Feng Changye looked at Ying Yi calmly, "Why did our ancestor decide on the mausoleum for his descendants so early?"
Ying Yi replied respectfully, "Your Majesty, it's like this. Back then, the founding emperor, Shengzu, met a formidable celestial master, whose profound Daoist skills were considered the best in the world at the time! The emperor was already in his forties at the time, and had already begun searching for a Feng Shui site to build his mausoleum. Since he had met that masterful celestial master, he asked him to choose a burial site for him."
Ying Yi pointed at the towering West Mountain and continued, "The great master chose this West Mountain as the Feng family's royal mausoleum. After selecting the burial site for the founding emperor, he warned the emperor that the Feng family's descendants might arbitrarily bury their dead and ruin the feng shui of the area. So he selected nine mausoleums around the emperor's mausoleum and told the emperor that this was a formation of nine stars surrounding the moon, blessing their descendants. It would harness the dragon energy of the emperors buried there, bringing blessings to future generations and ensuring the Feng family's rule for eternity."
After recounting the events of hundreds of years ago, Ying Yi looked at Feng Changye and said, "So, Your Majesty, you should strictly follow the will of the founding emperor and build your mausoleum according to the nine mausoleum locations selected by that master. You are the seventh emperor of the Daning Dynasty. Excluding the founding emperor, five emperors have already been buried here, leaving you with four locations to choose from."
“…” Feng Changye and Zhu Wuhuan looked at each other again.
Nine Stars Surrounding the Moon Formation? I'm afraid not?
They speculated that the strangeness of this mausoleum was that there was something fishy about the location of the tombs?
Zhu Wuhuan said to Feng Changye in his heart, "I've read quite a few modern novels, many of which are about formations that seize luck... Is this tomb complex also about seizing luck?"
Feng Changye's eyes darkened. He had the same idea.
How can there be so many blessings for future generations? I'm afraid that the fortune of future generations is being taken away for the use of one person?
As for whether this person is Ying Tianjiao or Feng Nanyu, we will have to wait until we go to the mausoleum to find out.
Thinking of this, Feng Changye deliberately frowned and said, "I seem to have heard that the Feng Shui of a burial site should be calculated based on the deceased's birth date and time of death. The Feng Shui site chosen by our ancestors hundreds of years in advance may not be suitable for me. After all, even I don't know when I will die, so how could our ancestors know?"
He looked worried. "What if the feng shui site he chose conflicts with the time of my death? Wouldn't my burial bring disaster to my descendants?"
He deliberately looked at the ministers behind him and said, "I plan to choose a random place at the foot of the Western Hills to build a mausoleum. What do you think, my dear ministers?"
The ministers had just heard what Ying Yi said.
They thought that it would be great to bless future generations.
Since the previous five emperors had already followed the instructions of the founding emperor and chosen their own mausoleums, how could the emperor break the rules?
They didn't know if this Nine Stars Surrounding the Moon formation would actually benefit their descendants. But it definitely couldn't be strange. After all, the founding emperor wouldn't joke about the Daning Empire, right?
The previous five emperors all believed it, so why couldn't this emperor believe it too?
If there really was something strange, it would have appeared long ago after the five emperors were buried for so many years.
Thinking of this, everyone said to Feng Changye in unison, "Your Majesty, please obey the will of the founding emperor and build a mausoleum here."
Ying Yi also echoed, "Your Majesty, this West Mountain Mausoleum is the burial place of all the emperors of the Feng family. If you did not build your mausoleum here, but instead built it at the foot of West Mountain, then thousands of years from now, people who don't know the truth will speculate that you are not recognized by your ancestors. So you are the only emperor in history who cannot enter the royal mausoleum?"
Feng Changye said coldly, "How outrageous!"
Ying Yi quickly knelt down to apologize. Other ministers also knelt down.
Feng Changye stared coldly at Ying Yi. "There are nine possible mausoleum sites in total. Five good ones have already been chosen. The remaining four are definitely not very good! What if the ground there is damp and water seeps, or the location is not good? How can I stay there comfortably in the future? I have made up my mind. I will not stay in Xishan. My Daning is so big, it would be great to choose any place for my mausoleum!"
After he finished speaking, he prepared to hold Zhu Wuhuan's hand and leave.
Ying Yi became anxious.
He hurriedly knelt forward to block Feng Changye's way, kowtowed, and said, "Your Majesty, please reconsider! Xishan is the Feng family mausoleum, and all descendants of the Feng family should be buried in Xishan. If Your Majesty does not enter, you will surely be subject to wild speculation in the future, and even be misunderstood and reviled!"
Civil and military officials also followed suit.
They didn't want the emperor they were loyal to to become an emperor who disrespected his ancestors and was unworthy of being buried in the royal mausoleum. Otherwise, they, the ministers, would be scolded as well...
Feng Changye was blocked and gave Zhu Wuhuan a very obscure smile.
Everyone's getting anxious, right? That's all. Only when you're anxious can you compromise.
Then he frowned and said angrily, "You all urged me to choose from the remaining four directions, so follow me immediately to see how bad those four directions are!"
Ying Yi was ashamed, "Your Majesty, please be careful with your words..."
Feng Changye sneered, "Why are you so cautious! What good can there be for those who are left behind after being picked by others?"
Ying Yi didn't dare to interrupt.
Feng Changye gestured to Ying Yi, "Lead the way, let these ministers see those four places and broaden their horizons! If they still insist that I build a mausoleum here after seeing them in person, then I will agree!"
Ying Yi looked at the civil and military officials and silently agreed to the emperor's extraordinary request.
Originally, outsiders were not allowed to enter the inner area of the mausoleum...
But if he doesn't let these outsiders follow the emperor to broaden his horizons, the emperor will go to other places across the country to choose a mausoleum, and that would be his biggest dereliction of duty!
He had no choice but to agree.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, and all the lords, please follow me."
"Well, lead the way."
Feng Changye responded indifferently and followed behind.
Having succeeded, he grabbed Zhu Wuhuan's fingers and tickled her palm with the help of his wide sleeves.
Zhu Wuhuan said in his heart, "Your Majesty, your performance was excellent. I applaud you!"
Feng Changye curled his lips.
He knew that his queen loved to see him playing tricks on others.
A woman with a bad taste.
Soon, a large group of people walked into the inner area of the mausoleum step by step in the gradually darkening sky.
If only one or two people had entered the inner mausoleum at dusk, they would have been terrified. But there were well over a hundred people here, accompanied by many military commanders bearing weapons under imperial orders. Even the most timid civil officials were no longer afraid.
Zhu Wuhuan, who was walking in front, was naturally even less afraid.
With so many people accompanying her to give her courage and a strong sense of security, what is she afraid of?
Walking on the smooth bluestone road, getting closer and closer to the towering mausoleum, Zhu Wuhuan felt a little excited.
Soon...
We're getting close to there soon...
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