concubine on top

Chapter 27

A group of people walked deeper and deeper, and officially entered the ear chamber from the tomb passage.

The air in the ear room was dull and humid, and the flames of the pine torches were affected, and they were not burning as vigorously as before.

"Wait a moment."

The little emperor asked the guards to light a wall lamp, and took a closer look. The wall surface was deep and shallow, and from top to bottom, there were traces of wet traces.

From this point of view, water seepage in the underground palace is inevitable, but now the mausoleum guard is also in the underground palace, criticizing eagerly, it is better to find out the situation first, the emperor's brother is more important.

So the little emperor said with a sullen face: "Keep going, hurry up."

When everyone walked through the ear room, the road in front of them was brighter, because a one-foot-long coral lantern was set up in the alcoves on both sides of the tomb passage, and while the lantern illuminated the road, it also illuminated a puddle of water in the corner.

The little emperor squatted on the ground and looked carefully at the source of the water. When he got up, he grabbed a coral branch and borrowed his strength. Finally, he stood still. He suddenly shouted: "This is not coral! This is... what the hell is it? His hands are all stained red!"

Shen Yanchuan stood beside him all the time. Hearing this, he stretched out his finger to touch the coral, and then put it in front of his nose to smell it: "It's a cow bone, and the pigment used for dyeing it is very bad. It seems that someone repaired the tomb to enter the coral. The underground palace, but it's actually stealing the beam and changing the pillar behind the scenes."

The mausoleum guardian was so frightened that he quickly argued: "I don't know! I'm timid. I dare not touch the things in the tomb. I'm old and my eyesight is not good. Every time I just check whether the things in the underground palace are there... ...I deserve to die, but please spare my life, Your Majesty, I will definitely make up for my mistakes and find out the culprit..."

"Shut up!" The little emperor got annoyed and rubbed the paint on Shen Yanchuan's black clothes twice, "Lead the way!"

The mausoleum guard had no choice but to shut up obediently and move on.

A group of people followed him through a long and lengthy tomb passage, the torchlight gradually became weaker, seeing that it was getting darker and darker, and the footsteps in front were getting slower and slower, Shen Yanchuan said: "Stop."

The little emperor opened his big eyes in the dark orange flame, and asked in confusion, "What did you find?"

"Your Majesty, please prick up your ears and listen carefully." After Shen Yanchuan finished speaking, he raised his arms high and made a throwing motion. He didn't know what he threw out. Immediately afterwards, everyone heard a loud "gudong" sound from a distance.

The sound was like a child throwing stones into a stream.

After the sound, Shen Yanchuan continued: "Although there is no blueprint, but judging from the direction we are going, you should take us to the side room, sir? I wonder if the situation in the main room is worse than here?"

There was no need to move forward, the two guards heard the words and went back the same way, dragged the mausoleum guard minister out and pressed him to the ground.

"What else do you have to say?" The little emperor was trembling with anger, "You say you are old and incompetent, and if you don't check your items, it's nothing more than being stolen. The water in the underground palace is so deep, what do you say? , What about the channel? Is it useless, or is it not repaired at all?"

"No, Your Majesty, you heard from me that it's not that I didn't deal with the water, but that the Feng Shui master came back to test it, and said that the water in the tomb is a special Fengshui point called 'oil-immersed gold', which accumulates over time. , the holy bone of the prince will turn golden yellow, it is the mausoleum for the descendants of Dafa!"

"Fuck the oil soaked in gold!" The little emperor kicked the opponent's shoulder, "Brother Huang didn't have any sons and half daughters during his lifetime, so where are the grandchildren!"

The minister guarding the mausoleum was swayed by him, but he said: "Your Majesty, there is something inside this, I dare not say it!"

The little emperor's face changed color: "What did you say?"

"Your Majesty, don't believe in slander, he is trying to shirk responsibility." Shen Yanchuan turned to one side, occupying most of the little emperor's line of sight, "Do you know what the minister just threw?"

The little emperor's chest rose and fell, he looked into his eyes, forced himself to calm down and said, "What is it?"

"It's the bricks and stones that make up the wall of the tomb passage." Shen Yanchuan explained, "When the tomb passage was built, it was known that it would be repaired many times in the future, so it was impossible not to install lighting. I touched all the way and found that there were many broken bricks on the wall. Therefore, I ventured to guess that many night pearls should have been inlaid on the wall before, but..."

He stepped back, looked at the mausoleum guard kneeling on the ground, and said slowly and word by word: "Someone took them out one by one."

In a few words, the matter has been clarified—the coral has been replaced, and you may not know it if you don’t get close;

The little emperor immediately became furious, pointing at the mausoleum guard who was already in a cold sweat begging for mercy: "Smash his mouth!"

The mausoleum guard has been pampered and pampered for a long time, and his wrinkled skin is considered delicate. After two or three slaps, two embossed handprints appeared on his face.He hey hey, he shouted, or begging for a few times, but no one cared about him again: the little emperor was anxious to send someone to deal with the presence of water. Shen Yanchuan naturally guarded all the way. Follow behind Shen Yanchuan and the emperor, and drag him to the outside of the underground palace.

The emperor intends to deal with it? "Shen Yanchuan followed the little emperor and asked in a low voice.

"Let's deal with the emperor's coffin first..." The little emperor walked in a hurry, puffing out his nostrils, "They... those who guard the tomb, those who repaired it, and those who supervised it, are all dismissed and sent to the Ministry of Punishment for investigation."

Shen Yanchuan listened, walked away and said: "The emperor said very well, but these are the standard answers given by the lecturer in the class, but they are not suitable for the current situation."

The little emperor was very preoccupied. Everything he saw in the underground palace just now made him feel that something had collapsed in his head, and he couldn't figure out what was rumbling. Now that he heard something in the other party's words, he said absent-mindedly: "Stop talking, follow your instructions. Do whatever you want, a fine that should be fined, and an exile that should be exiled!"

Shen Yanchuan remained silent, wrapped his arms around his waist, and led him out of the underground palace.

The breath in the tomb was really stuffy. After the little emperor came up, he saw that it was already dark outside, and some people came around the cave. The expressions of the torch holders in the front row were cautious and tense, and they seemed to be ready for battle.

The little emperor had seen this scene many times, but he didn't care about it, he just took a deep breath, and at the same time accepted Shen Yanchuan to dust off the dust on his body.

After he was clean, the mausoleum guard was taken out by the guards and thrown on the ground like rubbish.

Shen Yanchuan looked at this pile of fat garbage, pulled out his sword, and handed it to the little emperor with the tip facing down: "Okay, Your Majesty, it's time for you to deal with it."

His voice was very soft, but it was extremely clear, so clear that the little emperor would never hear it wrong.

"--kill him."