Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

The water mist gradually dispersed.

This island slowly revealed its true face in front of them.

Zhu Feng's low voice sounded in his ears, not knowing whether he was muttering to himself or telling Nan Yan: "This is Huangzuling Island."

Nan Yan opened his eyes wide and looked ahead.

This island should not be too big, that is, a few miles in radius. There is also a mountain on the island, but it is not a barren land. From the foot of the mountain, you can see a road leading up to the top of the mountain. The vegetation on both sides can even be seen to be trimmed Mark of.

Obviously, people from Huanglingguan often came to clean and take care of it.

Master Shangshan parked the bamboo raft on the shallows. There was even a small trestle bridge to prevent them from walking into the water to wet their shoes and socks.

Zhu Feng helped Nanyan ashore.

There is soft white sand on the river beach, and some traces of birds and beasts can be seen, and long and sweet bird songs can be heard from time to time in the mountains.

It's a beautiful place.

If it weren't for the current situation, Nan Yan would even think that she and Zhu Feng are a newly married couple, and they really came here to play.

Master Shangshan fastened the bamboo raft and walked forward: "The emperor, mother, please follow the poor road."

"Ok."

Zhu Feng nodded.

Then, holding Nan Yan's hand, the three of them walked forward together.

The mountain does not look high, but it is still hard to walk, because the water and fog are perennial, the stone road is covered with moss, even after it is cleared, it will grow up quickly, so they all walk carefully.

Zhu Feng held her hand tightly: "Be careful."

"Ok."

Nan Yan held his skirt in one hand and walked up slowly with him.

Although Zhu Feng had a high fever yesterday, he was unconscious, but his physical strength recovered quickly and he didn't have to struggle for most of the day. Although the Shangshan Master is getting older, he still carries a burden on his back, but he obviously works often and is physically strong. very good.

Nan Yan was so tired that he could only stop and rest twice halfway through.

At noon, they finally reached the last step.

At the top of the mountain, the fog is even greater.

In the steaming mist, they saw that many black shadows stood in the distance.

It is a stele.

Nan Yan's breathing suddenly became quiet.

She also felt that the hand that Zhu Feng was holding his hand slowly loosened, he held his breath and walked forward step by step.

In the mist, the stone tablets appeared one by one.

Nan Yan immediately saw the mottled, fuzzy writing——

Therefore, the tomb of Huang Kao Zhu Gong.

This should be Emperor Gao's father and Zhu Feng's grandfather.

This is the case when Emperor Gao made his father the emperor after ascending to the throne. Naturally, along with other relatives, he also set up the monument.

Master Shangshan came over, took off the burden on his back, and opened it to see that there were some incense candle offerings inside. He placed it in front of the tombstone and whispered, "The emperor, poor Dao will leave first."

Zhu Feng nodded, his voice was a little hoarse: "Go down and wait for me."

"Yes."

Master Shangshan saluted Nanyan again, then turned and went down the mountain.

Nan Yan thought for a while, walked over and laid out the offerings one by one, then lit the joss sticks, and offered three incense sticks to Zhu Feng: "The emperor..."

Zhu Feng glanced at her.

Reached out and took the incense, bowed to the tall stone monument.

Nan Yan also followed behind him, praying and knocking three times at the stele.

Behind them, there are stone monuments of grandfather and grandmother. Nan Yan went up to place sacrifices one by one, lit incense candles, and bowed to Zhu Feng.

Although the royal tombs should be very magnificent, and there should be a lot of pomp when worshiping, but this time, there are only two of them.

However, Nan Yan felt that he was getting closer to him.

After the stone tablets were worshipped one by one, Zhu Feng walked under his grandfather's stone tablets, cleaned the moss on the stone platform, and pulled out some weeds. Nan Yan also took out his handkerchief and wiped it. The dust on the stele.

Looking at the blurred text on the stone tablet, Nan Yan whispered: "The emperor."

"Ok?"

"Why is there no name of your grandfather on the stele?"

There is only the word "zhu gong".

Generally speaking, when engraving the stele, the name should be engraved on the back.

Zhu Feng smiled faintly, and said, "It's not that I don't let anyone engrave it, but my grandfather has no name."

"what?"

"Emperor Gao came from a poor background, and his grandfather and great-grandfather were honest farmers."

"..."

"In addition, when the Kuo people ruled the Central Plains, they were not allowed to study literature and become officials, so many people were illiterate and gave birth to children without names."

"..."

"My grandfather and great-grandfather are like this."

"Oh……"

Thinking about it this way, it was really a barren time.

It is a great thing that people nowadays can read, learn, and even hyphenate.

Maybe in the future, it will be better.

Nan Yan cleaned the stele together with him, and when she turned around, she saw Zhu Feng standing in front of the stele, his expression in a daze.

Did he think of something in the past?

Nan Yan walked to him and said softly: "The emperor?"

"..."

Zhu Feng was silent for a while, looked down at her, and suddenly said, "Nan Yan, do you remember what happened when you were a kid? Do you remember your grandfather?"

I don't know why he asked this suddenly.

Nan Yan thought for a while and said: "The concubine's grandfather passed away very early, and the concubine has no impression of him."

"..."

"When I was young, my grandmother took care of me."

Having said that, her mood sank again.

Grandmother, it's still in the hands of the Kuo people.

At this time, I heard Zhu Feng let out a heavy sigh.

Nan Yan looked up at him and said softly: "The emperor, did the emperor remember what happened when you were a kid? What happened with your grandfather?"

"..."

Zhu Feng did not speak.

Just looked at the stone monument with a complicated expression, and then at the surrounding stone monuments.

After a long while, he sighed and said, "It's nothing."

"...?"

Nan Yan looked at his solemn expression, and didn't know what he was thinking, just continued to follow him.

This blockbuster is a tall stone monument, erected by Emperor Gao for his family.

There are also some stone monuments around.

It seems to be a stone monument of some of the heroes who passed away in his struggle for the world.

There are also chase seals.

These are all benefactors of the Great Yan Dynasty.

Nan Yan spilled sacrifice wine for them one by one.

At this moment, a gust of wind came and the fog gradually dispersed. She suddenly saw a stone stele exposed a little far ahead.

Nan Yan walked over.

This stele seems to be newer than the other steles. Although it has gone through a lot of years, it was still erected significantly later.

On it, engraved with a few big characters——

Therefore, the tomb of the noble concubine Qin Xi Xi Xi.

Nan Yan's heartbeat stopped suddenly.

Qin Xixi...?

Concubine? !