Chapter 228: The Secret of the Ancestor’s Faith

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At a quarter past three o'clock, the golden bell sounded, the palace door slowly opened, and a unicorn chariot pulled by three ceremonial horses came out of the palace door.

Another all-nighter, the backlog of memorials was still piling up like a mountain, and the dull pain coming from all parts of the body made King Duan feel that he had more than enough energy but not enough energy.

In the critical situation, although he exercised the supreme imperial power, according to the regulations, he could not attend court for the emperor. Taking advantage of the gap between these two hours, he just returned home to rest for a while.

As soon as he got into the chariot, he fell into a deep sleep.

As strong as he is, how can a mortal body withstand such long-term consumption?

... ...

"Tuk! Tuk! Tuk!"

The chariot driver knocked three times on the carriage door, indicating that King Duan had arrived at the house.

Seeing that Prince Duan had not returned home after the wedding, the housekeeper knew that his prince would have to be busy again until the next day. Therefore, I kept secretly estimating the time and got up as soon as Mao hour was announced. I prepared all the necessary things and waited here. At this time, he approached the wind window of the carriage and called out softly: "Your Majesty, we have arrived at the house."

"Huh?" A confused voice came from the chariot. It was obviously King Duan who had woken up, "Oh."

After getting off the chariot, he was about to go back to his room to rest when an old voice suddenly sounded from behind him: "Your Majesty, the two old monks have been waiting for a long time!"

King Duan was surprised and quickly turned around to see two old monks approaching, one with a gray beard and the other with a silver beard.

Without waiting for Prince Duan to answer, the housekeeper hurriedly stood in front of the two of them and said with an unhappy look on his face: "You two are both enlightened monks, why are you so unkind? My prince has been busy all day and all night, and he hasn't even had a break yet. Let’s talk about your matters later!”

"No!" The gray-bearded monk waved his hand and said angrily, "Brother Old Monk arrived at the house early yesterday morning and explained his purpose to you. But you shied away, saying that your prince had gone out early in the morning, so let the old monk go first Wait. Huh, this is just a day and a night. Now that we have finally met the rightful master, how can we just send these two poor monks away by you? Please give the prince an explanation."

It turns out that these old men with beards and silver beards are the only two monks of the Xuanzi generation left in Kuchan Temple.

The two listened to the abbot's instructions and found out that Xuan Yue and eight other old and young monks from the Dharma and Zhen generations had gone down the mountain in response to the summons from the court and never returned. They couldn't help but feel hurt and angry, so they went down the mountain the next day. Coming to the capital, we only passed the city gate early yesterday morning.

"Amitabha!"

The great god Xuanning took two steps forward, put his hands together and performed a Buddha salute to King Duan, and said: "Prince Duan, these two poor monks are old monks from Kuchan Temple in Xiaozhou. The poor monk's Buddhist name is 'Xuanning'. This is the poor monk's junior brother 'Xuan Xin'. The poor monk has not left the temple for thirty-six years, and now he and his junior brother have traveled thousands of miles to come here, just to seek an explanation for the death of junior brother Xuan Yue. "

It turned out to be an old monk from Kuchan Temple?

King Duan's face was startled, and he hurriedly returned the salute and replied: "Well, Master Xuanyue died in Pingzhou, and I feel very guilty. Masters, why don't we sit down in the side hall? I will give it to Kuchan Temple, Let me give you two an explanation!"

"Good! Good!"

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"Why should I believe what you say?"

An Wuyu stared at Yu Lingyi and asked seriously.

This matter is of great importance. If something goes wrong, the lives of thousands of people in the An family may be in danger. As the head of the family, how could he dare to step into danger?

"I have two tokens to confront you with." Yu Lingyi said with a slight smile.

An Wuyu's attitude is very clear. If he can clarify his doubts, the matter will be settled.

"What token?" An Wuyu asked.

Yu Lingyi took out an envelope from his arms and replied seriously: "The first token is a secret letter written by An's ancestor to the royal family of Jue Kingdom more than thirty or twenty years ago."

After saying that, he threw the packet over.

An Wuyu took the envelope, sat on the desk, brought the lamp closer, and quickly opened it.

Sure enough, there were five letters.

There was no wax on the envelope, so he naturally took out the letter and read it carefully.

The letter stated that the Xia family's army was about to attack. King Julu knew that he would be outnumbered, and his family members and confidants headed southwest and fled to a place called "Qianshui Village". Almost all the assets and experts of King Julu's palace were lost. damage. The signature at the end of the letter is Julu King Duanmu Chengan, and his jade seal is also used on the lower left. An Wuyu has long been familiar with this seal. The jade seal is the most secret object of the An family, and it is in this dark room at the moment.

After An Wuyu read it, most of his doubts were gone. Then, he took out the letter from the second letter.

What this letter meant was that at that time, the Xia family had not yet settled down in the world, and there was still turmoil in various places. After King Julu arrived at Ganshui Village, he inadvertently revealed his wealth, and the local people started to make plans for him. In the end, the entire Ganshui Village was killed by them, and the blame was placed on the defeated stragglers. Since then, the entire Ganshui Village has become the Julu King's people.

"I see."

The old records circulated among the An clan say that their ancestors slowly assimilated the people of Ganshui Village due to their hard work and wisdom. The fact is that the people in Ganshui Village were eager to seek money and kill themselves when they saw money, but they were killed instead. However, it was a bit too cruel for our ancestors to kill everyone in the entire town.

An Wuyu naturally did not intend to make this secret public. After all, it was not a glorious thing.

Then, the third letter...

The fourth letter...

The fifth letter...

"how?"

Seeing that he had read the five old letters and looked solemn, Yu Lingyi asked.

After passing through the years, we can see the vicissitudes of life.

These five letters contain only a few microcosms of the hardships the An family has gone through. Looking back today, more than three hundred years later, I feel that it is even more difficult for our ancestors to maintain their business.

However, even in such a difficult situation, the ancestors still wanted to bring their clansmen and old tribes to Yinyang City, which shows how strong the intention of the perpetrators was.

An Wuyu was overwhelmed with thoughts and his eyes were cloudy. He slowly put the five letters away and put them on the desk. After kneeling on the ground, he kowtowed three times. After the ceremony, he stood up and said to Yu Lingyi: "Mr. Yu, these five letters This letter belongs to our ancestors, I hope you can return it!"

"That's natural!" Yu Lingyi chuckled, "My Lord has ordered that if you see the descendants of the giant deer, you should return the property to its original owner."

An Wuyu nodded, looking a little hesitant.

Judging from these letters and the ancestral precepts of the An family, I really had no reason to refuse. However, once he takes this first step, there is no turning back. This is the most important decision in the history of Anjia and Zhaixing Pavilion. It involves thousands of people in the An family, so he must consider it carefully.

"What will the other clansmen think?"

The An family belongs to everyone with the surname An, not just him. And he is the only one in the entire An family who knows this shocking secret.

Being in a high position, one has more worries. Yu Lingyi naturally understood it, so he did not rush it and continued: "I have a second token!"