"Fang Yan, Fang Yan is not good. I heard that our young master is missing!" Li Ran ran in from outside in a panic, and when he saw Fang Yan, he rushed towards him.
Fang Yan was cleaning up the small courtyard. When he heard the shouting, he turned around and supported Li Ran.
"Why are you panicking? What news have you heard again?" Fang Yan was used to Li Ran making a fuss out of a molehill from time to time.
"I heard, I heard that our young master has disappeared." Li Ran choked with sobs. Hearing the news really frightened him. "What nonsense are you talking about? How could the young master be missing? Someone must have spread the rumor again, right?" Fang
Yan didn't believe it at all. In his heart, Lin Yi was no different from a god. How could such a person disappear unless he hid it himself.
"Is it really a rumor?" Li Ran was a little confused. He had spread rumors several times, so it was not impossible.
"Perhaps the young master is hiding himself and is planning something?" Following the train of thought just now, Fang Yan felt that if no one could find the young master, then the young master must be hiding himself.
"What's the plan?" Li Ran asked.
"I didn't know, how could we possibly guess what the young master was thinking? In short, don't worry." Fang Yan rolled his eyes at him and said so many words for the first time.
"Oh, that's true." Li Ran calmed down, then turned around to do his own thing.
Panic only spread in the Lin Mansion for an hour. After Li Ran went everywhere to spread the theory of Lin Yi's invincibility, everyone became quiet. How could their young master, whom they knew best, be missing? He must have been obsessed with something again.
.Or as Fang Yan guessed, he was hiding and plotting something.
Therefore, the news disappeared without even reaching the ears of the various owners of the Lin Mansion.
When Cheng Yaojin was ordered to "go away" to investigate the rumors, Li Shimin admitted the news of Lin Yi's disappearance in the Manlu Palace.
In fact, except for Cheng Yaojin who believed that this was a rumor, those smart people who tried to figure it out knew that it was 80% true, but they just didn't know the specific circumstances of Lin Yi's disappearance.
"Xiao Yi disappeared in an emperor's mausoleum. It can't be said that he is missing. It's just that he has been there for nearly a month and hasn't come out yet. I sent Qin Qiong there yesterday. I received news this morning that the person in the mausoleum was
There is a machine that can move autonomously that only Lin Yi can make. They speculate that there may be a person who has the same ability as Lin Yi, but there are too many mechanisms below and progress is slow." Li Shimin told the general story.
His ministers.
After everyone listened, they all habitually squinted their eyes and thought.
"Emperor's Tomb? Can you tell which dynasty it belongs to?" Du Ruhui raised his head and asked Li Shimin.
Li Shimin shook his head and said: "We just found a passage now. We haven't entered the mausoleum yet. I heard from Bing'er that the mausoleum is very big. If Lin Yi hadn't disappeared inside, I wouldn't have allowed them to enter."
As an emperor, he understood that feeling very well. He built the mausoleum underground not to let people discover it. Dignity after death was equally important to the emperor.
The ministers looked at each other and understood what Li Shimin meant, but now it was more important to find Lin Yi.
"I believe that the mausoleum was built by at least the emperors before the Three Kingdoms era. Even if there were people like Lin Yi at that time, they would have passed away now. Maybe the machine was just a mechanism he left to guard the mausoleum." Fang Xuanling
speculated.
Li Shimin nodded. This statement is the most reasonable.
"I agree, but... could Xiaoyi be fascinated by the machine? So he forgot the time?" Changsun Wuji said.
Li Shimin curled his lips and frowned. His queen also guessed the same. In fact, he also felt that this possibility was the most reliable.
Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui smiled bitterly. At first glance, it sounded so similar to what Lin Yi would do.
"Hmph! If that's the case, I have to beat his ass." Li Shimin said bitterly. It seemed that he had determined that Lin Yi must be studying something in the mausoleum and had forgotten all about them.
Wei Zheng nodded, convinced that such a minister who did not understand the rules must be taught a lesson. But then he would also have to persuade the emperor. The Tang Dynasty is such a treasure, so don't really break it.
However, Changsun Wuji has always been a little uneasy. He always felt that things would not be that simple, and even if Lin Yi invested again, now that those people have made such a big noise, he should come out, right? There has been no news until now, or
Either he couldn't get out, or Lin Yi was no longer in the tomb.
Lin Yishi didn't know that Chang'an was already in an uproar over him. If he knew that Li Shimin had decided to beat him up, he would definitely lie down and cry out for injustice.
It's all these people's fault for always lying around. What if you develop this habit yourself?
"Muhammad, are you done with your work?" Lin Yi stretched out his hand to help him, and Muhammad slowly straightened up.
"Everything is basically arranged. There is one more thing I would like to ask Lin Yi for help." Muhammad now regarded the word Lin Yi as an honorific.
"Tell me, if I can do it, I will help." Lin Yi did not dare to say too much. Who knows what these fanatics are thinking in their minds. If he is asked to make it rain here every year,
He can't do it.
"I have designated a successor, Ali, but some people may be dissatisfied with him, so I would like to ask Lin Yi to support him." Muhammad knelt down again.
Lin Yi thought, does this mean that someone will confront this Ali? But since Muhammad has designated this person, there is no need for him to support him.
"Okay, let him come in and I'll see him first." Lin Yi didn't know this Ali yet.
"He is rushing here from Mecca. He may arrive in two days. I won't be able to see him. He has to rush to serve the true God Allah. When the time comes, please ask Lin Yi to hand over the letter to him." Muhammad smiled lightly.
, handed the letter in his arms to Lin Yi. So far, all his affairs have been completed, and he will leave without regrets.
"I understand." Lin Yi felt a little sad now, but with a strange reverence.
People who sacrifice everything for their ideals are worthy of admiration, no matter whether that ideal is too illusory or not!
Muhammad gave him another respectful salute and walked out, probably to meet his last moments. Lin could also see that he had less than ten minutes left.
After waiting for a long time, the bell rang, but there was no sound of crying.
Lin Yi stood up and walked out. He found that everyone was quietly performing their duties. Someone was preparing a white cloth. They were called "keban", which was used to wrap the body. Faisal was purifying Muhammad, and Camilia was preparing a white cloth.
Arrange people to notify important people in the city and invite them to attend the funeral at chen o'clock tomorrow.
Everything was solemn, there was no crying, no feng shui selection, no time selection, everything went on quickly and quietly.
In this atmosphere, Lin Yi didn't even feel that Muhammad was dead. It was as if he was going somewhere, and these people were preparing his luggage for him. Everything was in a hurry and orderly. Camilia didn't feel sad at all, even though she
Lin, who was wearing a black robe, could also feel that that lively girl now only had solemnity and pious faith.
It wasn't until the next day that Lin Yi discovered that no one would cry at the funeral here. Those who came to attend only watched Muhammad being buried. No one knelt down and worshiped, and there were no burial objects. Only the holy 'Kban' accompanied Muhammad.
burial.
Lin Yi was also present, and he was also a very important member. Faisal asked Lin Yi to come up and say a few words, commenting on Muhammad's achievements and past as the avatar of the true God Allah.
His language was not very good, but everyone understood it despite his stumbling, not to mention that sometimes Faisal would explain a little bit. After Lin Yi finished his speech, they lifted Muhammad to the dug cemetery. That was just
A rectangular pit was very simple. They placed Muhammad in it, and then Feisal began to read something, but Lin Yi could only listen to a few scattered words at his level.
The rest of the people just said their farewells to Muhammad in silence.
Lin Yi didn't know Muhammad for a long time, and he didn't have much contact with him, but he liked this old man a little, or respected him. Although this old man also brought him a trouble, that is Camilia,
Until now, Camilia still sees him without a veil and insists that he is her husband.
What a mistake. If he had known it earlier, he should have made it clear to Camilia first, but Lin Yi actually forgot about it. Now there is no way to solve it, so Lin Yi can only drag it on.
After returning from the funeral, Lin Yi asked Feisal to find the craftsmen, and he was going to start teaching them how to read the drawings.
But when he actually taught it, he discovered that language was really a problem. He had no problem with daily conversations, but when it came to such professional vocabulary, he couldn't speak at all, and he couldn't understand what the craftsmen said.
How difficult is it to go home? Lin Yi now understands it deeply. After sending everyone out, Lin Yi thought about a solution.
It seems that maybe it would be better for him to make a model first, at least so that those people can intuitively understand what should be done. Oh, by the way, there is also a ruler. The weights and measures must be unified first, otherwise the boat will not be launched after it is finished.
That's too miserable.
"Lin Yi, pistachios and your favorite coffee." Camilia came in with a tray.
"Well, put it here." Lin Yizheng wanted to drink coffee. He needed to refresh himself before making models.
After Ali received the news, he was rushing to Medina. Originally, he had enough time. According to his prediction, he would definitely be able to catch up with Muhammad's funeral and send him on his last journey.
But unexpectedly, he was kidnapped halfway.
In the desert, a group of more than thirty people dressed as sand thieves robbed a group of more than a dozen passers-by who were traveling lightly and shouted at them to hand over all their belongings.
Ali was in a hurry to come out this time, but he had brought a lot of property with him. He only had some gold and silver with him, but he had already given them to these people dressed as sand thieves, but these people still refused to let them go.
Ali understood that someone was deliberately preventing him from arriving in time, and he knew exactly who this person was.
Wahid. His political opponent. The person who is always against him.
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