Chapter 165 Royal Secrets

Seeing that Huang Feng had asked this question, Li Motang shook his head and said, "There are indeed some rumors in the streets, but do you believe that he was burned to death?"

Huang Feng said, "Who knows? Logically, there must be many powerful people in the palace of Daxia. How could there be a fire in the palace and burn a prince to death? But when it comes to the dispute over the throne, anything incredible can happen. Do you know the truth of this matter?"

Li Motang shook his head: "I don't know. This matter is also a taboo among the royal family, but I have heard that the princes fought fiercely for the throne.

Regarding the throne of Daxia, the previous emperor had set several rules. One is that the emperor cannot be in office for more than 300 years, and the second is that whether or not there is a spiritual root cannot be used as a criterion for succession to the throne.

As for the third rule, the abdicated person shall not stay in Zhaoyang, and the rest of the throne shall be free for 300 years."

Huang Feng nodded. He had heard of this rule before. It can only be said that the founding emperor of Daxia was very far-sighted.

If an emperor reigns for too long, and his descendants continue to grow up but never see the hope of ascending to the throne, resentment will surely grow and civil strife will occur.

Spiritual roots can only determine whether a mortal can embark on the path of immortality, but cannot determine whether a prince can become a competent emperor.

Judging from the development history of Daxia, these three ancestral precepts seem to be still being followed.

Li Motang continued, "Although there is the second ancestral precept, there are still more emperors with spiritual roots in Daxia. Before they abdicated, they still held power in their hands, so there was no turbulence in the succession of the throne.

Only that year, the former emperor of the Li family who sat on the throne did not have spiritual roots. Although he extended his life by a hundred years with the means of immortals, he died at the age of 160.

But when he died, he was very old, and all forces had to bet early, which led to an extremely fierce battle for the throne.

That year, a prince did die. His name was Li Ying. As far as I know, Li Ying was very intelligent. He could read at the age of three, read the classics at the age of five, and could talk about political affairs with the former emperor at the age of seven. He was very favored. The only regret was that he had no spiritual roots."

Huang Feng asked curiously, "What was the reputation of the emperor without spiritual roots when he was in power?"

"I knew you would Ask. "Li Motang sighed, "The former emperor of the Li family worked hard to govern the country and cared for the people during his reign, and was very popular among the people.

But in those years, it was when the foreign tribes outside the Great Wall frequently invaded the border. Many people in the court advocated taking the initiative to attack and defeat the foreign tribes in one fell swoop, but the former emperor of the Li family disagreed. He only defended but did not attack, and was secretly criticized by many officials. Many people believed that the reason why he was so weak was because he had no spiritual roots and was just a mortal. "

Huang Feng suddenly realized: "Li Ying was favored. There should be many people who originally bet on him, but these people did not like another emperor without spiritual roots to inherit the throne, so they did not stand on his side. "

"Probably like this." Li Motang said, "As for whether there was a fire in the palace that year, and how Li Ying died, I don't know. "

As she said, she threw the account book to Huang Feng.

Huang Feng opened the back of the account book, took a closer look, and was also a little surprised.

The ancestor of the Wu family said that the person behind all this was Li Ying, who was trying to regain the throne and promised that once the Wu family succeeded, they would be promoted to higher positions and have wealth and honor.

Seeing this, things became a little clearer, and the matter of Dongshi Town was also answered.

But Huang Feng was still a little confused. He handed the account book back and asked, "Li Ying has no spiritual roots. Even if he really planned it, he should have died long ago. Could it be that his descendants inherited his will and continued to endure for hundreds of years, and have been quietly preparing until now?"

Li Motang took the account book: "It is possible that many people, including my father, do not want me to dig deep into this matter. They probably don't want the bad things of the royal family to be dug out again, but they never expected that Li Ying's lineage would persist for a thousand years and not forget the revenge for the throne."

Huang Feng added: "Or, after Li Ying's death, someone borrowed Li Ying's name to subvert Daxia."

Li Mo Tang nodded: "No matter what, I will report this to my father as soon as possible."

Huang Feng smiled and said: "Well, you go back quickly, I will wait for my senior sister in Shulu alone. When things are done here, I will go to Zhaoyang to find you."

Li Mo Tang hesitated for a while, but still said: "Then come back quickly."

Huang Feng pressed the issue: "Do you find that if you don't see me for a day, the surroundings will lose color?"

Li Mo Tang was slightly stunned and gave him a word: "Get lost!"

After she left with the account book, Huang Feng did not stay in Shulu City, but came to the village downstream of the Xihe River, waiting for his senior sister while practicing silently.

Now he believed Xu Jingshan's words. The chaotic world is about to start. If he continues to neglect it, he may be beaten to pieces by the waves of this chaotic world.

And the image of Xu Jingshan in his heart has also changed, from being unreliable to being unreliable in good things and unreliable in bad things.

In addition to the throne dispute left over from a thousand years ago, what he was most concerned about was the old man who was suspected to be the land god.

Now he had also seen several people standing on the top of the mountain, but these people never revealed anything about the Great Wilderness, never mentioned the mountain gods, the land gods, and even less the legends of the immortals in the sky.

His intuition told him that there must be a story here, and if he wanted to know these stories, it was hopeless to listen to them from other people. He could only improve his cultivation as soon as possible and explore it himself.

Huang Feng suddenly had a lot more motivation to practice.

…

After waiting for more than ten days, Gao Ying finally appeared, accompanied by a monk.

The monk was not tall, a little thin, and had a little baby fat on his face. He looked tender. Huang Feng really wanted to ask how Gao Ying was pulled out.

But the man was right next to him, so Huang Feng was embarrassed to be too rude. He clasped his fists and asked, "May I ask your Dharma name, Master?"

The young monk answered in a clear voice, "My Dharma name is Huikong, and I come from Lingjue Temple."

Huang Feng was startled. Lingjue Temple is one of the twelve immortal gates. He looked up at Gao Ying and said, "Sister, you have a wide range of friends. You even know the monks in Lingjue Temple."

Gao Ying glanced at him and said, "You have a close relationship with the princess of the dynasty. What's wrong with me knowing a monk?"

Huang Feng wanted to ask if this monk was serious, but the current situation was not suitable for joking.

Sure enough, standing at the entrance of the village, the young monk Huikong looked at the village for a long time, as if he could not imagine who had done such a heinous thing. He took out a string of Buddhist beads and sighed in a low voice, "Amitabha, sin, sin."

"Are you sure you can help them to be liberated?" Gao Ying asked.

"Yes." Huikong nodded and said, "But it will be a bit troublesome, and I will need the two donors to help me later."

Gao Ying immediately said: "Okay, just give me your instructions."