Chapter 382 The Ancestor is Boiling
The Su family was burned by heavenly fire, and the incident caused a sensation in Nandu.
Some people thought of the pile of bones under the Su family's ancestral temple, and rumors began to spread in the city of Nandu.
"The Su family must have committed many evil deeds, so God would punish them!"
"I heard that the ground was covered with bones. I don't know how many people died..."
"It is said that the oldest corpse is less than twelve years old..."
"Oh, children often go missing in the South. Could it be the Su family who did it? But the Su family claims to be the incarnation of gods, so they should be compassionate. How could they do such a thing?"
Rumors spread throughout the city of Nandu.
The people who had lost their children gathered together and decided to write a petition in blood.
We demand that His Majesty the Southern Kingdom conduct a thorough investigation into this matter and give the people justice!
They knelt on the street and kowtowed to beg passers-by to sign. In just two days, the blood letter written by tens of thousands of people was sent to the palace.
Inside Chang'an Palace.
The old emperor had gray hair at the temples and was seriously wounded in many places, all of which were bandaged. The room was lit with incense, and it felt quite dull...
"Father, get up and take your medicine." Nan Fengyu knelt in front of the couch. Nan Mubai helped the old emperor up and leaned him on his shoulder.
Nan Fengyu blew a spoonful of liquid into it until it was warm and fed it into the old emperor's mouth.
Nan Fengyu handled government affairs during the day and took care of the old emperor at night, never asking anyone else to do it for her.
The emperor's eyes were filled with satisfaction with her, almost overflowing with satisfaction.
"Thank you for your hard work, Feng'er, cough cough cough..." The old emperor coughed dryly and Nan Mubai patted him on the back.
A trace of blood was coughed out from the white handkerchief.
All of this shows that the old emperor will not live long.
Nan Fengyu's eyes were bloodshot, and she looked exhausted: "Father, we are a family, so we don't need to be polite. When father lost his memory and fell into the water, he almost died. I regretted not sharing his worries. Now, I must be filial to my father."
"As long as my father is alive, Fengyu will have someone to support her, and she will still have a father." Nan Fengyu fed the medicine with red eyes, looking quite sincere.
The old emperor raised his hand with difficulty and patted the back of her hand.
"She...did they enter the palace?"
Nan Fengyu paused slightly.
She stammered, "They came, but I couldn't bear to see them disturb my father's rest, so I sent them back."
Nan Mubai was so angry behind him: "You are still hiding it for them!!"
"Grandfather, Mu Bai is not worthy of you."
"On the day you had the accident, Madam Ning went into the palace for half a day and never came back. Aunt Yun and Lu Chaochao also never came..."
The old emperor remained silent, just closed his eyes and said nothing.
"Forget it. After all, I'm not here to raise him."
Like a sigh.
"What's going on with the Su family's skyfire? Has the old master entered the palace?" The old emperor only asked this one question and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"My grandfather is waiting outside the palace. I heard that...Princess Zhaoyang was in the ancestral hall when the skyfire came. I don't know what she did to offend the ancestors of the Su family."
"You know, the ancestors of the Su family were loved by the people and even worked for the Dark God. Maybe she offended the ancestors and brought trouble to the Su family."
"Father, please take a rest. Your daughter is everything. If you take good care of yourself, it will be a blessing for the Southern Country." Nan Fengyu sighed, full of admiration for her father.
The old emperor nodded and said no more.
Seeing that the old emperor was tired, Nan Fengyu tucked in the quilt and helped him lie down.
Outer hall.
Countless memorials were placed on the table, waiting for her to review.
Nan Mubai glanced at the inner hall and saw that the old emperor was soundly asleep, so he said, "Mother, you should take a rest. You haven't closed your eyes for two days, please take care of yourself..."
Nan Fengyu sat on the dragon chair with a pen in his hand, his eyes full of ambition.
She has been waiting for this moment for decades! !
How can I be tired?
This is the position she has been longing for day and night.
"It's okay, bring up today's memorial." Nan Fengyu had a slight smile on his face.
Outside the door, the eunuch presented a memorial and a letter written in blood.
"What is this?" Nan Fengyu frowned when she smelled the strong smell of blood.
The eunuch lowered his head and replied, "It was a petition signed in blood by the people."
"Hmm? Is there any injustice?" Nan Mubai handed the blood letter to the princess.
The eldest princess picked up the blood letter, but her brows were deeply furrowed.
"It's the Su family skyfire incident. I heard that there are countless children's skeletons under the Su family's ancestral temple. The people have launched a blood petition, asking for a thorough investigation of the matter." The eunuch reported softly.
Nan Fengyu just glanced at it and threw it at his feet casually.
"It's bad luck. Burn it."
"Grandpa is old, let him go back home. Then tell him that the sky fire was caused by Princess Zhaoyang angering the ancestors of the Su family."
"As for the skeleton... who can prove that it is human? I said it is the bones of an animal, so it must be the bones of an animal!"
The eunuch was breathing heavily, but he suppressed his fear and had to go out to reply.
"The Black Turtle Ancestor died for no reason, and his soul tablet was broken. My great-grandfather wanted to borrow the National Master's Mirror of All Things to spy on what happened before the ancestor's death..." Nan Mubai looked at the blood-written letters of tens of thousands of people on the ground with a dull look in his eyes.
Nan Fengyu nodded: "The Imperial Master is at the altar, go find him."
It was not until night that Nan Mubai borrowed the Mirror of All Things.
At this moment, Lu Chaochao was lying on the bed, stroking her belly, which was round from all the food she had eaten.
"Get up and digest the food." The young man stood in front of the bed and looked at her.
Lu Chaochao said lazily, "I'm full and don't want to move."
“I feel tired, thirsty, hungry, sleepy, in a good mood or a bad mood. It doesn’t matter if it’s windy, rainy or sunny. I don’t want to move…”
The tall young man was grinning with anger.
I squatted in front of the bed resignedly and rubbed her belly.
Suddenly...
Lu Chaochao sat up and put his index finger to his lips: "Shh..."
"Did you hear any crying?" Lu Chaochao jumped off the bed wearing her middle shirt, and the boy picked up her shoes and outer shirt and helped her put them on.
"There's crying!" she said firmly.
The souls of Taoyuan Village have been collected in the space for nurturing. They have been suppressed here for many years and their souls are about to be scattered.
When Lu Chaochao opened the door, Xie Yuzhou popped his head out and followed her on tiptoe.
"The Su family's disciples seem to be secretly looking in the mirror..."
Xie Yuzhou pointed to the main courtyard.
There was no one guarding outside the main courtyard, but there was a ban!
But who is Lu Chaochao? The restrictions had no effect on her, she was like a free woman in an empty space! He swaggered into the main courtyard with Xie Yuzhou and the young man.
The Su family members stood in the house with serious expressions.
Everyone was solemn and suppressed their inner anger.
There was a stone mirror placed in front of him, and the edges of the mirror were covered with ancient and mysterious patterns. Lu Chaochao felt that it looked somewhat familiar.
"Open the mirror of everything!"
The old man of the Su family took out a drop of blood from his heart and opened the mirror of all things.
After reporting the ancestor's date of birth, a white mist appeared in the stone mirror.
The white mist dissipated...
I could vaguely see a pair of slender, white hands with distinct joints...but his face seemed to be covered with a veil and I couldn't see it clearly.
In his hand he held a huge old turtle, with its back covered with patterns, which looked quite spiritual.
But at this moment, the old turtle's eyebrows and eyes were closed, and he looked lifeless.
Everyone in the Su family stood up suddenly.
Everyone's face was filled with a cold expression: "He, what is he doing??! What is he doing to the ancestor!!"
Everything in the mirror.
The old turtle was cleaned and chopped up, and put into hot oil, making a sizzling sound, and fresh and delicious wild mushrooms were poured in, and the hot steam rose...
The soup turned milky white.
I can still seem to smell the fragrance coming towards me.
Their ancestor is boiling in the pot!
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