Although Mu Yang rushed out of the late lieutenant's bedroom, his situation was still not optimistic.
At the same time, a stormy conspiracy was also brewing in the north of Xudu City and the Liang Huang Mausoleum.
The newly completed imperial mausoleum was brand new inside and out.
Shangshu ordered Xun Yu to hold the scroll and slowly walked into it, preparing to preside over the preparations for the sacrificial ceremony.
Liu Xie got off the chariot at this time and glanced at Shan Dan again.
He seemed to be paying tribute to Cao Jie, Shan Shan, or maybe talking to himself: "These false and funny sacrifices are still...
There is really no cutting corners, it’s just for outsiders to see, it really can’t be too outrageous.”
Cao Jie's face turned cold again, his hands suddenly tightened, and he woke up the prince who had fallen asleep in his arms.
The prince's loud cries brought an uneasy noise to this grand ceremony.
Liu Xie looked back at Cao Jie and said nothing.
But at this moment, the song seemed to have not even heard the cry of the baby.
Now all he could think about was one question: had the emperor discovered his true identity?
If he had really discovered it, why didn't he know it?
He yelled loudly for those Cao soldiers to capture him, but instead deliberately covered himself up, even with his mouth shape The shadows have already been trained for this kind of situation, and Shan Dan actually knows that the most important thing he should do at this time is to contact the shadows that have been mixed into the imperial mausoleum, and evacuate quickly because the price of a one-tenth-thousandth chance is The lives of Paoze’s comrades For Shadow, who always puts safety first, this is absolutely intolerable.
But now the question is, how to notify Mu Yuanfeng and others who have sneaked into the imperial mausoleum at this time?
Shan Shan was looking at the imperial mausoleum in front of him.
It was a two-story building with wooden beams and sloping ridges, with a radius of more than fifty feet.
The workmanship of this imperial mausoleum is quite rough.
For example, its girders are built on top of nothing and are supported by twenty foundation pillars all around.
Its rammed foundation is only two feet long and it stands almost on the ground.
The brackets and eaves are also quite rough, and the corners of the top ridge are only made of tiles stacked on top of each other, with no warping or stretching.
This impression gave Shan Shan even more intense uneasiness: even a layman like him could see that this imperial mausoleum was just a semi-finished product that cut corners.
Although the entire wooden surface of the imperial mausoleum is covered with green paint, it looks like a gathering of blue clouds, with flying dragons looming among them.
However, the wood used for it is not a regulated imperial mausoleum material at all, which is too shabby for a holy place dedicated to the ancestors of the Han Dynasty.
However, the Cao family attaches so much importance to this sacrificial ceremony this time, which is obviously not normal.
It feels full of unpredictable contradictions.
In fact, the emperor's travel specifications were also very questionable.
The behavior of the emperor and Cao officials along the way was even more suspicious.
The accumulation of these layers of uneasy factors made Shan Shan even more anxious about informing those shadows in the imperial mausoleum.
However, until the sacrificial ceremony was about to begin, the single was still at a loss.
At this moment, Xun Yu's preparations have been completed, and the imperial tomb, which is covered with plain silk, is about to enter the ceremony stage.
At this time, civil and military ministers entered the mausoleum one after another.
Cao Ang stood in front of the imperial mausoleum, smiling at the people who entered, while silently remembering the place and origin of these people in his heart.
After getting the news from Tang Xiaomi, Cao Ang became more cautious at the moment.
He must catch those shadows who wanted to hide their eyes.
But the time for a cup of tea has passed, and the people who entered the imperial mausoleum were all important officials reported to Sikong Mansion, and there was no one who was suspicious.
Cao Ang glanced at Tang Xiaomi beside him with some doubts, and suddenly noticed a complicated light flashing in Tang Xiaomi's eyes.
Looking along the end of the light, Cao Ang only saw the guard of honor beside the emperor's chariot.
"What's wrong?"
Cao Ang looked away and was very surprised by Tang Xiaomi's abnormality: "Did you see something suspicious?"
"No, it's nothing."
Tang Xiaomi's answer was a little flustered, but then he smiled brightly and asked a little strangely: "Do you think that after I see something suspicious, I will tell you the truth?"
Cao Ang blinked and glanced at the honor guard again.
This time, he could tell that Tang Xiaomi's eyes had just been fixed on a seemingly ordinary member of the honor guard.
Therefore, he pretended that nothing happened and said to Tang Xiaomi: "It's okay."
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After saying that, he left the entrance of the imperial mausoleum and ordered his men to keep a close eye on the honor guard, although it was impossible for the honor guard to enter the imperial mausoleum.
Cao Ang felt that it was better to be careful in everything.
After doing this, a ritual officer came to urge Cao Ang to enter the mausoleum.
This time Cao Ang came as the eldest son of the Cao family.
In fact, it was Cao Cao's recognition of his identity as his successor.
Cao Ang knew that his task was not a small one, so he immediately walked into the imperial mausoleum with several attendants and Tang Xiaomi, and the etiquette officer closed the door with a bang behind them.
The main hall of the imperial mausoleum is a large and empty hall, with more than ten unpainted pillars supporting the entire building.
In the middle of the hall, there are the memorial tablets of the ancestors of the Han Dynasty, tributes, candles, other funeral rites and a thick stack of sacrificial inscriptions.
All the civil and military officials stood with their hands down like clay sculptures, not even breathing out.
The whole hall suddenly had a solemn and heavy atmosphere.
As a loud drum beat sounded, all the Confucian scholars looked at the host Xun Yu.
Xun Yu coughed lightly, walked to the middle, raised his hand slightly, and the hall immediately became very quiet.
Xun Yu was the most orthodox descendant of the Xun family, so he was very good at handling these rituals.
He first read aloud an opening article, saying that the Han Dynasty had a lot of troubles, and had been violated many times by tigers and wolves such as He Jin, Dong Zhuo, Li Jue, and Guo Si.
After several migrations, peace will finally come.
This time, all the civil and military officials and the emperor of the current dynasty paid tribute to the ancestors of the Han Dynasty, vowing to dig out their hearts and courage and rebuild the Han Dynasty.
It has to be said that Xun Yu's opening article was very political.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone present probably understood the reason why this memorial ceremony could be successful.
It was simply that the Cao family and the Han family still seemed to be inseparable, but they were not close to each other.
They all have to give each other a bottom line.
All the civil and military personnel immediately turned their eyes to Liu Xie, the emperor of the day.
When Liu Xie strode forward, hundreds of civil and military personnel knelt down and observed Liu Xie's reaction.
Liu Xie declined to comment.
Cao Ang discovered that today's people are very accustomed to this kind of scene.
Every word he said was solemn and sad, but if you think about it carefully, there was no insinuation at all.
Expecting that the final ending would be the same as Xun Yu's argument, Cao Ang felt even more relieved.
It would take a long time for Liu Xie to finish his worship, so Cao Ang inadvertently leaned back and found that the pillar was shaking a little.
He was a little surprised, this was a new building, how could the pillars rot?
He moved his body again, and found that the pillars had moved a little more, and an ominous creaking sound reached his ears.
Cao Ang raised his head, this surprise was no small matter.
He saw that the top of the pillar had been sawed off, and only a small piece of wood was stuck between the ceiling and the pillar, which was very unstable.
Cao Ang looked to the side in panic and found that more than a dozen pillars in the lobby were all of this structure.
These pillars are an important foundation for supporting the entire imperial tomb.
If they suddenly break or slip, the consequences will be disastrous.
Even if the Cao family continued to despise the Han Dynasty and only wanted to treat this sacrifice as an external form, they should not use this method of cutting corners.
Of course, there is another possibility that this imperial mausoleum was not like this before, but was deliberately tampered with the day before the sacrifice.
As soon as this thought arose, Cao Ang was trembling.
When he turned around, he found that Tang Xiaomi, who had been staying behind him, had disappeared.
He suddenly realized something and was about to shout for everyone to leave quickly.
However, he suddenly saw Xun Yu coming down from the stage and walking towards him.
When he reached his side, he said in a very low voice and seriously: "Young Master, this imperial mausoleum is not safe.
We should evacuate quickly."
"What about the people inside?"
Cao Ang was anxious.
He felt that he couldn't leave just like that.
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"My eldest son, if you are now clamoring that the imperial mausoleum is going to collapse, how will the world view the Cao family if word gets out?"
Cao Ang suddenly realized that indeed, His Majesty was still giving a long speech in the lobby at this moment.
Once he shouts, not to mention being disrespectful to the emperor, if someone says that he despises the late emperor of the Han Dynasty, the Cao family will be infamy for eternity, and the purpose of this show of worship will be completely destroyed.
"Then what should we do?"
"Go out first, send a few Cao soldiers to pretend to be assassins, and then order the army to maintain order and withdraw slowly.
By doing this, even if someone condemns us afterwards, we can still pour dirty water on the people who deserve it
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