Chapter 40
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"You, for her, let your fifth brother go?" Qin Cheng looked at Su Jingmo with a complicated expression and said these words.
Su Jingmo squinted his eyes, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Tan Cheng, "Yes, but it's not entirely the case..." Su Jingmo looked indifferent, "The Lin family is a big family of Daxu, and the ancestors are even more The founding emperor conquered the country, and Lin Qing is the direct daughter of the Lin family and a talented daughter of Daxu. Regardless of her appearance and family background, she is the best choice for my wife, and marrying her will bring the Lin family into my hands."
Tan Cheng naturally saw the loophole in Su Jingmo's words. That Lin Qing married Su Jingmo for Su Jingmo's sake, naturally he had the same thoughts for Su Jingyan. If Su Jingmo killed Su Jingyan at the beginning , Without such one, wouldn't Lin Qing have no choice but to give up? According to Su Jingmo's status at the time, if he wanted to marry this woman, what else could hinder him?
In the end, Su Jingmo just didn't want to hurt Lin Qing.
"You love her."
It's not a question, but a statement of the facts and the answer is usually given. Tan Cheng looked at Su Jingmo, not missing the momentary trance of Su Jingmo, and this night affirmed what Tan Cheng said.
Su Jingmo was dazed for a while, but shook his head, "Lin Qing is a strange woman, I have also been deeply immersed in her tenderness and talent, she...was my weakness, but sometimes I But I can't tell whether I love her or the family behind her."
For the first time, he confronted Su Jingyan head-on, and said that the reason why Su Jingyan lost was that he lost everything, even Su Jingyan's own heart was lost...
As time went by, when he confronted Su Jingyan again, Su Jingyan gave him similar words to Su Jingmo.
"Brother Huangcheng is because he kept the last tenderness, but that's why he loses... However, Fifth Brother, I feel sorry for Brother Huang. I can only discard it after seeing my heart. Brother Huang is always showing mercy. I'm afraid I haven't been able to see myself until now..."
Qin Cheng stared at Su Jingmo who was talking, without speaking, he could only hide the emotions in his eyes and remind himself that these things had nothing to do with him, Qin Cheng, and who Su Jingmo once loved has nothing to do with him, it has been more than a thousand years. What happened in the past, Lin Qing died early, and Daxu no longer exists. He Tan Cheng only needs to find out before the reincarnation of Su Jingmo...that period...history... ..
Just thinking of this, thinking of Su Jing Mo's reincarnation, Tan Cheng felt like a sting in his throat.
Not wanting to mention this past event, Su Jingmo changed the subject, "I remember you said not long ago that there are no other tombs around my tomb except the burial pit and a queen's mausoleum, right?"
"Yes." Putting his emotions aside, Tan Cheng replied, "It stands to reason that there should be other imperial mausoleums."
"That means, the location where I was buried was not on the outskirts of Zhongdu City?"
"Zhongdu?" Recalling the names of the ancient cities in China, Pingyao in Shanxi was located in Zhongdu County during the Han Dynasty. Could it be that the capital of Daxu was in Pingyao?
Pingyao is located in Pingyao County in the central part of Shanxi Province. It was built in the period of King Xuan of the Western Zhou Dynasty...
Shanxi......
Tan Cheng, who was frowning and thinking, suddenly remembered a few months ago, not long after Jiang Bo's death, the old driver he met in a taxi, and the picture of the wine bottle that the driver showed him. Those who didn't understand would think that The wine bottle came from the Han and Tang Dynasties, and at first glance it must be regarded as a fake. The craftsmanship and painting techniques of the wine bottle are different from any known dynasties. Those who have seen the tombs of Ninghua Village will definitely know that. It was found that the decoration was the same as that of the tomb of Ninghua Village.
The old driver said that his son-in-law bought it from Shanxi. He didn't care at the time, but now it seems that there is really a hidden imperial mausoleum in Shanxi that can prove the existence of Daxu!
Thinking of this, Qin Cheng suddenly got excited and took the map he drew last time.
"Su Jingmo, look, do you think the Zhongdu City you mentioned is here?"
Saying that, Qin Cheng ignored the slight pain in his right hand that had just been attached to the bone, and took a pen to mark the general location of Pingyao on the map, "Is Zhongdu the capital of Daxu? If so, then Daxu's capital is in Shanxi. There, and now,"
As he spoke, Tan Cheng drew the location of Xi'an, "And your tomb is in Xi'an, or did you call it Chang'an at that time?"
Qin Cheng's words also made Su Jingmo restrain his expression, "This location is really where Zhongdu City is located, and it is also where the Daxu Imperial City is located, and the Daxu Imperial Mausoleum is located in the northern part of the Zhongdu City, and the north of Daxu is higher. In the north, overlooking the entire capital from a high place, protect Daxu."
"Then why... Jingmo, you are in Chang'an City, thousands of miles away?"
Su Jingmo's eyes narrowed when he heard the words, and he glanced away from Tan Cheng, who called him Su Jingmo by his last name. He just smiled indifferently and said, "I have to ask my fifth brother who inherits the throne."
"Looks like I'm afraid I have to go to Pingyao, Shanxi..."
"Go to the current Zhongdu City?" Su Jingmo nodded thoughtfully, "I'm afraid there are a lot of things hidden there... It's just that over a thousand years have passed, and Zhongdu City is definitely not what it used to be. Since you didn't know about the existence of Daxu at all, I thought that the Central Capital City might have long since been annihilated. How can you find traces of Daxu's existence?"
Hearing what Su Jingmo said, Qin Cheng thought about it and said, "Last time I met an old driver... um... the driver, his son-in-law got a wine bottle in Shanxi, I Seeing that the decoration is almost the same as the decoration of the wine bottle in your tomb, I guess... I can find it along the line of his son-in-law, but I can't say it... Fortunately, he saved his mobile phone number last time. "
Qin Cheng took care of his own explanation, but he didn't know that Su Jingmo's expression changed, and it took a while before he said, "First level... number?"
Hearing this, Qin Cheng was stunned for a moment, then he burst out laughing, "No, it's not the head..." He took out his mobile phone from his backpack and turned on the screen, "It's this thing. Just know. The number of the other party's machine, it can contact the other party, no matter how far away."
Su Jingmo watched Tan Cheng slide his fingers on the smooth things at will, and the things under his hands changed with the direction of his fingers, "No matter how far it is? Just contact like this?"
"Well, yes." Knowing that things of this era may be too big for Su Jingmo to understand, Qin Cheng simply said: "This thing can transmit a kind of information, explained through a certain medium, to the other party. I can hear your voice."
"Then, isn't this very slow? Not only does it have to run past, it also needs to be explained."
"No, it's not like this. The speed of transmission can be as fast as light."
"Light?" Su Jingmo's smiling brows and eyes were complicatedly tangled, "Is there any speed in light?"
"Yeah..." Qin Cheng looked at Su Jingmo for some reason, and a sadness slowly overflowed in his heart. This man knew nothing about his world, and he was even more incomprehensible. He and Qin Cheng were indeed separated by a thousand years. ....
Qin Cheng has never been embarrassing himself. Some things are unavoidable for a while. After knowing that it is impossible, he will hurriedly withdraw. It has always been like this, and it should be like this now...
Tan Cheng thought so in his heart, but some things were not met before, but they could still follow his heart. After encountering them, his thinking would have long been confused. Even if he was reminded thousands of times in his heart, his actions would have already followed his own desires against his will.
Su Jingmo saw that Qin Cheng's right hand holding the pen was trembling slightly, and he knew that it was caused by the pain that the arm had just been connected to the bone.
"It's getting late, it's time for you to go back. After you go back, go to the hospital and show it to the doctor."
As Su Jingmo waved his hand, the door of the tomb slowly opened, "Leave this pen and paper in the tomb first, come over tomorrow, and I will give you a drawing of the location of the Daxu Emperor's Mausoleum. Times have changed, and the mountains and rivers have not changed too much. , you should be able to find it according to the picture I drew."
Qin Cheng still wanted to say something, but when he saw Su Jingmo's smiling face with the intention of seeing off guests, he endured it.
"Then... see you tomorrow."
Taking a deep breath, Qin Cheng picked up the backpack on the ground, flashed a flashlight, and walked outside the tomb. As usual, as soon as he left the tomb, the white marble carving was slowly closed, and Su Jingmo's alone figure was swept away. The isolation of the tomb gate slowly disappeared in front of his eyes, but this time, Tan Cheng endured and did not watch the man slowly disappear in front of his eyes, but left directly.
Even if his hands were dislocated and the bones were attached, Tan Cheng still had the feeling that the arm was loose and was about to fall down. Thinking about it, it would probably be seven o'clock in the morning after going back. . He might as well go to the hospital to have a look.
Tan Cheng walked out of the ditch and whispered with some self-deprecation, "These few months have really made up for the number of visits to the hospital in the past few years."
Tan Cheng, who has not returned to the ancient tomb, will naturally not know that at the moment when the gate of the cold white marble underground palace was closed, Su Jingmo fell in vain on the pale ground of the tomb, and his figure was looming...
The author has something to say: Actually, there are many, many, Tan Cheng doesn't know, neither does Su Jingmo...
Still a long way to go.....
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