Xu Yan, Duke of Changle, and Xu Pang, Duke of Yong'an, happily returned to the capital with their own guards to return to the capital with Emperor Yongping.
As for the soldiers and horses brought by the two men, they were ordered to temporarily guard outside the imperial mausoleum. Only when the four guards and horses of the imperial mausoleum battalion stationed at the imperial mausoleum returned could they return to their original camp guards.
"Brother, don't you think this is too strange?"
Xu Bang, the Duke of Yong'an, looked at Xu Yan, the Duke of Changle, who was riding beside him, and asked in a low voice.
On their way to the imperial mausoleum, someone created a large number of obstacles, and even a large number of thieves armed with strong bows and crossbows sniped at them.
But in the end, the imperial mausoleum was found to be safe and sound, which was obviously a problem.
"Then tell me, what's going on?"
Duke Changle looked at his cousin with a slightly unhappy expression.
The imperial mausoleum is abnormal, couldn't he see it
But the question is, what can we do if we see it
When things go wrong, someone will eventually have to take responsibility. Who could this person be? Besides people from Xu Mansion, could there be anyone else
If they catch the person who caused the trouble, there will be some talk about it. But now, on the surface, there are no problems with the imperial mausoleum. Everything is too peaceful, why should they cause trouble
Could it be that we really need to find someone to take over
You know, anyone who dares to do such a thing is risking their lives, and even eight generations of their ancestors don't care about it. The laws of the Tang Dynasty were not taken seriously.
Such people, in today's Tang Dynasty, apart from the remnants of the previous dynasty, are the path of luck. The remnants of the previous dynasty have basically finished playing, and even the last of the Du family has married their little cousin who was expelled from the Xu Mansion as a common wife.
Well, the truth is self-evident.
Targeting the Imperial Tomb of the Tang Dynasty was the Path of Luck.
Jie Yun said, since Emperor Taizu, he has been shouting that everyone should be punished if they get it.
But now, Jie Luck Dao is still living well.
There are many nobles, civil servants and generals in the court who secretly have some kind of connection with the Tao of Luck. After all, the path of calamity, seizing luck, transshipment, any method is of great help to them.
"Brother, what I want to say is that our ancestors are also buried in the imperial mausoleum!"
"Even if this thing is done by Jie Luck Dao, we can't just ignore it!"
"This is not simply digging the ancestral graves of their Li family, but also digging the ancestral graves of our Xu family."
Xu Pang looked at his eldest cousin, "Jie Luck Dao went too far in this matter. They must be taught a lesson, otherwise, they will only push themselves further."
"Okay, then go get the discount!"
"Just, do you have any evidence?"
Xu Yan didn't even want to talk to this cousin.
The Luck Path has existed for so many years, which is enough to explain a lot of things.
Even if the matter is really the work of Jie Luck Dao, but there is no evidence, then some spokespersons of Jie Luck Dao in the court may directly label them as incompetent to shirk the blame.
By then, even Emperor Yongping might have doubts about their brothers' abilities.
Not long ago, their nephew, Xu Huairen, the Duke of Antai, had something go wrong in the Northern Barbarians. Now the matter has not yet been concluded!
"Brother, what you mean is that we won't say anything!"
Xu Pang looked at his eldest cousin and probably understood what he was thinking.
Xu Yan sighed and said: "Second brother, the key to this matter is that we have no discovery or any evidence. Going straight to our subjective conjectures is actually just a waste of breath!"
There was nothing unusual about the imperial mausoleum. The identity of those who sniped at them on the road was unknown. There was no one left alive. They were nothing.
In this situation, they are truly helpless.
Whether the truth you guessed is the truth or not is up to you.
"Our Xu Mansion is indeed very prosperous now, but after what happened to Huairen's nephew, our Xu Mansion is now at the forefront of the storm!"
"Brother, I think you are too timid!"
Xu Pang snorted, "We have three sons in the Xu family, and our ancestor is the only king with a different surname in the Tang Dynasty. Although our ancestor is gone, the reputation of King Taiping is unknown to everyone."
"We are doing nothing now, just to smear our ancestors' faces!"
Xu Pang is really straightforward, even when facing his eldest cousin, he still speaks out.
"As long as our Xu family doesn't rebel, even the current Holy Emperor can't do anything to us!"
"What's more, my aunt is still here!"
The aunt in Xu Pang's mouth is the old lady of Xu Mansion.
With Mrs. Xu in the Xu Mansion as the Dinghai Shenzhen, Xu Pang was not worried at all about who could frame their Xu Mansion.
"Second brother, why are you so confused?"
Xu Yan, the Duke of Changle, looked at his cousin with hatred, "My aunt is indeed still here, but how many more years can she live? How will you and I deal with ourselves when my aunt is gone?"
"Don't forget, our little cousin was kicked out of the house before. Her daughter-in-law lost her life because of it, and her son didn't have much future because of it. Do you think he hates us?"
“Now, with his aunt in the house, he doesn’t dare to do anything and can’t do anything.
"But if my aunt is gone, how will we get along?"
"Second brother, you must consider the long term in everything!"
Xu Yan felt that it was really too difficult for him.
He not only had to consider himself, but also the situation of his cousin Xu Pang, lest this cousin act impulsively and do something that he would regret in the future.
Hearing what Xu Yan said, Xu Pang was speechless for a moment.
Frankly speaking, he had never thought about these things before.
Their aunt seems to be in good health now, but after all she is an elderly person. Although they don't know how old this aunt is now, this aunt was adopted by Emperor Taizu.
It’s okay to think about these things, but when you think about them, it’s really scary to think about them.
"Brother, tell me, how old is our aunt this year?"
"You ask me, who should I ask?"
Xu Yan rolled his eyes, "It must be much older than you and me. You can do the math yourself!"
"Sigh... I don't know how long my aunt can live!"
"Don't worry, I will definitely live for many more years. Every time the imperial doctor diagnoses my aunt's pulse, I pay attention to it!"
"Brother, tell me, aunt has such a long life, is it possible that some of them..."
Xu Pang did not explain, but just winked at Xu Yan, and the meaning was self-evident.
How could a normal person live such a long and happy life
Xu Pang had never thought about this before, but now that he thought about it, their aunt was probably related to the Luck Path.
"Be careful!"
Why didn't Xu Yan have such a guess
But the problem now is that there are some things that cannot be revealed.
Although they are the Dukes of the Tang Dynasty, their position as Dukes is not very safe. If their aunt wanted to destroy them, it would only take a few words.
After all, as long as the title is passed down in the Xu Mansion, the Holy Emperor probably won't care who becomes the Duke of Changle or the Duke of Yong'an.
Anyway, as long as he didn't violate Emperor Taizu's ancestral teachings and edicts, then the rest wouldn't matter at all.
Duke Changle and Duke Yongan talked quietly and slowly arrived outside the capital.
At this time, Duke Yong'an subconsciously looked back at the Western Mountain where the imperial mausoleum is located.
And just this glance back made Mr. Yongan almost fall off his horse in fright.
"Big, big, big brother!"
"What's wrong?"
Duke Changle turned to look at Duke Yong'an, and saw Duke Yong'an staring blankly in the direction of the Imperial Tomb on the Western Mountain.
He looked back sharply.
Looking at it, Changle Duke Xu Yan was also confused.
But soon he regained consciousness.
"Second brother, let's go back!"
At this time, they absolutely cannot return to the capital.
Where the Xishan Imperial Tomb is located, thick smoke is billowing into the sky at this moment.
The two cousins immediately turned their horses around and hurried toward the Xishan Imperial Tomb with the guards around them.
The official road leading to the imperial tomb has been cleared of most of the trees and rocks. As a result, the brothers can ride horses directly to the imperial tomb.
"what happened?"
"Why is there a fire?"
Xu Yan, Duke of Changle, rushed to the Huangling Camp and immediately asked.
However, everything was quiet inside the Huangling Camp.
When a fire broke out in the imperial mausoleum, all the remaining soldiers were mobilized and rushed up the mountain to put out the fire.
Unfortunately, it is already the season of autumn. Books are beginning to fall leaves and grass is beginning to wither and turn yellow. Once a fire breaks out, it is unrealistic to put it out with just a little manpower and branches.
This fire cannot be controlled at all.
"Woe to you, woe to you!"
Duke Chang Le watched the fire quickly ignite the trees around the imperial mausoleum, and watched the fire spread violently in all directions, and sat down on the ground.
…
At the same time, on a hilltop in the Western Mountain where the imperial mausoleum is located, Du Qingruo, the saint of luck path, looked at the group of subordinates following her with a thick smile on her face.
She was the one who set this fire.
However, it was not her purpose to set fire to the Western Mountain where the imperial mausoleum was located.
The words of Mr. Zhao Bingzhen and Zhao Er almost made Du Qingruo's mentality collapse.
Du Qingruo knew very well that if it was really her master, the master of the Luck Path, who wanted to get rid of her, then even if she escaped this disaster, she would be in danger a second time.
This time, she was lucky and avoided it.
But what about next time
What about next time
Du Qingruo couldn't guarantee that he would have such good luck every time.
Therefore, she planned to imitate King Yan and fake her death.
She wanted to see what her master would do and what the Luck Path would do after she died.
"Saint, it's time for us to go!"
When Du Qingruo was thinking about what to do next, the subordinate beside him suddenly spoke.
"Where to go?"
Du Qingruo looked at the people around him and said, "I won't hide anything from you now!"
"We must have been betrayed!"
"Someone betrayed us in Jie Yun Dao!"
"And before we find this person, if we go back, we will inevitably die. So, I am prepared to die here, and then hide in the dark to find out the truth!"
"But before that, if you are not afraid of death, you can choose to go back!"
Du Qingruo said it lightly, but she had already told the news that she was going to fake her death. If the people around her insisted on going back, they would probably have to go back to their grandma's house!
"My subordinates are willing to obey the saint's instructions!"
The wise man immediately made the right choice and pledged his allegiance to the saint.
And the person who hesitated had his neck wiped by the person next to him before he even had time to speak.
"Then, let's go!"
Du Qingruo looked at the two dead people, turned around and left expressionlessly.
As for the corpses of these two people, their men poured bone-transforming water on them and transformed them completely without even needing her instructions.
…
Capital, Qiantian Hall.
When a pillar of thick smoke rose in the direction of the Imperial Tomb on the Western Mountain, a servant reported the news to Emperor Yongping.
Although no one knows what exactly happened to the Xishan Imperial Tomb, but with such thick smoke rising into the sky, something unusual must have happened.
"I am ashamed of my ancestors!"
Emperor Yongping left the Qiantian Hall, faced the Xishan Imperial Tomb, and knelt on the ground.
…
In the Dingguo Palace, the eldest princess was also called out.
"Jie Luck Dao, truly does not know whether to live or die!"
The eldest princess didn't even go to find out the news, she had already pinned this matter on Jie Luck Dao's head.
"Your Highness, there is someone in the palace again!"
"Tell the people who come, just say, it is a major matter of the country. Your Majesty asked a woman of this palace what to do? Just do what you have to do. Your Majesty, don't you know how to make a choice?"
The eldest princess was quite angry as Emperor Yongping sent people over one after another.
Ri Yao, the commander of the female guards, saw that the eldest princess was angry, so he hurriedly went to see the chamberlain outside and conveyed the eldest princess's intention to the chamberlain in a rather stern tone.
The chamberlain had never seen this before. He was so frightened that he almost peed. He quickly went back to report to Emperor Yongping.
Emperor Yongping did not expect that all the imperial mausoleums in Xishan were burned down, and his good aunt did not come to see him.
"Eunuch Blue!"
"The slave is here!"
After hearing Emperor Yongping's call, Eunuch Lan responded calmly.
"Pass on my decree, please invite the old lady of Xu Mansion to enter the palace!"
"yes!"
Eunuch Lan immediately responded and went to find someone to send a message to Xu Mansion.
…
At the same time, in the Ciren Hall of the Xu Mansion, Mrs. Xu had already put on her imperial uniform and was waiting to enter the palace to meet the saint.
When the imperial edict arrived, Mrs. Xu took the people directly to the palace.
Almost when Mrs. Xu arrived at the palace gate, the messengers sent by Duke Changle and Duke Yongan arrived.
Someone set fire to the Xishan Imperial Tomb!
Although this kind of arson would not damage the imperial tombs of the Tang Dynasty. However, all the vegetation on the mountain was burned, which was a great embarrassment to the Imperial Tomb of the Tang Dynasty.
This situation is like being alone without clothes.
"Something is really going to happen!"
Knowing what happened in Xishan, Mrs. Xu also sighed.
…
"What a crazy bitch!"
On a hilltop far away from the Imperial Mausoleum of Xishan Mountain, masters and apprentices Zhao Bingzheng and Zhao Rui also saw the flames and smoke pillars rising from Xishan Mountain. The master and apprentice had this feeling almost at the same time.
"Master, are you sure this crazy woman can get things done?"
“It doesn’t matter if you can’t do it!”
Zhao Bingzhen sighed, "Anyway, it's just a chess piece. Use it if you can. If you can't, just throw it away!" (End of Chapter)