in his Jingyang Palace. Who would have thought that there would be such a connection behind him.

Prince Jingde was the eldest son of the 13th emperor of the Qi Dynasty. He was the crown prince from birth. He was later deposed because of corruption and rebellion.When he died, he was not buried in the imperial mausoleum, but was buried in Tongzhou next door.

Now a lonely tomb stands there. Although the mountains and rivers are beautiful, it still makes people feel lonely.

Even though the great-grandfather restored his reputation and ordered his tomb to be rebuilt, he was still buried here alone, far away from his ancestors.

"Place the sacrifices." Zhao Guangyuan ordered Fang Er.

Fang Er hurriedly took out various things from the basket he brought and placed them in front of the monument.

Zhao Guangyuan poured a glass of sake, toasted from afar, and poured it on the ground in front of the monument.I was fascinated by the words on the tombstone.

I thought silently in my heart, I wonder if I will be able to find you in the future, and I wonder if what I did was right or wrong.Although I am forced by life, I am determined to do this. First, I don’t want the Qi Dynasty to be lost in the dust of history, and I want future generations to know its existence. Second, I don’t want you to lie here alone.

If future generations find your resting place, they will protect you, which is another comfort to you, and you will also become a hero of Daqi.

After reciting silently, I took the three incense sticks in Fang's hands, lifted up the corners of my robe and knelt in front of the monument. I don't know if you have any complaints. If you don't agree with what I have done, please come into my dream.If you agree with what I do...

I lowered my head and glanced at the incense in my hand. If you agree with what I did, please put out the incense.

At this time, the sky has just turned white, and the autumn morning dew makes people feel a bit cool, but there is no wind around. The green smoke curls up, without a trace of wind, but miraculously, the fragrance is Went out.

"Why is it extinguished?" Fang Er looked around. The trees and grass were not moved, so why was this incense extinguished?
Zhao Guangyuan was worried and told him, "Hurry up and order more!" He stared at the incense.

Fang Er ordered it again.As a result... it was destroyed again.

"That's weird." Fang Er didn't believe in evil and lit the incense again. As a result, it went out again!
Damn it, there's a ghost!
Fang Er was so frightened that he threw away his firebrand, rushed over and grabbed Zhao Guangyuan's arm tightly.Niang Le, I met a ghost in the clear sky.That thing was really dirty yesterday!

"Your Highness, let's go back." His voice trembled.

Zhao Guangyuan had already picked up the fire sticks himself and lit the incense. This time, it was not extinguished.

Maybe there really is a miracle somewhere.Zhao Guangyuan solemnly placed the incense in front of the monument and kowtowed. Prince Jingde, please rest assured that I will let future generations place you properly so that you can ascend to the immortal class.

When Fang Er saw it, he also kowtowed.

Afterwards, Zhao Guangyuan stood up, silently took out the theodolite he was carrying, and wrote down the coordinates.The two returned to the palace, and Zhao Guangyuan returned to Lin Zhaoxia.

"Do you remember everything clearly?"

"Yeah." Zhao Guangyuan nodded, not in a high mood.Lin Zhaoxia understood his emotions and wanted to tell future generations the resting place of their ancestors so that they could open their eyes. It was difficult for them psychologically. "Why don't we just forget about it. I'll tell you that I can't remember where the grave is."

Zhao Guangyuan shook his head, "This does not convince them." It will only make the relevant departments think that he has reservations and will live under surveillance in the future.

I felt sad when I thought that Prince Jingde's experience was similar to that of his elder brother.

Six years ago, he was imprisoned in the Jingyang Palace where Prince Jingde lived. After several generations, the Jingyang Palace has not been repaired. Thinking of what happened to Prince Jingde in the past, I feel the same way. Now I want to make his cemetery public. Some are not tasteful.

When the great-grandfather rehabilitated Prince Jingde, he wanted to move his grave to Tianshou Mountain, but was stopped by the ministers.

It was said that Prince Jingde had a lot of misfortunes in his life, and he finally slept in Tongzhou. It was enough to just send the mausoleum to guard the mausoleum, and there was no need to make any big moves, for fear of disturbing Prince Jingde.So he remained buried there.

"Prince Jingde has no descendants. If he reports it, he will dig it out and make it into a museum and protect it. It doesn't seem to be bad for him." Zhao Guangyuan comforted himself.

He did not dare and would not announce the location of the Da Qi Imperial Mausoleum or the burial place of the ancestors of the Zhao family. He did not want to say anything.But after weighing the situation, it seems that only Prince Jingde is suitable.

He was the thirteenth generation prince of the Qi Dynasty. When he was buried, an epitaph engraved with his life was buried in the ground.Later, the great-grandfather rehabilitated him, had his epitaph engraved, and was buried again.

The two epitaphs are ironclad evidence of the existence of the Qi Dynasty.

"Let's go for a walk." After thinking about it, he said to Lin Zhaoxia.

The two of them took the things and searched for them according to the coordinates.Similarly, with the passage of thousands of years, the location shown by the coordinates has a completely different scene.

Neither of them had any exploration equipment, so they couldn't dig a hole there to see if there was anything underneath.I looked around and found only thorn bushes all over the slope.There aren't even any big rocks.

Lin Zhaoxia was unsure, "If you don't find it, do you still have to contribute the coordinates of the imperial mausoleum?"

Zhao Guangyuan shook his head. Subconsciously, he did not want future generations to disturb his ancestors. "If Prince Jingde is not found here, then the Imperial Mausoleum of Da Qi will not be found either."

But the things he and Xia'er buried could indeed be dug out in Daqi according to the coordinates.He couldn't understand.Does he want to build a fake tomb?

No, no, no, if you can't find it, you can't find it. Maybe it's God's will.

"If you can't find me, I will change my words. After all, what I said at the beginning is that my ancestors have been overseas for four generations. It is understandable that I can't remember the resting place of my ancestors. Although it is a bit troublesome, I can't fault it. .”

"Okay. Let nature take its course."

After being out for a few days, the two of them thought about the long arrival and then set off back to Haishi.

The day after he returned, Zhao Guangyuan reported the location of his ancestral grave to the relevant departments.It is said that the ancestor was later demoted to guard the cemetery of Prince Jingde. It is only vaguely recorded that it was in Tongzhou, but the specific location is not clear to his generation.

The relevant departments immediately sent relevant personnel to explore the location provided by him.

Before the results came back, Zhao Guangyuan went back to the palace to arrange for a stand-in. Lin Zhaoxia heard that the short play she had written had been filmed and would be released soon. The crew asked her to cooperate in promoting it. Lin Zhaoxia accepted.

I started busy posting on Weibo, posting on Moments, downloading software, and registering accounts.While I was busy, Lin’s mother called me...

(End of this chapter)