Chapter 643 If You Don’t Give It to Me, I Don’t Want It
Nan Yan felt like she was listening to a fairy tale.
From some legends she had heard in the past, including stories told by the elders, imperial tombs were usually built in some auspicious locations to facilitate sacrifices.
But she didn't expect that Emperor Gao would build the imperial mausoleum in such a remote place.
On the island of Xingluo Lake!
Moreover, when Emperor Gao was young, he became a monk?
This is so magical!
Seeing Nan Yan's astonished expression, Zhu Feng smiled faintly and said, "You don't know, many people in the world don't know this."
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"It was only after I grew up that I heard him talk about some of his youth."
“…”
"We talked about Xingluo Lake and the Imperial Tomb Temple."
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"Although this place wasn't called Huangling Temple before, he later changed the name of the Taoist temple when he moved his mausoleum here."
“…”
"Moreover, every year a sum of money will be allocated from the imperial taxes and distributed here to repair the Taoist temple."
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"We will also select some people from the palace guards and have them become monks here."
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"In fact, it is to guard the imperial tomb here."
Nan Yan took a deep breath.
No wonder she saw this Taoist temple was so grand, they clearly didn't have much incense, so where did the money come from? Moreover, all the Taoists here were practicing martial arts.
Last night, when the pirates heard Master Shangshan's flute, they retreated in fear.
It seems that they must have fought each other before. The Taoists on Master Shangshan's side are almost an army, and should not be able to give those pirates any advantage.
So, they were afraid of him.
Thinking of this, Nan Yan suddenly remembered that she had been pretending to be a commoner in front of Master Shangshan, and even said that Zhu Feng was a businessman...
I'm afraid Master Shangshan has already guessed who they are.
It’s just that I don’t want to expose my own lies.
Nan Yan's face turned red with shame.
Seeing her frustrated expression, Zhu Feng asked, "What's wrong?"
"No, nothing?"
Nan Yan just felt a little too embarrassed to face people.
Telling lies in front of monks is not good in itself, and what’s more, they clearly already know about it, which makes this situation even more terrible.
Zhu Feng seemed to understand as well, and a smile flashed across his eyes.
He pinched her chin gently.
"fine."
“…”
"Actually, I only have a general idea of what kind of islands there are in this place and what kind of people are on them."
“…”
"Even if I come here, I will be completely in the dark."
Hearing him say this, Nan Yan asked with some doubt: "Your Majesty, didn't Emperor Gao give you a map of this place?"
“…”
Zhu Feng's expression darkened slightly.
He said in a deep voice: "He won't give it to me."
“…”
Hearing his words, Nan Yan's heart moved slightly.
"Not giving it to me" and "not giving it to me" are two different things.
“Not given” means that it may be too late or you didn’t think of it, so you didn’t give it.
But "not giving" is clearly deliberate.
Nan Yan suddenly understood.
Emperor Gao was always on guard against him.
Just as Ye Zheng had said before, Emperor Gao had always disliked his son and would even rather pass the throne to the less capable crown prince than promote his son.
But--
This is the imperial tomb!
Not even telling him the exact location of the imperial mausoleum is a bit...
Nan Yan looked up at Zhu Feng, only to see that his face was slightly gloomy. In fact, sometimes, even if the whole world is in his hands, a little bit of loss in his heart will create a huge void in his heart.
No matter how much you get, it will be difficult to make up for it.
So, it’s not that Zhu Feng couldn’t find the imperial tomb. After becoming emperor, he had many ways to do it.
But he didn't look for it.
There is a kind of stubbornness that says "If you don't give it to me, I don't want it either."
If it weren't for this time, because he came here with me, I'm afraid he would never come to his imperial ancestral tomb in his entire life.
Nan Yan could imagine that what Emperor Gao did to his son had cast a deep shadow in Zhu Feng's heart.
But she didn't know why.
Mingming is also his own son, isn't he?
I felt Zhu Feng's entire body cool down.
Nan Yan said softly, "Your Majesty."
“…”
"Now that you're here, find some time to pay respects to the imperial tomb."
“…”
"I want to go too."
Zhu Feng looked down at her.
Seeing this soft, sweet little face and her gentle eyes, the indescribable heat in his heart faded a little.
He nodded: "Yeah."
“…”
"I told them before."
“…”
"Wait until tomorrow and let them lead the way. I will go with you."
"Why!"
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The next day, they got up early in the morning.
Breakfast was delivered to the room. Nan Yan ate with Zhu Feng, changed clothes, and tidied up before Master Shangshan arrived.
Take them to the imperial tomb.
Originally, Ye Zheng and Ran Xiaoyu also wanted to go with him, but Zhu Feng thought about it and said to Ye Zheng, "You stay and find out the whereabouts of those people."
When Ye Zheng heard this, he immediately said, "Yes."
Zhu Feng said again: "Xiaoyu, you stay and help him."
"……yes."
One look at Ran Xiaoyu's disgusted eyes told her that she was unwilling at all, but since the emperor had spoken, she had no way to refuse.
He turned around and glared at Ye Zheng.
Then, the two people left.
Nan Yan and Zhu Feng followed Master Shangshan out of the Imperial Mausoleum Temple.
They went down the mountain.
Nan Yan originally thought that the imperial ancestral tomb should be on this mountain, but after walking for a while, she found that it was not.
Master Shangshan took them to the back mountain. When Nan Yan looked up, she saw that behind this island, there was another island very close to it, separated only by a very narrow waterway.
They boarded a bamboo raft and slowly sailed towards the island.
Because of the experience the night before, Nan Yan was still a little nervous about riding on the bamboo raft. She sat there cautiously, holding on to the edge of the raft with both hands.
But Zhu Feng stood on the bamboo raft with his hands behind his back.
His eyes seemed a little sad as he looked at the quiet island in front of him.
Although he usually gives people a very strong feeling, even if you close your eyes and don't look at him, you can still feel his strong presence.
But at this time, he was standing on the vast lake with mist rising from it.
Nan Yan suddenly had a strange feeling.
He seemed to be disappearing in the mist.
She subconsciously grabbed the corner of his clothes.
Feeling his clothes sink, Zhu Feng lowered his head and saw his concubine sitting at his feet, staring at him with wide eyes.
Like a homeless cat.
His heart suddenly softened.
Yes, even if those are things I can’t get, at least I still have her.
She is real.
Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he sat next to Nan Yan, shoulder to shoulder with her.
Nan Yan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and leaned on his shoulder.
In less than an incense stick of time, they arrived.
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