The next day, the Yunmeng Posthouse was attacked, and the news that Bai Chan, the general manager of the Quanshi Alliance, appeared in the posthouse spread throughout Jidu.

The people of Jidu were naturally filled with righteous indignation, and many people stormed the Yamen, trying to get the Kyoto censor in charge of public security in Jidu to rush over and wipe out the Yunmeng mission.

But the imperial censor of Kyoto remained motionless, closed the yamen tightly, and allowed the people to make noise outside.

The Yunmeng Mission's side was also brutally blocked by the common people, but compared to the Kyoto Yamen side, the treatment received by the posthouse was much worse.

Rotten eggs, rotten vegetables, and even knives and guns were all thrown into the half-collapsed post house. There were even some people from all walks of life who rushed directly into the post house to kill people.

The conflict between the imperial court and the Yunmeng mission became increasingly acute.

But even if it developed to this point, both sides still restrained each other. It was just that the Yunmeng Mission was on someone else's back. It was a bit strange that there was no movement from the court.

"It seems that my guess is correct. Both sides have plans. Now that the time has not come, they are restraining each other." Qin Yang closed the window and said.

"What is their plot?" asked the string master.

"I don't know this yet, but I've invited people who may know."

Qin Yang said, went downstairs and opened the door, and a middle-aged man with an ordinary face stood outside the door.

"Juzi," Qin Yang said with a smile, "if I leave a signal at Jixia Academy, I can find you. Will you be the person I thought you were?"

The seemingly ordinary middle-aged man in front of him is actually a projection of the soul, and Qin Yang can detect its essence through his powerful perception.

And the soul projection that came to the door at this time was undoubtedly Juzi of the Mo family.

Juzi did not answer Qin Yang's words, but simply said: "You can go and verify it."

"If you are Huangfu Jijiu," Master Xian walked out of the house, "then my actions of hiding my identity over the years may be a joke in your eyes."

The Master of Strings has been lurking in Jixia Academy for many years, and has gradually become the leader of the music club from a student. This identity is the one that she spends the most effort on, but now it seems that this identity that requires the most effort may be the one that is exposed the earliest.

"I am not Huangfu Renhe, and you are not a joke," Juzi walked in and said, "It wasn't until you moved out of Jixia Academy and your whereabouts began to become mysterious that I knew you had become Jiu Suan, Junior Sister Mo, your

Wisdom amazes me."

"But if it is possible, I hope you will never be involved in the turmoil of the Mohist family and can teach and educate people in Jixia Academy with peace of mind."

"What's the use of talking about this now? It's a foregone conclusion, there's no need to look back on the past, and I don't regret it either," the string master said coldly.

"I only have one question, and that is where is my father's body? My father died in your hands on Suitian Peak, but his body has never been seen. Where is my father's tomb now?

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"I am in Jidu, and the teacher's tomb is naturally near Jidu," Junzi turned around and said, "Come with me, and I will answer some of your questions."

The figures of the three people disappeared from the courtyard and moved quickly within Jidu. Neither the city guards of Jidu nor the imperial guards who were urgently transferred to patrol the city were able to detect the whereabouts of the three people.

Even though there were many experts among them, they never noticed the three people moving quickly.

The city wall that was dozens of feet high was easily climbed over. After the three people left the city, they accelerated their speed again and headed towards a geomantic treasure in the south of Jidu.

The mountains and rivers gather together, and the real dragon passes by. This place can be called the world's most precious burial place. After the death of all the princes of Daxia, they are the first choice to be buried here.

"Fengshan?!" The string master opened his beautiful big eyes.

She couldn't help but be surprised. This Fengshan Mountain was the first burial place for the princes and royal nobles of Daxia. There were eight emperors of Daxia and thirty-six princes buried here. As for the princes and princes,

Wait, there are countless more.

It was 800 years since the founding of Daxia, and at least 80% of the prominent people were buried in Fengshan after their death.

But now, Juzi told Qin Yang, the master of harmony, that the previous generation Juzi was buried in Fengshan!

What is this? Do you have to break into the enemy's inner core even after you die?

In the 800th year of Daxia, a rebel thief was buried in the place where nobles and nobles were buried.

"Father won't like this place." Master Xian looked at the tombs on Fengshan Mountain and said.

The Mohist Juzi really wouldn't like this kind of place, because the Mohist family has always represented the interests of the people at the bottom, and has nothing to do with these princes and generals.

"I know," Junzi's words rarely fluctuated, "but the teacher's family ancestral grave is here. You probably don't know, the teacher's Mo surname was changed after joining the Mo family. His real surname is

'Xiao'."

Junzi took Qin Yang and Xianzhu up to Fengshan Mountain, and after many twists and turns, they arrived at a rather remote area.

Compared with the beautiful scenery in other places, this land is overgrown with weeds, with only tombstones standing quietly.

Qin Yang pushed aside the weeds in front of a tombstone and saw that the name engraved on the tombstone was "Xiao".

Explicit examination of Xiao Gong's tomb of the Marquis of Yuanshan County.

"The county marquis named Xiao..." Qin Yang speculated, "The Xiao family of Jingyuan marquis who was implicated in the ban on Buddhism sixty years ago?"

In recent decades, the most famous prince with the most miserable fate was the Marquis of Jingyuan sixty years ago.

Marquis Jingyuan tried hard to prevent Emperor Yuanfeng from banning Buddhism. He believed that banning Buddhism was of great importance and could not be decided by force. Otherwise, it might damage the national strength.

However, Daxia was at its peak at that time, and Emperor Yuanfeng was headstrong and thought that simply banning Buddhism would harm Daxia.

Then, Emperor Yuanfeng became cold.

Before Emperor Yuanfeng died, he also ordered the removal of the title of Marquis Jingyuan, and executed three clans of the Xiao family, even digging up the ancestral graves.

Fortunately, there were courtiers who risked their lives to remonstrate, and Emperor Yuanfeng died too quickly, so the ancestral tombs of the Xiao family were saved. However, it was difficult for the three Xiao family clans to save it.

Except for the eldest son of Marquis Jingyuan who was rescued by Monk Jiuyuan who arrived in time, only his second younger brother's youngest son was rescued by someone trading a civet cat for the prince.

The youngest son was later the ancestor of the Mohist family, Juzi.

"After Xiao Wuxin, the eldest son of Marquis Jingyuan, was rescued by Monk Jiuyuan, he disappeared. It wasn't until the remains of Monk Jiuyuan appeared in Nanming Mountain of Tiannan Road that I learned that he was dead. Xiao Wuxin was with Monk Jiuyuan.

He disappeared, presumably because of something unexpected."

As Mokiko spoke, he walked to a tombstone, sat down and said, "Teacher, I'm here to see you."

Not far behind him, there was a tombstone with Xiao Wuxin's name engraved on it. It was probably the tomb of the eldest son of Marquis Jingyuan.

Seeing that the tombstone is relatively new, it may have been erected for him last year by Yukiko.

After all, he is a relative of the teacher's family, so setting up a monument for him can be regarded as a token of appreciation for the teacher.
Chapter completed!