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

Chapter 235 Blue Jade: Xiong Ying's remains are really gone!

We've now arrived at Xiaoling Mausoleum.

The arrow is on the string and must be fired.

Anyway, I had already made all the preparations before I came.

With a command from Lan Yu.

His adopted sons behind him did not hesitate and immediately took hoes and approached the grave.

"Yongying."

"Don't blame your great-uncle."

"Your great-uncle also needs to confirm this, since this is what Yun-hu asked for. If you are still alive, then everyone will be happy. If you are really still inside, please forgive your great-uncle's rudeness."

Lan Yu stared at the tombstone before her, muttering to herself.

"Uncle."

"You're really crazy."

Chang Sen, standing to the side, looked utterly terrified as he watched Lan Yuzhen order the grave to be dug up.

at first.

He genuinely didn't know why Lan Yu would ask him to transfer the guards patrolling Xiaoling Mausoleum, but considering his family's relationship with Lan Yu, he didn't think much of it and simply did as he was told. However, as soon as he put on his night clothes, things started to get increasingly strange.

They actually came to dig up a grave!
It is still the tomb of Zhu Xiong Ying, the eldest grandson of the emperor.

If the emperor finds out, I'll be in deep trouble, if not dead.

Their official titles and ranks might all be revoked; no one could escape. Chang Sen felt like he had boarded a pirate ship and had no chance of getting out.

Because once he transferred the guards to the imperial tombs, he could no longer clear his name.

If he's discovered, he'll be finished.

"Why are you panicking?"

Lan Yu glanced at Chang Sen and said irritably, "My brother-in-law was so open-minded back then, how come you guys are all so cowardly?"

"Now that it's already done, even if something really goes wrong, I'll take full responsibility."

"And if this is really discovered, our two families will truly prosper for a hundred years to come. Fortune favors the bold, so what's there to be afraid of?"

At this moment, Lan Yu was completely unafraid, only resolute.

What is done is done.

What a coward!

"Uncle."

"Next time something like this happens, just call me 'Big Brother,' okay?"

Out of respect for Lan Yu's imposing presence, Chang Sen could only weakly reply.

"The third child."

"What are you talking about?"

"Don't forget we are an entire clan. If this gets investigated, none of us will escape, so you'd better behave yourself," Chang Mao said with a glance over.

After being dragged here by Lan Yu, he was also filled with helplessness. Chang Sen actually wanted to be scolded.

In the midst of their conversation.

Lan Yu's adopted sons didn't stop either, swinging their hoes non-stop, and soon successfully dug up the coffin.

"Father."

"The coffin has been unearthed."

One of the adopted sons respectfully addressed Lan Yu.

“Keep digging; we’ll have to open the coffin sooner or later,” Lan Yu said as she stepped forward.

"Yes."

The group didn't dare to slack off and continued digging at a rapid pace.

"Uncle."

"So many years."

"Besides U.A.'s remains, there should be some burial items inside."

"After this excavation, Uncle, please burn more paper money for Xiong Ying. I really feel sorry for Xiong Ying," Chang Sen said helplessly.

"Just shut up."

Lan Yu cursed in annoyance.

Their gazes were fixed on the coffin, which had now been unearthed; all that remained was to open it to find out the answer.

At this moment, Lan Yu's emotions were also difficult to calm down.

He is very clear.

If there are truly no remains inside the coffin, then it truly indicates a possibility: Zhu Xiong Ying is still alive; he did not die.

This will bring unimaginable changes to Lan Yu, no, to the entire Ming Dynasty.

The eldest grandson of the emperor has returned!
This will surely shake the world.

at last!

When the entire top of the coffin was dug out.

"Father, it can be opened now," the leading adopted son said respectfully.

"Open it."

Lan Yuchen said solemnly, holding a torch and approaching the coffin directly, not even daring to blink.

Chang Mao, who was standing nearby, also came closer.

Chang Sen, who had been chattering away, filled with worry and fear, also came closer.

Obviously.

At this point, they were also filled with curiosity.

As the adopted sons took out the tools they had prepared beforehand, they pulled out the nails from the coffin and then worked together to push the coffin lid to the side.

An aura, seemingly sealed away for a long time, emanated from the coffin.

Lan Yu took another step closer and raised the torch to shine into the coffin.

When Lan Yu saw the contents of the coffin, he was astonished.

Chang Mao and Chang Sen came over to take a look, and their expressions were exactly the same as Lan Yu's—astonished.

Squeeze it in the coffin.

There were no bones at all, but the burial objects inside seemed to still be there, including various jade artifacts and ceramic sculptures. In the very center was a rotten and dilapidated royal robe.

Looking at the scene before me.

Lan Yu and the other two were completely stunned.

Thump, thump, thump.

The only sound from the three of them was the beating of their hearts; under the cover of night, it seemed as if they could hear each other's heartbeats.

"Hero...Hero."

"His...his remains are gone."

"He...he really isn't dead?"

Lan Yu's voice was trembling, but it wasn't out of fear; rather, it was an indescribable excitement, or even ecstasy.

"No... that can't be, right?"

"We all witnessed Xiong Ying's burial."

"Even if Xiong Ying is alive, how could he possibly leave with this coffin so tightly sealed?" Chang Mao asked, utterly puzzled, but his voice trembled with a silent excitement, even hope.

Although I still have doubts.

But both of them could sense it.

A completely new order is about to emerge for the Ming Dynasty, if it is true, if Zhu Xiong Ying is really still alive.

And the next moment.

Chang Sen spoke up: "Could it be that grave robbers stole Xiong Ying's remains?"

As soon as he finished speaking...

There was a snap.

Lan Yu slapped Chang Sen on the head.

"oops."

Lan Yu didn't hold back, and Chang Sen cried out in pain from the blow.

"What kind of tomb raider could enter Xiaoling Mausoleum? What kind of tomb raider would dare to rob a tomb in Xiaoling Mausoleum?"

"Furthermore, when tomb raiders come to rob a tomb, why don't they steal the gold, silver, and jade artifacts inside the coffin? Why do they only want to steal the remains?"

"Are the tomb raiders stupid, or are you stupid?"

Lan Yu cursed in annoyance.

He was originally full of wonderful ideas, but he was interrupted by Chang Sen, that idiot, and Lan Yu was a little confused.

"Then what happened?"

“U.A. was clearly already infected with smallpox, and the imperial physicians confirmed that U.A. had already passed away before he was buried. Moreover, his body was kept in the palace for several days.”

"How could Xiong Ying's body just disappear for no reason?" "He couldn't have climbed out by himself," Chang Sen said with a wronged expression.

He felt that everything he said made sense, so why did Lan Yu hit him?
but.

Right after he finished speaking.

Lan Yu pondered for a moment, then said, "Indeed!"

“The Xiong Ying is so small that it is absolutely impossible for one person to come out, especially in the heavily guarded Xiaoling Mausoleum. It is even more impossible for them to leave silently.”

Hear this.

Chang Mao, who was standing to the side, seemed to have thought of something.

"Uncle."

"You mean someone arranged for Xiong Ying's body to be sent away?" Chang Mao said in a deep voice.

“Perhaps it’s not a corpse, but a living Xiong Ying,” Lan Yu said thoughtfully.

“But Uncle, that makes even less sense.”

"If it's a living Xiong Ying, why send him away? He can get everything and the best care if he stays in Yingtian."

"Again."

"To do this without anyone knowing, to send Xiong Ying away, there's practically no one in the entire Ming Dynasty who could do it, right?" Chang Mao was even more puzzled.

Lan Yu nodded seriously: "Yes!"

"In the entire Ming Dynasty, who could move Xiong Ying so silently?"

"Regardless of whether U.A. is alive or dead, why would he go to such lengths to send U.A. away? And so quietly?"

"Strange, so strange."

"I just can't figure it out."

now.

Lan Yu was completely absorbed in her own thoughts.

Chang Mao racked his brains, but no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't figure it out.

After all, this matter is too big and too complicated.

Even if we can be certain that Zhu Xiong Ying's remains are not in the coffin, the hidden reasons, where Zhu Xiong Ying went, and who took away Zhu Xiong Ying's body or even the living Zhu Xiong Ying, all seem to be unclear.

"That uncle."

"Now that it's confirmed, why don't we bury the coffin first?"

"Can we talk about this back at the barracks?"

Seeing Lan Yu standing there lost in thought, Chang Sen couldn't help but interject.

This sentence brought Lan Yu back to her senses.

Lan Yu looked down at the coffin below again, and then said, "Take a close look at these burial items to see if anything is missing."

“We were all there when the burial took place, so we roughly know what items were buried with the deceased.”

“Take a look, all of you.”

After a moment's thought, Lan Yu, whose intelligence was fully on point, immediately spoke to Chang Mao and Chang Sen.

Hear this!

Lan Yu brought the torch closer, and the three of them squatted down directly in front of the coffin.

Under the cover of night, still in front of the grave.

This scene was indeed very strange, even bizarre.

As the three of them stared intently at the burial objects inside the coffin.

This lasted for a period of time.

“It seems like nothing is missing. It’s been so long that I can’t remember what’s missing at all,” Chang Mao said.

"and many more."

Lan Yu seemed to have thought of something, and her eyes lit up: "When Xiong Ying was buried, did he have two pieces of jade on him?"

"It seems so."

“It seems that the Emperor specially commissioned the craftsmen of the Imperial Clan Court to create two unique pieces of jade, one for his posthumous title and the other for his posthumous honor,” Chang Mao replied after thinking for a moment.

"Those two pieces of jade are gone," Lan Yu said with certainty, her eyes filled with joy.

"Uncle."

"You mean whoever has those two pieces of jade from back then is Xiong Ying?" Chang Mao immediately understood the meaning behind Lan Yu's words.

"That's one point."

Lan Yu looked thoughtful, her expression slightly complicated: "Right now, I'm wondering if Yun Tong's feeling was right. Could it be that Zhu Ying really is Xiong Ying?"

"I think Yun-tong got lucky, but I don't think Zhu-ying could possibly be from Xiong-ying."

“Zhu Ying grew up in Beiping Prefecture, how can he be Xiong Ying?” Chang Mao shook his head and directly objected.

"In short, this matter still needs careful consideration," Lan Yu said in a deep voice.

"Uncle."

"Are you really not in a hurry, and not afraid at all?"

"Could we bury it first and talk about it back at the barracks?"

now.

Only Chang Sen focused on the crucial point of "losing one's head" and spoke up again to remind him.

"kindness."

Lan Yu nodded and stood up.

"It was buried."

"Remember, leave the old soil on the surface, and don't add any new soil."

"And Chang Sen, once it's light, find a chance to deal with it and make sure the grave doesn't look suspicious," Lan Yu immediately instructed Chang Sen.

"it is good."

Chang Sen nodded immediately.

Subsequently.

The group stepped back from the coffin, and Lan Yu's adopted sons began to close the coffin and rebury it.

The goal is to do it without anyone noticing, so that no one knows anything about it.

Watching the graves gradually being buried.

Lan Yu was thinking to herself, "Yun Tong said that Zhu Ying was Xiong Ying, and he was so sure of it. He even asked me to dig up the tomb in Xiaoling to verify whether Xiong Ying was still alive. Now, based on Yun Tong's feeling, the tomb is indeed empty."

"Could it be that Zhu Ying really is Xiong Ying?"

“But Zhu Ying grew up in Beiping Prefecture. Even though their eyes are very similar, they are thousands of miles apart, so this is the only reason they can’t be connected.”

"Ugh."

"God, what are you doing?"

As the coffin was closed, it was reburied with soil, restoring the tomb to its original state as much as possible.

Do it all.

Lan Yu and the others then left Xiaoling and headed towards the military camp of the guards stationed at the mausoleum.

Inside the military camp.

Chang Sen had a room to himself.

Lan Yu, Chang Mao, and Chang Sen sat together.

"Uncle, now that it's confirmed, what's the next step?"

"Could we try to sneak into Zhu Ying's residence to investigate and see if those two pieces of jade are there?" Chang Mao thought for a moment and made a suggestion.

"Zhu Ying has 1,500 personal guards, and the entire mansion is airtight. You want to sneak in and investigate? How can you do that?"

"Besides, the two pieces of jade are so small, how can we possibly find them?" Lan Yu glanced at them and said helplessly.

"But without those two pieces of jade, how can we be sure that Zhu Ying is indeed Xiong Ying?"

"besides."

"In the end, all we've confirmed tonight is that Xiong Ying's remains aren't in Xiaoling Mausoleum, but we don't know the specific reasons, or whether it's related to the Emperor," Chang Mao said helplessly.

He was truly at his wit's end.

At the very beginning.

He never imagined that there were no remains in the coffin.

Thinking that this trip was also to cooperate with Lan Yu, to fulfill Zhu Yunwen's wish, to make Zhu Yunwen give up completely, and to let him know that Zhu Xiong Ying was dead.

But now the situation is even more precarious.

There were no remains inside the coffin.

But what's the next step?
How can we determine Zhu Xiong Ying's whereabouts?

Moreover, the fact that the remains are missing raises the question of whether it is related to the current emperor.
It's all a puzzle.

A puzzle they couldn't solve either.

……

(End of this chapter)