"A underground palace full of corpses" the old man asked in surprise and suspicion
"Yes!" Jiang Xingchen nodded. Through the investigation of the vitality, there were many skeletons inside, and many metal weapons were sprinkled on the ground.
"Then you look at a hammer. He was so disappointed. I thought there was something I had never seen before!" The old man grabbed Jiang Xingchen with a depressed look on his face and said, "Let's go, go to Sizhou Island!"
"Wait!" Jiang Xingchen grabbed the old man and said, "Let's go back to the imperial capital first, I have to meet the emperor!"
"Ah" The old man was confused and didn't understand what Jiang Xingchen meant. You're not fucking the emperor now.
Jiang Xingchen explained: "We want to go in and take a look at this underground palace. I have to discuss it with the emperor!"
"Boy, you're fine, there's nothing in the underground palace, why are you going in?" The old man was confused.
Jiang Xingchen said lightly: "Although there are no treasures inside, I found silk and animal skins. Maybe it's a record."
"Record!" The old man was not calm now. He was very interested in the secrets that were drowned in the long river of history. He had previously harassed the old empress dowager in the Yueying Palace in order to understand some news of the destruction of the Shang Dynasty.
"Yes, record!" Jiang Xingchen nodded. He now attaches great importance to these things, even if it has a slight connection with the Shang Dynasty or the mercury ball. The records here may be of no use, but if there is a mistake in killing, you cannot let go.
"Okay, go back to the imperial capital!" The old man was even more anxious than Jiang Xingchen, and pulled him to jump onto the pink back and urged it to take off.
The sky was bright, but it was still gloomy. From time to time, scattered snowflakes fell, and rescuers were everywhere on the ruins of the imperial capital. Zheng Xingling, Blue Sealling, and Hongyuan City transferred a large amount of personnel and supplies.
The palace is the focus of restoration, and at this moment, there are already thousands of craftsmen and workers working here.
A warm fire was lit in a small room in the backyard that had not collapsed. The emperor frowned and looked puzzled: "Didn't Jiang Xingchen leave? I'm back to see me what's wrong?"
"Emperor, Jiang Xingchen won't see the empire being affected. He wants to exchange food and money for you for anything. Everyone knows that Xingchen is rich in the world. Jiang Xingchen grew up in the empire again. Now that the imperial capital has such a big deal, he has only taken out only 10 million yellow crystal coins. It's really OK!" The emperor spoke with obvious dissatisfaction in his tone.
The emperor did not respond. He did not scold Jiang Xingchen as he did in the past, and was still thinking about the purpose of Jiang Xingchen's return.
After a while, the Emperor stood up and said, "I'll go and see him and see what he's going to do when he comes back."
When we met again, the emperor wanted to exchange a few greetings, Jiang Xingchen directly expressed his purpose: "Did the emperor discover an underground palace in a village about 100 miles southwest of the capital?"
As soon as this sentence was said, the emperor's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes burst into cold light. Jiang Xingchen knew what he had just made last night. Could it be that there was Jiang Xingchen's people in the Imperial Guard? He came to me directly to talk about the underground palace. Do you want to interfere with it?
The emperor became angry after the thought changed. In his opinion, this was simply a provocation in person. Jiang Xingchen is too arrogant. Is this here to force me to agree?
Jiang Xingchen knew what the emperor would think after saying that, so he immediately explained: "I want to follow the underground palace, but I will never touch anything inside. I just want to see if there are any records about the past. If so, I will just read it and will not take it for myself!"
These words made the emperor stunned. You ran back to find me just to go to the underground palace to see if there were any records of the past. It didn't seem to be true no matter how you heard it.
Seeing that the Emperor did not speak, Jiang Xingchen continued: "The Emperor should know my character. What he said will definitely do the same. If the Emperor agrees, I can mobilize two hundred flying monsters to be responsible for the material transportation work of the imperial capital!"
The emperor hesitated and wanted to talk about who has the highest creditworthiness on the entire continent. It must be Jiang Xingchen. Moreover, the reconstruction of the imperial capital requires a large amount of supplies, and the only railway line is really not available. Now the light rail is seriously damaged in the earthquake, and ordinary roads are very difficult to walk. If there are two hundred flying monsters, there are two hundred flying monsters.
Thinking of this, the emperor suddenly realized a question: "Jiang Xingchen, do you have two hundred flying monsters? You can't be talking about that kind of big dragonfly."
Jiang Xingchen smiled and shook his head: "Of course not. I just collected a nest of skua a few days ago, with more than 200 skua, and almost all of them were more than eight meters."
"Hiss~" The emperor sucked his teeth and complained in his heart: "The monsters in the world are almost yours, so you can just accept it!"
"Okay! That's all, you can go to the underground palace with you." The emperor calmed down and thought about it carefully, and finally made up his mind that with Jiang Xingchen's current status, it was impossible to make himself bad for a treasure. Besides, he had so many cooperation projects with the Empire, so he shouldn't have done anything to rob. If he really wanted to rob, he wouldn't come to see him. In this way, he would have made a lot of money. Two hundred flying monsters could save a lot of transportation costs, and he had no losses yet.
After the discussion was made, the emperor smiled and all his previous suspicions were wiped out.
He wrote a handwritten order, and the emperor handed it to Jiang Xingchen, and personally found the leader of the Shadow Guard to take people over.
After Jiang Xingchen and the old man left on pink, the emperor let out a long sigh. For some reason, when he was talking to Jiang Xingchen, he actually felt the pressure, which made him very uncomfortable.
It was already noon when Jiang Xingchen and the old man returned to the ruins of the village again. When the Imperial Guards saw the pink falling from the sky, they were all nervous. The Shadow Guards, who had already entered the gap, also jumped out, looking like they were facing a great enemy. They did not relax until they saw the leader of the Shadow Guard.
"The Emperor's Handwriting, let Lord Jiang follow him into the underground palace!" The leader of the Shadow Guard took the handwriting from Jiang Xingchen and showed it to everyone. The Imperial Guard retreated one after another and gave up the crack. The Shadow Guard led the way in front and entered the gap.
When Jiang Xingchen and the old man walked closer, they saw a rope tied to the edge of the gap and a torch lighted down. It was estimated that it was more than 30 meters deep.
"Boy, you've grabbed it!" The old man laughed evilly, raised Jiang Xingchen and jumped down, without even grabbing the rope. It was not until he approached the ground that he reached out and pulled the rope beside him to remove the force.
"My second!" When his feet fell to the ground, Jiang Xingchen glared at the old man fiercely and sweared in his heart. That just now scared him. It must be this old guy who deliberately messed with him.
The old man smiled, raised his head proudly, and walked forward with the Shadow Guard.)