The Emperor's Mausoleum Golden Well

After reading Li Juren's reply, Yang Ling felt a little ashamed of Miss Gao. Thinking about it, if he told her at this time, it would be even more sad. He had to let this matter go first and then go there in a vague way. He was embarrassed to go to Houwan again, so he stayed in the study all night and went to Tailing early the next morning.

Gao Wen was as clear as a mirror, but in fact he had already guessed such an ending. Her father was a local and an imperial physician in the palace. He was very famous in the village. Gao Wen followed his kind father to learn a superb medical skill. Gao Wen worked in the palace, and there were villagers in the countryside who had difficult and complicated diseases to come. The young lady always ignored her identity and showed up for treatment. After a while, she became famous.

As many people come into contact with, Miss Gao has heard of the husband she had never met before. She knows that the Li family's poetry and rituals were passed down from generation to generation, and also knows the behavior of this husband.

Since she has been to the Jiaofangsi, it doesn't matter whether her body is innocent or not. What's important is that no one can tell her innocence to the world. The Li family is a local gentry with status, so how can they marry a new wife to make people talk? Besides, she is still a slave now, so the Li family will never downgrade themselves for her.

Yang Ling was embarrassed to return to the back house to see her, which made her feel a little disgusted. Now Gao Wenxin dared not have any extravagant hopes for her future. Although Han Youniang took good care of her and treated her with courtesy, Gao Wenxin still stubbornly put on her maid's clothes, gave her maid's rituals, and regarded herself as a slave.

Tailing is located in Bijia Mountain in the northwest of Changling. Yangling had just received the order twice. This time, he came again. He saw that Luocheng, which is nearly 200 feet in radius, had already seen its first scale. The incense hall, wing room, and sacred chef sacrifices planned in the cemetery have not yet been built, but Jinjing Baoshan City has been built.

Jinjing is the most central location of the underground palace and the most important place in the entire imperial tomb. Although it is only responsible for the construction and construction of the house, there will be no problem. Yang Ling still sent the Left Scepter troops whom he directly governed were responsible for building the imperial tomb bedroom. The person in charge of the project inside the tomb was Feng Tang, the Xindusi of the Third Department. This man was calm and down-to-earth and able to endure hardships.

A row of houses was built on the mountain not far outside the cemetery. It was the daily offices of officials from various departments of the Imperial Heaven Supervision, the Ministry of Works, the Ministry of Rites, and the Shenji Camp. The three of them, Peng Jizu and Feng Tang, heard that the Governor General arrived, rushed back to pay their respects one after another.

As soon as Peng Jizu saw Yang Ling, he laughed and said, "Sir, come here one month later and then you can see it. Our brothers are also watching the bunny work from above. How can this mausoleum be built and there is nothing to worry about, there is nothing to do."

Yang Ling said, "Well, thank you all the generals, but the emperor issued this mission, and the officials of all departments were guarding the tombs. If I always didn't come, I would inevitably be criticized. In fact, I also think that our people are just working hard. As long as the officers and soldiers are not lazy, they will be able to build the tombs. What can we soldiers do if we are the soldiers interfere in the tombs?"

Feng Tang frowned slightly, looking like he was about to stop talking. After hearing Yang Ling's words, he finally couldn't help saying: "Sir, at lunch a few days ago, a brother reported that water was leaking from the underground palace's golden well. The officials have not reported this to the Lord."

Lian Delu touched the pockmark on his face and said disapprovingly: "I said Lao Feng, you are too cautious. The underground palace was dug so deep. Fortunately, this was on the mountain, otherwise dozens of wells were dug out, so what's so strange about water seepage?"

These generals didn't know much about literacy, and they knew nothing about Feng Shui. Ji Ben did not realize the power of it. Shortly after Feng Tang was promoted, he was sarcastic by Lian Dusi Yi. He couldn't help but blush and hurriedly defended: "

When Mo Jiang heard about it, he didn't think it was anything great, but strangely, when Master Ni, the Imperial Heaven Superintendent and the Minister of Rites rushed to take people there after hearing the news, he looked like he was facing a great enemy. When Mo Jiang saw it, he wanted to follow the tomb to take a look, but was blocked by them. Lord Ni used the excuse to investigate the geography to measure the good and bad luck, and drove all the seven or eight brothers guarding it out. It took more than an hour before we allowed us to return to the underground palace."

Yang Ling looked moved, leaned forward, looked at him with attention and said, "Speak on, what happened later?"

Even Peng and the other two saw that he looked a little serious, they did not dare to joke around. They just looked at Feng Tang. Feng Tang said, "After the official returned, he found that there was no spring water overflowing at the wellhead. After a while, Eunuch Dai and Minister Li from the Ministry of Works rushed over and heard the news. He heard a leader telling others about the overflowing of the gold well. Eunuch Dai was furious when he heard it. He actually snatched the whip and scolded him, not allowing anyone to spread rumors and cause trouble. Seeing that they were so cautious, they became suspicious."

Yang Ling walked slowly in the room and pondered: "The underground palace is the place where the coffin of the late emperor is placed. If the underground palace seeps water, it is indeed a big deal. However, if the underground palace is so deep, I have never seen anyone who does not seep water.

Around the underground palace, isn’t there three waterproof walls of twelve meters thick made of loess, clear paste mud and stones? Last time I came, I saw Mr. Li personally shoot the rammed earth layer with an arrow to check whether the rammed earth is strong. It can be seen that water seepage is common when digging the underground palace. Why is the water seepage of Jinjing so tense?"

He thought for a while but couldn't figure it out, and couldn't help but look at Yang Yiqing inquiry. Yang Yiqing also shook his head and said, "Sir, you are all generals who lead troops to fight. We don't know these things about feng shui, but the Minister of the Imperial Heaven and the Ministry of Rites must know, why not ask them?"

Lian Delu sneered, "Xiao Yang, don't you see that those adults look down on the soldiers we lead? Lian Gang and the generals ignored them. If you want to hide it, you can ask?"

Yang Yiqing smiled slightly, just looking at Yang Ling. Yang Ling smiled knowingly and said, "Don't you say it? If you don't say it, let's go and see it yourself. Let's go and take the incense table with you. I will sacrifice to the earthen tower and go inside to take a look."

Yang Ling arrived at Tailing, lit the incense and Jingling Mausoleum in a high-profile place, worshiped with great fanfare, and then ordered all the soldiers in the underground palace to retreat, and then led the three officials into the underground palace to investigate. This pretended to be a pretentious momentum, and some people from other yamen had already seen it strange and rushed back to report to their ancestors.

The so-called underground palace golden well, also known as the cave, is where the dragon cave of the imperial tomb is located, so once it is dug, not everyone can touch it at will. This golden well is actually just a hole with a diameter of half a foot and about one meter deep. Since the digging, a canopy has been added to it, and the sun, moon, and stars are invisible.

Moreover, the soil taken out when digging a cave is called auspicious soil, and it must be presented to the emperor for the imperial examination and then kept in the lobby of the Ministry of Rites. After the emperor is buried, it will be backfilled with rare treasures to seek to conquer the tomb and clear the soil, which shows its importance.

Therefore, in theory, only five ministers under the order were qualified to reach out for a look. Yang Ling lit the incense and cleaned his hands, and then he came to the underground palace. The top of the underground palace had already covered it, but the soil had not been sealed yet. The huge palace pillars in the underground palace had been arranged 70% of the stone platform. The center of the stone platform where the coffin was placed was the golden well that connects yin and yang and communicates with vitality.

Yang Ling came to Jinjing and reached out to explore the well wall. Although it was a bit cool, it didn't seem to be soaked in water. He was stunned. Feng Tang hurriedly said, "Sir, I asked the boss, but he insisted that he had seen Jinjing rushing water with his own eyes. Moreover, the brothers in the underground palace said this. It would be that they were wrong together, right?"

Yang Ling thought about it, held the stone and stretched out most of his body in. After exploring the bottom of the hole, the bottom of the hole felt very dry, but there should be a concave block of soil chiseled in the center of the gold well, but it was faintly concave at this time, and there was some grinding hands, as if something had been stuck.

Yang Ling groped for a while, stood up and watched under the lamp. The dust in his hand was very dry, but the dust was powdery, not like the original soil rammed at the bottom of the cave. He felt suspicious.

Yang Ling returned to his residence with great concern and just sat down, Ni Qian, the Imperial Heaven Supervisor, and Li Duo, the Minister of Rites, rushed over. As soon as he entered the door, Ni Qian smiled unnaturally and said, "Mr. Yang just came back and went to the underground palace to inspect it? Lord. Yang came from the capital, but does the emperor have any intention for the construction of the imperial tomb?"

Yang Ling stood up and smiled and said, "It turned out to be Lord Ni, Lord Li, please sit down quickly. The emperor is very concerned about the imperial tomb, worried that the officers and soldiers would be lazy and delayed the project, so he asked me to return to the tomb to supervise the officers and soldiers. I just went to worship the tomb and wanted to meet you, but I didn't expect that the two adults would come first."

Ni Qian asked Eunuch Dai to pull the Minister of Works to calculate the cost of the project, and he stumbled on the Minister of Works to come in a hurry, just wanting to know if Yang Ling knew about the overflow of the underground palace two days ago. He smiled and said with a forced smile: "The project is progressing smoothly, and there is nothing wrong with it. Lord Yang doesn't have to worry."

Yang Ling smiled faintly and said, "I am only responsible for the safety of the imperial tombs and supervising the officers and soldiers to abide by the discipline. There is nothing to worry about. Besides, I am a layman who is worried and can't see anything. But why did I hear that water came out of the underground palace two days ago?"

Ni Qian shivered and said dryly, "That's just a drunk person who was drunk and looked at him. The other officers and soldiers also spread rumors, which is really not trustworthy!"

"Is that right?" Yang Ling stared at him and said, "I heard that several adults had already visited him, and I didn't believe him, but I just went there to see him in person. The bottom of the well was indeed very humid, the dust and muddy, as if it was a bit water seeping."

When Li Duo, the Minister of Rites, heard the face changed drastically and thought to himself: "The spring has been plugged with a wooden plug and rammed it with three ash soil. Why did it seep water again? You have to find an opportunity to block it tightly. But Yang Ling is one of the five ministers pointed out in the imperial edict, and he is also a popular man in front of the emperor. Although my official rank is higher than him, I am afraid I can't support him. With him here, how can I move?"

Ni Qian was also afraid and hurriedly said, "The underground is dark and wet, and the dust is muddy. We have carefully observed it, but there has never been water seeping." He couldn't suppress his fear when he said this, and his voice could not help but tremble.

Yang Ling smiled and said, "It's good that there is nothing wrong, but since there are rumors, this matter is not careless. I want to report this matter to the emperor and ask the emperor to send an expert who is proficient in geography and geomantics to see what's going on. When they see it well, if there is any trouble in the future, we will not have anything to do."

After hearing this, Ni Qian and the others said in unison: "No!" Ni Qian stepped forward and grabbed Yang Ling's arm and said anxiously: "How can the great event of building a tomb be alarmed by speculation? Lord Yang should not be reckless."

Seeing that they were panicked, Yang Ling was already confident in his heart, so he couldn't help but sneer: "Two sirs, Yang has already found out about the water coming out of Jinjing. All the evidences are in my hands. How long will you hide from me?"

Ni Qian and the others were shocked. Cold sweat oozed from Li Jie's forehead, his face was yellow and extremely ugly. Ni Qian, the Imperial Heaven Supervisor, shook for a while, suddenly bowed to the ground and said in panic: "Mr. Yang, we are forced to do this bad thing, beg Mr. Yang to save me!"

Yang Ling winked at Yang Yiqing, and Yang Yiqing stepped out knowingly and quietly covered the door. Yang Ling then stepped forward to help Ni Qian up, and Ji Yan smiled and said, "Why do you have to do this by sir? But what is the details in the inner world? I hope you will tell me in a lot of books. Yang must listen carefully and understand it before you can decide to do it!"

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Wang Jinglong sat in Yangling's study, holding a teacup in his hand, as if he had entered a meditation with an old monk.

This place was originally the study room of the imperial physician Gao Tinghe. There were no words or paintings on the walls, and the bookshelf were full of medical books, and there was nothing for entertainment at all.

He had been to Yang's mansion four times in the past seven days. Except for the first time when he came, Mrs. Yang asked her maid to help her come out sickly. She met him and his wife Zhang, chatted for a few words and then returned to the inner house. Whenever he came to the door, the old housekeeper who was waiting at the door now took two servants to serve him.

Wang Jinglong also talked with him politely at the beginning and asked about Yang Ling's situation indirectly. Unfortunately, the old housekeeper didn't know much about Lord Yang as he knew, so he couldn't get anything useful from this old servant.

The old housekeeper asked questions and answered them one after another. He stood there without saying a word for a day. Sometimes Wang Jinglong sat bored and wanted to walk in the living room. The old housekeeper followed his steps, which made him at a loss and could not find a chance to get dirty.

However, his wife Zhang was weak and sick, and she was bedridden for many years. Therefore, she was infected with the disease she had with her. It was not convenient for her to ask the doctor to have a detailed diagnosis. As the delay became worse, she came to Yang's house to ask Miss Gao for treatment, but it was a great effect. This was also a loss and a slump. Wang Jinglong failed to use the plan, so he should take his wife to treat the disease.

But when he came every day, he was as boring as if he was sitting in meditation. The two fascinating beautiful maids never saw them. In his mind, the two women were just maids of the Yang family, who were usually maids in the mansion. He always had the chance to see him when he sat here. Unexpectedly, after he came a few times, he couldn't help but miss the enchanting faces of the two maids. The wind and liu came, which made the third young master seem to have fallen in love with him. Every time he was in the study, his heart had already entered the back garden of others.

Wang Jinglong put down the teacup and saw that it was time for Mrs. Shi Chen to finish acupuncture. He couldn't help but sigh secretly. He felt disappointed. Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps. Then the old butler at the door said respectfully: "Why are the two girls coming to the front yard?"

I heard a crisp and pleasant girl's voice saying: "Sister Wen Xin needs to use a plum blossom needle today. This needle is placed in the study syringe box, and I will take it for her."

With the sound, two young girls in green clothes and plain faces, with a pretty and dusty face appeared at the entrance of the study. When Wang Jinglong saw that these two cute babies were the pair of beauties he had been thinking about day and night, he couldn't help but stand up in surprise and joy, and said happily: "It turns out that the two girls have arrived."

Since Miss Gao's family returned, no one treated her as a slave, but Miss Gao always treated her young lady with maid etiquette. Yu Tangchun and the other two were so well-behaved and immediately followed suit. However, this pure dress would only be more pleasing to the beautiful girl of 28 years old, and Wang Jinglong was reluctant to take his eyes away for a while.

Yu Tangchun originally thought that the prince was just like a good example, but when he saw him personally accompanied his sick wife to seek medical treatment these days, he felt that although the scholar was flamboyant and untrue, he was really infatuated with his wife, and his views on him were greatly changed.

She remembered that she met Prince Wang as a maid last time. When she saw Wang Jing raised herself to greet him, she hurriedly bowed to her side and said with a smile: "Prince Wang, my maid is a slave, but she can't bear the gift of you, a noble man. Today, Sister Wenxin wants to give Mrs. Zun another plum blossom needle. I took the needle and went there. Please wait for a moment."

Yutang's spring appearance is particularly better than that of plum blossoms in the snow. She has a green dress and a snowy skin, which makes her look as moist as beautiful jade. This smile is as bright as spring flowers. Wang Jinglong felt itchy. Unconsciously, he followed her to the bookshelf and turned around and said, "Okay, okay, a girl, thank you, girl Lan Xinhui, and elegant temperament. How dare Wang treat her maid? This ceremony is worthy."

Yu Tangchun walked to the bookcase, tiptoed to take the needle box placed on top. When he heard Wang Jinglong praise her that she was not like a maid, he felt happy and couldn't help but smile: "Haha, Mr. Wang is outstanding in character and talent, and is a great talent in the capital. My maid often hears my maid mention him. If you can praise him, you will be very honored."

Xuelimei stood behind the two of them. When they heard them flatter each other, they couldn't help but make a face at Yu Tangchun and made a dry expression. When Yu Tangchun saw Xuelimei's actions, she couldn't help laughing. Then she felt that she was rude and blushed. She quickly flashed over and said to him: "Young master sits down, the maid is gone."

Wang Jinglong saw Yu Tangchun smiled at him and blushed, then floated away like a cloud. When the girl was attracted by her handsome appearance, she felt aroused in her heart and looked at the disappearing door for a while, as if the fragrance of her passing was still wandering around her nose.

Xue Limei held Yu Tangchun's hand and ran to the corridor of the back garden, then stopped and smiled and said, "It's so stingy. I haven't seen you use tricks to deceive others for a long time. Look at the prince's infatuated appearance, I have never seen you praise the master like this."

Yu Tangchun sneered and gave her a blank look and said, "Does our master still need to praise him? If he can praise him, I would be very impressed. Alas! It is better to be an official in the court, and it is better to have more friends than to create an opponent. Wang Shangshu's family is very powerful. Isn't it for our master?"
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