After a long silence, King Xian choked up in a hoarse voice and said:

"Gao Qing ......"

"The minister is here."

"Immediately order someone to go to Lucheng, and ask Xue Chong and his son, Xue Cheng and his son, and the Yanlu families from all over the country to come to Qiling and send Luhou on his last journey!"

"No......"

When the words fell, King Xian sat beside Luhou, took Xue Teng's old hand, and said sadly:

"Uncle, you can go with confidence, Xianguo will definitely be rich and strong again......"

After finishing speaking, two lines of tears flowed down their eyes, and King Xian looked at Bailiyan and said:

"Yongxing Hou, come with the widow ......"

"No......"

Leaving the bedroom of the Marquis of Lu, there was no one with the King of Xian, and the King of Xian said sadly:

"Yongxing Hou, the widow knows that Aiqing has extraordinary talents, can he make a good coffin for the widow for the Lu Hou, so that the Lu Hou will always be incorruptible?"

"King Qiqi, it's too late to build a coffin now, although the weather is cold, but two days after death, the body will begin to decompose, and it may be difficult to prepare it in a hurry. However, when the queen mother was critically ill, the coffin room was not used, and there is still an inner house, if the king does not mind, he can first put the marquis into a ready-made good coffin, and then bury it into the coffin, fill it with hydrated lime and paraffin, and then bury it in deep soil, and then cover it with lime, sand, and gypsum to seal it, so that the body does not rot. ”

"Alright then, everything will be done according to Aiqing's will. In addition, ......" King Xian said in a deep voice, a trace of despair flashed in his eyes: "In addition, the widow is also fifty and two this year, before the decline of the national strength, the widow has not repaired the mausoleum, and now the time is not for me, the matter of the mausoleum will be handed over to Aiqing to the side, and a feng shui treasure must be chosen for the widow." ”

Bai Liyan was shocked when he heard the news, and then thought that excavating the royal tomb would cost a lot of money, and he said:

"The king is in good health, don't die easily!"

"Alas...... The widow has made up his mind, Yongxing Hou doesn't need to persuade him anymore, hurry up and prepare for the future generations of Lu Hou......"

"Minister... Obey ......"

In the afternoon of the same day, the Marquis of Lu was exhausted, and King Xian set up a mourning hall in the temple in the palace to enjoy the state funeral treatment. Xihuan heard the news and asked Ji Jinsheng:

"General Ji, the death of Marquis Lu, can the Jin Kingdom be profitable?"

"Princess Qiyu, Luhou is the head of the salt lord, the salt lord is attached to the salt lord, and the marquis is attached to the king of salt, the three are dependent on each other, passed down from generation to generation, so as soon as the marquis dies, the power of the salt lord has loosened, which is an opportunity for the prince.

At present, the king of Xian has not entrusted the power of the salt lord to the prince, this time the marquis of Lu is newly dead, if the prince and the princess can have the best, they can take advantage of this time to form a good salt lord, and they may be used by the Jin State in the future. ”

"Then how can you make a good salt lord in the name of the Jin Kingdom?"

"The eldest son of the princess, Gongzi Tuo, is ten years old this year, this time you can let Gongzi Tuo guard the spirit, in order to show the orthodoxy of King Xian's bloodline, and at the same time, the Marquis of Lu will be funeral, and the prince will help the spirit, so that the salt lord can clearly know that this is the meaning of King Xian, in order to show the prince's unshakable status."

"Will Baili Yan and Gao Xun get in the way!"

"Categorically not, this is the Jiang family's family matter, the prince supports the spirit, the name is justified, Bailiyan and Gao Xun unreasonably interfere in the family affairs of King Xian."

"Okay, you immediately ask Gu Chen to contact and prepare, be sure to be thorough, and don't let the salt lord underestimate my mother and son."

"Yes! In addition, there is one more thing that His Highness should prepare in advance. ”

"What?"

Ji Jinsheng looked around, signaled to step back left and right, and leaned closer to Xihuan and whispered:

"The kings of the past dynasties lived only half of the fifty people, less than twenty percent of those over fifty, and very few people lived over fifty-five years old, and the Xian King was fifty and two this year, in the opinion of his subordinates, most of the Xian kings could not escape the number of fate, and Baili Yan went to Si Tianjian before, and the subordinates guessed that it must be the Xian King to dig the mausoleum."

Xihuan was surprised:

"Dig the mausoleum! Shouldn't it be the beginning of King Xian's ascension to the throne that should have started construction, and King Xian has not dug a mausoleum so far? ”

"It was originally going to be dug, when Gongsun Yue began to choose the land, he suffered a great drought in the Central Plains, and then I attacked the Jin Kingdom, and the national strength of the Xian State has been slumped since then, and then the Black Turban Rebellion and the Southern Expedition, more than 20 years have passed, and the King of Xian has no time at all, and he is not able to build a large number of buildings. Now that King Xian is more than half a hundred years old, the national strength has been restored, and it is imperative to excavate the mausoleum. If he dies suddenly, King Xian will face the embarrassment of being buried without a cave! ”

"What is the benefit of my Jin Kingdom?"

"Princess, back then, our king took the opportunity of the death of the first king to demote Chen Fangshi to guard the spirit, and Prime Minister Fan Cheng was able to ascend to the throne. If King Xian dies within a few years, and the mausoleum is not completed, it is logical to demote Bailiyan to supervise the construction of the mausoleum and make him guard the mausoleum, so that he can be easily exiled and never suffer in the future. ”

"This plan is very good, then act according to General Ji's strategy."

According to the convention, "death is like life", soon after the new king ascended the throne, he will begin to excavate his own mausoleum, restricted by labor productivity and the scale of the mausoleum, the excavation of the mausoleum is as short as two or three years, and as long as ten years, often the loss of life and wealth outweighs the loss.

As a bureaucratic body in charge of time, astronomy, and calendar, Si Tianjian was also responsible for the exploration and selection of auspicious places for the mausoleum, the excavation of the mausoleum and the final landfill, which were under the sole responsibility of the monarch and ministers, and the new king appointed the mausoleum.

The next day, the head of the city was full of white flags, and the officials and defenders wore linen clothes and filial piety. Zong Botai got the news of Bailiyan, rushed to the Yongxing Hou Mansion at noon, and waited until late at night when Bailiyan left the palace and returned home.

"Master Hou." Zongbo Tai gave a slight salute.

"Let Mr. Zongbo wait for a long time."

"Lu Hou is newly dead, and Hou Ye is in a hurry to recruit Uncle Zong, but what about digging the mausoleum for King Xian?"

"Well, exactly, go to my study and talk about it."

The two came to the study and walked down, Baili Yan chewed glutinous rice cakes, took warm water, and said while eating:

"Mr. Zongbo really expects things like a god, if it weren't for the mausoleum, Benhou would not have invited Mr. to come. King Xian has secretly ordered the marquis to choose an auspicious place to excavate the mausoleum, although it is not yet known what kind of regulations the king needs, but with the king's mind, most of them will not be too small.

With the current situation in the Central Plains, the Black Turban Rebellion has not yet subsided, and the newly occupied land will be appeased in the future, and the mausoleum will be dug again in a short period of time, which will cost a lot of national strength.

Ben Hou is anxious to find Mr. Zongbo to come here, it is to discuss this matter, can Mr. have a plan to postpone the excavation of the mausoleum? ”

"In fact, Master Hou doesn't have to worry about this matter, the king Yuanshou is far from the end, so it's not too late to drag it out for three and five years."

Hearing Zong Botai's words, Baili Yan frowned and was puzzled:

"How does Mr. Zongbo know that the life of the Great King is far from the end?"

Zong Botai smiled lightly and said indifferently:

"The sky is clear, the number of lives has its own providence, the fate of the king of Xian is scattered, the rest of his life is blessed, his life is less than eight or nine years, more than ten years, at this time to dig the mausoleum, it is really a loss of life and money, it is extremely unfavorable to the Hou Ye, and there will be a catastrophe in the future, so the mausoleum, the later the better."

"Shhh...... Mr. Zongbo, Ben Hou is also Langzhong, and he also knows the length of life, Mr. has never diagnosed the pulse of the king, how can he know that the king has eight or nine years, or even more than ten years of life? ”

"Huh...... Hou Ye doesn't know, my Fa Tiandao Sect has a secret science, which can measure the heavenly machine technique, and the method of Yuan Shou is one of the small techniques. ”

Hearing this, Bai Liyan was even more confused, of course he would not believe that there was any unpredictable prophet in the world, but Zong Botai never miscalculated, and he would not hold it up, if you want to say that King Xian will live for another eight or nine years and more than ten years, from the perspective of modern people, it is completely possible.

As long as the medical conditions and material life keep up, and the diet and living are reasonable, with the conditions of the Xian King, it will not be a problem to live to be eighty or ninety years old. But Zong Botai has framed the time frame to death, which can't help but feel incredible.

After thinking for a moment, Bai Liyan turned her mind and asked:

"Mr. Zongbo, as far as Ben Hou is concerned, Ben Hou does not believe in occult arts. Mr. said that the king of Xian can live for eight or nine years, and more than ten years. Even so, could it be that Mr. Lu Hou had already measured that Lu Hou would die this year? ”

"Master Hou doesn't believe what he said?"

"It's not that Ben Hou doesn't believe it, but Ben Hou wants to have a basis, and there must be a basis for asserting out of thin air."

"Okay, I'll ask Master Hou next, but Hou Lu died in an accident?"

"Lu Hou died of a fall, and this matter has long been spread, and if Mr. wants to convince Ben Hou, there needs to be a secret matter."

"That being the case, in fact, the Hou Ye should know about it, but it has not been made public to the world."

"What do you mean, sir?"

"Hou Ye doesn't think that since his birth, all kinds of things he has done are different from the actions of today's people, and Hou Ye himself is not today's people, but so."

"Hiss......" Baili Yanmeng was taken aback, the chill on his back rushed to the heavenly spirit, and he was shocked in his heart, and he hurriedly asked: "Can Mr. speak more thoroughly?" ”

Zong Botai smiled at this time and said:

"I said many years ago that the weather in the Central Plains was originally chaotic and chaotic, but it was indeed a sudden change in crape myrtle's qi in the middle of the world, and then it was considered that the destiny of heaven returned to the salty land. If we put it more carefully, the variables began in 615 of the Shengyuan Dynasty, originating from due east and ending due north. Master Hou, do you want to be clearer below? ”

"You... You ......" Bai Liyan was deeply stunned, and a stormy wave set off in his chest.

Zong Bo Tai secretly said very clearly, a great change occurred in the east of the Central Plains in 615 of the Sheng Yuan Dynasty, and that node was the time and space that Bailiyan parasitized in his previous life and finally stopped in the north of Xianguo, which happened to be where he is now.

Of course, it is impossible for Zong Botai to know that he is from a future technological plane, but it is shocking to be able to clearly say the connection.

gasped, Bailiyan was still unwilling, he said:

"Mr. Zongbo, can you be more detailed?"

"Master Hou, the secret of heaven cannot be leaked in the dark, the more you know today, the more you will be attacked in the future, does Lord Hou still want to spy on the heavens?"

The eyebrows were full of horror, and Bailiyan faintly remembered many prophecies in China throughout the ages, such as Li Chunfeng, Yuan Tiangang, Liu Bowen, and the swordsman, etc., and then thought about the current world, perhaps not without science, but also undecipherable cognition.

After thinking for a long time, he continued:

"Ben Hou will ask Mr. three things, if Mr. can answer, Ben Hou will not ask more."

"Master Hou, please speak."

Bai Liyan looked out of the window left and right, got up to close the wooden window, came to the door and instructed Jiang Jie:

"Jiang Jie, empty all the idle within a radius of ten steps from the study, no one is allowed to enter the study without the consent of the Hou!"

"Obey the Hou Ye!"

After speaking, Bai Liyan closed the wooden door, walked back to the table and sat down, approached Zong Botai and asked in a low voice:

"Sir, do you know that there are more powerful enemies in this world than ever before!"

"Master Hou is saying that there is a change in the north of the North Sea."

"Hiss......" Bai Liyan was secretly shocked, and hurriedly said, "How does Mr. know?" ”

"Hehe..."Zong Botai smiled lightly and said: "The harvest year is unpredictable, and the prince is the star of the heavens. This is a serial catastrophe. ”

Bai Liyan knows very well that the strength of the unknown civilization in the north is by no means the level that Zong Botai can imagine and recognize, and only Bai Liyan has hidden in his heart from the beginning to the end, and the north of the North Sea clearly points out that the North Ocean is on the other side of the North Sea, and the change of momentum is very likely to be a war from the north.

Although he did not understand the meaning of Zong's proverb, he could anticipate the far-reaching impact of the northern hemisphere on the southern hemisphere, and this was enough to believe him.

(End of chapter)