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Volume 1 The Border Town of the Empire Chapter 941 This is a good place

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    Chapter 941 This is a good place Yang Jian never thought that he would be in such a mess when he returned to Chang'an.  Fang Jie never imagined that he would be like this when he returned to Chang'an.  There was no time to take a look at the changes in Chang'an City. Even if he happened to pass by East 23rd Street, Fang Jie's eyes did not stop at his shop for even a moment.  In fact, there is no scenery to speak of in Chang'an City. What is there is just an awe-inspiring and neat atmosphere.  When crossing the street, Fang Jie was no longer as cautious as he was in Chang'an City before. Instead, he took out the strength he had carefully preserved along the way and crossed the street like a gust of wind, stepping on the roof of his shop.  Passed by.  Chang'an City has been besieged by the rebels for a long time. Because it has been so long, even the people in the city have lost their fear and live as usual in peacetime. They don't even bother to ask if there is another attack outside the city.  Someone once said that the city wall of Chang'an was too tall, so tall that it was like building Chang'an into the world's largest prison.  However, in the past few years, the people of Chang'an, a hundred miles away, are glad that the successive emperors of the Sui Dynasty have been perfecting this circle of city walls and it was finally completed under the late emperor.  How majestic and majestic it is after two hundred years?  Someone noticed something strange, and an unusual wind blew past them.  They tried to find the source of the wind, but found nothing.  Tai Chi Palace The Queen's Bedroom Luo Weiran, who was sitting at the table watching the Queen reading, suddenly changed his expression, then stood up and looked out the window.  The Queen saw a strange expression on his face, and was slightly surprised, then a trace of fear flashed in her eyes.  "He's back." Luo Weiran said.  The queen was at a loss and dropped the book in her hand.  Although she was imprisoned here, Luo Weiran's cultivation was amazing, and those who monitored the queen would not notice that there was another person beside the queen.  Since the death of the little emperor, Yang Jian sent people to put the queen under house arrest in the palace instead of Changchun Garden.  In fact, this is very simple. Yang Jian just wants to tell others that the queen is still alive.  "Are you going?" the queen asked, her voice trembling.  "It's unusual to come back, so something must have happened. I've been to the imperial tomb several times in the past few days. I didn't find any clues when I checked before. But then when I was about to get some clues, the pout came back. I don't know  What's his attitude? That's why he didn't go in again. The vitality of the world has changed a lot. I have to go and see." "Can't I go?" the queen asked again.  "I will be back." Luo Weiran arranged her clothes, walked to the queen and touched her cheek: "Some things must be done, but nothing is more important than you." After saying this,  , he swept out from the window.  When the queen looked again, she could no longer see his back.  The book fell on the table, the wind blew by, and the pages were turned randomly.  The imperial mausoleum is in front of an earthen tomb.  Puhu was sitting on the edge of the earthen grave, holding a wine gourd in his left hand and a book that had been turned to the point of decay in his right hand.  He read as he read, his voice very soft, as if he were telling a bedtime story to a child.  It's just that the dead old scalper could recite the stories in this book if he could speak human language.  Before the story was finished, Puhu suddenly froze when the wine gourd in his left hand was brought to his lips.  "Why are you back?" He murmured to himself, and finally got up and placed the wine gourd and book beside the grave.  "I don't know if you are coming back to me, I'll go check If you are coming back to me, old man, maybe I will go down to accompany you soon. Just the same, don't lick me when we meet again you  Bad breath." After saying this, he strode towards the entrance of the imperial mausoleum.  ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ All the emperors of the Sui Dynasty were buried in the same mausoleum. This was something unique to the Sui Dynasty.  In the past, throughout the dynasties, it was rare for all emperors to be buried in one mausoleum.  Emperor Tianyou did not build his own mausoleum at first. After the young emperor Yang Chengqian succeeded to the throne, he ordered the construction of Emperor Tianyou's mausoleum and did not leave this area.  Because of this, the outermost one is Yang Yi¡¯s tomb.  Yang Jian rushed in from the outside like crazy, and the door of the mausoleum was smashed into pieces by him.  It was this door that locked him in in the first place, and the young man who opened the door for him has died in the southwest.  Yang Jian rushed into the underground palace almost as if flying close to the ground, and then slapped the coffin of Emperor Tianyou away with one palm.  The moment the inner force of his palm knocked the coffin lid away, a very faint but enchanting look appeared on his pale face.?, that's because of his current excitement and excitement.  "Finally back!" He thrust his hand into the coffin and grabbed out the body of God Bless Emperor Yang Yi.  Then he was stunned for a moment.  "Unworthy descendants!" When Yang Jian saw Yang Yi's body, he couldn't help but cursed angrily, and the excitement on his face was replaced by anger.  It was precisely because he caught Yang Yi's body instead of the airtight container that he was angry.  At this time, the corpse was in tatters, and the face that had rotted to the point where almost only the bones were left seemed to have a sarcastic smile, as if saying to Yang Jian, Taizu I just won't give it to you.  Yang Jian couldn't help but recall the moment when the little emperor Yang Chengqian poisoned himself to death, and recalled the determined and stubborn face of that young man.  "You want it? I just won't give it to you!" These words pierced the Yang family's heart like a knife.  For example, any injuries Jie gave him along the way would make him feel uncomfortable, even painful.  Yang Jian grabbed Yang Yi's body and threw it out in anger.  With a bang, the body fell to the ground and scattered.  The rotting meat and gray bones did not look embarrassed at all, but had a different kind of pride.  It felt like a slap in the face to Yang Jian in this way, so loud.  "I don't need such an unworthy descendant like you!" Angry Yang Jian rushed over and kicked the corpse away: "You were seriously ill, so I didn't need your blood! I just want to give you the dignity of being my descendant. I want to  I¡¯ll give you the same honor as your fathers and ancestors! Since you don¡¯t care, why should I treat you as my descendant?¡± Yang Jian crushed the corpse¡¯s head with his foot and strode inside.  Passing through a long passage, Yang Jian ignored the darkness of the passage and entered another mausoleum, the tomb of Yang Yi's father, Emperor Zhenzong of the Sui Dynasty.  When he saw the coffin, the perverted excitement on Yang Jian's face appeared again: "There are more! I didn't just prepare one, there are more! I have so many descendants, both alive and dead.  Yes! You are all my descendants, you have to give me whatever I wantI want" Yang Jian's hand that reached into the coffin and his words stopped abruptly, because he directly lifted the body from inside again.  out.  The only difference is that this corpse has only bones left.  He still hadn't touched the container, but he could smell it. This withered skeleton was not a fake emperor, but indeed his descendant.  "You father and son are idiots and bastards!" Yang Jian cursed loudly: "As my descendants, what qualifications do you have to refuse the path I have prepared for you? You should have no other choice from the beginning, but wait wholeheartedly  I came back, waiting to do the last thing for me! But you didn't! You are all liarsall liars!" Yang Jian kicked the coffin away, and the remains of Emperor Zhenzong were scattered on the ground.  Fang Jie didn¡¯t know it, because Yang Yi and his father¡¯s rebellion were also pride and bought him time.  Yang Jian had already gotten rid of him, but he couldn't find what he needed in the two underground palaces one after another. Yang Jian had been held back by his own descendants.  Two emperors in a row made the same choice.  ¡°Perhaps they know that they cannot change the fate that has become a foregone conclusion, but they use such a heroic gesture to declare their attitude.  They are the Yang family, but they don¡¯t necessarily have to keep that disgusting secret, nor do they have to keep the even more disgusting rules.  When Fang Jie rushed into the underground palace, he heard a noise deep in the underground palace.  At this time, it was Yang Jian who overturned the coffin of Emperor Zhenzong.  "Yang Jianwhat else can't you do?" Fang Jie glanced at the broken corpse in the corner and couldn't help but shake his head.  Although he could no longer bear what the corpse looked like in life, he could guess who it was.  The intersection with this person is a past that Fang Jie will never forget.  This emperor of the Sui Dynasty, who was both hated and respected, always had his own way of doing things. It seemed that the whole world should revolve around him.  Fang Jie suddenly discovered that he had no hatred for Yang Yi.  ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ When Fang Jie passed through the tomb of Emperor Tianyou, Luo Weiran appeared outside the gate of the underground palace of the emperor¡¯s mausoleum.  He stood at the door and hesitated for a while, but finally chose to walk in.  When he walked down, he couldn't help but look back in the direction of Tai Chi Palace, with an indescribable meaning on his face.  "No matter what, this period of time is the most beautiful and comfortable life I have ever lived in my life. I'm sorry, I lied to you Maybe I can't go back, but there is one thing I didn't lie to you, that is, there is nothing better than you  It's more important.You have to come. As long as Yang Jian is not dead, I can't feel at ease. If he is alive, he may hurt you.  "Luo Weiran gave one last look as if to say goodbye, and then walked into the imperial mausoleum with determination. The deepest part of the imperial mausoleum. The tiger was running at first, but then the speed became slower and slower. He moved forward step by step, because he suddenly  He found that he didn't want to face that person, the person he had called his big brother for more than two hundred years. He didn't know what happened, but every time he passed through the underground palace, his respect and affection for Yang Jian weakened a little.  When I walked to the front, I suddenly realized that I started to hate my elder brother. ¡°If I can end this, I will die with you.  We're back where we're supposed to be, which is definitely not here.  The names of you and my brother may have been written down on the book of life and death in the underworld more than two hundred years ago. After escaping two hundred years of reincarnation, we still have to go after all I'm tired of it, brother Why can't you let go?  ?  "Pu Hu's expression was painful at first, but now, it became clearer and clearer. When Fang Jie walked to the second underground palace, he saw another remains. He couldn't help but pause, and suddenly felt a bit of respect in his heart.  Suddenly a very absurd idea flashed through his mind. He knew that it could never be true, but he couldn't help but think about it The rebellion of the descendants of the Yang family may have begun with Emperor Zhenzong, Yang Yi's father.  , Yang Chengqian's grandfather, the emperor who is said to be the longest-lived and most romantic emperor in the Sui Dynasty, influenced Yang Yi, and Yang Yi influenced Yang Chengqian. If Yang Yi knew this secret when he succeeded to the throne, then the collapse of the Sui Dynasty would be inevitable.  Did he do it on purpose? Impossible. Fang Jie shook his head. That was not in line with Yang Yi's character. Fang Jie did not dare to stay too long because he knew that Yang Jian would eventually find a useful descendant.  Jie sighed: ¡°This place seems to have been chosen specially.  " Behind him, Luo Weiran glanced at the remains of Emperor Tianyou on the ground. After hesitating for a while, he walked over and sorted the remains: "Sometimes, I often think you have more courage than me.  "
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