Wind rises time and space gate

Chapter 375 Go to the Imperial Tomb again
The sound of horse hooves echoed on the official road in the suburbs of Beijing.

Zhao Guangyuan was half leaning against the inner wall of the carriage, with one arm around Lin Zhaoxia's waist and looking at her with a smile. Lin Zhaoxia lifted the car curtain with one hand and looked out the car window to see the scenery outside.

"This official system is well cultivated."

It is straight and wide. Its width is comparable to that of a modern four-lane highway. It is paved with wide stone slabs and is extremely smooth. Not even a small hole can be seen. The carriage does not have any shock-absorbing device, so it travels very steadily.

There are pines, cypresses and various trees planted on both sides of the official road. There are road construction stone monuments every other section, a pavilion every ten miles, and a post station every thirty miles. Occasionally, you can see teahouses set up by the villagers, selling tea, snacks, and supplies. Some fodder for horses and donkeys. Very considerate for travelers.

Zhao Guangyuan looked out along the opened curtain of the car, "The official road from the capital to the imperial mausoleum is wide and wide, firstly for funerals and visits, and secondly to facilitate large armies entering the capital to escort Gong Wei. It is ten feet wide. More than 100 feet wide." Most official roads are less than one foot."

"Ten feet? Is it wider than a two-way four-lane highway?" The width of a two-way four-lane highway is about twenty-four meters. This official road is ten feet?
Zhao Guangyuan did some calculations in his mind and shook his head, "The height of Daqi is about two and a half meters. The system of Yanqin."

Lin Zhaoxia nodded and turned her gaze to Guandao, watching it with gusto.

After a while, I heard the sound of carriages and horses pressing on the road. I looked up and saw a convoy in front of me. There were escort flags in front of it to clear the way. Several escort-shaped men were riding on tall horses with serious expressions on their faces. One of the leaders was missing one. Only one eye is covered with a piece of black cloth, looking at it can make the child stop crying. Behind these people was a convoy of goods, so vast that it was impossible to see the end of it when looking out of the car window.

"Is this a caravan or an escort?"

Zhao Guangyuan came close to the car window and saw the markings on the motorcade. His eyes lit up. "Do you know him?" Lin Zhaoxia asked him.

Zhao Guangyuan then said in her ear, "What, is this your goods? What kind of goods?"

Zhao Guangyuan glanced at the palace guards guarding both sides of the carriage and shook his head gently at her. Lin Zhaoxia stopped asking. He stared at them for a while, and then lowered the curtains until the motorcade came closer and raised ashes.

Before the car curtain fell, Zhao Guangyuan's eyes met the one-eyed leader of the motorcade. When the other person saw him, his eyes widened and he was about to open his mouth. When he saw Zhao Guangyuan shaking his head at him, his mouth quickly closed again.

The two distanced themselves in an instant.

After lowering the curtain, Lin Zhaoxia lay on top of Zhao Guangyuan and leaned into his ear, "Your goods? What goods?" She was curious in her heart. I don’t know what kind of goods are so valuable, but I also hired an escort to escort them, and the escort looked at them a lot.

"Did you see the words on the escort flag?"

Character? "Is it the moon?" What does it mean?
Zhao Guangyuan looked at her and smiled without saying a word. "Ah, Yue!" Lin Zhaoxia reacted quickly, occupied countless small islands along the southeast coast, became the feared owner of Yue Island, and even opened a bodyguard agency?

Seeing that she had thought about it, Zhao Guangyuan smiled and nodded, "I am a poor husband, why don't I open more secluded industries? Moreover, those retired veterans and remnants have come to seek refuge, so we can't keep them in vain. They are not tolerated by the army, and because of their He is disabled, and when he returns to his hometown, he is looked down upon by his family and neighbors, and it is difficult to find a job."

"So you opened an escort agency?"

Zhao Guangyuan nodded, "One is to find a job for them to be self-reliant, and the other is to find a reason to send some soldiers to various security bureaus in an open and honest manner to collect reports from various places."

Lin Zhaoxia looked at him and saw that he had planned a lot and had spent a lot of effort. He couldn't help feeling a little distressed, but he didn't want to show it. He asked him in a relaxed tone: "Then what are they pretending to be? They look like they are coming from far away." escorted here."

Zhao Guangyuan did not miss the distress in her eyes. He placed his big palm on her eyes and quickly let go.

He held her in his arms and whispered to her: "If I read correctly, some wine and condiments must have been transported here. From Qingzhou."

Because the restaurant was about to open, Zhao Guangyuan sent a letter to Qingzhou and asked them to transport some drinks, seasonings and other supplies to Beijing. In addition to building glass workshops in Qingzhou, Zhao Guangyuan also secretly ordered people to acquire several wine and sauce workshops, and sent some of the secret sauce recipes he got from Lin Zhaoxia there for production.

"There is a Jiang clan living there in Qingzhou. They are trustworthy and can be used. Part of the industry is handed over to them."

Lin Zhaoxia nodded, "Is Qingzhou far away?"

"It's not that far. If a convoy like this arrives in Beijing slowly, half a month will be enough."

Zhao Guangyuan did not expect to see his own convoy transporting goods on the road when he set out for the imperial mausoleum early in the morning. After explaining to Lin Zhaoxia, he summoned Fang Er and gave a few instructions in a low voice. Fang Er then hit the horse and ran back.

It wasn't until he was separated from the convoy by a long distance that Fang Er rode back and reported to Zhao Guangyuan.

"Your Majesty, it is indeed our goods, half wine and half sauce. Guan Zhong personally escorted the shipment. This is the first batch. This is Guan Zhong's letter to Your Majesty." He handed over the letter in his hand.

Zhao Guangyuan opened it and saw that it was written in a hurry. He must have not expected to see him on the road, so he told Fang Er some words and wrote the rest in the letter.

Zhao Guangyuan read the letter and put it away. "I didn't expect to miss him. I wanted to meet him in Beijing and ask about the situation of the Qingzhou Escort Bureau."

"Guan Zhong said that he would wait for the prince to come back in Beijing."

Zhao Guangyuan hummed, asked him a few more questions, and then waved him away.

Lin Zhaoxia looked outside and saw that the guards were a certain distance away from the carriage, "Can't you trust those guards?"

"No. The guards dare not fail to fulfill their duties, but it is difficult to decide whether they are loyal or not. Half of these Beijing guards come from the children of noble families. Their relationships are complicated. For the benefit of the family, they sometimes have to do something against their will. Things."

You may not dare to make big mistakes, but you may often do things like delivering some news to interested people.

Normally, Zhao Guangyuan would only leave some secret matters to his private soldiers. These selected guards would usually only be responsible for his travel safety.

In the afternoon of the next day, a group of people from Prince Yue's Mansion arrived at the Imperial Tomb Palace.

Lin Zhaoxia's soul traveled through it once at night, but it was at night and he could not see the main hall clearly, let alone the surrounding scenery. Now that I entered the imperial mausoleum, I looked around curiously.

The imperial tombs of the Ming and Qing Dynasties are the best preserved in modern times. Due to wars and natural and man-made disasters, not many of the above-ground buildings remain, and many of them were rebuilt later. This is the first time I have seen such a real imperial tomb. The buildings on the ground overlap one another and are magnificent.

The palace is also like a mini palace.

"Almost every emperor of Da Qi would come to visit the imperial mausoleum, and then choose the address of his own shrine, so he would stay in the palace." So he made it more grand, "I will show you around tomorrow."

Lin Zhaoxia nodded. In fact, he had no other thoughts at this time. He just wanted to see if he could go back. She had left Changzai alone for several days, and she didn’t know what happened to Changzai. Zhao Guangyuan also knew that she was impatient, so after settling down, he led her to guard the main hall.

From daytime until dark, lamps and candles were lit everywhere in the hall. The two of them finished their dinner in the hall, but they didn't notice any strange fluctuations in the air around them.

Lin Zhaoxia was anxious, "You won't be able to go back, right?" What about Changzhi?
"Don't worry, wait a moment." Every time he went to Xia'er, he would go through the imperial mausoleum. At first it was in the evening, but then he went more frequently, and the time was uncertain. Sometimes during the day, sometimes at night.

The two of them continued to wait, half an hour and an hour... until it was almost time. Lin Zhaoxia was anxious, tired and sleepy. No matter how easy it was to walk on the official road, she was still very tired sitting in the carriage, but she still tried her best to hold on.

Zhao Guangyuan kept comforting him, and he was also anxious.

He didn't know what Xia'er's situation was. If Xia'er didn't come from here, so he couldn't go back, then what about him? He was in the imperial mausoleum every time he came and went, and he couldn't go there either?
In the past few years, he thought he had thoroughly studied this space-time gate, but now, he was confused again. What opportunity was needed for this?
And why did Xia'er come here that day? Still appeared in the abandoned palace of the palace.

Seeing that Lin Zhaoxia was crying anxiously, she hurriedly pressed the person on her chest, "Don't worry, I will go back and there will be a way."

"It's grown up, I think it's grown up. I don't know what's going on with it, am I afraid..."

"I also want to grow up. But he is a big child, and he will take care of himself." Although he said soothing words, he was not sure in his heart. Before he was away, Xia'er stayed with Changzhi. Changzhi lived the same life as a modern child and adapted well.

But now Xia'er is not here either. He is not a native modern person after all. I left my parents again, and Xia Zhi just turned nine this year. No matter how sensible you are, you are still a child.

On the other side, Changzhi was sitting at the desk doing homework. His fingers were moving mechanically on the notebook. He probably didn't even know what he was writing.

He raised his head and looked at the family photo in the photo frame on the desk. In it, his father and mother were looking at him with smiles on their faces, until their mouths became deflated and tears almost fell from their eyes.

He missed his father and his mother.

What if my mother can't come back? He didn't want to stay here alone. He wants to stay with his parents.

Lu Shanchang, who was sitting aside and watching him doing his homework, saw him looking at the photo frame in a daze and remained silent. It wasn't until he saw him secretly wiping away his tears that he sighed secretly and touched his head with his big hand: "Do you miss your parents?"

He nodded his head, put down his pen and leaned on the desk, silently crying.

Seeing him crying silently and shrugging his little shoulders, Lu Changshan felt uncomfortable. The words of comfort have been spoken many times, but although the child has listened, he still misses his father and mother when he should, and cannot help crying when he should.

I remembered that every time my mother left him to go to work, my son would cry so loudly that his face would be smeared with tears and runny nose. Then I looked at Changzhi, whose father and mother were not around at the same time, and sighed again. In this world, , which child doesn’t want his parents?

"Don't cry. I'm afraid your parents are very anxious over there. Your father will find a way. Don't cry."

After a while, Zhang Zhi wiped his tears and asked what he had asked countless times, "What if dad can't do anything? What if mom doesn't find dad? Mom doesn't have dad to lead her. I don't know where she will end up. What if?" Isn’t the place she arrived in my father’s era?”

...What can Lu Shanchang say? He was also confused. That's how he responded.

If the younger siblings can't come back, it would be better to stay with their cousin. If this happened in other times and the two of them were not together, this would really kill people.

After a night passed, Lin Zhaoxia couldn't stand it anymore and cried herself to sleep in Zhao Guangyuan's arms. Zhao Guangyuan stayed up all night, feeling pain in his heart when he looked at her frowning in his arms.

If the couple can't go back to that fairy-like era, will they not be able to see their biological son?
Four years ago, he thought he had been killed and his heirs had been exterminated, and he had no hope for life, but then it happened. He was so happy that he wished he could hold him in the palm of his hand and carry him with him to pamper him all the time. But now I can't see him growing up anymore.

Was he destined to have no children?
No, no, no, God cannot do this to him.

There must be a way. Fighting back his sleepiness, he stayed up all night. Until the palace attendants came to light the candles in the main hall and the sunlight from outside filtered in, he still didn't feel anything strange around him.

Why can't he go there too?

Lin Zhaoxia woke up after a long sleep and saw him sitting next to her, leaning on the bedside, with a tired and distressed look on his face, "You didn't sleep?" His voice was hoarse.

Zhao Guangyuan hurriedly asked someone to bring her warm water, fed her a cup of water with his own hands, and comforted her softly: "Don't be anxious, we just came. Wait and see, we will find a solution."

"What if I can't go back even to the imperial mausoleum?"

"Then I will take you into the palace, and take you to the Abandoned Palace under any name. You came from there. Let's go to the Abandoned Palace and try again."

"There won't be any palace banquets recently, and we can't stay in the palace. We have to leave the palace before the palace door closes at sunset." She came at night, so why should she find any reason to stay in the abandoned palace at night? What reasons are used to prevaricate others?
Zhao Guangyuan was also anxious, but he couldn't vent her anger. He just said that he was not in a hurry. He had been in the imperial mausoleum for the past few days, so maybe it would be done.

Lin Zhaoxia had no choice but to hold him down for a while to make up for his sleep. When he woke up, the two of them brought the sacrifices to pay homage to the late empress. They asked for an order to leave the capital, and the reason they were looking for was to come to the imperial mausoleum to pay homage to the late empress, and they wanted to do a good job.

After the empress left first, the spirit was first placed in the Ancestral Temple, and then moved to the imperial mausoleum. Until now, Emperor Zheng's palace has not been completely built, but because the late empress passed away, the underground palace was built first and the former empress was sent in. The underground palace has not been sealed, and it will have to wait until Emperor Zheng is promoted to immortal and sent in. The underground palace will be closed.

Without a will, no one can enter. This is also Zhao Guangyuan's first time to visit his mother's underground palace.

The corridors of the underground palace are long, narrow and deep, and the cold air rushes directly to the body, and white smoke comes out of the breath. There were echoes of his words, and the tapping of footsteps, no matter how gentle, was like a knock on his ears. The sound was extremely clear and scary.

Lin Zhaoxia held Zhao Guangyuan's hand tightly and did not dare to let go for a moment, her palms were sweaty.

"Don't be afraid. The Queen Mother will protect us." The Queen Mother will not harm anyone or scare them.

Lin Zhaoxia nodded mechanically, not daring to answer or look around. She stared at the long corridor floor tiles and followed Zhao Guangyuan as she moved forward.

He didn't know how long he had been walking, but when he felt it was getting colder and colder, Zhao Guangyuan stopped.

Lin Zhaoxia looked up and found that she had arrived at the main hall of the underground palace. On the tall stone platform in front of her, there was a huge coffin parked on the left side. Before she could take a closer look, Zhao Guangyuan had already rushed forward with choked sobs, "Mother... …”

(End of this chapter)