Records of Mysterious Things in the Southern Dynasties

Chapter 202 The Secret of Prince Yuzhang
Ren Yuan had guessed many possible culprits in the tomb robbery of Marquis Donghun, but he never thought it would be the Second Prince.

"You still lack imagination." Then the Fifth Dimension said slowly: "Let me tell you this, since the Jin Dynasty replaced the Wei Dynasty, the royal families of every dynasty have been mostly crazy and few normal. This dynasty is no exception."

"Take the second prince for example. He has a strong physique and behaves dissolutely. When he was fifteen or sixteen years old, he was still playing naked in front of his mother. He would not listen to other people's advice and would do whatever he wanted." The Fifth Dimension knew gossip like the back of his hand and had a very good memory.

"After the defeat at Luokou, he squatted in the luxurious carriage that King Linchuan loved to take a shit in order to express his disdain and anger for his uncle's abandonment of the army." The Fifth Dimension laughed bitterly and said, "Do you think such a heretic can be judged by common sense? It's not surprising that he can do anything."

"Yes, we are used to it." Nangong nodded and said, "No matter what he does, it won't be strange."

"Then the emperor still let him be the prefect of Danyang?" Ren Yuan asked puzzledly.

The position of Danyang Yin was key and special. He was in charge of military power, civil affairs, and participated in court affairs. Even among the officials in the capital, his importance was among the top.

"It's better to have your own children. In the eyes of the emperor, he is just naughty, but his essence is good, so he needs to be placed in an important position for training so that he can become a useful person as soon as possible." The Fifth Dimension smiled bitterly and said, "To be honest, even if General Chen reported everything to the emperor, the emperor would just think that he did something ridiculous again."

"He's not naughty!" Ren Yuan was fine at first, but now he was furious and couldn't accept it: "Can the heinous crime that caused our entire village to be displaced, thousands of people narrowly escaped death, two hundred people were buried in vain, and Liu Zhongjun was sacrificed, be covered up with a simple sentence of 'childish absurdity'?"

"Alas, although I am also very angry, it seems that it is indeed possible." The Fifth Dimension patted his shoulder and sighed: "This is the way the world is. What can we do? So brother, you have to be confused when you should be confused. You will see more unfair things in the future. If you don't do this, you will be in pain to death."

"Do you want Yuan to pretend to be confused all day long?" A Yao asked coldly.

"Pretending to be confused is a means, not an end. Our goal is to complete our real mission." The Fifth Dimension didn't care whether she could understand or not, and still explained in a gentle voice: "This is not a world where you can get things done. There are too few people who can get things done. You must protect yourself."

"..." A Yao blinked, obviously not understanding.

"Thank you for your teachings, Lord." Ren Yuan obviously understood, but the fire in his eyes was clearly not extinguished. "Maybe one day, when I understand my mission, I can use your teachings."

"Don't you understand your mission yet?" The Fifth Dimension suddenly raised his voice.

"I don't understand." Ren Yuan shook his head.

"You have been given such a big jade talisman, but you don't understand your mission?" The Fifth Dimension gestured the size of the Shangqing Jade Talisman and said.

"That's what others expect of me, but it's not my mission." Ren Yuan shook his head and pointed to his heart and said, "The mission should come from here, not here."

He pointed to his ear again.

"So what?" asked the Fifth Dimension.

"So I will continue to investigate this case until the culprit gets what he deserves." Ren Yuan said firmly.

"Yeah!" A Yao smiled like a flower. This was the A Yuan in her mind.

"They are really not from the same family. This guy is also a reckless person..." Diwuwei and Nangong slapped their foreheads at the same time.

"No wonder the owner of the building said that 'recklessness' was the price he paid, it turned out that it was a preparation for him to commit crimes in the future..." Nangong thought, the owner of the building was really wise.

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Let's talk about the Prince of Yuzhang's Palace. The palace looks magnificent from the outside, just like other princely palaces, but inside it is bare, without any decorations or furnishings, even the basic furniture is not complete, there is only a low table for writing and a bed for sleeping.

The bed was covered with a straw mat, with only a sheet, and a brick as a pillow. His living conditions were even more shabby than those of ordinary people in the capital.

Xiao Zong, who was sitting at the table writing, was also wearing the most ordinary linen robe, with his hair draped over his shoulders, as if he was in mourning.

When there were no outsiders around, he finally didn't have to hide himself anymore. Every pore of his body was filled with unspeakable pain. He could only write down his feelings in a poem:

'Sad leaves fall, one after another. They fall and fly, never to return.

Sad falling leaves, sad falling leaves. Life is like this, scattered and unsustainable.

Sad falling leaves, when will they return? We used to share the same roots, but now we have no connection anymore...'

His calligraphy was inspired by Zhong Yao, but he was even better than his teacher and had his own unique style. His attainments in poetry and prose were even top-notch. This was because he had practiced the boy's skills since he was a child in order to make his father, the emperor, who was extremely talented, take a closer look at him.

He once felt, like his brothers, that the purpose of life was to please his father and enjoy himself.

In fact, pleasing the emperor is also for the purpose of greater enjoyment.

He can't be the crown prince in this life. If he doesn't act arbitrarily and enjoy all the wealth in the world, how can he be worthy of being born into an imperial family?
Therefore, his palace was extremely luxurious and filled with beautiful women, but everything changed completely a year ago.

Xiao Zong remembered very clearly that it was on the same day a year ago that he received a letter.

He never imagined that the signature was from Xiao Baoyin, a member of the royal family of the previous dynasty who fled to the Northern Dynasty.

With curiosity, Xiao Zong opened the letter. If God gave him a chance to start over, he would definitely burn the letter immediately and would never even look at it.

Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in the world. From the moment he saw the letter, his life changed completely.

Xiao Baoyin told him a secret in the letter, that he was not born to the current emperor Xiao Yan, but was the posthumous son of the deposed emperor Xiao Baojuan of the previous dynasty!
At first, Xiao Zong thought it was ridiculous and did not believe him at all. He even told it to his mother as a joke.

Unexpectedly, Wu Shuyuan's expression changed drastically after hearing this, which made Xiao Zong immediately upset.

After his repeated questioning, Wu Shuyuan finally told him that she was indeed Xiao Baojuan's concubine, and later married Xiao Yan, and gave birth to him seven months later...

Xiao Zong will never forget what she said to him in tears:
"You were born on the seventh day of the seventh month, how can you compare with other princes? You are now the second brother of the crown prince, please keep your wealth and status secret."

Wu Shuyuan wanted to tell him the truth, but also wanted him to keep the secret in his heart forever, but how was that possible?

Xiao Zong didn't know how he returned to the palace. Looking at the luxurious palace and beautiful concubines, he suddenly felt that everything was so ugly!

The adoptive father forced his biological father to death and took away his mother, but he himself enjoyed the wealth and honor bestowed by his biological father and was still complacent. Every day he thought about how to curry favor with the enemy who killed his father!
How pathetic his life has been in the past twenty years! How unfilial!

(End of this chapter)