I Excavated an Emperor to Become a Wife.

"You, for her, let your fifth brother go?" Tan Cheng looked at Su Jingmo with a complicated expression and said this.

Su Jingmo squinted his eyes, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Tan Cheng, "Yes, but it's not all like that..." Su Jingmo's expression was light, "The Lin family is a big family of Daxu, and the ancestors even fought with the founding emperor. Jiang Shan, and Lin Qing is the prostitute daughter of the Lin family, a talented daughter of Daxu, no matter her appearance or family background, she is the perfect choice for my right wife, marrying her will bring the Lin family into my hands."

Tan Cheng could see the loopholes in Su Jingmo's words. If Lin Qing married Su Jingmo for Su Jingyan's sake, then he would have thought about Su Jingyan. If Su Jingmo had killed Su Jingyan , without such a one, wouldn't Lin Qing just give up?According to Su Jingmo's status at the time, if he wanted to marry this woman, what obstacles would there be?

After all, Su Jingmo just didn't want to hurt Lin Qing.

"You love her."

It's not a question, but a statement of facts and the answer. Tan Cheng looked at Su Jingmo, not missing Su Jingmo's momentary trance, and this night affirmed Tan Cheng's words.

Su Jingmo was in a daze for a while, but shook his head, "Lin Qing is a strange woman, and I was once deeply in love with her tenderness and talent. She... used to be my weakness, but sometimes I can't tell the difference. What I love is whether she is the person or the family behind her."

It was the first time he confronted Su Jingyan head-on, and said that the reason Su Jingyan lost was that he abandoned everything, even Su Jingyan's own heart...

But as time passed, when he confronted Su Jingyan again, Su Jingyan gave him similar words from Su Jingmo

"Brother Huang succeeded because he held on to the last tenderness, but that's why he lost... But, fifth brother, I feel sorry for Brother Huang. I can only discard it when I see my heart clearly. Brother Huang is merciful everywhere. I can't even see myself..."

Tan Cheng stared at Su Jingmo who was talking, but didn't speak. He could only hide the emotions in his eyes and remind himself that these things had nothing to do with him, Tan Cheng, and who Su Jingmo loved had nothing to do with him. It all happened more than 1000 years ago. It's okay, Lin died early in the morning, Da Xu no longer exists, he, Tan Cheng, just needs to figure out...that...history...before Su Jingmo's reincarnation...

Just thinking of this, of Su Jingmo's reincarnation, made Tan Cheng feel like a stick in his throat.

Not wanting to mention this past event again, Su Jingmo changed the subject, "I remember you said not long ago that there are no other tombs around my tomb except the funeral pit and the empress's tomb, right?"

"Yes." Putting his emotions aside, Tan Cheng replied, "It stands to reason that there should be other imperial tombs."

"In other words, the location where I was buried is not the outskirts of the capital?"

"Central Capital?" Recalling the names of ancient cities in China, Pingyao in Shanxi was established as Zhongdu County in the Han Dynasty. Could it be that the capital of Daxu is Pingyao?

Pingyao is located in Pingyao County in the central part of Shanxi Province. It was built in the period of King Xuan of the Western Zhou Dynasty...

Shanxi...

Frowning and thinking, Tan Cheng suddenly remembered a few months ago, shortly after Jiang Bo's death, the old driver he met in a taxi, and the photo of the wine bottle that the driver showed him. The wine bottle comes from the Han and Tang Dynasties. A knowledgeable person will definitely think it is a fake at first glance. The craftsmanship and painting techniques of the wine bottle are different from any known dynasty. Those who have seen the burial objects in the tomb of Ninghua Village will definitely know It was found that the ornamentation was the same as that of the tomb in Ninghua Village.

The old driver said that his son-in-law bought it from Shanxi. He didn't pay attention to it at the time, but now it seems that there is really a royal tomb hidden in Shanxi that can prove the existence of Daxu!

Thinking of this, Tan Cheng suddenly became excited, took the map he drew last time,

"Su Jingmo, take a look, is the Zhongdu city you mentioned here?"

As he said that, Tan Cheng ignored the slight pain in his right hand that had just been spliced, and took a pen to mark the general location of Pingyao on the map, "Is Zhongdu the capital of Daxu? If so, then the capital of Daxu is in Shanxi over there, and now,"

While talking, Tan Cheng drew the location of Xi'an, "But your mausoleum is in Xi'an, or did you call it Chang'an at that time?"

Tan Cheng's words also made Su Jingmo restrain his expression, "This location is really where Zhongdu City is located, and it is also where Daxu Imperial City is located, and Daxu Imperial Mausoleum is located in the northern part of Zhongdu City. In the north, overlook the entire capital from a high place, and protect Daxu."

"Then why...Jing Mo, you are in Chang'an City thousands of miles away?"

Su Jingmo's eyes shrank slightly when he heard the words, and he looked at Tan Cheng who left his surname and called him Su Jingmo's first name, but he didn't care and said with a smile: "I have to ask my fifth younger brother who inherits the throne."

"It seems that I may have to go to Pingyao, Shanxi..."

"To the current Zhongdu City?" Su Jingmo nodded thinkingly, "I'm afraid there are a lot of things hidden there... It's just that more than 1000 years have passed, and Zhongdu City is definitely not what it used to be. Just like the existence of Daxu, I think that the capital city of Zhongdu may have been annihilated long ago. How do you find traces of Daxu's existence?"

Hearing what Su Jingmo said, Tan Cheng thought for a while and said, "Last time I met an old driver... um... the driver, his son-in-law got a wine bottle in Shanxi, and I see that pattern is similar to the wine bottle in your tomb." The decorations are almost the same, I guess... I may not be able to find it along the line of his son-in-law... Fortunately, I saved his mobile phone number last time."

Tan Cheng explained on his own, but Su Jingmo's expression changed, and it took him a while before he said, "The head... number?"

Hearing this, Tan Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing, "No, it's not the leader..." He took out his mobile phone from his backpack and clicked on the screen, "It's this thing. As long as you know the name of the other party's machine number, it will be able to contact the other party, no matter how far away."

Su Jingmo watched as Tan Cheng's fingers slid on the smooth things at will, and the things under his hand changed according to the direction of his fingers, "It doesn't matter how far away? Just contact like this?"

"Well, yes." Knowing that the things of this era may be too big for Su Jingmo to understand, Tan Cheng simply said: "This thing can emit a kind of information, interpret it through a certain medium, and reach the other party. I can hear your voice."

"Then, isn't this very slow? Not only do you have to let it run past, but you also need to explain it."

"No, that's not the case. The speed of transmission can be as fast as light."

"Light?" Su Jingmo's smiling eyebrows and eyes were a little complicated, "Is light still fast or slow?"

"Yeah..." Tan Cheng looked at Su Jingmo for some reason, and a sadness slowly overflowed in his heart. This man knew nothing about his world, and was even more incomprehensible. He and Tan Cheng were separated by thousands of years...

Tan Cheng has never made it difficult for himself. Some things are inevitable for a while. After knowing that it is impossible, he will quickly stop. It has been like this before, and it should be like this now...

Tan Cheng thought so in his heart, but before encountering some things, he could still follow his heart. After encountering them, his thinking had long been confused. Even if he reminded him thousands of times in his heart, his actions had already followed his own desires against his will.

Su Jingmo saw that Tan Cheng's right hand holding the pen trembled slightly, and knew that it was caused by the pain after the bones in his arm were just connected.

"It's getting late, it's time for you to go back. When you get back, go to the medical clinic and show the doctor."

Saying this, Su Jingmo waved his hand, and the door of the tomb room slowly opened, "Leave this paper and pen in the tomb first, come over tomorrow, and I will give you the blueprint of the location of the Mausoleum of Emperor Daxu. Times have changed, and mountains and rivers have not changed too much." , you should be able to find it according to the picture I drew."

Tan Cheng wanted to say something more, but seeing Su Jingmo's smiling face with the intention of seeing off his guests, he held back.

"Then... see you tomorrow."

Taking a deep breath, Tan Cheng picked up the backpack on the ground, turned on the flashlight, and walked outside the tomb. As usual, as soon as he left the tomb, the white marble was slowly closed, and Su Jingmo's figure alone was captured The partition of the tomb gate slowly disappeared in front of his eyes, but this time Tan Cheng could not bear to watch the man slowly disappear in front of his eyes, but left directly.

Even if his hands were dislocated, Tan Cheng still had the feeling that the piece of his arm was loose and about to fall off. Thinking about going back, it would be seven o'clock in the morning. If the dislocation is not well shaped, it will not grow strong, and there may be complications in the later stage. .He might as well go to the hospital for a look.

Tan Cheng walked out of the ditch and whispered self-deprecatingly, "These few months have really made up for the number of times I went to the hospital in the past few years."

Tan Cheng, who never went back to the ancient tomb, naturally wouldn't know that at the moment when the gate of the cold white marble underground palace closed, Su Jingmo collapsed on the pale ground of the tomb, his figure looming...