Chapter 80 Going to the Imperial Mausoleum

When Qiao Niannian returned, she went in from outside.

Otherwise, she would have to find an excuse if she didn't eat for a day.

Sure enough, the maids were stunned when they saw their mistress coming back from outside.

"Miss, when did you go out?"

"I went out in the morning. I had lunch and dinner outside."

Maid: ...

They didn't even notice it.

Qiao Niannian ignored the maids' thoughts and went straight into her room.

This kind of thing can only be slowly accustomed to them.

The next day, Qiao Niannian said hello to Mrs. Huo and went out.

Mrs. Huo didn't stop her, but her eyes could not hide her worry.

Qiao Chushan saw it and comforted her.

"My daughter is born different from others. She has her own things to do. We just need to support her from behind. As long as my daughter needs us, we will stand up to protect her."

Mrs. Huo also knew this truth.

But she just couldn't help but worry.

Qiao Niannian didn't know all this.

When she arrived at the door, a carriage was already waiting there. The

ones driving the carriage were the prince's personal guards, An Feng and An Yu, who were responsible for Xia Rongyu's safety.

An Feng was a calm person, with no expression all year round.

An Yu had a lively personality and a vivid expression on his face.

The two people had similar names, but there was no relationship. They were both outstanding people selected from the dark guard team, and their duty was to protect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

An Feng saw Qiao Niannian and took the initiative to greet her: "Miss Qiao, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is waiting for you in the carriage."

Qiao Niannian got on the carriage.

Xia Rongyu reached out and helped her to the soft seat, and pointed to the snacks on the table.

"It's still some time before we get to the imperial mausoleum, so we can have some snacks."

These snacks are delicate and small, with several flavors, and are most suitable for daily snacks.

Outside, An Yu also heard Xia Rongyu's gentle voice, and his eyes widened.

He has been with his master for many years, and his master usually only tolerates the Tenth Princess, but is always distant from others.

There are also several princesses in the royal family. Except for the Tenth Princess who dares to act coquettishly in front of the master, the other princesses want to hide far away from the master and become invisible.

But even when the Tenth Princess begged the master to let the cook make some snacks for her, the master never allowed the Tenth Princess to eat more.

This morning, the master asked the cook to make a few more snacks.

He thought they were for the Tenth Princess, but unexpectedly, they were all for Qiao Niannian.

If Qiao Niannian was not so young, An Yu would have thought that someone had chosen the Crown Princess.

But this was enough to shock him.

An Feng had a blank expression on his face. He never made irresponsible remarks about his master's behavior. He always did whatever his master asked him to do. If his master did not speak, he would be invisible, invisible, inaudible, and talkative.

An Feng hurried the carriage and arrived at the imperial mausoleum very safely.

Outside the imperial mausoleum, the supervisor Wang Xuanzhi was already waiting there.

He looked a little tired.

He had to worry about the incident with the dragon vein, and he also had to investigate the master behind Qin Sang, but both things were not going smoothly.

Especially in this imperial mausoleum, a dark river suddenly appeared inside, which completely cut off the feng shui of the imperial mausoleum.

This was originally a Feng Shui treasure land, and the dragon vein is here, so it is naturally a beautiful place with clear water and green mountains. It is a good place. Even ordinary people here will feel relaxed and happy.

But after the underground river, if the underground river expands a little more, the mausoleum will be flooded by the river. Not only

that, the surrounding spiritual energy has also been reduced a lot due to the influence of the underground river, and the surrounding terrain has also been affected.

The emperor asked him to think of a solution, and his only solution was to fill the underground river with soil.

The emperor felt that this would take too long, and it would be a waste of money and labor.

The construction of this imperial mausoleum is also quite special. Although the place inside is large, it cannot accommodate so many people. In addition, filling an underground river requires a lot of soil, according to the investigation of relevant personnel.

Even if this underground river is filled, it will still burst out after a long time.

The emperor couldn't bear to see the imperial mausoleum being flooded, so he asked Xia Rongyu to come and see if it could be solved.

If there is no very good solution, then the imperial mausoleum can only be moved.

This is the only better solution at present.

When Wang Xuanzhi was alone and melancholy, a hearty female voice rang out.

"Don't worry, Lord Supervisor. I have a way to deal with the matter of the imperial mausoleum."

The supervisor looked up and saw a woman in a white dress, leading a horse from a distance.

Her hair was standing up, she was dressed neatly, and she was wearing black boots on her feet. She walked lightly but not slowly. In a few steps, she came from far to near and arrived in front of Wang Xuanzhi.

"Jingrong, when did you come back?"

Shen Jingrong looked calm and composed, with a confident smile on her lips: "I just came back. My master calculated that there was a problem with the imperial mausoleum, so he asked me to come back to help the supervisor."

Wang Xuanzhi nodded when he heard this: "So the imperial master knows everything?"

Shen Jingrong nodded: "Master observed the stars last night and found the problem."

Shen Jingrong is the only disciple of the imperial master.

Shen Jingrong is an orphan. The imperial master once went out to travel and picked her up.

Later, he raised her by his side.

Seeing that she had some talent for Taoism, he taught her some simple Taoism.

Shen Jingrong also worked hard, and her Taoism became more and more profound. She often helped the imperial master with some simple things. Now she is quite famous in the imperial capital.

She was the junior supervisor of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau, a fourth-rank official of the dynasty. In

the Imperial Astronomical Bureau, apart from Wang Xuanzhi, a second-rank official, Shen Jingrong and Li Yunting were the highest-ranking officials.

In some aspects of her ability to handle affairs, Shen Jingrong could even surpass Li Yunting.

She is only sixteen years old this year, but she has achieved such success. She is a good seedling in the Xuanmen.

Wang Xuanzhi greeted Shen Jingrong, and Li Yunting, who was following behind, spoke.

"Jingrong, it must have been hard along the way!"

Li Yunting looked at Shen Jingrong with tenderness and admiration. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell what Li Yunting thought of Shen Jingrong.

But Shen Jingrong just smiled calmly: "Thank you, Senior Brother Li, for your concern. Jingrong doesn't feel hard."

This made Li Yunting a little unable to continue.

Wei Qingning on the side had a little dissatisfaction on her lips.

She muttered softly.

"What's so great about it."

Li Yunting on the side looked embarrassed, but Xu Wenyan behind him pulled Wei Qingning's sleeve and asked her not to speak again.

Otherwise, it would be the senior brother who would be embarrassed.

Li Yunting, Wei Qingning, and Xu Wenyan are all Wang Xuanzhi's disciples.

Shen Jingrong is the disciple of the national teacher.

Everyone is in the Sitianjian, but Shen Jingrong likes to be alone and does everything by herself.

Li Yunting saw her injured in the mission several times and took the initiative to help.

But after Shen Jingrong recovered, she still looked unfamiliar to us.

Wei Qingning didn't like this about her.

Shen Jingrong didn't care about Wei Qingning's thoughts at all.

She just came from the palace, and heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would also enter the imperial mausoleum together, so she hurriedly rode over.

Thinking of meeting His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in a while, Shen Jingrong couldn't help but loosen the reins of the white horse and quietly straightened her outer robe.

The white horse, with its reins loosened, still stood aside, motionless.

Just as the atmosphere became increasingly strange.

Shen Jingrong glanced into the distance and chuckled.

"The Crown Prince is here."