Chapter 1161: Dayan Imperial Mausoleum

At the Imperial Ancestor Altar, after the prince's position was announced, the next step was to worship the ancestors.

Only the heavenly masters of the Yuwen royal family and the Mu family can participate in this session. The rest of the people are not allowed to follow the ceremony unless specially appointed by Emperor Yan.

Yu Yao stayed because of Yuwen Taihao's relationship, while Nalan Mingyue could only follow her grandfather to leave in an orderly manner. After a while, the scene gradually became quiet, except for Emperor Yanling and other bloodline heirs of the Yuwen royal family and Mu Fangli. , only Mr. Wen and General Xiong stayed, and even the personal eunuch who accompanied Emperor Yanling withdrew, and the priests stationed at the altar took over his work.

"Are you tired?" Emperor Yanling asked warmly as he walked slowly beside him.

Crossing his shoulders, the little fat man rubbed his neck and complained: "If you wait a little longer, you can just find a place here to bury me."

Emperor Yanling laughed loudly and patted Li Chuyi's shoulder lovingly. The other princes and princesses felt very uncomfortable when they saw this. After so many years together, they had never seen Emperor Yanling be so intimate with anyone.

The most uncomfortable one among them is the second prince Yuwen Xuanyin. Normally, he would be lucky if Emperor Yanling could give him a smile. Now he sees Emperor Yanling trying his best to please and dote on him, and Li Chuyi still He seemed to be indifferent, and one can imagine how he felt.

The third prince was not feeling well at first, but seeing the helpless look on the second prince's face, his mood immediately improved. For the first time, he felt so comfortable being ranked third.

"Are you feeling distressed?" He glanced at the Fourth Princess intentionally or unintentionally, and Yuwen Xuanzhe sent a message secretly.

Yu Wenmiao glanced at him lightly, snorted slightly and said nothing.

Still angry about what happened in the palace that day, Yu Wenxuanzhe mocked maliciously: "It's too late for you to change the court now. Even the second emperor brother, who is so arrogant, has fallen under your skirt. Our eldest brother cannot be an exception."

After speaking, he showed a look of surprise, and he pretended to be apologetic and said: "Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, the eldest brother has a wife. Although he has not married yet, the future position will definitely belong to But don’t be discouraged, Fourth Emperor Sister. With your beauty and skills, you can still compete with me. At worst, you can become a concubine in the future. In name, you are not as good as the queen, but in fact, you are definitely the wife, right? ?”

I didn't want to pay attention to him, but the more Yuwen Xuanzhe talked about it, the more he became embarrassed. How could Yuwen Miaozhe ignore it and be calm? His beautiful eyes suddenly flashed with coldness, and then he was filled with tenderness, and he looked at Yuwen Xuanzhe with charming eyes.

"Brother Yonko is so jealous, but my sister rejected you too harshly, so I still hold a grudge in my heart? Why don't you stay here tonight, and you and I can have a 'spar'? Or maybe my sister will come to you." My house, will you satisfy your resentment?"

Yuwen Miao's beautiful eyes were burning. Yuwen Xuanzhe looked at each other for a while and couldn't bear the defeat. He secretly cursed "slut" in his heart, but smiled and said: "Let's forget it. I still want to live longer." How many years? Besides, Fourth Sister’s thoughts should not be on me, but on our Prince. Look at Little Princess, she is very aware of current affairs.”

Following his gaze, Yu Wenmiao chuckled lightly.

I saw little princess Yuwen Yuqing's eyes as if they had grown on Li Chuyi's body. Her big, watery eyes were rippling with autumn. Even Emperor Yanling noticed that he glanced sideways slightly, but Li Chuyi looked as if Unheard, he didn't even turn his eyes, and ignored his eyes as if they were nothing.

"Haha, our Crown Prince has a very high vision. He even treats our little imperial sister 'Yu Jie Bing Qing' as if she is nothing. It seems that your chances are also very slim. It is very likely that you will not even be able to sit on the concubine position."

"Brother Sanhuang, are you trying to provoke my little sister?"

Looking at Yuwen Xuanzhe, Yuwen Miaomei suddenly turned away, and regained his indifferent expression and said softly: "It doesn't matter what happens to me, little sister, so I won't bother Brother Three Emperors to worry about it. Brother Emperor, you should care about your future when you have time." .Brother, please don’t forget that it was the second brother who made the move in the palace that day, but it was you who caused the trouble. As far as my little sister knows, the eldest brother is a man who will take revenge. Even his sword is called the sword. , Brother Three Emperors escaped death that day, aren’t you afraid that he will settle the score later?”

Yuwen Xuanzhe's face suddenly turned ugly.

Yu Wenmiao secretly sneered, still refusing to let it go, and continued in a low voice: "In addition, the third emperor brother must not forget what happened when my father first ascended to the throne. If the eldest brother obeys his father's character, Then your life and mine are both in danger. If I leave the Yuwen royal family and find someone to marry, I might be able to spare my life, but brother Huang...hehe, my little sister is really worried about him!"

"snort!"

With a cold snort, Yuwen Xuanzhe distanced himself with a cold face. Yuwenmiao gave him one last sarcastic look, sneered and ignored him.

Ahead, the little actions of the children could not be hidden from Yuwen Tailuo's eyes, but these were normal, and this was how he came here back then. In contrast, he became interested in the little princess at the end of the team. He smiled at Li Chu and asked, "Qi'er, are you familiar with your eighteenth princess?"

How could Li Chuyi not know what he was talking about? The little princess's eyes were like two little suns. She could see him through the thick prince's robe and give him goosebumps all her life. She secretly cursed in her heart, "The aristocratic circle is so chaotic."

Now when he heard the old emperor ask this question again, he quickly glared and said with a wary expression: "I'm telling you, I have a wife, don't mess with me!"

"This child, a girl from a small tribe in Mobei, is not as precious as the blood of our Yuwen royal family, nor even half as valuable as your eighteenth imperial sister!"

"Do you measure affection by kilogram? Do you and my mother measure it in the same way?"

Li Chuyi stared at him angrily, and Yuwen Tailuo was speechless, and finally sighed softly.

"Your mother and I are indeed in love, but your mother's bloodline is indeed a condition that cannot be ignored. If she is not of the Mu family, I will never make her the queen. Before her, the queen of Dayan has never been lost."

"Close relatives will give birth to idiots, don't you know?"

"After the fifth mourning period, they are no longer blood relatives, but blood relatives of the same clan. What's wrong with marriage?"

"According to you, the queen of Dayan can only be chosen from the Yuwen and Mu families, and outsiders are not allowed, right?"

"That's exactly what you mean."

"What if I have to choose not to?"

"The law of Dayan does not allow it, and the ancestral system of Yuwen does not allow it. If you make someone with a different surname the queen, no one will recognize it. You and her descendants will not be included in the Yuwen family tree, and there will be no chance to participate in the competition for the throne of the next emperor."

"Then just don't let her be the queen?"

"Yes, she can be a concubine or a concubine, but not the queen!"

"You are sick!"

Li Chuyi rolled his eyes fiercely.

"Rare!"

"Haha, you don't want it, but you have to think about whether your descendants want it. Not everyone is as detached as you. The throne of Dayan is still very tempting in the eyes of most people. Even if it is just the position of the prince, many people can't dream of it."

Li Chuyi was silent.

The old emperor was right. His will could not represent everyone. Who knows whether his descendants would have the same idea as him? What if an unfilial son got angry and dug up his grave, wouldn't he cry to death?

But, can I have a grave?

It seems that I am immortal. According to the Taoist priest, it is difficult to die.

Besides, why do I think about these things?

I am going to die in a few days. I am still thinking about whether the queen and the prince will succeed to the throne. Isn't this idle?

Damn, the old emperor is too insidious. He has led me into a ditch!

"We are here."

Yuwen Tailuo was still complaining in his heart, and he suddenly spoke.

Li Chuyi looked up and saw that they had left the square and walked through the long white stone corridor to the core area of ​​the altar of the ancestors - the Dayan Imperial Mausoleum.

The stepped lonely mountain in front of him rose from the ground, and each layer was distributed with mausoleums of different sizes. The higher the mausoleum, the fewer the mausoleums, the larger the area, and the more gorgeous the exposed tombs and tombstones. At the highest point, it seemed that there was only one mausoleum, which occupied the top and dominated the four directions. Li Chuyi estimated that it was most likely the tomb of Yuwen Wuji, the founding emperor of the Dayan Dynasty. Only he could bear such an honor.

Although there were tombstones like a forest, there was no sense of coldness, and people only felt holy and solemn. Li Chuyi had seen many mass graves, and he had also been to the magnificent Five Goats Tomb, but it was the first time he had seen a dead person's tomb that could create a sacred feeling, and he could not help but stare at it carefully.

He was extremely sensitive to death, but he could not detect a trace of death after sensing it for a long time. Looking at the array patterns covering the entire hill, and then looking at the priests responsible for protection on each layer, Li Chuyi had some guesses in his heart. It is estimated that Dayan has found some way to refine the dead air into other forces, such as spiritual energy. The spiritual energy here is more than ten times higher than outside.

If Fang Junnan can be brought in, maybe he can advance to the second calamity in one or two months. If Liu Mingxiu can be arranged to stay here to take care of the fetus, then she doesn't have to worry about insufficient supply for the fetus.

At the same time, he also understood why his mother would take care of the fetus here. With such a rich supply of spiritual energy, the pressure on his mother will undoubtedly be much less.

It's a pity that the old emperor was one step behind. He didn't expect that so many changes would happen during delivery. If his mother had chosen to give birth here, not to mention the coming of the heavenly calamity, her own essence would not be squeezed out so thoroughly by herself.

Yuwen Tailuo seemed to have thought of this layer as well. He was silent for a long time and sighed deeply after a long time.

"Let's go, follow me to burn incense."

After saying that, he stepped forward, followed by Li Chuyi, accompanied by Mu Fangli, then Yuwen Taihao and Yu Yao, and finally the princes and princesses and a group of royal children with considerable status. They were not qualified to be princes, so they naturally cherished this honor. Each of them had a very serious expression, trying their best to leave a good impression on Emperor Yanling and the prince.

Under Mu Fangli's reminder, Li Chuyi bowed when he should bow and kneeled when he should kneel. When Yuwen Tailuo was in a good mood, he would tell him a story about a certain ancestor, but what interested him most was the matter about Mu Xueqing.

"There used to be a house over there, where your mother lived when she was pregnant. Later, I was so sad that I tore it down with my own hands. Now I think I shouldn't have been so impulsive. If I had stayed, you can see it now."

"Do you see that empty space over there? It was originally intended to be a resting place for the priests, but your mother took a fancy to it and forced me to turn it into a vegetable garden. When she was pregnant with you, she worked there every day, planting all kinds of spiritual plants and fruits with her own hands, saying that she would grow them for you to eat in the future. Later, she... Alas, I didn't tear it down, and I didn't let anyone move it. The things inside were destroyed long ago because no one cared for them. Now there are only a pile of weeds, and only a few dead trees can still show some of the shadows of the past."

"And there, there used to be..."

I thought the boring worship became lively under Yuwen Tailuo's explanation. Looking at the old traces at the foot of the mountain, Li Chuyi suddenly felt that he was not so wronged, but rather a little fortunate.

Fortunately, he did not act impulsively, otherwise the old emperor would have compromised and agreed not to worship him, and he would not have been able to see these old relics.

Although these relics were almost all in ruins, and some were even overgrown with weeds without even a shadow left, Yuwen Tailuo remembered them very clearly, and Li Chuyi also looked at them very carefully, more carefully than when he first saw the spirit stone.

In every place, he seemed to see a beautiful woman standing there quietly, looking at this side quietly, smiling at him gently.

In his ears, the sound of a bell echoed softly, taking his reverie farther and farther away, getting closer and closer to the woman.