Chapter 132 Spore Memory (16) (1st update + 2nd update + 20.8w nutrient solution 3rd update) [VIP]

I don't know when the strange language in the room stopped.

"Hey, no sound?" Guan Hongyan turned her head and looked in the direction of the room, "Has She Mochu finished asking questions?"

"I'll go take a look," Yue Shan stood up, but before he could stand up, Guan Hongyan and Lu Changfeng pulled him back to his seat, "What for? I'll just take a look and not disturb him."

"What are you looking at!" Guan Hongyan slapped his hand away. "If you see something you shouldn't see, don't say we didn't stop you if you go crazy."

Yue Shan:?

"Not really?" He twitched his lips. "Don't scare me... The four of us have been with the three archaeologists day and night for more than ten days?"

Guan Hongyan: "Why do you think I'm talking about the archaeologists?"

"What is that?" Yue Shan asked very sincerely.

"She Mochu!" Guan Hongyan raised her voice, "She Mochu is the more dangerous one!"

Not long ago, she was caught in a san check here because of the other party. He is the most dangerous person on the 25th floor of the Yunnan Second Hospital, okay?

Yue Shan is a kid who takes my kindness for granted.

Yue Shan: "Brother She?"

He actually felt that... She Mochu was quite reliable.

It's not that his filter is 800 meters, but it's mainly because it's hard not to feel reliable for an investigator who can stop you again and again when you are judged to be successfully charmed, and can also stab the other party with a knife!

Guan Hongyan: "...If you don't believe me, try it."

The expression on Yue Shan's face wavered: "Is this true?"

"Really? This is the Second Yunnan Hospital," Lu Changfeng added very honestly, "After you go crazy, you can be admitted to the hospital seamlessly and enjoy the top treatment in Yunling. A bed will be arranged directly."

"Yue Shan, it's better not to go," Lian Yunguang said in a gentle voice, "He will come out on his own after Mo Chu asks him about it."

"You guys..." Yue Shan's eyelids twitched. Looking at the serious expressions on the faces of these three people, his tone became weak, "Are you serious?"

"You said you don't know She Mochu's identity, but it's not like I can't know it, right?" He pointed at himself, then pointed inside, "She Mochu can't be..."

He didn't know what he was thinking about, his expression froze for a moment, and then he sat down very quietly without saying a word.

Guan Hongyan gave Yun Guang a look: [What does he mean? ]

[I don’t know.] Yun Guang shrugged.

Anyway, as temporary teammates, they have done their best. It is not false that Guan Hongyan gave She Mochu a sanction, so they will persuade as many people as possible.

The snake-like language inside the room stopped for a while and then started again.

However, the voice this time did not sound like the three archaeologists were speaking the same language, but it was a very unfamiliar voice.

After a while, Bai Jinshu pushed open the door and came out of the room. I don't know what he said to the three archaeologists inside. After he came out, the three people no longer shouted in the strangely pronounced language as before.

"She Mochu?" Guan Hongyan was the first to approach. "What did they tell you?"

"They..." Bai Jinshu frowned slightly, "They don't have the ability to communicate, but they have been talking about some very professional terms and events."

"I need a historian," he raised his head and looked in the direction of Wasber, "Let Yunling find some historians, preferably those who know nothing about these things, and invite them in the name of external experts for police investigations. Don't tell him that the things he deals with are all from this..."

He thought for a moment.

"It should be Emperor Min, right? Emperor Dingmin," Bai Jinshu recalled the emperor's posthumous title, "When you invite an external expert, don't tell him that these materials were found in Emperor Dingmin's tomb."

"There are also some... universal rules. It's best to fool him by saying that he's participating in a confidential project or case so that he doesn't think too much about it."

Yun Guang nodded and said, "I'll go talk to the people in Yunling."

"Brother She, what happened to the emperor we are investigating? What happened to the four archaeological team members? Did they go crazy after seeing the mural?" When Yue Shan heard that he wanted to find a history expert, he knew that this matter must involve some problems that they, the half-baked ones, could not handle, so naturally he asked a series of questions at once.

"When these three people went crazy, you were not there, right?" Bai Jinshu turned his head and looked in the direction of Yue Shan.

"No," Yue Shan shook his head. "We were up there studying the information they found in the sacrificial site. Because Yun Ling forcibly took the cultural relic from the archaeological team, they were not very friendly to us. We didn't communicate much during those days."

"By the time we knew something was wrong, the three people had already been carried up from below by other archaeological team members."

"Were these three the only people who saw the mural at that time?" Bai Jin asked.

"To be honest... this is the weird part," Yue Shan said with a bitter smile. "Many people discovered this mural, but only these three people went crazy on the spot. They weren't even the ones standing in the front. Because of this incident, we no longer dared to continue this project. We asked Yunling to seal off the entire archaeological site overnight, and all the archaeological team members were also moved to other hotels under this pretext and put under control."

In the world of K-series, there are many things that may cause san checks, but the number of people who will cause san checks is very small. Seeing murals does not necessarily mean that something bad will happen, but people who get into trouble after seeing murals must have high inspiration and see things that others cannot see.

"These three people..." Bai Jinshu considered his words, "It seems that when they saw the mural, they saw the sacrificial scene painted on the mural more than a thousand years ago, so they went crazy."

"I just tried miracles one by one in there," he grabbed a cup of soy milk from the side, and cracked a tea egg very smoothly, saying while eating, "These people speak a kind of ancient Chinese. I am not a student of this, so I cannot determine which dynasty's language they are speaking, but I can tell that they are speaking ancient Chinese."

It turned out that he was experimenting with this during the period when it suddenly became quiet inside.

"Then why... did they suddenly start speaking ancient Chinese?"

"Because they saw a scene from more than a thousand years ago. Or rather, they couldn't say they saw it. Perhaps the moment they saw the mural, they were personally in that scene. So when they left this illusion, the part of their brain that managed Chinese was also restricted after their rationality dropped. The language system in their minds was only the language system from a thousand years ago."

"Back to a thousand years ago..." Yue Shan's expression became serious. "If I remember correctly, that mural depicts the sacrificial ceremony, right?"

In other words, the moment these three people saw it, they were at the sacrificial scene from more than a thousand years ago, and most likely standing among the people who were offering sacrifices.

If only we could figure out which sacrifice they had entered...

Before he could think further, a member of the Maetlon Society spoke up, "Because some people have already been tricked, we didn't dare to go and see the mural ourselves, nor did we dare to ask the people present at the time what they saw. However, Emperor Dingmin was in office for a total of twenty years, and during these twenty years he organized countless sacrifices, large and small. There are more than a hundred large sacrifices recorded in historical documents alone, and on average he held five sacrifices a year, which was a waste of money and labor, and this is not counting the early years of his reign when he was not incompetent and had a clean government."

"The things that can be painted on the murals must be these kinds of grand sacrifices that are worthy of being recorded. Among the more than one hundred grand sacrifices, excluding the regular grand sacrifices held after Emperor Dingmin became addicted to sacrifices in the later period, there are more than a dozen very commemorative ones." This person seemed to have studied the content of the sacrifices in detail. "It is almost impossible to identify the content of the murals from these dozen or so without looking at the pictures."

Yue Shan sighed in embarrassment.

They are neither professional historians nor archaeologists. Even if they can exchange for elementary mastery miracles from the mall, these miracles can only provide some very basic knowledge.

However, determining which sacrifice the mural depicts is of is an independent historical event in this space, and only scholars who have studied this historical fact in detail in this space can be competent for this task.

But these scholars... I'm afraid they may go crazy.

As we all know, in the K-series world, studying history, archaeology, and geology are all very dangerous things. People who study these things have some sensitive or serious traits in their personalities. Once these traits are touched by the K-series elements, it is simply a death warrant.

They can’t just randomly select a few lucky people and make them go crazy for their survey, right?

"Shemochu," Yue Shan seemed a little disappointed, but he continued to ask, "Can we tell from what they said? If those archaeologists really entered more than a thousand years ago, then the topics they talked about at the sacrificial ceremony, or the people they met, can always be used to deduce the timeline of their entry, right?"

A total of three major events occurred during the reign of Emperor Dingmin. The first was that he suddenly changed from an honest and wise ruler to a foolish ruler. He began to favor an imperial teacher who came from nowhere and regarded his words as his guiding principle.

The second thing was that the imperial teacher observed the celestial phenomena at night and came to the conclusion that the capital should be moved to Nanman. So Emperor Dingmin ordered an attack on the Nanman area at that time and started a war without paying attention to the domestic situation.

The third thing was that the Southern Barbarians were finally conquered and became a part of the Ding Dynasty, so Emperor Dingmin began to move the capital south, and ridiculously enough, he actually moved the capital into the Southern Barbarian area.

The topics discussed at the sacrificial ceremony must be related to the current situation. If they are discussing that the king is suddenly slandered by villains and is no longer honest, then the timeline of this sacrifice should be between the first and second major events.

If what they were discussing was the king sending troops without reason and ignoring the dire situation at home, then this sacrifice should have taken place between the second and third major events.

And if they were discussing topics such as the new capital, how their families would move with them, and how absurd it was to move the capital to the southern barbarians, then the time for the sacrifice would be after the third major event.

As for the characters who appear or do not appear in the sacrifice, we can infer a more accurate timeline based on their life stories, the year they died, or the time when they were banished from the capital, and determine the specific time of the sacrifice.

"Why do you think I called a historian?" Bai Jinshu, who was eating breakfast, glanced at him. "Isn't it just to determine the time of this sacrifice?"

The three historians who returned to more than a thousand years ago did not actually travel through time. To use a more accurate term, they only got a glimpse of the corner of the sacrifice and witnessed the entire sacrifice as wandering souls who could not join in and could only watch.

And it was this one glance that seemed to make them see something completely unacceptable, and they fell into madness.

"The words they spoke contained many nouns and names that I couldn't understand. It was very confusing. I couldn't tell what they had seen or experienced, but I could vaguely sense from the language that they seemed to have seen something unacceptable."

"You can't accept it? A mythical creature appeared in the sacrifice?" Guan Hongyan asked.

"Hmm... no," Bai Jinshu thought for a moment, "Let me think about how to describe it."

This kind of unacceptability does not refer to seeing creatures that are unacceptable to human reason.

They seemed to have...seen something that caused their faith to collapse.

Bai Jinshu looked at the tea egg in his hand and pondered for a few minutes, trying to imagine how to describe it so that Guan Hongyan and the others could understand this collapse of faith.

"By analogy... probably..." He thought for a moment, "It's like Italians saw pineapple pizza, Chinese saw strawberry mapo tofu, and Cantonese saw coffee rice noodle rolls."

Lu Changfeng's mouth twitched.

"That's really unacceptable," he said politely, "I would probably collapse if I saw that."

[…It’s not unfair to be taken advantage of in this situation. ]

【So devastating.】

[I immediately understood this person's breakdown. ]

My faith also collapsed.

[Very bad food, hate comes from the Foundation. ]

[Don’t mention it. If a Cthulhu creature suddenly appeared while I was watching the coffee rice roll, I would also fail the san check.]

[Who can bear this? I can’t bear it. ]

[Kill all those who eat strawberry mapo tofu, I will make you into red bean paste! ]

…

As historians, the things they found unacceptable in the book would definitely not be as simple as coffee rice rolls, but I think they would only be content related to history.

The three archaeologists were so inspired that they entered a sacrificial ceremony from more than a thousand years ago the moment they saw the murals. They witnessed some unacceptable things happening and their faith collapsed. It happened that at this time, their sanity was shaky and the worst result was found in the san check, which made it impossible for them to get out of the environment from a thousand years ago. Their language system was completely destroyed and their sanity fell into temporary madness.

"Emperor Dingmin..." Bai Jinshu chewed on the name. He had also made up for a while of ancient common sense before entering Peach Blossom Spring. "Why is the posthumous title of this emperor Min?"

When the country encounters difficulties it is called "min"; when the people are injured it is called "min"; when the country is in constant worry it is called "min"; when disaster and chaos are about to happen it is called "min"*.

This is a flat posthumous title.

"According to common sense, during his reign, an emperor spent a lot of money and effort to hold such large-scale sacrifices, and attacked the Nanman tribes without reason regardless of the domestic situation. He even moved the capital from the thousand-year-old capital of Shaanxi Province to the Nanman area. Why would such a ridiculous emperor be given the posthumous title of Ping?"

Shouldn't such an emperor be given a bad posthumous title?

"It may be because of that imperial tutor," explained the member of the Maetlon Society who had just spoken. "When we investigated, we found that there was also controversy in the academic circles of this world regarding the emperor's posthumous title. "But most people's explanation for this posthumous title is that Emperor Dingmin was indeed honest for a few years when he first ascended the throne. Things started to go wrong after that imperial tutor suddenly appeared. So the word 'Min' should also mean 'the ministers pretended to be kind to the ruler, which ended up causing the ruler to fall into a situation of disaster.'"

"Also, many people did die during the reign of Emperor Dingmin," the man continued. "During the Ding Dynasty, the imperial power was not actually completely in the hands of the emperor. There were many aristocratic families in the court. Just talking about the early days of Emperor Dingmin's reign, many senior officials from high-ranking families died in these few years. So there are also some theories that his early years of clean governance were actually measures taken because of the instability of the imperial power. When all the people with status in the court and the aristocratic families died, the power in the hands of those aristocratic families was gradually taken back, and Emperor Dingmin's true colors were exposed."

"Also, he has a very filial son." Yue Shan added.

"His son is extremely filial, so filial that it drives me crazy," he added, crossing his legs. "This man was extremely absurd when he was in power. In the end, after he died, his son actually held a particularly large memorial ceremony for him."

"In history, this sacrificial ceremony was held in a very strange way. In addition, the sacrifices of Emperor Dingmin were all recorded in historical facts, with details including the address, participants, and the weather on that day. Now we can still find the participants of every sacrifice, big or small, so we want to locate which one is depicted on the mural."

The member of the Maetlon Society continued, "But in the end, there was no record of the sacrificial ceremony held by the new emperor. When the sacrificial site was excavated this time, the entire academic community didn't know when the sacrifice was held and why it was held. In the end, they could only blame it on the new emperor's filial piety and following Emperor Dingmin's wishes after his death to hold a grand sacrifice for him. However, since Emperor Dingmin held many sacrifices during his reign, which was costly and caused complaints from the people, the new emperor didn't dare to say that it was held for the sake of the previous emperor, and didn't record it in the records."

"The new emperor must agree to the posthumous title of the previous emperor," Yue Shan spread his hands, "so the final conclusion reached by the academic community is that this posthumous title was the result of his son's instruction."

"In history, Emperor Dingmin has always been known as an indisputable tyrant, but he was given a posthumous title of Ping. It is hard not to mention the necessity of raising a good son," Yue Shan sighed. "If his son had lived longer, he might have been able to revive the Ding Dynasty."

"His son died young?" Bai Jinshu raised his eyebrows.

"His sons, grandsons, and great-grandsons all died young. After his death, the Ding Dynasty died out in three generations. From a more academic perspective, it was because he had already ruined the Ding Dynasty. His sons, grandsons, and great-grandsons were all rare wise rulers, and they all died of exhaustion."

"What about the less academic perspective?" asked Guan Hongyan.

"From a less academic perspective... the royal family of the Ding Dynasty was cursed," Yue Shan spread his hands. "That imperial master had no origins at all, as if he appeared out of thin air. Legend has it that he kept asking Emperor Ding Min to move the capital because he was actually a wizard from the southern barbarians. He came out of the mountains to borrow the luck of the Ding Dynasty at the time. After Emperor Ding Min moved the capital, the dragon vein became vacant, and the Ding Dynasty perished in three generations."

"And the social atmosphere of the Ding Dynasty also became very strange after the capital was moved," the member added. "All kinds of unruly customs began to spread in society, and the children of the noble families also began to compete with each other to see who was more ridiculous. Although the three emperors pulled it back, the entire Ding Dynasty still fell into the abyss irreversibly. It can be said that from the moment Emperor Dingmin suddenly started the sacrifice, the entire Ding Dynasty entered the countdown."

"So now... the explanation that the general public actually agrees with is that Emperor Dingmin moved the imperial capital and left the dragon vein vacant, rather than the very complicated reasons from an academic perspective."

It's really not a very scientific perspective.

Bai Jinshu stroked his chin and thought for a while: "According to what you said, there is a big problem with this emperor."

What exactly was seen during the sacrifice that caused the archaeologists’ faith to collapse?

It can't be that this famous tyrant in history is actually a creature of the negative system?

Bai Jinshu finished the last egg cake, patted the residue on his hands, and looked in the direction of Yun Guang: "Have you contacted the historian?"

Yun Guang nodded. "Yun Ling went to find an expert in the history department of the university town in Diannan City. However, it is not easy to find someone who meets your requirements. There are too few historians who know nothing about the Ke system. Yun Ling said that scholars like them, whether they believe it or not, will more or less discover some traces of the other side of the world. If they know too much, they will be in danger of falling directly into madness."

Trying to find an expert who has strong professional knowledge but knows nothing about the world of K-series sounds as strange as hiring a cleaning lady but not hiring one.

"Where is Hua Sibo?" Bai Jinshu looked back.

"Hua Sibo went to the school to pick them up personally," Yun Guang said, "I told Yun Ling that we need someone close to home, so the sooner the better. Yun Ling will be able to send them over by the afternoon at the latest."

They still have a morning left.

[Maetron Society] When they were investigating at the archaeological site, they caused a landslide when they entered the site. According to the style of the thing that had been monitoring them, he would do this because there must be very crucial clues in the tomb.

Therefore, as long as this group's investigation does not show any tendency to return to the archaeological site, they will definitely be seen by the other party as wandering on the edge of the truth.

As for the three archaeologists who spoke ancient Chinese, they have gone crazy and what they said is not important.

Is this really the case?

Bai Jinshu raised his eyebrows, asked for a piece of paper and pen from the doctor's office, and went back into the room of the three archaeologists with these two things. When he came out at noon, he had a document full of words in his hand.

"What is this?" Lu Changfeng looked at it curiously.

"I can show you the parts of what those three people said." Because of the mysterious existence that had been monitoring their progress, they could not make the clues they had found too obvious. It would be best to just briefly explore them with these few exploration team members.

Bai Jinshu handed the thing to Lu Changfeng and walked towards the patient cafeteria of the Yunnan Southern Second Hospital.

This thing is indeed something that people like them can see. Lu Changfeng took a look and found that all the names on it were like this. It was a list.

There were also some scattered words, probably about what happened between whom in the court. These should have been written down by his brother Chu to locate the time.

However, there is no record of any major events during the reign of Emperor Dingmin as mentioned by Sanjian Yueshan. I wonder if no one mentioned the relevant topic at this sacrifice.

I want to find out the dynasty in which this sacrifice took place among these things that seem like gossip in the market...

Lu Changfeng was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but sympathize with the historian invited by Yunling.

Hope everyone is okay.

For some reason, a very vivid image appeared in his mind: a group of old men gathered around the list and argued with each other over the time and years.

But when Lu Changfeng met the history expert invited by Yunling in the afternoon, the scene in his mind shattered.

A group of young people actually entered the conference room with Wasber.

He looks about... twenty-five or twenty-six years old, like a student.

It cannot be said that it is exactly the same as the image in his mind, but it can be said that it is completely unrelated.

These young people seemed very lively and talkative. They became good friends with Hua Sibo after just a short walk. When they saw the exploration team members in the conference room, they greeted them very actively: "Hello, teachers. We are the students from Yunnan University who came this time."

Are you really a student?

Lu Changfeng opened his eyes slightly.

Guan Hongyan had already pulled Hua Sibo over: "What's going on? What did Yunling say?"

"Sister Guan..." Hua Sibo blinked guiltily, "This is all the senior's request."

"She Mochu? What did he ask for?" Guan Hongyan didn't understand.

"Senior said... it's best to find a historian who knows nothing about the other side of the world..." Wasber whispered, "You also know that the longer a scholar works in this field, the more likely he is to come across something wrong. So if we want to find someone who knows little about these things, the younger the better."

These students simply know nothing about the world of K-series.

As newcomers, they have not had the chance to come into contact with the other side of the world.

Some of them are graduate students and doctoral students seconded by Yunling from Yunnan University, and some are seconded from other universities. The morning flight arrived in Yunnan City around noon, so it can be said that they were here as soon as they got off the plane. All the students' research directions are all related to the history of the Ding Dynasty.

So many students were able to gather together in just one morning, which shows how much importance Yunling attaches to this matter.

However, it is not difficult to understand that as they entered this space, the clues gradually became clearer and it was impossible for Yunling not to strongly support them.

"The reason we seconded these students is that the government is interested in launching a cultural project recently, so we need a group of students who are familiar with the history of the Ding Dynasty to serve as references for the project. All participating students...will have a section on their resumes stating that they participated in a major national project," Hua Sibo lowered his voice. "Sister Guan, you are the person in charge of this cultural project, so don't let it slip later."

Guan Hongyan: ...

It's free labor.

As expected, the easiest people to enslave in the entire society are college students who can get extra credits, graduates who need internship stamps, and current students who want to improve their resumes.

Before she was paying attention, these students had surrounded She Mochu.

It should be because these leaders all look like young people, and do not have the stereotype of those pot-bellied leaders at all, so these students naturally appear very lively when facing their peers.

When Guan Hongyan walked out with a twitch in her mouth, she saw a boy with dyed white hair standing in front of She Mochu and exclaimed, "Cool, Brother She! Can I wear colored contact lenses if I work in a government agency?"

Their large-scale killing weapon, She Mochu, lazily leaned on the edge of the table, raised one eyebrow and looked at the student: "Of course not, so I don't wear it during working hours, right?"

“Can I have a link?” the student winked.

"It's custom made," She Mochu waved his hand to dismiss him, "It costs tens of thousands of dollars to make a mold."

"So expensive," the boy exclaimed, "Then give me your contact information, Brother She, maybe I can get it when I have money in the future?"

She Mochu turned his head and looked him up and down: "If you want to be rich, why don't you work quickly? Why are you still chatting?"

The boy blinked and turned back to deal with the list.

"She Mochu..." Guan Hongyan waited until the student walked away before leaning over, "You gave them the list? What did you say?"

"Well," Bai Jinshu sat on the table with his arms folded across his chest, "Yue Shan said that these names are the historical figures that are planned to be included in the column of this project. We need to sort out their birth and death dates to facilitate the final division of dynasties."

"A lot of names of famous people from other dynasties have been added to it," Lu Changfeng also said, "Brother Chu asked me to add it this afternoon."

"What about those messy news?" Guan Hongyan remembered that there were a lot of things like gossip on his paper, which seemed to be the content of gossip among the officials who participated in the sacrifice.

"Brother Yun Guang told them that this is entertainment content similar to gossip, and it will be a quiz with prizes. For example, when did this incident happen? Or so they need to come up with four options abcd, and then mark the correct answer."

These people are quite good at making up stories.

Guan Hongyan looked at the students who were full of energy and had already started to work, and silently took a sip of the tea in the cup in her hand.

In order to make the name of this government project real, they naturally cannot let these students work in the Yunnan Second Hospital. They are now working in a building that Yunling found for them.

This building is near the government office building. Wasber said it was Yunling's building. No wonder it was so easy for them to mark out an entire floor and disguise it as an office space for a government project.

Both the upper and lower floors are filled with Yunling people. It is also the first time that Guan Hongyan has seen other members of the Yunling organization in this space except for the four receptionists since entering this space.

It is said that Yunling has caused many deaths. Although Guan Hongyan did not know how many people were in this organization before, it seems that there are still many members in their upper and lower levels. Presumably, before so many people were killed, this organization should have been at least a large organization in the foundation.

They should be in the same tier as those top-ranked organizations that invited her and Yun Guang.

An afternoon passed quickly, and the work of the history students they transferred here also made a lot of progress.

Next to the large conference room where they work is a small office. Yue Shan and his colleagues are checking these biographies one by one, trying to piece together the participants in the sacrifice.

Every time the seconded students finished a piece of information, it would be sent directly to the office next door and appear on the desks of the three of them.

The four members of the Maetlon Society were working hard. Lu Changfeng and Yun Guang were also concentrating on their work. Only She Mochu was leaning on a stool nearby, seemingly catching up on his sleep.

Guan Hongyan's eyelids twitched, but she said nothing and joined the working army.

Everyone in the room worked from the afternoon to the evening, and as they compared and contrasted, the member of the Maetron Society who knew more about Emperor Dingmin's life suddenly discovered something was wrong.

"Captain Yue," he came over with the information in his hand, "look at these people."

"Hmm?" Yue Shan turned his head, "What's wrong?"

"It's not quite right..." The man stroked his chin, "Emperor Dingmin is a tyrant recognized by history books. All the classics exaggerate his stupidity. The imperial teacher who asked him to offer sacrifices was a fraud and the whole court did not support his sacrifices. These are almost written in history books."

"Many noble men of the time disdained to attend his sacrifice. There is a story about a loyal minister in the Ding Dynasty that has been passed down through the ages. He would rather die by hitting a pillar than attend this sacrifice."

"But you see..." He laid out a row of information, "Many of the names given by Brother She are not actually treacherous ministers. They are not even the ministers selected by Emperor Dingmin. These people are all descendants of famous families who did not support him in holding sacrifices according to records."

Even the legendary minister who was willing to die by hitting a pillar rather than participate appeared in it.

The occasion that allows them to appear together must be an extremely important and solemn ceremony.

And this ceremony must be public and have the support and consent of the majority of people, otherwise they will not be willing to appear at it.

Many of these people are old officials in the court. From their standpoint, they would definitely not attend such a sacrificial ceremony.

But why did these people appear at the ceremony in the memories of the three archaeologists?

Bai Jinshu suddenly stood up, walked over to Yue Shan and looked at the information: "That can only mean... there is something strange about the records in the history books."

Sure enough, there was something strange in the historical records, and there was also something strange about Emperor Dingmin’s sacrificial offerings.

Who lied about this history?

The author has something to say:

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*Some of them are quotations.