Ming Dynasty: Pick up attributes from the battlefield to create the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 233 Lan Yu wants to take Chang Mao to Xiaoling Mausoleum! Chang Mao is completely dumbfounded!

Even though deep down I felt it was impossible!
But if Zhu Yunwen's feeling is right, then he will really hit the jackpot.

Now that his great-nephew has returned, why would he need to change Zhu Yunwen?

Let alone the former eldest grandson of the emperor who was merely a figurehead with a deeply entrenched and privileged status!

If Zhu Ying is indeed Zhu Xiong Ying, not to mention his deep-rooted power in the past, his current achievements, such as the sealing of the wolf's lair, are enough to awe the world. All the people of the Ming Dynasty will respect him, and his position will be even more unshakeable.

Not to mention the Lü family, not to mention the officials who secretly supported the Lü family, even most of the civil service group couldn't make any difference.

"No."

"We need to discuss this with someone."

The more Lan Yu thought about it, the more fervent she felt, and the harder it was to calm down.

Although digging up graves at Xiaoling Mausoleum is a serious crime, if it is done discreetly, no one should be able to find out.

Think of this.

Lan Yu naturally couldn't hold back any longer.

He immediately stood up and walked out of the room.

"Master, where are you planning to go so late?" Madam Mu asked Lan Yu, puzzled.

"You go to sleep first. I'm going to do some things. Once I succeed, my Lan family will prosper for a hundred years. Even if I'm gone, Chun'er and the others will be able to live in peace," Lan Yu said with a serious expression.

Hear this.

Mu Shi looked surprised and solemn, naturally sensing the seriousness in Lan Yu's words.

Here.

She naturally dared not ask any more questions.

Left the room.

Lan Yu immediately shouted, "Someone, prepare the horses!"

"Yes, General."

Immediately, a guard shouted back.

Not a moment.

Changfu!

"General Lan."

"You've come here so late at night, is there something important you need to do?"

When Lan Yu stopped his horse in front of the mansion and strode forward, a guard on duty immediately came up to greet him and asked respectfully.

"I saw Chang Mao and he has important business to discuss," Lan Yu said in a deep voice.

"Yes."

The guards immediately nodded and led the way: "General, please follow me down."

Aside from a small number of guards accompanying Lan Yu, the rest of his personal guards were stationed outside the mansion.

As Chang Mao's maternal uncle, Lan Yu could naturally visit the Chang residence without any hindrance.

Not a moment.

In the main hall of Chang Mansion.

Lan Yu was already sitting there waiting, but Chang Mao was yawning and walked over with his clothes disheveled.

"Uncle, what are you doing here so late? Is something the matter?"

Looking at Lan Yu inside the hall, Chang Mao was about to complain a bit, but seeing Lan Yu's serious expression, he immediately asked with concern.

Then I thought about it.

Lan Yu must have come here for something.

"Close the gate. No one is to approach without my order," Lan Yu said to the guards on duty outside the hall.

"Yes."

Two guards immediately closed the palace gates and stood guard outside.

Seeing this, Chang Mao was even more puzzled. He immediately walked up to Lan Yu and asked in a low voice, "Uncle, has something happened?"

"There is a very important matter, one that concerns our two families, and even the entire Huaixi region," Lan Yu said very seriously.

Listen to this.

Chang Mao was even more agitated. He immediately sat down next to Lan Yu and asked with great concern, "Uncle, could there be some change in the court?"

"We've just returned victorious, a time of glory. There shouldn't be any unforeseen events, right? And even if there are, they won't be our turn, will they?"

Obviously.

Seeing Lan Yu's serious expression, Chang Mao felt not joy, but worry.

“Today I went to the East Palace to see Yunhu.” Lan Yu turned to look at Chang Mao, very seriously: “He told me something, which is very important.”

Upon hearing Zhu Yunwen's name, Chang Mao pondered for a moment, then seemed to understand something: "Was it that bitch Lü who bullied Yunwen?"

“I saw long ago that that wicked concubine was up to no good. She wanted to suppress Yunwen and make her illegitimate son the crown prince. That wicked woman is just delusional. As long as we are here, that position will never go to that illegitimate son.”

Lan Yu shook her head: "That's not what Yun Tong told me."

"What is it? Is there anything more important than this? The only thing that could affect the future of both our families is Yun Tong!" Chang Mao was genuinely puzzled and looked on in surprise.

"Don't be surprised or strange about what I say next. I've been thinking about this for three hours straight at home, and I haven't been able to sleep. But I've finally figured it out. I have to do it, or it will be a huge mistake if I miss this opportunity," Lan Yu said with utmost seriousness.

On the way here.

Lan Yu was already mentally prepared.

This time, we absolutely must go to Xiaoling Mausoleum and find out the truth.

If we look inside the grave and find bones, it proves Zhu Yunwen was wrong. But if not, then Zhu Yunwen's words are trustworthy, and we can proceed with the next step of the investigation.

"Uncle, what exactly is going on? You've said so much, but I still don't understand what you mean."

Chang Mao was also somewhat confused by Lan Yu's words.

Lan Yu thought for a moment, then said in the shortest terms: "Yun Tong said that his elder brother was not dead, and that he even saw his elder brother. Yun Tong said that Zhu Ying is Xiong Ying."

After hearing this sentence.

Chang Mao looked at Lan Yu with utter bewilderment, as if she were a madman.

"Has Yunhu gone mad? What nonsense is he spouting?"

"And your eldest uncle, do you really believe that?"

“We all witnessed Xiong Ying’s burial,” Chang Mao said helplessly.

Obviously.

Just like Lan Yu when she was in the Eastern Palace, she didn't believe it at all.

Besides, no matter who it is, no one would believe it.

Who can believe that someone who has been dead for ten years can come back to life?

If I had survived, I wouldn't have contracted smallpox and died.

“I know you don’t believe me. At first, when I heard Yunhu say it in the East Palace, I didn’t believe it either. But after returning to the manor, I thought about it and decided to believe Yunhu.”

“After all, this is a huge matter. If what Yunhu said is true, then our two families will really not have to worry about anything in the future,” Lan Yu said in a deep voice, with great determination.

See this.

Chang Mao pondered for a moment.

“Alright, Uncle, even I believe you, and I believe what Yun-hu said, but have you considered one thing…”

Chang Mao looked at Lan Yu with a serious expression, and then said, "Yun Tong is just going by feeling, it's all just empty talk. We also listened to Yun Tong, but we don't have any evidence. If we really went to the Emperor and said that Xiong Ying was still alive, and that Zhu Ying was Xiong Ying, what would the Emperor think?"

"The death of Xiong Ying was a taboo subject for the Emperor back then. I reckon if we even mention it, all the achievements we made in this Northern Expedition will become a joke, and we will definitely be severely punished."

Having said that, Chang Mao said no more, for he had already said everything that needed to be said.

“We really don’t have any evidence, and neither does Yun-hu. We’re just going by a feeling.”

“Yun-tong was raised by Xiong-ying after he was born. They are brothers by blood and have a very deep bond. I believe this bond is the key to Yun-tong’s decision.”

"so……"

Lan Yu looked at Chang Mao with a serious expression: "Yun Tong gave me a method, but it is a bit risky. However, compared to what we can gain, this method can help us determine whether Zhu Ying is Xiong Ying or not, and whether what Yun Tong said is true."

"What method?" Zhu Yunwen immediately asked.

"Go to Xiaoling Mausoleum and dig up Xiong Ying's tomb," Lan Yu said in a deep voice.

The words fell.

Chang Mao was stunned.

Just like when Lan Yu heard Zhu Yunwen mention this method of digging up graves, he was completely astonished.

"Uncle, are you crazy?!"

Chang Mao said, almost in tears.

"I'm not crazy, I believe in Yun-hu."

"This is worth taking a gamble on."

“If Xiong Ying is still alive, our family will prosper for a hundred years,” Lan Yu said solemnly.

This.

This is also the reason why Lan Yu changed his mind and trusted Zhu Yunwen.

Although the outcome is uncertain and far-fetched, if it were true, the benefits they could gain would be immense.

Zhu Biao will rule the court, and in the future, Zhu Xiong Ying will rule the court.

May your family prosper for a hundred years!
Who could refuse this?
"I really don't know what you're thinking, Uncle."

"Based on Yun Tong's feeling alone, you actually want to go to Xiaoling to dig up the grave. This is a greater crime than mentioning Xiong Ying in front of the Emperor."

"How about you just pretend you never came to my house today?" Chang Mao suggested tentatively.

Clearly, he was genuinely afraid.

Lan Yu's cautious actions suggest he might genuinely be considering digging up the grave. If he were dragged along and discovered, he would be in serious trouble, even if he didn't die.

"No."

Seeing Chang Mao's frightened expression, Lan Yu laughed instead. He stood up, patted Chang Mao on the shoulder, and said very affectionately, "Although there is an old saying that fathers and sons go to war together, you are a boy I watched grow up. Our relationship is like that of father and son, so let us go together this time. It's the safest thing to do."

"Also, isn't your third son working at Xiaoling Mausoleum?"

"For this kind of thing, we can just ask him to open a small gap, and then sneak in quietly at night without alerting anyone."

It was clear that Lan Yu had already made a plan.

Chang Mao knew very well that this time there was no escaping it: "Uncle, are you really going to dig up the grave? What if it isn't?"

"What if it is?"

"Even if the chances are slim, since Yun-hu has brought it up, I have to give it a try. After all, we have no other choice."

"If U.A. is really still alive, both our families will be overjoyed!"

“If Yunhu really is mistaken, then let’s just give Yunhu face. After all, what we need to do in the future is to cultivate Yunhu with all our might. Otherwise, if that lowly concubine Lü really succeeds and that illegitimate son takes over, none of us will be able to live, and the family will be ruined. You should understand the implications.” Lan Yu said with utmost seriousness, without a trace of a joke.

Chang Mao remained silent for a moment, and after a complex internal struggle, he finally nodded: "Uncle, you're right, we have no other choice."

"Let's grant Yun-hu's wish this time."

"After all these years, Yun-tong is so cowardly, perhaps because Xiong Ying is gone, and he has lost his protection. If he clings to this hope, he will never be able to grow up."

"Let us go and investigate, to shatter Yun Tong's childish ambitions and encourage him to pull himself together," Chang Mao said in a deep voice.

"it is good."

"Tomorrow, secretly send someone to inform Chang Sen and ask him to find a suitable opportunity to distract the guards at Xiaoling Mausoleum. Once we have a concrete plan, we will set off," Lan Yu said.

"That uncle."

“This kind of thing can only be done at night, but Yingtian closes its city gates at night. Even if we leave the city, it will be recorded. If we don’t have a suitable reason, this will be troublesome,” Chang Mao thought for a moment and reminded him.

"I've already thought about it."

"We said we'd go hunting and relax tomorrow, and since it's evening, we'll camp outside to rest."

“Now that we have been granted a period of rest by the Emperor, no one will doubt us,” Lan Yu smiled, her face full of confidence.

During the three hours Lan Yu spent deep in thought at the mansion, she had been pondering for a very long time.

"Uncle is brilliant." Chang Mao immediately gave a thumbs up.

……

The Zhu family mansion!

In a gazebo in the front yard.

Zhu Wenxi was sitting upright in the middle, writing with a pen in hand.

Beside him sat a man in his thirties, whose clothes were not neat, and who was drinking heartily from a jug of wine.

"gentlemen."

"Is the wine really that good?"

“The gentleman always drinks a pot of wine.”

As Zhu Wenxi wrote, he asked curiously.

"Only through learning can one achieve tranquility and clarity of mind."

"When writing, remember not to do two things at once."

The man addressed as "sir" didn't even turn his head, speaking to Zhu Wenxi in an old-fashioned manner.

He was the tutor that Lin Fu had spent a fortune to hire for Zhu Wenxi, and also Kong Yi, the nominal eldest son of the Southern Kong family.

"Sir, you're fooling me again. You said you can't do two things at once, so wouldn't it be doing two things at once for you to teach me while drinking?" Zhu Wenxi raised his head, a playful glint in his eyes.

Listen to this.

Kong Yi simply smiled at the rebuttal, without resorting to the harsh method of punishing someone with a board. Instead, he calmly said, "What? Do you expect me to stand behind you with a board every day, watching you like a know-it-all?"

"No, no, no, sir, please leave it as it is. I don't like things that are too rigid. You are the best, sir," Zhu Wenxi replied immediately, frightened.

"Wenxi."

"Learning to read and write is the foundation of studying."

"Propriety, righteousness, integrity, and a sense of shame, along with morality and ethics, are the foundation for the eternal inheritance of Chinese civilization."

"However, do you know what enlightenment is most important?" Kong Yi put down the wine pot, suddenly turned his head and asked Zhu Wenxi.

Upon hearing this question, Zhu Wenxi pondered for a moment before replying, "Morality?"

"Do not."

Kong Yi shook his head with a smile.

"Could it be propriety?" Zhu Wenxi asked again.

"No." Kong Yi shook his head again.

Zhu Wenxi looked puzzled: "What is the most important thing? Please enlighten me, sir."

talking.

Zhu Wenxi, with an eager look, bowed deeply to Kong Yi.

……

(End of this chapter)