Looking at the corner of Yun Yongan's mouth that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Song Deye showed a bitter smile.

"Young Master Yun, the old man has seen the biggest secret in the world, is there still a chance to choose?"

"That's not necessarily true, it's just a little secret."

Yun Yong'an laughed and handed over the contract, watched Song Deye dipped in the blood on his clothes, pressed his own fingerprints, and handed over the "Jing of Swallowing Soil and Nourishing Qi".

Song Deye took the scriptures, and heaved a long sigh: "It's not a loss to trade freedom for a chance of longevity. That kid Zuo Ling is rather stupid, do you need the old man's help to persuade him?"

"No, Zuo Ling is a smart man, I trust him."

Yun Yongan stepped forward, patted Zuo Ling on the shoulder, and whispered something in his ear, Zuo Ling's eyes lit up instantly, and respectfully untied the golden knife, and handed it to Yun Yongan.

Yun Yongan took the golden knife, and with a light touch, the golden knife shattered into countless light spots, dyeing Zuo Ling's whole body golden.

After the golden color lasted for three breaths, it gradually faded, revealing Zuo Ling's original skin color.

"You follow me first, your business, I will talk about it after I am done."

Zuo Ling didn't speak. After nodding slightly, he took a step back and stood behind Yun Yongan, hiding like a shadow.

So far, the matter of confidentiality has been temporarily resolved.

Yun Yong'an took some time to bring Song Deye and the others into the barrier, and after arranging their tasks, he left here with Jiang Xiaoai and Linghu Youyi, and returned to the ground.

The snake has its way, and the rat has its way.

Yun Yong'an had no intention of finding out who leaked the secret. There were many eyes staring at the start of the construction of the Yun Mansion. It was pure nonsense to really want to keep the secret.

Lieutenant Mojin, General Faqiu, Daoist who moved mountains, Lishi Xiling, these low-level people have already got the news of the ancient tomb, and the royal family and nobles, these high-level people have no reason not to know the truth.

Whether it's a fool or a fool, in order to prevent leaving pigtails, Yun Yong'an must give everyone an explanation.

The nine-story ancient ruins are not suitable for everyone to know, and the big tripod in that cave has become a good excuse instead.

The next morning, Yun Yongan called a heavy excavator to dig vertically at the location of the tripod.

In just one morning's effort, they dug through the sealing soil and found the huge copper tripod covered with copper rust.

When the excavation work was in progress, Yun Yongan took Linghu Youyi to the palace, and found His Majesty the Emperor in the study who was reading online articles on his mobile phone.

"Father-in-law," Yun Yong'an said bluntly, disguising his identity, "a huge copper tripod was dug out under my house, and it looks like it was buried a long time ago."

"There are no funerary objects around, and there is no tomb. There is only a big tripod. This should be buried by the previous dynasty to suppress luck, or to prevent the loss of national treasures when their country is about to fall."

Daxian Emperor Li Zhengmin raised his head, looked at Yun Yongan and smiled, "So it's not a tomb, it's a pity, I still want to go on an ancient tomb adventure, what time is it now, without the emperor, the country will continue to operate normally .”

"Look, I hide in the study every day to read novels, didn't Daxian have any troubles? Those ministers insisted on shouting that a gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall to prevent me from going out to explore!"

The eunuch who was serving at the side heard the corner of his mouth involuntarily twitching, which caused Yun Yongan's attention to shift to him.

It was inconvenient to ask in the past, but now there is no need to ask, Yun Yongan sent out his mind and scanned the eunuch's body, wanting to make sure whether his body was intact.

Feeling Yun Yongan's spying and the eunuch's reflexive resistance, the meager cultivation he had just completed was not enough to look at in front of Yun Yongan. Yun Yongan easily broke through his defense and saw what he wanted to see.

Yun Yongan complained in his heart: "Tsk, since it's really cut off, this old emperor is not as honest as he said!"

"Yong'an, let me tell you, it doesn't matter if he is a worthy emperor. My nine sons are not interested in the throne. As the saying goes, half a son-in-law, or simply, I will pass the throne to the young Yi, how about you come to be the emperor?"

Hearing this question, Yun Yongan froze instantly. "Didn't I come here to talk about digging out this tripod? How did it involve me becoming the emperor? The emperor is trying to test me, or is it?"

In a daze, Yun Yong'an is not afraid at all. At worst, he will throw the table, not to mention the emperor who has lost most of his real power, even if he is a true emperor under the centralized system, Yun Yong'an is not afraid.

Literature uses Confucianism to disrupt law, and chivalry uses martial arts to violate prohibitions.

With 5000 years of culture, Yun Yongan is a literature that surpasses everything and leads the literary world.

The great power of cultivation belongs to oneself, even if it is a net of heaven and earth, Yun Yong'an can break it with strength.

After a brief moment of stupefaction, Yun Yongan, who came to his senses, sneered: "Wake up and hold the power of the world, drunk lying on the knees of a beauty, the position of emperor sounds very good, but the life and death of all people in the world rests on you alone, it's too tiring gone."

"Compared to this, I prefer to go out in the wild with many confidantes in early spring, to see the highest mountain, and to drink the strongest wine."

"To travel the world with a sword is my dream. Father-in-law, you should leave the position of emperor to my brothers-in-law."

Li Zhengmin laughed loudly when he heard the words: "Hahahahaha!"

Yun Yongan followed suit and laughed.

It took a long time before the laughter stopped.

Yun Yongan was the first to speak: "The tripod is an important weapon in the country. I can't hold it down. I have made arrangements. After digging it out, it will be directly sent to the Imperial Capital Museum for collection."

"Alright!" Li Zhengmin nodded, "Placing such a big cauldron in your home is indeed likely to bring some bad rumors. In order to make up for it, you can go to the inner warehouse to pick out a treasure."

The royal inner treasury contains all kinds of treasures accumulated by the royal family for countless generations. Thinking about it makes people's hearts flutter, and Yun Yong'an is no exception.

"Gift from the elder, I dare not resign, I agreed, but," Yun Yongan swallowed lightly, "Father-in-law, I gave such a big tripod, you just give me a treasure, it's too stingy, isn't it? Give at least ten or eight pieces."

Li Zhengmin was amused: "Hey, there are still ten or eight pieces. Do you think the inner treasury is full of Chinese cabbage? Three pieces, at most three pieces, unless you are willing to offer me other treasures in the tomb."

Yun Yongjian was dumbfounded: "It's gone, there is a treasure below."

Li Zhengmin didn't ask any further questions. He picked up his mobile phone and waved his hand, saying that he continued to read the novel, which was regarded as seeing off the guests.

After Yun Yong'an bowed his hands and retreated, he pulled Linghu Youyi out, and when he reached the door, Li Zhengmin's very casual voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Yong'an, I heard that several tomb robbers entered your house last night, where are they now?"

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