Chapter 699 Blue Rain’s retreat!
This made He Qingqing, who saw this for the first time, gasp...
"Follow me closely." Gu Yanchen stepped in first. The three of them walked through a corridor that was a hundred steps long and finally stopped in front of a stone wall engraved with a star map.
"Are we here already? Why is there nothing here?"
Although the place we arrived at was very large, there was nothing there, just a piece of empty land.
Ran Qingxuan calmly followed the instructions on the parchment scroll and pressed the seven main stars on the wall. Immediately, the mechanism inside the stone wall began to rumble.
The moment the stone wall flipped, He Qingqing's scream echoed in the secret room: "Oh my God!"
The scene in front of me suddenly became clear. A palace made of gold was right in front of me, with golden bricks paving the ground, jade pillars supporting the sky, and boxes of pearls stacked up like small hills.
The most shocking thing is the pure gold dragon throne in the center. The dragon's eyes inlaid with pigeon blood gems look like a living thing under the firelight.
"This...this...am I dreaming?" He Qingqing saw Jincancan's legs go limp and he fell down on the gold bricks.
When she turned to look at Ran Qingxuan, she found that he looked normal.
“Sister Ran, aren’t you surprised?”
Ran Qingxuan smiled without answering and walked straight towards the dragon throne.
The light of the flashlight flickered in the dark secret room of the imperial mausoleum, stretching the shadows of the three people long as it swept across.
He Qingqing was squatting on the ground holding a handful of Dongzhu, unable to let go, when she suddenly heard Ran Qingxuan gasp.
"Husband, come quickly!"
"What's wrong, Sister Ran..." The moment the girl turned around, the pearls rolled through her fingers, making a series of crisp sounds on the golden floor tiles.
What rags are on the dragon throne...
That was clearly a hunched-over mummy!
The bright yellow dragon robe has faded to gray, but the pattern of the five-clawed golden dragon can still be seen.
The corpse was curled up on the dragon throne in a fetal position, with a brocade bag tightly grasped in its bony fingers.
Gu Yanchen took a step forward and stood in front of the two women, his sword already three inches out of its sheath.
After confirming that there were no hidden weapons around the dragon throne, he slowly stepped forward and gently lifted the collar of the dragon robe with the tip of his sword.
"This is..." His voice was rarely tense.
"Twelve chapter patterns."
Ran Qingxuan's pupils shrank suddenly. Although she was not from this era, she had read about this era...
The twelve patterns are exclusive to emperors, including the sun, moon, stars, mountain dragons, and insects... The patterns on this dragon robe are even more complex and exquisite than the one He Fanxiong is wearing now.
Seeing this, He Qingqing's knees suddenly went weak and she fell to the ground.
"Yes...it's Emperor Gaozu..." Her voice trembled.
Emperor Gaozu, that's the person He Qingqing should really call Grandpa!
Gu Yanchen carefully looked at the collar and saw that there was indeed a delicate star pattern embroidered on it.
Ran Qingxuan placed his hands on his lower abdomen in a protective posture, squatted down, and carefully observed the condition of the mummy.
"There is no external injury... The nails are blue, it may be..."
"Dead from poison."
Gu Yanchen continued, his eyes falling on the brocade bag belt in the corpse's hand.
He Qingqing suddenly covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face: "No way, why would Gaozu...why would..."
"Qingqing." Ran Qingxuan gently stroked the girl's trembling back and comforted her softly.
"Think about it carefully. The gate of the imperial mausoleum requires royal blood to open. If you didn't come in while you were still alive..."
The blood after death is not fresh, which is completely different from what is recorded in the parchment scroll, so there is only one explanation...
Gu Yanchen suddenly knocked on the armrest of the dragon throne with his scabbard. As a hollow sound rang out, a small secret compartment appeared behind the chair, with a dozen small celadon bottles neatly stacked inside.
"Dove wine." He picked up one, sniffed it, and immediately moved it away.
"It seems that he knows that his end is near, so he..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Yanchen stretched out his hands and pried open the mummy's tightly clenched hands. The brocade bag fell to the ground, and a small round jade bead rolled out, stained with dark brown blood.
Ran Qingxuan looked at the jade pendant that fell from Great Ancestor Lan Yu's hand and suddenly frowned.
"Why does this thing look so familiar..."
While the other two were curious, Ran Qingxuan suddenly remembered the jade pendant that He Zishi had given her.
When she took out the family jade pendant that He Zishi gave her from the space, she was suddenly shocked.
Slowly inserting the jade beads into the groove in the middle of the jade pendant, the three of them took a deep breath at the same time.
"According to the records of Blue Rain Country, this thing seems to be the jade pendant that Blue Rain can use to dispatch soldiers..."
Ran Qingxuan suddenly understood. She looked around the golden tomb...
But after looking at it carefully, it is not a mausoleum at all, but clearly the final palace prepared by the emperor for himself.
"He fled here..." Ran Qingxuan said softly, "not because he was afraid of death, but to protect these."
Gu Yanchen knelt on one knee in silence and tidied up the messy dragon robe for the mummy.
When he touched the chest of the corpse, he suddenly frowned and took out a yellowed silk book from his lapel.
"It looks like it's written in blood." He unfolded it carefully, and the handwriting on it was as crazy as ghost writing.
[I feel ashamed of my ancestors of the He family. If they read this book, they would know that Yu Jue can make Lan Yu serve as the secret guards of the royal family for generations...]
The words behind were blurred by a large blood stain, but the last line was clearly legible: [Nine million ounces of gold were buried in...]
"Where is it buried?" Ran Qingxuan moved closer with interest, but saw that the blood writing stopped abruptly there.
Gu Yanchen suddenly stood up and walked quickly towards the west wall. She traced a sword mark on the mural with her fingertips: "Look, does it look like an arrow?"
Gu Yanchen followed with a fire starter in hand and discovered that the sword mark was pointing to the tiger-head token on the general's waist in the mural.
He tried to press the raised paint, and the entire wall suddenly slid to both sides, revealing a narrow tunnel that was only wide enough for one person to pass through.
At the end of the tunnel, nine large gilded boxes were neatly arranged. Each box was sealed with four large characters "For Disaster Relief Only" written in cinnabar.
"This is it, this is it..." He Qingqing's voice trembled.
"The last escape route left by Lan Yu's great ancestor to Lan Yu." Ran Qingxuan said softly.
When he opened the smaller box in the middle, he found inside not the expected gold ingots, but neatly arranged land deeds, salt permits and... a stack of yellowed drawings.
Gu Yanchen picked up the top one, his eyes suddenly sharp: "It's the Blue Rain defense map."
"Defense map?"
Ran Qingxuan knew the importance of a defense map to a country. Obtaining the defense map was equivalent to grasping the opponent's defensive weaknesses.
You can even plan attack routes based on the enemy's defense map and predict the enemy's response.
After only unfolding a small part, Ran Qingxuan saw the detailed terrain markings of Blue Rain, the city's defense strongholds, and even the positions of the troops stationed in different locations...
Gu Yanchen was in a very complicated mood. Holding such a thing in hand was equivalent to holding the lifeline of a country.
If he kept it for himself and contributed it to the king of his country, then their Gu family would immediately return to their original position, or even higher...
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