Chapter 644: Tomb of Concubine Qin
The mist gradually dissipated.
The island slowly revealed its true appearance before them.
Zhu Feng's deep voice rang out beside her ears. It was unclear whether he was muttering to himself or telling Nan Yan, "This is the Imperial Ancestral Mausoleum Island."
Nan Yan opened her eyes wide and looked ahead.
This island should not be big, only a few miles in radius. There is also a mountain on the island, but it is not a wild place. From the foot of the mountain, you can see a road leading directly to the top of the mountain. The grass and trees on both sides even show signs of being trimmed.
Apparently, people from the Imperial Mausoleum Temple often come to clean and look after it.
Master Shangshan docked the bamboo raft on the shallows, where there was even a small pier so that they would not have to walk into the water and get their shoes and socks wet.
Zhu Feng helped Nan Yan ashore.
The river beach is covered with soft white sand, and you can see traces of birds and animals passing by. Long and pleasant bird calls can be heard from the mountains from time to time.
It's a beautiful place.
If it weren't for the current situation, Nan Yan would even think that she and Zhu Feng were a newlywed couple and really came here for fun.
Master Shangshan tied up the bamboo raft and stepped forward: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please follow me."
"Um."
Zhu Feng nodded.
Then, holding Nan Yan's hand, the three of them walked forward together.
The mountain doesn't look high, but it's still hard to walk on it because there's always mist all year round and the stone road is covered with moss, which will grow back quickly even after it's cleared, so they all walked very carefully.
Zhu Feng held her hand tightly and said, "Be careful."
"Um."
Nan Yan held up her skirt with one hand and followed him slowly upstairs.
Although Zhu Feng had a high fever and was unconscious yesterday, his strength recovered quickly and he could walk for most of the day without any effort; although Master Shangshan was old and had a bag on his back, he obviously worked frequently and was in good physical condition.
Nan Yan, on the other hand, was so tired that she was out of breath and had to stop to rest twice along the way.
By noon, they finally reached the last step.
At the top of the mountain, the fog is even thicker.
In the steaming mist, they saw many dark shadows standing in the distance.
It's a stone tablet.
Nan Yan's breathing suddenly became quiet.
She also felt that Zhu Feng's hand holding hers slowly loosened. He held his breath and walked forward step by step.
In the fog, the stone tablets appeared one by one.
Nan Yan immediately saw the mottled, blurred handwriting——
The tomb of the late emperor, Zhu Gong.
This should be Emperor Gao’s father, Zhu Feng’s grandfather.
This was after Emperor Gao ascended the throne and posthumously conferred the title of emperor on his father. Naturally, he also did the same when he erected the monument for other relatives.
Master Shangshan came over, took off the bag from his back, and opened it. Inside were some incense, candles, and offerings. He placed them in front of the tombstone and said softly, "Your Majesty, I will take my leave now."
Zhu Feng nodded, his voice already a little hoarse: "You go downstairs and wait for me."
"yes."
Master Shangshan bowed to Nanyan again, then turned and walked down the mountain.
Nan Yan thought for a moment, then walked over and laid out the offerings one by one. Then she lit the incense and candles and placed three sticks in front of Zhu Feng, saying, "Your Majesty..."
Zhu Feng glanced at her.
He reached out to take the incense and kowtowed to the tall stone tablet.
Nan Yan also followed him and kowtowed three times and nine times to the stone tablet.
Behind them were the stone tablets of her grandfather and grandmother. Nan Yan went up to them one by one, placed offerings on them, lit incense and candles, and kowtowed along with Zhu Feng.
Although royal tombs should be very grand and there should be a grand ceremony during worship, this time, there were only two of them.
However, Nan Yan felt that she was closer to him.
After offering sacrifices and bowing to all the stone tablets one by one, Zhu Feng walked to his grandfather's stone tablet, swept the moss on the stone platform, and pulled out some weeds. Nan Yan also took out her handkerchief and wiped the dust off the stone tablet.
Looking at the blurred words on the stone tablet, Nan Yan said softly, "Your Majesty."
"Um?"
"Why isn't your grandfather's name on the tombstone?"
There are only two words "Zhu Gong".
Generally speaking, when carving a monument, one should carve one's name on the back.
Zhu Feng smiled faintly and said, "It's not that I don't want people to carve it, but Grandfather, there is no name."
"ah?"
"The Emperor Gao was born into a poor family. His grandfather and great-grandfather were both honest farmers."
“…”
"Plus, when the Neng people ruled the Central Plains, they didn't allow people from the Central Plains to learn literature or become officials. As a result, many people were illiterate, and their children didn't even have names."
“…”
"My grandfather and great-grandfather were also like this."
"oh……"
Thinking about it this way, those were truly wild times.
It is a wonderful thing that people nowadays can learn to read and write, and can even read and understand words themselves.
Maybe in the future, it will be better.
Nan Yan went with him to clean up the stone tablet. When she turned around, she saw Zhu Feng standing in front of the stone tablet, looking a little dazed.
Is he thinking about something from the past?
Nan Yan walked up to him and whispered, "Your Majesty?"
“…”
Zhu Feng was silent for a moment, then looked down at her and suddenly said, "Nan Yan, do you still remember your childhood? Do you remember your grandfather?"
I don't know why he suddenly asked this.
Nan Yan thought for a moment and said, "My grandfather passed away a long time ago, and I don't have much impression of him."
“…”
“When I was little, my grandmother took care of me.”
Having said that, her mood sank again.
Grandmother is still in the hands of the people of Dian.
At this time, Zhu Feng let out a deep breath.
Nan Yan looked up at him and said softly, "Your Majesty, are you remembering your childhood? The time you spent with your grandfather?"
“…”
Zhu Feng didn't say anything.
He just looked at the stone tablet with a complicated expression, and then looked at the stone tablets around it.
After a while, he sighed and said, "Nothing."
“……?”
Nan Yan looked at his solemn expression, not knowing what he was thinking, and just continued to follow him forward.
This large area is filled with tall stone tablets, which were erected by Emperor Gao for his family.
There are also some stone tablets around.
It seems to be a stone tablet of some heroes who died during his fight for the world.
They were also posthumously honored.
These are all benefactors of the Great Yan Dynasty.
Nan Yan poured libation wine for them one by one.
Just then, a gust of wind blew over, and the fog gradually dissipated a little. She suddenly saw a stone tablet revealed a little distance ahead.
Nan Yan walked over.
This stone tablet seems to be newer than the other ones. Although it has also gone through many years, it was obviously erected in a later period.
There are a few big words engraved on it——
The tomb of the former imperial concubine Qin Xixi.
Nan Yan's heartbeat suddenly stopped.
Qin Xixi... ?
Imperial Concubine?!
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