"Wh-what?" Yue Lin was struck dumb, staring at Wen Li in disbelief, then at Mu Shuxin.

He knew very well that no matter what Mu Shuxin was like, he would never let a student be the second person in charge. This was on equal footing with Tang Yide and Mei Congyun. If things continued like this, wouldn't this girl become a big shot in the archaeology field after graduation, with a smooth future ahead of her?

Yue Lin realized that Wen Li must have a very powerful backer, so powerful that Tang Yide and Mei Congyun were willing to give him a position.

Yue Lin's eyes darted around, wondering if others had no objections to Wen Li's actions.

"I crossed the line."

Yue Lin wasn't stupid; he knew Mu Shuxin was determined to protect Wen Li, so he could only back down first: "I apologize to you."

Wen Li nodded: "Yes, it's okay. We're all colleagues, there's no need to make things too awkward. Stop staring at me and go back to work."

Yue Lin: ...

He'd only been a leader for a day, and they were already treating him like an employee.

Yue Lin took a few deep breaths before swallowing his anger.

——

With Xie Zhan joining the team, the team's progress has indeed accelerated considerably.

Furthermore, even a team specializing in searching historical materials could only vaguely find a few descriptions that seemed to record the Dayong Dynasty among tens of thousands of historical documents.

These are just unofficial historical accounts, but they almost all match Xie Zhan's descriptions.

However, under the guidance of several teachers and Wen Li, the group gradually discovered the murals in the passageway and the life stories of the two tomb owners in the stone coffin.

Among the burial goods were many gold, silver and jade artifacts, but also many wood carvings and paintings.

At first, no one understood why there were so many wooden carvings in the tomb, until Wen Li found the records of the young emperor and empress of Dayong in a very hidden place.

only……

The wood carvings and paintings are really too ugly.

Afterwards, a staff member quietly complained: "He seems to be a foolish and uncultured emperor. This wood carving is too ugly, and the calligraphy and painting are terrible. The characters are written like a dog's scratch, and the painting is even worse. I think this Emperor Dayong is the ancestor of abstract art."

Xie Zhan happened to overhear this.

He held Wenli and cried sadly for a long time. Finally, he couldn't help but say, "Yihuan always cherishes the things I give her and tells me not to give them to anyone else, only to her."

Wen Li: "..."

She stared at Xie Zhan for a long time.

Xie Zhan and Wen Li have been living together for a month now, and he knows that Wen Li looks at him like he's a stupid pig.

But Xie Zhan couldn't process what was happening. He only knew that Wen Li was looking down on him again, and immediately flew into a rage, saying, "What do you mean?!"

Wen Li hesitated for a moment, then let out a long sigh: "Your wife is a good wife."

At least they managed to preserve Emperor Xie Zhan's reputation at the time.

After all, no emperor's handwriting looks like a dog dancing, no emperor's paintings depict birds that look like chicks, and no emperor wrote a love letter to his beloved concubine with three out of ten characters wrong.

Sure enough, Xie Zhan sensed something was off about Wen Li's words and gave her a suspicious look.

He knew what his wife meant, and couldn't help but smile: "My wife is naturally the best wife."

After saying that, Xie Zhan couldn't help but look Wen Li up and down: "You too, you're already so old, and where we're from, you already have two or three kids, how come you don't even have a man?"

Wen Li laughed: "Yes, you, the Emperor of Dayong, are twenty-five years old and still have no offspring. What's there for me, a commoner, to worry about?"

Xie Zhan: !!!

——

Time flies, and it's been almost three months since Wen Li came to the ancient tomb.

They dug more and more pits, unearthing tens of thousands of well-preserved sacrificial items.

According to some historical records found in the tomb, the two tomb owners grew up together as childhood sweethearts. The emperor was a puppet, and the maternal family was of high status. Although Emperor Dayong was not cruel, he was incompetent and not a person who could accomplish great things. The court at that time was rotten to the core, so in the end, the emperor realized that it was the will of the people that made him die, and he could not stop it.

When the rebels entered the capital, the emperor and his concubine faced the national crisis together. Afterwards, the rebels threw their bodies into a mass grave to be eaten by wild dogs and wolves.

But Empress Jiang Yihuan did not die.

Even in the end, Jiang Yihuan spent ten years restoring her kingdom, reigned for over a decade, and was later buried in the imperial mausoleum that had been built.

This tomb was built by Jiang Yihuan, and the skeleton in the coffin is naturally that of the young emperor and empress who destroyed the country.

As for the sudden disappearance of Dayong, it left almost no trace in history, and the archaeological team had no clues at all.

The group gathered for a meeting. Xie Zhan, who had been sitting on the edge of the bed, grew increasingly serious and unconsciously walked to the conference table, his eyes fixed on the report.

He couldn't read the words, and he couldn't even understand some of them.

In an instant, Xie Zhan's ghostly aura surged outwards, his eyes turned bloodshot, and his voice escaped through clenched teeth: "Wen Li, make them say it again."

Wen Li sat below the bundle of firewood and glanced at Xie Zhan.

Xie Zhan had actually ascended to become a Ghost King in an instant, becoming the first soul she had ever seen to become a Ghost King without having committed any killing.

"Wen Li, make them say it again!" Xie Zhan's voice was almost trembling, and tears of blood fell from his eyes and turned into smoke on the ground.

At this moment, Wu Chi, who had come in for the meeting, suddenly rubbed his arms and said, "Why is it so cold?"

Wen Li glanced at everyone in the conference room, then suddenly stood up and said apologetically, "Seniors, I'm sorry, I have to go out for a bit."

After saying that, Wen Li glanced slightly to the side and said, "Xie Zhan, come out first."

Upon hearing this, everyone present immediately realized that Xie Zhan had overheard their entire meeting.

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