Mo Xi didn't know that Mengze's side had noticed the abnormality of the silk belt, and the night wind was fine, he left the king city, but did not immediately return to Xihe Mansion.
In addition to returning to the emperor, there is another very important reason for him to come to Miyagi in a hurry - the clues collected in the time mirror made him eager to turn over the old case, and about the case of the past, he had three things to investigate clear:
One, the man in black.
Before his mutiny, Gu Mang had contact with a man in black. The man in black used the situation of Chonghua to push Gu Mang to rebel, and Gu Mang did not reject him. So who is this man in black
Second, Battle Soul Mountain.
Before Gu Mang's betrayal, he went to Zhanhun Mountain with the man in black. Combining with what Gu Mang told him before, he felt that the forbidden area of Zhanhunshan was "déjà vu", so it was very likely that Gu Mang had managed to break through the forbidden area. World, what did you do in it? But what exactly is in the forbidden area of Battle Soul Mountain
Third, the prison.
Through contact with Lu Zhanxing in the Time Mirror, Mo Xi had confirmed that Gu Mang had been to the underworld before his mutiny, and met with Lu Zhanxing privately. Then what kind of conversation did Gu Mang have with Lu Zhanxing when he went to the prison
As long as these three things are clarified, the truth of eight years ago should be able to surface.
However, these old incidents were extremely hidden. Apart from Gu Mang himself, one of the insiders was unknown, and the other had become a dead soul under the spring. Mo Xi didn't expect Gu Mang to let go, so there were only two ways to investigate these three matters:
1. Going back in time.
Second, the file of the year.
Going back in time requires a time mirror, but the ancient mirror is so powerful that a mortal body can only enter it once in ten years, otherwise it will be swallowed up by the mirror and scattered into powder. So the time mirror is no longer feasible.
Then there is only the way to retrieve the dossier of the year...
Mo Xi's footsteps slowed down, and he glanced to the north of the palace, which was the direction of the Imperial Palace.
Each hall and pavilion of Chonghua is embedded with a historical stone. From the day when the emperor ascends the throne, he will also wear a series of pendants made of historical stones, which cannot be taken off on the day of his death. These stones faithfully record every bit of what happened in the empire. They are collected by historians every year into volumes and sealed in the Imperial Palace. Mo Xi could try to find secret records related to Gu Mang's mutiny.
But the problem with the Imperial Palace is that it is false.
Although the royal family has always claimed to the outside world that the situation recorded by the Shishi Shi is true and reliable, everyone knows in their hearts that the stone will not lie, but people can delete the clips. If the lord of a country orders a historian to wipe out some of these events, who would dare to say no
So this road is actually a bleak future.
The sky was getting darker and darker, and the last remaining rays of light were also swallowed up by the night, and the stars in the sky and the candles on the ground swayed and lit up together. Mo Xi looked at the Palace of Censors from afar. In the distance, there was a line of palace maids on duty carrying palace lanterns passing by, like a meandering snake, passing in turn from the side of the white jade carved fence.
… It is true that the tome of the Imperial Palace may be fake, but at least there is still a glimmer of hope. Tonight, Your Majesty is ill, and most of the guards of the Imperial Guard are concentrated near the palace. It is a good time to sneak into the Imperial Palace.
Mo Xi watched the row of palace lanterns travel far away, pondered for a moment, and finally walked in the direction of the Imperial Palace.
There are a total of two entrances to the Imperial Palace, both with barriers and guards, but this is not a big obstacle for the first general of the empire. Mo Xi sneaked into the hall without much effort.
Different from other splendid palaces, the Imperial Palace has a very special structure. It is more like a tomb than a palace. There is a stele at the entrance of the main hall, which is carried by the sculpture of the sixth son of the dragon, Pixi.
These four characters were written by Chonghua's second monarch. At that time, Chonghua had just established the country, and the founding monarch died suddenly due to the chronic illness left by the war. At that time, the edict was not drafted, the orthodoxy was not established, and there was no certainty about whether to establish a long-term leader, a virtuous person, a brother or a brother, or whether the son would inherit his father's business. the throne.
Later, the bloody storm of seizing power raged in Chonghua for fourteen months. During these 14 months, countless people were imprisoned for injustice, and many souls died, until the seventh son of the first emperor took the throne, and the storm gradually subsided.
In such a state of affairs, even if the emperor ascends the throne, he will not be able to find peace. This second generation of monarchs is living in the scheming and scheming every day. His queen, heirs, and even himself have suffered all kinds of plots. Come to the Imperial Palace to review the recorded past, and check it again and again.
For example, where did a certain prince go today
For another example, a certain important official met some people yesterday.
As long as he catches the slightest clue, he will definitely follow the vine to investigate, and firmly grasp all the clues in the palm of his hand.
In such a mental state, the second generation was extremely tired all his life. When he got old, he retired from a high position and passed on his son, and he finally had to relax. It was only at this time that he realized that all kinds of yesterday, such as the death of yesterday, are really better than letting it pass. So he came to the gate of this palace, which he used to visit often and was extremely important to Chonghua, and set up a tablet inscription, leaving these four words:
Yesterday was dead.
Since yesterday was dead, why should you care, why not look back
In the third generation, when the new emperor ascended the throne, he was very touched by this inscription. One was to mourn his father, and the other was to follow the legacy of the previous emperor, so he rebuilt the imperial palace and built it into a tomb. In this special palace, the tower is the tomb, and the past is the deceased, in order to warn everyone to "be lenient and relieved", do not pursue anything, and do not insist on anything.
Over the years, almost no one would go to the palace of the imperial censor to look up the past. Although there were many guards, their spirits were slack. This was also the reason why Mo Xi could easily come to the palace without being informed.
Tuk Tuk…
Mo Xi's iron-embedded military boots stepped on the masonry ground, echoing with emptiness.
The palace of the imperial censor is very deep and wide, and the system is the same as that of a real tomb. There are twelve stone beasts built along the way, and the deepest down is more than 150 feet below the ground.
On both sides of the main trail are "burial chambers", that is, the place where the imperial archives are sealed. They are arranged according to the year, and there are sealing stones outside.
Mo Xi quickly arrived in front of the "cemetery" eight years ago. He looked at the golden inscription on it, raised his hand to sense it, and sensed a powerful spirit formation.
Then the tomb-suppressing beast engraved on the sun on the stone gate made a dull noise, and the stone beast said, "Whoever came—"
The roaring and majestic voice could not stop echoing in the tomb passage.
"who-?"
This is also a talisman set by the second generation of the emperor. The Censor Station records the years of the Spring and Autumn Period, so it should be open and honest, but if everyone can enter at will to explore other people's past, the royal city will probably become more bloody.
Therefore, the second-generation monarch established such a barrier, and everyone who entered the "tomb" to investigate the past must truthfully report the real name of the tomb-suppressing beast, so that an accident can be carried out to investigate, even the monarch himself is no exception.
Mo Xi knew that it was a big mistake, but to know the truth, the price was nothing. He put his hand on the spiritual stone between the brows of the tomb-suppressing beast and said:
"Xihe Mansion, Mo Xi."
The red spirit stone eyeballs inlaid by the tomb-suppressing beast shone brightly, as if to verify whether Mo Xi's words were false.
The voice that seemed to come from ancient times sang: "Yesterday-day-already-dead-"
With the last warning from Lord II to the heirs, the door opened.
A stone room with three hundred and sixty-five coffins exuded the chill of a Bianstone bone, which was completely revealed in front of Mo Xi's eyes.
The three hundred and sixty-five coffins represent the three hundred and sixty-five days of this year. The events that happened in Chonghua on each day were collected into jade scrolls and placed in the coffins in different categories. Mo Xi remembered the days when he needed to investigate so clearly that he didn't need to count anymore. He didn't hesitate to walk straight to the coffins deep in the "grave".
The closer he got to the truth, the faster his heart beat. Mo Xi stopped in front of the coffin, and the dark eyes were filled with uncertain colors.
Then he raised his hand, but before his fingertips touched the coffin, his heart suddenly tightened—
Mo Xi's gaze moved to the side edge of the coffin, where the dust accumulation was obviously uneven.
Mo Xi's heart froze!
This coffin has been opened!
He hurriedly pushed open the lid of the coffin, and when he saw the situation in front of him, his already uneasy heart was like a stone that fell into a cliff and a deep valley, and he kept falling.
I saw a mess inside the coffin, the jade slips carrying the past were destroyed and damaged to the greatest extent, and some slips were almost shattered into powder!
Mo Xi's face changed suddenly, and he activated spells one after another to open all the dozens of coffins in the surrounding area.
Even though he had expected that this trip would not be so smooth before he came, when he saw such a situation with his own eyes, Mo Xi still felt like he had been hit with a sap in the head!
He put his hands on the side of the coffin and closed his eyes to force himself to calm down.
The jade slips in the coffin were made of Kunlun Immortal Jade, and it is extremely difficult to damage them. Now they are broken, indicating that someone must know the secrets of the past, and they do not want these secrets to be revealed. Who will it be
Under the deep arched eyebrows, Mo Xi's eyes were tightly closed, and the eyeballs moved under the lids. At one time many shadows flashed through his mind—
Murong Lian.
Censor.
Your Majesty.
There was even Gu Mang himself before the mutiny.
Speculations from all sides rushed into the skull. While the internal organs were suffering, there was a sudden noise outside, which dragged Mo Xi's thoughts back, and there were footsteps and noises in the distance.
"Someone trespassed in the Imperial Palace!"
"Go search!"
Mo Xi immediately raised his eyes and glanced at the open stone gate, and then glanced at the sarcophagus scattered with broken jade slips, knowing that after today, he might not have the chance to easily return to this place. In the flash of his mind, no matter whether the jade slip can be repaired or not, he raised his hand and waved, and countless fragments of the jade slip floated in the air, like a galaxy, all of which he put into the universe bag.
At this time, the monks who were guarding the censor's platform were already holding the magic weapon and assembled in the hall. Mo Xiyuan was about to sneak around to avoid it, and before the cultivator spread out, he quickly left the chaotic censor's hall. But after thinking about it carefully, he filed a lawsuit to open the tomb, and the people from the Censor Palace asked about the tomb beasts one by one. At most, it would only take an hour for him to break into the Censor Terrace privately.
And what can he do at this hour
After Mo Xi thought about it, he took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and slowly walked out from the depths of the corridor. Although the distance was still far away, the commander of the guard who saw him immediately found him, raised his sword and said angrily:
"Where did the traitor come from, how dare to bypass the forbidden army and enter privately—"
The words stopped in his mouth before he finished speaking. Because the chief guard saw that the man walked out of the shadow slowly, revealing the face with deep facial features and frosty moonlight.
All the noisy cultivators of the Imperial Army were stunned, and some knelt down immediately.
"Xi, Xi and Jun!"
"Damn this subordinate, I didn't know that Xi and Jun were in this car, it was a misunderstanding of the subordinate!"
Mo Xi's prestige in Chonghua is too high, and his image of uprightness and purity is really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. When someone else appeared in the Palace of Censors without a notification, the first thing that the Imperial Guards thought of was to break in privately. If it was Mo Xi, then it would be different. The first thing that the Imperial Guard thought of was that Xi and Jun had picked up what they did not need to keep secret from the ward. Task.
No one would think that Xi He Jun could act against the prestige of heaven for someone or something. And Mo Xi also bet on this. He bet on his reputation for 30 years. He walked in front of these dumbfounded soldiers, and his sharp eyes swept across the faces of these young descendants.
"There are no traitors," he said. "It's a secret order from the Military Aircraft Administration, and I need to call the dossier of the year."
The head of the guard captain was stunned for a moment: "Xi He-jun has an edict of the emperor..."
"It's all said to be a secret order." Mo Xi touched his pale lips and teeth, turned his frosty face away, and said coldly, "How can there be an order."
"But-"
"This matter is about military affairs and the secret is very important. I didn't want to let more people know about it. It's just that you all fulfilled your duties, but you feel happy." Mo Xi looked at the captain of the guard, "If the captain of the guard is in doubt, you can go with me. You go to the dormitory to verify."
Who doesn't know that your Majesty is seriously ill these days? At this time, I ran to be honest, I would offend Xi Hejun, and I would probably be scolded by Jun Shang and swept out of the house.
What's more, the person standing in front of them at this time was Mo Xi.
Chonghua's most open and upright general, the first commander of the empire, and a pure-blooded noble of four generations of generals, what is there to doubt.
After the captain of the guards figured out this section, he immediately lowered his head and cupped his hands: "Xihe-Jun forgives his sins, his subordinates are just asking questions, please don't take offense to Xihe-Jun!"
Mo Xi said lightly: "It's okay. You just need to remember that today's affairs are not allowed to be spoken."
"Yes!"
In this way, he seemed to have calmly left the Palace of the Censors and walked outside. When the night wind blew, Mo Xi realized that he was sweating heavily. Although this matter has been brought to light for the time being, there is no wall that is impermeable to the wind in the world, and Mo Xi didn't know how long he could hold down his investigation of the old case.
Mo Xi looked at the imperial capital for a month, the eaves of all households were covered with frost, and his fingers were pinched inside the sleeves of his robe - tightly grasping the Qiankun sac that contained the fragments of jade slips.
The jade slips with history that were damaged in this way must be repaired by the most outstanding craftsmen. He has no time to delay, he must immediately find an extremely strong and trustworthy Refiner to try to repair...
Almost as soon as he had this idea, the figure of a suitable person immediately appeared in his mind.